No abstraction, no cultivation

Chapter 131: Mountain Gate Bell
"Junior brother!" Zi Geng asked Xu Shun while controlling the flying boat: "What happened to the fairy world? Is the ancestor coming back?"

Xu Shun looked at the flying boat and asked, "Brother, you often drive Didi. Do you know the owner of this flying boat?"

Hearing Xu Shun talking about the flying boat, Zi Geng sighed and said, "I heard others call him Lao Zhang. Just now, he looked familiar and he gave me a friendly price, so we boarded his boat."

"I never thought..."

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, he was possessed by someone else.

The world is unpredictable, with natural disasters and man-made disasters, life and death are just a matter of moments, and the same is true for monks.

"Then when we get to Qingyun Market, we'll find his family and return this flying boat to them," said Xu Shun.

A flying boat is not cheap, not to mention there is cargo on board.

"It should be so!" Zigeng nodded.

Xu Shun looked at Zi Geng, then at Zi Yun who was drinking beside him and said, "I heard someone say that the Immortal Realm has undergone a drastic change, and the ancestors may have to return to the Immortal Cultivation Realm."

"..."

Neither of them said anything after hearing this.

Although Xu Shun used the words "I heard from others" and "maybe", he was looking at the black crack in the sky and the bald donkey just now.

Everyone knows that the return of the founder is almost inevitable!

If someone had said this to him before, he would have thought that person was out of his mind. How could the immortal come back?

Now...

Zi Geng felt unhappy and couldn't help but express it.

After a while, they could see Qingyun Market from afar. Zi Geng suddenly said, "Junior Brother Zi Cai, Junior Sister Zi Yun! Such a big change means both good news and bad news for us."

"Do you want to know?"

"Hmm? Any good news?" Xu Shun asked, "Why don't you tell me the bad news first?"

"The bad news is that the world of immortal cultivation is in chaos." Zi Geng said frankly.

The world of immortal cultivation has a vast territory and numerous sects. Over tens of thousands of years, a stable structure has been formed and they will not easily fight for a few resources.

Originally, the famous and upright sects in the world of immortal cultivation each had their own sphere of influence and kept their distance from each other.

For example, the Qinghua School and the Taixuan Sect.

Both sects control thousands of miles of territory and issue their own currencies. There will be friction only when the core interests of the two sects are damaged. Otherwise, most of the time, they discuss and solve the problem.

Making a big fuss over a small problem doesn't even cover the cost!

But the arrival of the exiled immortal changed this situation.

Will the banished immortals abide by the rules of the immortal cultivation world?
Will the banished immortals watch the big sects in the world of immortal cultivation eat meat while they starve?
No, it won't.

Therefore, the world of immortal cultivation will inevitably be in chaos.

"What's the good news?" Ziyun said, "If you have any good news, just tell us. Don't keep us in suspense!"

"The good news is..." Zi Geng said strangely, "Our Qinghua Sect seems to have become stronger."

you do not say!

Now, just by saying the name of Qinghua Patriarch, the bald monk's attitude changed 180 degrees from arrogant to respectful.

What will happen if the master really comes back?
They are truly the direct descendants of the Immortal Emperor!

“…To become an immortal, one actually needs background and support. It’s really…” Xu Shun didn’t know what to say.

It always feels so abstract.

"Isn't that great?" Zi Geng winked and said, "When you go out in the future, just say the name of the ancestor. Anyone who doesn't respond to the name of the ancestor must not be a banished immortal!"

"..."

"6." Xu Shun gestured. As he was speaking, the flying boat, under the control of Zi Geng, landed in the Tingzhou area of ​​Qingyun Market.

Ziyun and the others got off the boat, while Xu Shun and Zigeng returned the flying boat to the relatives and friends of the owner of the boat.

The owner of the flying boat was not named Zhang, but Zhang Congsheng.

He is from Nanling and comes from the Zhang family, a family of spiritual practitioners.

When he was young, Zhang Congsheng was also a little genius in spiritual practice, but as he got older, his practice gradually slowed down.

Especially in the Dragon and Tiger Stage, it was quite difficult to cultivate. Then one day, Zhang Congsheng got married and started a business, and no longer pursued the Great Dao. He just refined a flying boat and came to Qingyun Market to run a flying boat.

Unexpectedly, I died in a foreign land.

The person who took over Zhang Congsheng's flying boat was Zhang Congsheng's cousin.

As for what will happen to Feizhou later, what about Zhang Congsheng’s family?
Xu Shun didn't know that he really couldn't care less.

He only knew that every person he met in this world was a living person with his or her own story, not just a code name or a name.

Zi Geng retrieved his shuttle, looked at the dazed Xu Shun, patted Xu Shun on the shoulder and said, "Junior brother! If you see a suitable store in Qingyun Market in the future, tell me!"

"What are you doing?" Xu Shun asked.

"Open a chess and card room!" Zi Geng said as a matter of course.

"No, the ancestors have all returned, and the world of immortal cultivation is in chaos. Why are you still opening a chess and card room?" Xu Shun asked.

"Even if the sky falls tomorrow, it won't affect our playing cards today!" Zi Geng said as a matter of course: "Junior brother, you are confused."

"We monks value freedom and unfetteredness! We should not be disturbed by external things!"

"Besides, if the sky falls, don't we still have our master, our grandmaster, and our ancestors to hold it up?"

It seems to make sense. No matter what happens tomorrow, we should just live today as usual!
We can’t just ignore today because of tomorrow’s things!
"Okay! If there is a suitable shop in Qingyun Market, I will tell you!" Xu Shun said helplessly to Zi Geng.

He is now the guard of Qingyun Market, so he naturally knows more about vacant shops and market prices than Zigeng.

No matter what happens tomorrow, we should just live today as usual. There is always a bit of... self-deception!

"Okay! Then I'll go back first! Come to think of it, I haven't driven Didi for several days!" Zi Geng waved and said goodbye to Xu Shun: "A beautiful day starts with driving Didi!"

"..."

You are full of rhymes, why don’t you take the postgraduate entrance examination!
Xu Shun also waved to Xu Shun, turned around and returned to his residence in the office, ready to start practicing.

The world is changing and becoming abstract, so he needs to practice well.

Just then he heard a buzzing sound and the sound of a bell.

Not only him, but Zi Geng who was not far away also heard it.

Not only Zi Geng, but also all the Qinghua sect monks in Qingyun Market heard the bell.

Xu Shun took out his jade token and saw that the jade token, which was originally as white as mutton fat, had turned slightly red, and the jade token also emitted a bell sound one after another.

This is the Qinghua Sect’s way of urgently summoning disciples!

When the bell rings, the disciples of Qinghua Sect must return to the mountain gate as soon as possible!

Xu Shun had only seen it in books and never thought that he would be able to experience it in person.

"Let's go! Junior brother!" Zi Geng moved as fast as the wind, came over quickly, pulled Xu Shun and said, "Get on my shuttle, let's go back to the mountain gate!"

They are going back to Qinghua Sect again.

"If I had known, I wouldn't have come back so soon!"

"That's what I thought!"

(End of this chapter)