When Wang Jiuling brought Wang Chongyang back to the Guo family mansion, it truly shocked Guo Jing for ten thousand years.

The saint on the statue of the patriarch of Chongyang Palace, the long-deceased patriarch Chongyang, is now standing alive in front of me.

Guo Jing already respected Ma Yu and the Quanzhen School. Wang Chongyang was the founder of the Quanzhen School and a hero who fought against the Jin Dynasty. Guo Jing felt extremely fortunate to have met him.

If Wang Chongyang hadn't said he didn't want to be ostentatious, Guo Jing would have wanted to set up ten or eight tables at the Guo residence.

"There's no need for that! You are a great hero who defended Xiangyang. I am merely older than you by a few years, and I am not worthy of such praise."

Wang Chongyang always held chivalrous people in high esteem.

Guo Jing immediately invited Wang Chongyang to stay at the Guo residence for a while.

Of course, there's also Master Yideng, who was equally respected by Guo Jing, and Li Daoxuan, who can also be considered Guo Jing's senior brother.

This made Guo Jing so happy he was dizzy with joy.

Lian Dao Wang Jiuling gave him a huge surprise!

Just then, Hong Qigong and other martial arts figures also returned from Fancheng.

Wang Chongyang would certainly not meet with other martial arts figures to avoid trouble, but Hong Qigong was a different story.

Hong Qigong was dumbfounded. What? Wang Chongyang is alive?

He could hardly believe it, thinking that Guo Jing and Wang Jiuling were lying to him.

But when he actually met Wang Chongyang and Master Yideng, he was speechless for a moment.

How many years has it been? How many years has it been since he last saw Wang Chongyang?

That Central Divine Power who has already passed away!

"Master Chongyang! It's been such a long time! You've truly made this old beggar feel..."

He was completely unaware that the wine gourd in Hong Qigong's hand had fallen to the ground.

In the entire world, only Wang Chongyang could shock him like this.

Wang Chongyang, Master Yideng, and Hong Qigong distanced themselves from the noise and other people.

Gathered together to reminisce, sharing stories of the past years, we were filled with emotion.

Hong Qigong only then realized that Wang Chongyang's faked death and the reason for it were actually to further improve his Innate Skill.

This made Hong Qigong sigh, "As expected of Chongyang Zhenren, as expected of the number one in the world back then!"

"I never imagined we'd meet again! Who would believe it?"

Time waits for no one! We're all getting old!

Hong Qigong sighed deeply, finally suppressing some of the shock in his heart.

They talked about the heroes' gathering that took place more than half a year ago.

"If the martial arts world of the Central Plains knew that you, the Central Divine, were still alive, I'm afraid the martial arts alliance leader they would elect wouldn't be this old beggar like me!"

Hong Qigong is right. Who would disagree with the Central Divine?

Wang Chongyang simply smiled and shook his head, gazing at the distant sky with a leisurely voice.

"It's no longer my turn to do these things. I just want to return to Zhongnan Mountain and see my disciple one last time."

Let me see what I want to see next.

"Fallen leaves return to their roots."

Wang Chongyang spoke in a calm tone, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

Master Yideng and Hong Qigong turned around at the same time.

Their eyes were filled with surprise, and they realized that there was a deeper meaning in Wang Chongyang's words.

"Master Chongyang! You?"

Hong Qigong looked into Wang Chongyang's eyes and thought that the latter's eyes were full of spirit and energy, so why was he saying such discouraging things?

The air in the courtyard remained silent for a long time before Master Yideng finally broke the silence.

His gaze towards Wang Chongyang slowly shifted from surprise to understanding, and he murmured to himself:

"Having shed its form, it has gone far away into the clouds, yet the crane's shadow remains in the mortal world."

Master Yideng clasped his hands together, but a smile appeared on his face.

"Amitabha, so that's how it is... so that's how it is! The true man has finally achieved perfection, I admire him greatly."

Wang Chongyang smiled and nodded, without saying anything more.

Hong Qigong paused for a moment, shook his head, picked up the wine jug, and took a swig...

...

On the other side, the backyard garden.

Wang Jiuling and Cheng Ying, who had returned from Fancheng, stood side by side in the pavilion.

Having not seen each other for more than half a year, the two did not share the same tender feelings and affection as Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu.

Cheng Ying's smile never faded, and Wang Jiuling seemed to have finally waited for something.

Feelings are a strange thing; if two people are truly compatible, they will like each other from the very first glance.

Needless to say.

Cheng Ying recounted her experiences over the past six months, and only then did Wang Jiuling learn that when he had just left, news came from Zhongnan Mountain that Ma Yu had fallen ill.

Zhen Zhibing and the others rushed back. Fortunately, Ma Yu was not seriously injured. However, after recovering from his illness, he completely relinquished his position as the leader of the Quanzhen Sect.

The new leader of the Quanzhen School is now Zhen Zhibing.

However, news came a few days ago that Mongolian spies were mostly active in the vicinity of Zhongnan Mountain.

The Quanzhen Sect summoned its disciples who were away to return and discuss the matter together, so Wang Jiuling did not see them in Xiangyang City.

Cheng Ying stayed in Xiangyang. It wasn't convenient for her to go to the Quanzhen Sect, so she waited for Wang Jiuling to return.

Wang Jiuling also told Cheng Ying about his experiences over the past six months.

"Everything went smoothly; it was a close call."

Now that I've returned, it's time to return to the Quanzhen Sect. I promised to give you an explanation, and it's time to fulfill that promise.

As Wang Jiuling spoke, Cheng Ying was not surprised, but simply agreed softly.

With trust, there will be no worries.

"Little girl! What's your name?"

An aged voice sounded from behind, startling Wang Jiuling. He turned around and found Wang Chongyang standing not far behind him.

This is simply outrageous! Wang Jiuling's martial arts skills are so good that he can't even hear the footsteps of his master?

Cheng Ying didn't know who the person was and didn't want to cause trouble for Wang Jiuling, so she instinctively tried to stay away, but Wang Jiuling grabbed her hand.

When Cheng Ying looked up, she saw that Wang Jiuling was initially surprised, but quickly regained his composure.

He pulled Cheng Ying along and slowly walked to Wang Chongyang to perform a grand salute.

Wang Chongyang was surprised to see the two holding hands.

"Jiuling, you..."

"Master! Your disciple..." Wang Jiuling had already made up his mind before going to the Western Regions and no longer avoided this matter.

Now that the time has come, he naturally won't hide it anymore.

So he began to tell her about his relationship with Cheng Ying. "Master, her name is Cheng Ying."

Cheng Ying was very clever and understood the meaning behind Wang Jiuling's words, so she stayed quietly by Wang Jiuling's side.

Wang Jiuling thought that Patriarch Chongyang might be angry.

After all, he was different from Yang Guo. Although Yang Guo was his disciple, he had long since left Quanzhen Sect, so this was nothing to him.

Wang Jiuling himself was different.

To his surprise, Wang Chongyang's first reaction was not to blame him for violating the sect rules, but to look at Cheng Ying in astonishment.

"What's your name? Cheng Ying?"

Wang Chongyang looked at the girl in front of him.

Wang Jiuling shared the same surname as himself, and the girl's name also contained the character "Ying".

Wang Chongyang, Lin Chaoying.

Wang Jiuling, Cheng Ying...

Wang Chongyang had recently recalled his regrets from back then because of Yang Guo and Xiaolongnü.

I finally managed to suppress the sadness in my heart.

Unexpectedly, I was plunged into memories again, and this time the sense of immersion was even stronger!

"You brat! Are you trying to reopen old wounds on my conscience?" Wang Chongyang looked at Wang Jiuling and finally couldn't help but curse.

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