Journey to the head

In the sky above Ningzhou, Lu Qian led everyone and headed towards Cangzhou. He only remotely controlled Bai Yujing to deploy an invisible magic formation, and followed behind with three hundred spiritual seedlings.

The closer he got to home, the more excited he became, especially when he learned that Zhao Kongque had already messaged the intelligence team and passed the news of his return to Yuheng back to the mountain, and that all the disciples were about to come to greet him, which made him extremely excited.

Fifty years have passed, how have you all changed? Only the monks have the secret to keep their youth, otherwise, after fifty years, I'm afraid you wouldn't be recognizable.

However, although the disciples' filial piety and loyalty are commendable, Lu Qian still asked Zhao Kongque to send another message, asking them to wait at the border of Cangzhou.

Although the sky is boundless and people can come and go freely, and no one has the right to criticize them for just passing by, but now the Ningzhou War is tense, and the entry of their own Nascent Soul Golden Core into Ningzhou may cause misunderstandings. Besides, they just killed Xingliu Lingjun, and it is a sensitive time, so they should keep a low profile.

At this moment, the sky suddenly became gloomy, and in the blink of an eye, thick dark clouds covered the sky. Thunder rumbled in the clouds, and then there was another flash of thunder, and heavy rain poured down.

It turned out that summer had arrived. Thunderstorms came as soon as they were predicted. At a glance, it was gloomy and white all over, and it was impossible to tell up, down, left, and right.

"Junior brother, let me disperse these rain clouds?" Jiang Qingfeng suddenly asked, but Lu Qian shook his head.

The strong wind blows with lightning, black clouds grow, and suddenly there is the sound of rain falling in the high forest.

"It's raining heavily, the sky and the earth are refreshed, what a good weather! What a grand scene!" Seeing the heavy rain, Lu Qian remembered what Zhao Kongque said that the Yunshan Sect already occupied three counties, dominating the northern part of Cangzhou. He felt extremely proud and happy.

Except for Li Sheng, all those who followed Lu Qian were people of virtue. How could this ordinary downpour affect them in the slightest? The raindrops as big as beans splashed down, but they hit the invisible air wall a hundred feet away and could not get close to them at all.

A group of people followed Lu Qian through the heavy rain, dividing the rain curtain.

"Kongque, please continue. Which disciples in my sect have achieved the Golden Elixir?"

Zhao Kongque nodded: "Yes, Master. At present, our sect has a total of golden elixirs——"

"Junior brother." Jiang Qingfeng suddenly spoke, interrupting Kong Que. Seeing that they were getting closer and closer to Cangzhou, she could no longer hide it.

Lu Qian turned around with some confusion, and when he saw the complicated expression on his senior sister's face, his heart suddenly sank. He stopped his flight light and asked, "Senior sister?"

Jiang Qingfeng hesitated for a moment and took a deep breath.

"Junior Brother, there is one thing I have never explained to you."

Lu Qian waited for her quietly.

"At that time, before you succeeded in overcoming the great tribulation of the inner demon, the Lingming Xizhaoxiang had already burned out. The two dragon spirits rushed over, and I thought I was going to die, but" Jiang Qingfeng gritted his teeth, "it was Jialuo who saved us."

The thunder and rain seemed to be getting louder, but Senior Sister's voice was getting lower and lower.

"She triggered the Golden Core Heavenly Tribulation, which is hanging above her. The Dragon King is intimidated by the power of the Heavenly Tribulation and dares not approach. But they keep harassing her, and Jialuo has to be careful to block them. How can she concentrate on overcoming the tribulation?"

A flash of lightning illuminated Lu Qian's expressionless face.

"She died in the calamity in order to buy time for you." Jiang Qingfeng lowered his eyes, not daring to look at Lu Qian again, full of shame, "Junior brother, this is all my fault. I am also very sad, and I don't know how to tell you."

It seemed like a very long time had passed, and in the heavy rain, Lu Qian sighed softly.

That elegant and quiet fairy suddenly appeared before his eyes again.

Her dancing steps were as lively as a spirited deer. Her skirt fluttered, revealing her slender white calves, and a string of golden bells jingled around her ankles.

She suddenly stopped dancing and bowed lightly.

"Master Lu, please give me your guidance."

There is a beauty in the south, dancing with a green waist. At the end of the autumn, the banquet is held, and the flying sleeves brush the clouds and rain. She is as graceful as a green orchid and as graceful as a flying dragon.

In the morning light, a graceful fairy stood quietly, her pretty face smelling three parts of alcohol, seven parts of sunset glow, and a fiery red.

"Master Lu, do you like me?"

Lu Qian closed his eyes. The rumbling sound of rain seemed to hit his heart.

Shen Jialuo, I know your feelings, but I already have someone in my heart and I cannot accept it and I cannot delay you.

But why are you so stupid?

"Although I joined later, I have also learned this history. Both evil dragons were killed by Taiyi Le Tu Zhenjun, and the revenge of Fairy Jialuo has been avenged." Zhao Kongque saw that Lu Qian looked wrong and said quickly, "Her spirit tablet has also been placed in Longzhua Peak, and disciples have worshipped her for generations."

"At the same time, my sect also made a huge compensation to Huanggen Sect, and tried its best to help Fairy Jialuo's junior brother Cheng Sheng to successfully overcome the tribulation. We also moved Huanggen Sect out of Junle County and gave them two-thirds of the land in Huaiyou County."

Lu Qian didn't seem to be listening carefully and just nodded.

Zhao Kongque also stopped talking. The dead are gone, and no amount of compensation can bring them back.

"Junior brother." Jiang Qingfeng held his hand, feeling anxious, "I didn't mean to hide it."

Lu Qian looked at the heavy rain and said after a long while: "Senior Sister, it's okay."

He didn't turn around and continued to ask Zhao Kongque.

"Kongque, you said you have learned this history. Let me ask you, which other disciples did my sect lose in this war?"

Zhao Kongque cried out, then he realized that the leader had disappeared in the battle and had no idea of ​​the final situation.

She looked at Lu Qian with some concern, and thought for a moment: "My sect also suffered heavy losses in this battle, with more than 300 disciples sacrificed."

"The most senior one among them." She hesitated for a moment, "is called Li Da."

Jiang Qingfeng's body shook and he let out a cry of surprise, while Lu Qian suddenly turned his head and stared at Zhao Kongque.

Even the Jade Dragon Fairy jumped up and shouted in disbelief: "That clever kid is dead, how is that possible?!"

Zhao Kongque gritted his teeth and recounted the entire story of the Yunshan hero.

The first A-level disciple after Yunshan’s restructuring, Deputy Director of the Business Department and Deputy Chief of the General Staff, Li Da, is one of Yunshan’s right-hand men.

Lu Qian closed his eyes with heartache. He would never have thought that Li Da, who had a bright future in his heart, would actually die in this battle!
Li Sheng, who was taking shelter under the shield of Xiangkong's spiritual power, also had mixed feelings.

He had heard his master praise Brother Li Da several times, and also heard Uncle Jiang say happily that they would be the "Two Lis of Yunshan" in the future.

But just when I arrived in this magical world, I heard that this outstanding brother had died. Is this the fate of a monk?
Thunderclaps sounded, and violent storms and rainstorms came one after another. Jiang Qingfeng's eyes turned red, and he held Lu Qian's arm tightly with worry, and said softly: "Brother, don't ask anymore, let's go quickly and go back to the mountain gate first, shall we?"

Lu Qian shook his head slowly and said in a dry voice: "It's raining heavily and it's hard to move forward. Let's take shelter for a while."

There was a small Taoist temple between the mountains and forests below, and a fragile protective formation was flickering above the temple.

Lu Qian remained silent and fled downwards, followed closely by the others. With just a flick of his finger, the weak formation was broken, and the group landed in front of the hall. Some Qigong cultivators hurried over and knelt down in fear.

This is just a small Qi training sect, where can we see so many Nascent Souls and Golden Cores? The monks of this sect were trembling with fear, and Jiang Qingfeng told them not to be afraid and to vacate the main hall for them to rest for a while.

The sect leader gradually calmed down. Thinking from another angle, isn't this a great opportunity? He immediately became very attentive and mobilized all the disciples of the sect to clean up the hall, make tea, and tidy up the hall in a hurry. He respectfully invited Lu Qian and others to take their seats, and then he very attentively closed the hall door and stood guard at the door.

But Lu Qian was in no mood to pay attention, and his performance was seen by a blind man.

Inside the hall, Lu Qian listened to the sound of rain hitting the roof, his whole body tensed, and his hands clenched on his knees.

"Among the fourth generation of uncles and uncles of the Yunshan Sect, Uncle Hao Qiuguang failed to survive the golden elixir tribulation and passed away, while the others died of old age."

"Junior Brother Hao, don't you have the Fortune Fire Pill?!" Lu Qian roared suddenly.

Zhao Kongque lowered his head: "Of course there are, but Uncle Hao is unlucky and encountered the seventh level of heavenly tribulation, and his own cultivation is a little bit worse."

Jiang Qingfeng's body trembled, he bit his lips, and many memories flooded into his mind.

Really? Now, of Yunshan's fourth generation disciples, only Senior Brother Wang Yu, me, Junior Brother, and Tao Tao are left?
"My sect elder, Senior Brother Zheng Duan, achieved the Golden Elixir, and the whole sect celebrated." Zhao Kongque paused, "But not long after, a cultivator's cave appeared in the cold river, and Senior Brother Zheng and others went to explore the treasure. As a result, he accidentally triggered a trap and died on the spot."

Lu Qian just felt a tightness in his chest. He stood up suddenly and wanted to yell to vent his anger.

The bad news came one after another, and even though he was in a happy state of mind, he felt it was unbearable at this moment.

Zheng Duan is a veteran who joined Yunshan when it was re-established. They have become like brothers along the way.

As an elder in charge of the Department of Foreign Affairs, he has made great contributions by traveling back and forth. He is also the air combat commander of the Yunshan faction and is very experienced in commanding airship operations.

Decades have passed, and I was looking forward to hearing good news from you, but what can I do?

The Han River originates in Qingzhou, flows southward across Beichui County and Junle County, and is called Huaishui when it reaches Dongping and Huaiyou. Along the way, many tributaries of varying sizes flow into it. The Lingsha River in Chongming County also flows into the Han River through underground water veins.

The water is vast and boundless, tens of thousands of miles long. It has given birth to countless lives and fed countless people on both sides of the river, but why did it swallow up a general like me in the depths of the river?

Jiang Qingfeng sighed sadly, and no one dared to speak. Even the most lively Yu Jiao, sensing Lu Qian's grief, closed his mouth and shrank to one side.

After a long time, Lu Qian said, "Kong Que, please continue and finish it all at once."

Zhao Kongque had no choice but to continue: "There are two more honorary elders. Elder Xu Yingcai also died due to a failed tribulation, and Elder Sun Hanjun died of old age."

"The father of Cui Linglong, the deacon of the Spiritual Medicine Hall, and the guest official Cui Shanyan, were killed in the zombie disaster that year."

"Master, everyone has his own destiny, and the road is dangerous. Over the past few decades, many disciples have naturally sacrificed or died for various reasons, but these are the only ones who are the backbone of our sect or have been recorded in the stories of heroes and models."

Lu Qian nodded slowly, then he sat down again somewhat stiffly, picked up the teacup, and then put it down gently.

"Peacock, let's talk about our partners and subordinate sects."

Zhao Kongque was worried when she heard this, and her eyes were a little evasive. She knew that if she continued to talk about one person's story, it would definitely make the head of the sect even more sad.

But Lu Qian waited quietly, and she had to say it.

"Master, among our fellow sect members, Zhou Chao, the former head of the Zhou family, failed in his calamity escape and died."

Lu Qian's body shook, he opened his mouth and looked at Zhao Kongque in a daze.

Zhao Kongque gritted his teeth and continued, "Even though I sent the Creation Fire Pill, Zhou Chao still failed to survive the Seventh Heavenly Tribulation. After his failure and before he died, he wrote a letter and sent it to my sect."

"The headmaster was deeply moved after reading the letter, and included it in the reading material, which all spirit seedlings must learn and recite. I also recited it back then, and I can still remember it clearly now."

"That letter is written to you."

Lu Qian took a deep breath, suppressed his turbulent emotions, and motioned Zhao Kongque to read to him.

Zhao Kongque recited word by word in a low voice: "The Yuqing Zhou family was originally a small clan that established the foundation of Chongming. Unfortunately, the family suffered from internal strife and was doomed to destruction."

The dark-skinned man seemed to be standing in front of Lu Qian again.

He was smiling and speaking slowly to Lu Qian.

Sect Leader Lu.

The Yuqing Zhou family was originally a small clan that laid the foundation for the Chongming Dynasty. Unfortunately, the family suffered from internal strife and was on the verge of destruction. God took pity on them and sent you to save the crisis.

That day you struck 1,800 miles away, intimidated and subdued the three factions, and lifted the siege of Yuqing Mountain. Later, when I was most desperate, you descended from the sky, united the remaining troops, led the people to raid Bichao Mountain, set an ambush and killed the enemy chief, not only reestablished Yunshan, but also allowed my family to return to Yuqing and rebuild the clan. Whenever I think of all the kindness you have shown me, I can't help but shed tears of gratitude.

Later, I witnessed with my own eyes that you led the Yunshan Sect to form alliances, resisted the Li Yuan Sect in the north, and resisted the Xuanguang Sect in the south; you conquered left and right, first conquered Lingsha City, and then occupied Mianlong Mountain. The Yunshan Sect rose like a comet in the northwest of Cangzhou, and your reputation was sung everywhere. When the forbidden sect was in chaos, you saved the entire Cangzhou with your own strength. Such a feat, you are the only one in the world!
Our Zhou family also grew rapidly and became rich and powerful because of Yunshan, until we moved east to Junle and became the subordinate sect of Yunshan Sect. Our glory began from then on, and all the Zhou family members were grateful and willing to die for us.

Sect Leader Lu, I was shocked to hear that you suddenly disappeared amidst the chaos of corpses, but I believe more than anyone else that you will definitely return. You will definitely return.

You will create miracles one after another like you did before, and lead all those who believe in you towards a brighter tomorrow.

Sadly, I won’t be able to see this day.

Before we part, I can't see you again or have another drink with you. What a pity! What a pity!
I only wish you a smooth journey and good luck, and I hope the Yunshan sect will prosper forever.

The Zhou family will never let you down, and will never let Yunshan down for generations!
Zhou Chao, last work.

At this moment, brilliant rays of light were gathering at the border of Cangzhou. Not only the disciples of Yunshan, but also the cultivators of various sects of Chongming Alliance, even Xuanwei Sect, Lingshou Sect, and Qinglian Zhenzong quickly sent envoys.

All the Yuanying and Jindan in Yunshan were overjoyed and shouted loudly, full of joy. The head of the Zhou family, Changji Zhenren Zhou Yuan, also had a big smile on his face and was stepping forward to greet them.

It was lively and joyful. (End of this chapter)