Immortality Cultivation: I can use my clansmen’s energy and blood to add points.

The three of them had made their plan, so they didn't delay any longer and quietly left Qingyun Market, embarking on the journey back to the sect headquarters.

The Qingyun Mountains are rolling and full of spiritual energy. The closer you get to the main peak, the higher the concentration of spiritual energy. Along the way, Luo Qingchen and the other two also encountered several waves of Qingyun Sect disciples who were out on missions or returning to the sect.

When these disciples saw Luo Qingchen and the other two, they all showed some surprise and scrutiny. After all, Luo Qingchen had made a big splash in the entrance competition, and then he also shined in the sect competition. He was a celebrity among the younger generation of disciples in Qingyun Sect. The news that he disappeared with Lin Wan'er and Su Xiaowan also caused a lot of commotion in the sect.

Now that the three people have "come back to life", it will naturally attract some attention.

However, most of the disciples only took a quick glance and did not stay for too long. The atmosphere in Qingyun Sect was indeed a bit tense now. Everyone was worried about their own safety and no one had much time to pay attention to other people's affairs.

Luo Qingchen was also happy to be alone, he didn't want to cause any trouble before arriving at the sect.

After walking for about half a day, we saw a burned-out village ahead, with broken walls, charred wooden beams, and a faint smell of blood and burnt wood in the air.

"This place... seems to be Zhangjia Village, which is affiliated with our Qingyun Sect." Su Xiaowan looked at the miserable scene in front of her, her voice trembling. She remembered that she had passed by here when she went down the mountain with her master before, and the people in the village were very simple and warm.

Luo Qingchen and Lin Wan'er looked solemn. Judging from the traces, the attack here should not have been too long, no more than three to five days at most.

"Was it those men in black who did it?" Lin Wan'er asked softly.

Luo Qingchen walked into a relatively well-preserved house and examined it carefully. On one wall, he found a strange symbol carved with a sharp weapon. It looked like a twisted scorpion.

"This symbol..." Luo Qingchen frowned, he seemed to have seen a similar mark somewhere.

"Senior Brother Luo, look what this is?" Su Xiaowan picked up a piece of tattered black cloth from the ruins. The texture of the cloth was very special, with faint dark red lines on it.

Luo Qingchen took the cloth and examined it carefully. This cloth was somewhat similar to the clothes worn by the three demon cultivators who ambushed them outside Luoxia City, but it seemed different and more sophisticated.

"It seems that the attackers here are most likely those mysterious black-robed monks mentioned in the rumors." Luo Qingchen said in a deep voice, "They acted ruthlessly and left no one alive. Moreover, their goal is clear. It seems that they are targeting the affiliated forces of our Qingyun Sect."

Looking at the devastated scene, the three of them felt heavy-hearted. They had thought they were about to return to their safe home, but they had never expected that the sect was facing such a severe challenge.

"These bastards! How abominable!" Su Xiaowan's face turned red with anger.

"Let's hurry up." Luo Qingchen said, "Only by returning to the sect can we find out the truth of all this."

They quickened their pace and became more anxious.

In the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the clouds in the sky into a gorgeous orange-red color. The majestic and majestic Qingyun Gate finally appeared in the sight of the three people.

The towering mountain gate archway still had the three powerful characters "Qingyun Gate" engraved on it, exuding an ancient and majestic atmosphere. However, unlike in the past, the guards at the mountain gate were several times more than before, and all of them looked solemn, as if they were facing a powerful enemy.

In the wide square in front of the mountain gate, many temporary tents were set up, and monks dressed in various costumes came in and out from time to time. Many of them were not disciples of Qingyun Sect, but monks from various affiliated families. They all had a trace of anxiety and fatigue on their faces.

The entire Qingyun Sect was shrouded in a tense atmosphere as if a storm was about to come.

"Finally... I'm back." Su Xiaowan looked at the familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar mountain gate, her eyes slightly red.

Lin Wan'er's heart was also full of emotions. After being away from home for a long time, she finally set foot on this familiar land again.

Luo Qingchen took a deep breath, his eyes determined. No matter how many difficulties and obstacles there were ahead, he was back to help the sect overcome the difficulties.

The three of them tidied their appearance and walked towards the mountain gate.

"Stop! Who are you? Tell me your name!" When several inner disciples guarding the mountain gate saw Luo Qingchen and the other two approaching, they immediately shouted sternly, and the long swords in their hands were slightly unsheathed, full of vigilance.

Luo Qingchen took out his identity jade card from his bosom and said loudly: "Outer disciple Luo Qingchen, along with fellow disciples Lin Wan'er and Su Xiaowan, have returned from training and request to enter the mountain!"

The disciples guarding the mountain were all stunned when they heard this.

"Luo Qingchen? Which Luo Qingchen?" a disciple asked suspiciously.

"Is he the Luo Qingchen who won first place in the entrance competition, and later shined in the smaller competition, and then disappeared together with Senior Sister Lin and Junior Sister Su?" Another disciple seemed to remember something and looked at Luo Qingchen and the other two in surprise.

The disappearance of Luo Qingchen and others was considered a big deal in the sect. After all, the three of them were the best among the younger generation, especially Luo Qingchen, who was favored by many elders.

"You...you haven't already..." A disciple realized that something was wrong halfway through his words and quickly shut up.

Luo Qingchen smiled slightly: "Luckily I am not dead, and now I am back safely."

At this moment, a slightly sarcastic voice came from the side: "Humph, you have been missing for so long, who knows what you have done outside? The sect is in trouble now, we can't let just anyone in."

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a young man wearing the clothes of an elite inner sect disciple and with an arrogant face, walking slowly towards them. There were also several disciples following behind him, with him vaguely leading the way.

Luo Qingchen recognized this man. His name was Sun Haoran. He was the grandson of a powerful elder in the inner sect. He relied on his family background to act arrogantly in the sect. He was somewhat similar to Fang Hao.

It seems that there are quite a few playboys in Qingyun Sect, Luo Qingchen thought to himself.

A new storm seemed to be brewing quietly before stepping into the mountain gate.

The appearance of Sun Haoran made the atmosphere at the mountain gate, which had been somewhat relaxed, tense again. His sarcastic tone, as well as the undisguised contempt and scrutiny when he looked at Luo Qingchen and the other two, showed that he was not friendly. "Senior Brother Sun." When several mountain guarding disciples saw Sun Haoran, they bowed and saluted in a respectful manner. Obviously, Sun Haoran was quite powerful among the inner disciples.

Sun Haoran just nodded casually to the disciples guarding the mountain, but his eyes were always fixed on Luo Qingchen, with a playful smile on his lips: "Luo Qingchen? I have some impression of this name. I heard that you were also a famous figure in your time, but it's a pity that you were unlucky and disappeared early. Why, now that you can't make it out there, you want to come back to the sect to beg for food?"

His words were extremely harsh, and it was obvious that he was trying to intimidate Luo Qingchen.

Upon hearing this, Su Xiaowan's eyebrows immediately raised, her eyes widened, and she took a step forward to get angry: "How can you talk like that! Our Senior Brother Luo..."

Luo Qingchen reached out to stop her, shook his head slightly, and told her to be patient. Then, he looked at Sun Haoran, his expression calm, without any ripples: "Brother Sun, you are joking. The three of us are all disciples of Qingyun Sect. We have experienced many life-threatening situations before we were able to return to the sect. Now that the sect is in trouble, we should do our best to help. How can we beg for food?"

His words were neither humble nor arrogant, and were flawless, which made it difficult for Sun Haoran to vent all the sarcasm he had prepared.

Sun Haoran's face darkened slightly, and he snorted coldly: "You speak better than you sing! Who knows if you have done anything that would damage the interests of the sect during the time you were missing? Now is an extraordinary period, and anyone with an unknown origin must be strictly interrogated!"

He emphasized the words "unknown origin", obviously including Luo Qingchen and the other two in this category.

"What do you mean, Senior Brother Sun?" Lin Wan'er's cold voice sounded, her phoenix eyes filled with murderous intent as she stared at Sun Haoran. "The three of us all have our sect's jade tokens as proof of our identities, so how can we say that our origins are unknown? Could it be that Senior Brother Sun wants to abuse his power to take revenge?"

Sun Haoran felt a little uncomfortable under Lin Wan'er's sharp gaze, but he relied on his family background and status in the sect and said firmly: "Humph, the identity jade card may not explain everything! Who knows if your jade card is forged, or if you encountered something unclean outside, had your mind controlled by someone, and came back to be a spy!"

"You!" Su Xiaowan's face turned red with anger. If Luo Qingchen hadn't held her back, she would have probably rushed up to argue with Sun Haoran.

"Sun Haoran, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want." Luo Qingchen's voice suddenly turned cold. "The three of us are loyal to the sect, and heaven and earth can bear witness to that. If you dare to slander us again, don't blame me for not considering our friendship!"

As he spoke, a fierce aura emanated from Luo Qingchen. Although he tried to suppress it, the pressure from the middle stage of the Golden Core still made Sun Haoran and several disciples behind him change their expressions slightly.

Sun Haoran was also shocked. He didn't expect that the long-missing Luo Qingchen had also entered the Golden Core Stage, and judging from his aura, he seemed to be even stronger than himself! He himself had only just broken through to the early Golden Core Stage not long ago.

However, thinking that his grandfather was the powerful elder of the inner sect, Sun Haoran became more confident. He shouted fiercely: "What? You want to fight? This is the mountain gate of Qingyun Sect! If you dare to act wildly here, believe it or not, I will report you to the Law Enforcement Hall immediately and punish you for causing trouble at the mountain gate!"

Just when the two sides were on the verge of a fight and the atmosphere was extremely tense, an old and majestic voice suddenly came from the mountain gate:

"Haoran, don't be rude! Since nephew Luo and the others are back, let them in."

As the words fell, an old man in a green Taoist robe, with white hair and a youthful face, and an immortal-like demeanor, walked slowly out of the mountain gate, surrounded by several disciples.

As soon as this old man appeared, the atmosphere around him suddenly became solemn. Both Sun Haoran and the disciples guarding the mountain bowed and saluted with respectful expressions.

"Meet Elder Qin!"

Luo Qingchen, Lin Wan'er, and Su Xiaowan were also moved. This elder Qin, named Qin Mingyuan, was a senior elder of the inner sect of Qingyun Sect. He was in charge of the sect's disciples' training and external affairs. He was fair and had great prestige in the sect. Luo Qingchen had received his guidance several times in the past.

When Sun Haoran saw Elder Qin coming out, the arrogance on his face immediately subsided a lot, but he still defended himself somewhat unwillingly: "Grandpa Qin, these people have been missing for a long time and suddenly came back. I am not worried about them..."

"Okay, I understand what you're thinking." Qin Mingyuan waved his hand, interrupting him, and then cast his gaze towards Luo Qingchen and the other two. A complex look flashed in his eyes, with both relief and inquiry. "Luo Qingchen, Lin Wan'er, Su Xiaowan, I never thought that you three little guys could actually come back alive. You've suffered so much over the years."

His tone was gentle, and full of the care of an elder for his juniors, which made Luo Qingchen and the other two feel a little warm in their hearts.

"Thank you Elder Qin for your concern. Fortunately, we have fulfilled our mission and returned safely." Luo Qingchen bowed.

Qin Mingyuan nodded slightly, his eyes sweeping over the three people one by one. When his eyes fell on Bai Ling'er in Lin Wan'er's arms, a barely perceptible light flashed in his eyes, but soon returned to normal.

"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back." Qin Mingyuan said with emotion, "The sect is in a turbulent time right now. Your return at this time is also a great help to the sect. Come in first. If there is anything, we can talk about it after we return to the sect."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the mountain gate.

Seeing that Elder Qin had spoken, Sun Haoran, although still indignant, did not dare to say anything more. He could only glare at Luo Qingchen fiercely, and then reluctantly gave way.

Luo Qingchen and the other two followed Elder Qin Mingyuan and finally entered the Qingyun Sect's mountain gate, which they had not visited for a long time.

Entering the mountain gate, the three of them felt their hearts sink at the sight before them.

The serene and peaceful sect scene in my memory no longer exists. Instead, there is a solemn and tense atmosphere.

On the mountain path, you can often see disciples walking in a hurry, most of them with serious expressions and frowns. The scenes of laughter and frolicking in the past have long disappeared without a trace.

The number of patrolling disciples along the way was several times greater than before, and each of them wore shiny helmets and armor, held magical weapons in their hands, and scanned the surroundings vigilantly.

Some important palaces and areas were even placed under heavy restrictions, emitting a dangerous aura.

"Elder Qin, what happened to the sect?" Su Xiaowan couldn't help but ask in a low voice. She felt that the Qingyun Sect was like a volcano that could erupt at any time.

Qin Mingyuan paused for a moment after hearing this, and sighed, "It's a long story. To put it simply, it's internal and external troubles that came together."

As he walked, he briefly recounted to Luo Qingchen and the other two what had happened in the sect recently.

The situation was not much different from what Luo Qingchen had found out in the market, and was even more serious. (End of this chapter)