You practice immortality, I farm 2

Chapter 1272 After the old friend
"Fellow Daoist, you are responsible for guarding the Demon-Suppressing City and exorcising demons. You don't need to focus on those trivial matters."

"It's enough for Lu to be alone."

Lu Xuan smiled and politely declined Master Dongji's kindness.

"Okay, then I wish Brother Lu everything goes smoothly and that he finds his old friend or his old friend."

"If you need anything, just tell me, your disciple."

Master Dongji no longer forced him and introduced a young monk with an imposing appearance behind him to Lu Xuan.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist."

Lu Xuan was naturally more than happy to have a monk from the Demon-Suppressing City help him solve some trivial matters, and he bowed in gratitude.

He gave the young man a few instructions and then disappeared into the Demon-Suppressing City alone.

The fellow disciples of Tianjian Sect were helped to search by the disciple of Master Dongji, while he traveled alone in the city to see if he could find the old friends from Linyang Market.

Lu Xuan's figure appeared and disappeared silently in every corner of the Demon-Suppressing City. He released his spiritual sense and quietly passed through various low-level formations and restrictions. He instantly became aware of everything around him.

"Hmm? That seems to be a Qingyun Order?"

Suddenly, he paused, with a look of reminiscence in his expression.

The Tianjian Sect would distribute a small number of Qingyun Orders to some of its disciples. With this order, the cultivators could obtain the qualification to directly enter the sect. Lu Xuan originally obtained one from an inner disciple who possessed a sword peacock. He did not expect to accidentally discover the trace of this special token in the Demon-Suppressing City.

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In the Demon-Suppressing City, there is a slightly simple house in the outer city.

He Guangzong opened his eyes, coughed lightly, and walked from the courtyard into the main hall.

"The injuries I sustained last time have finally recovered. After a few months of recuperation, I can go out and hunt monsters."

“But this way, I will spend a lot of spirit stones and time, which will inevitably delay my cultivation. I don’t know when I can break through to the middle stage of foundation building.”

Unconsciously, he came to the center of the main hall and looked up to see the spirit tablets of his grandfather and father.

My grandfather used to be the deacon of Baicaotang, but unfortunately it encountered a major change and the once famous Baicaotang gradually declined. The He family survived by chance and relied on their previous accumulation to slowly establish a solid foundation.

In the constant struggle against demons, the He family is now left with only He Guangzong, who is at the foundation-building stage and can barely make ends meet in the Demon-Suppressing City.

"Qingyun Order... Such a rare treasure, but it's a pity that it was born at the wrong time. If it had been produced a few hundred years earlier, it would have been a great opportunity for the He family."

"Now that the Heavenly Sword Sect no longer exists, the rare treasures of the past have lost their value and can only be reduced to decoration."

He glanced at an exquisite spirit tablet next to it, smiled bitterly and shook his head.

According to his grandfather, this Qingyun Order was given by a noble person, and the He family has always regarded it as a family heirloom.

After he got it, he studied it for a long time but could not find out the specific function of the token. After finally figuring out its origin, he made a big mistake, so he simply placed it next to his grandfather's spirit tablet to keep it company.

"How did you get this token, my friend?"

Just as he was about to go into the house to rest, suddenly, a gentle voice sounded in his ears.

He was horrified and was about to stab behind him with the flying sword, but it felt like a stone sinking into the sea, with no response at all.

Turning around, I saw a handsome young man looking at me with a smile.

He Guangzong used his spiritual sense to investigate briefly and felt that the young man's aura was unfathomable, so he immediately gave up the idea of ​​resisting.

The young man was Lu Xuan. As he looked at He Guangzong, the figure of a thin old man emerged in his mind.

"Like, very similar."

He murmured to himself that the foundation-building cultivator in front of him was too similar to He Guanshi, who had taken good care of him in Linyang Market.

Add to that the Qingyun Order, and the two combined, his thoughts suddenly surged and he found it difficult to calm down.

"Just answer my questions carefully. Don't worry, nothing will go against you."

Seeing the fear still on the face of the foundation-building monk, he cast a purification spell and spoke to comfort him. "What's your name?"

He Guangzong took a deep breath, knowing that the appearance of this Yuanying Zhenjun in front of him might change his cultivation career, and said respectfully:
"My name is He Guangzong, and I have been living in the Demon Suppression City."

"He Guangzong..."

"What does this Qingyun Order have to do with you?"

Lu Xuan took a deep look at the spirit tablet in the middle, stretched out his hand, and the Qingyun Order immediately flew into his hand.

"This tablet was given to me by my grandfather before his death. It is also a family heirloom of the He family."

He Guangzong answered truthfully.

"Your grandfather... is He Shichang?"

Lu Xuan's expression changed slightly and he asked softly.

He Guangzong nodded heavily: "Yes."

"How long has he been gone?"

“After the demons changed, he traveled around with Baicaotang, survived more than one life-and-death crisis, and luckily survived. In the end, he led the He family disciples into the Demon Suppression City.”

"Due to old age and severe injuries, he died suddenly not long after settling down in the Demon Suppression City."

There was a hint of sadness in He Guangzong's voice.

"It is also very good to die of old age."

Lu Xuan looked relieved.

"You guessed it right. This Qingyun Token was originally given to your grandfather by me. I thought that if any of his descendants had extraordinary talents, they could use this token to enter the Tianjian Sect."

"Unfortunately, the heavens did not fulfill our wishes. The Eastern Wasteland changed drastically, and the Heaven Sword Sect existed in name only. The Qingyun Order also lost its due value."

He smiled and shook his head.

"Manager He took good care of me back then. Since you are his descendant and I happened to meet you, this Qingyun Order may be of some use."

Lu Xuan calmed himself down and looked at the old friend in front of him with interest.

He Guangzong's heart was pounding, and he tried hard to calm himself down.

"Guang Zong greets you, Senior. I will follow your orders."

He fell to his knees with a thud and spoke with true emotion.

The ancestor appeared! This Qingyun Order that he had almost forgotten could play a huge role today! !
"Since you and I have such a connection, I will naturally not treat you unfairly."

"Now I will give you two choices. First, stay in the Demon Suppression City. I will give you several treasures that will allow you to recover quickly from your injuries, improve your cultivation, and even allow you to protect yourself in front of a Jindan Zhenren."

"The other one will leave the Eastern Wasteland with me and go to other realms to be used by me. During your cultivation, I will clear some obstacles for you."

"It's up to you to decide which way you want to go."

Lu Xuan said calmly that the two options he proposed were extremely generous for a foundation-building cultivator, and it could be regarded as an explanation to Manager He in the afterlife.

He Guangzong remained unchanged, thinking about the pros and cons of these two options.

"If I stay in Demon Suppression City, I will be freer. With the treasures bestowed by this senior, I can quickly improve my strength. However, my fate with this senior ends here."

"Following this senior, although everything in the future is unknown, but with the love of my grandfather, the senior should take better care of me. I can foresee that the path of cultivation will be much broader."

Thinking of this, he made a decision instantly.

"The junior is willing to serve the senior!"

(End of this chapter)