Comprehensive Martial Arts: Others Practice Martial Arts, I Cultivate Immortals

Chapter 547 The Return
After warming up, Wu Chong did not continue to stay in the spirit world.After wasting so much time along the way, it's time to go back to Daqi to have a look, and I don't know how Lianxing and the others are doing now.

Thinking of this, Wu Chong closed his eyes.

A layer of ripples like water ripples spread out, and the figure faded little by little, and slowly retreated from the material world.

When he opened his eyes again, Wu Chong found that he had returned to the material world.

This is the boundary of the former Hundred Kingdoms Plain.

Looking at the surrounding landforms that I finally had some impressions of, I felt better all of a sudden.

"Da Qi seems to be heading in this direction."

After a brief identification, Wu Chong flew up, and his whole body turned into a streamer and flew towards the area where Da Qi was at the beginning.

Soon, the once influential Daughter Country appeared under his vision.Everything seemed to be the same as yesterday. Wu Chong, who had been away from home for a long time, did not stay too long, but flew over the capital of Daqi in one breath, and landed on the boundary of his Jinghai City.

This time, because he had been away from home for too long, Wu Chong felt something was wrong as soon as he landed.

The human-skinned puppets that once spread all over the Jinghai City have lost contact. Over hundreds of years, those puppets have long lost energy and decayed into residue.It is conceivable that when the puppet group failed, it brought too many changes to Jinghai City, but fortunately, that stage has passed, and now Jinghai City has regained its prosperity.

Because there is no human skin puppet to convey information, Wu Chong now does not know what Jinghai City will look like.

It was only a rough scan in the sky, and there was no way to check the details.

When I came back, it was already night.

After briefly identifying the location, Wu Chong found that his mansion was still there.

For hundreds of years, nothing has changed.

Someone should have helped him maintain it while he was away. Thinking of this, he flew back to his yard as before.He used to do this every time he came back. Every day until the next morning, the disciple Yan Jiujiu who opened the door and came in to clean would be shocked.

Only this time, he was discovered just as soon as he fell down, and an old voice suddenly sounded.

"Who!"

In the darkness, a hunched body yelled loudly at Wu Chong who fell in the courtyard.

Wu Chong stopped, a little surprised.

He looked back.

With his current strength, how could the mere darkness block his sight, but when he saw the old man, he was slightly taken aback.

The other party may also feel that something is wrong, and the speed of his feet has increased a little, and he has gradually walked to the place where the firelight can shine.

It was an old face with a somewhat familiar outline but a completely unfamiliar one.

"Old teacher?"

Looking at Wu Chong who hardly changed in front of him with his old face, he shouted with a hoarse voice trembling.

The long-lost memory of Feng Chen revived in his mind.

He finally saw his long-lost teacher again, just like hundreds of years ago, without any change.

It's just that I'm old.

"Nineteen, long time no see." Wu Chong's expression was a bit sad. He basically didn't take care of this cheap apprentice after he came into the family.Fast forward hundreds of years, the once high-spirited young swordsman has now become an old man.

He sensed just now that Yan Nineteen's strength was still at the golden core stage.

Calculated normally, the lifespan of the golden core period is almost the same now, not everyone cultivates the same immortal method as him, and the lifespan is exaggerated to the point of abnormality.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are normal.

If it was martial arts, he might die earlier.The group of old people who followed him in the 28 states at the beginning are now gone.

"Disciple, I finally see you again."

Yan Jiujiu knelt down excitedly, he was really on the verge of despair.

For hundreds of years, he would have thought that he would never see his teacher again in this life.Perhaps from Wu Chong's perspective, Yan Nineteen is a cheap apprentice, but from Yan Nineteen's perspective, Wu Chong is a noble person who changed his life.

Without Wu Chong, he would have died long ago.

The most likely destination for an ordinary Jianghu swordsman is to die in a certain duel.It was Wu Chong who opened his horizons, allowed him to see a wider world, practiced immortality, and created a huge family.

To this day, the first family in Jinghai City was founded by the descendants of Yan Nineteen.

"I didn't expect you to be so old."

With a thought of Wu Chong, a force washed Yan Nineteen from top to bottom.

"The disciple is old, but the inheritance you left behind, the disciple has been helping you guard it."

Yan Jiujiu was very excited, he was like a child trying to prove himself to his father.During the years when Daqi was integrated into Shimo Great World, many people had already left, but he was the only one who stayed here all the time.It's not because he has no place to go, but because he feels that Jinghai City is the foundation laid down by the teacher, and it is the teacher's home.

"Foundation?"

Looking at this disciple, Wu Chong felt for the first time that he was somewhat incompetent as a master.

"Grandpa, what happened?"

There was a commotion outside, and some young men rushed in with weapons.But after seeing the picture in the courtyard, everyone stopped their movements, and the young man in the head looked at the grandpa kneeling in the courtyard with disbelief.

In his impression, how proud his grandfather was.

During the most chaotic period in Jinghai City, he suppressed all the turmoil with his own power, led the panicked Jinghai city residents out of the darkness, and rebuilt order.

In the eyes of the juniors in Jinghai City, Yan Nineteen is a god-like existence.

is the belief of many of them.

But now, this old man with the same belief actually knelt in front of a strange young man.

The appearance of the other party looks so ordinary.

"Go out!"

Yan Nineteen turned around and scolded severely.

"Have you forgotten what I said? No one is allowed to enter this place!"

Seeing this, the young man who had never seen Yan Nineteen's expression like this immediately led his people back out, and when he was about to leave, he even gave Wu Chong a curious look.

'Is this person the master grandpa never forgets? '

Wu Chong smiled.

The moment these people broke in, he had already seen them through. Their blood was similar to that of Yan Jiujiu, so they should be his descendants.

"It made the teacher laugh. 100 years ago, the disciple thought that he would not be able to wait for the teacher to come back, so he married a wife and had children, so he had these descendants. The disciple's original plan was to pass on the task of guarding Jinghai City to these descendants. Humans, I hope they can help the disciples guard Jinghai City and wait for the teacher to come back."

Yan Nineteen said with some embarrassment.

Wu Chong sighed for a while, and waved his hands to help Yan Jiujiu up.

"I remember that I seem to have two disciples." His teacher did it, and he didn't even remember the names of the disciples.

(End of this chapter)