Chapter 853: Scenes From the Old Times (Fourth Update)

When Xiao Chen, Zi Yuan and others returned to Wu Yu Tian, ​​it was already completely dark. Xiao Chen suddenly stopped and looked at Zi Yuan and the others and said, "You guys go back."

"Your Majesty...are you not going back?"

Zi Yuan turned around and looked at Xiao Chen motionlessly, wondering if he was going to look for Miss Luo Die again...

Xiao Chen took a deep breath and looked in the direction of Xian Yuan Zhong Tu, which was the direction of Xuan Qing Mountain. Zi Yuan understood something and said no more.

"Also, tell Wei Yang to rest well these days and not to worry about anything. Just listen to Shen Jing's arrangements for everything."

"Your Majesty, rest assured, I will definitely convey your message. "

"Well..."

Xiao Chen nodded slightly, stepped on his feet, and flew away with the wind. In an instant, he disappeared in the vast twilight.

Three days later, he returned to Ning Village. Today, Ning Village has long been deserted, with only ruins, weeds and thorns all over the ground, and tall and short earthen graves behind the village.

"Mother, I'm back..."

It seems that nothing has changed in the room. There is still half a piece of unwoven cloth on the spinning machine, but it is covered with dust and cobwebs.

The table and stools in the main room are still neatly arranged, and there are still two bowls and two pairs of chopsticks. Mother must be waiting for her to go back for dinner...

"It's still early. How many years older is Erniu next door than you? He has a family now, how about you? You are either running up and down the mountain or fighting with others all day long. If you continue like this, which girl will look at you in the future? I will take out my savings and buy a house in the city, so that you can marry in style. "

"I won't go."

"Why not?"

"I won't go, I won't get married."

"What do you want to do?"

"I want to cultivate immortality!"

"Why cultivate immortality when there is nothing wrong?"

"When I learn the magic of Xuanqing Sect, I will beat Zhao Wangsun to the ground and make him unable to get up!"

...

It seemed that he saw the shadows in the house again. Xiao Chen stretched out his hand, and those shadows disappeared in an instant. It turned out that there was nothing, but tears wet his eyes and blurred his vision. There was nothing in the house.

"Mother, I'm sorry..."

"If I had known, I wouldn't cultivate immortality..."

"If I had known, I would have listened to you..."

The moonlight was as cold as frost, and it only shone on a sad person.

Xiao Chen came to the grave behind the house. The weeds on the grave seemed to have just been removed, and there were traces of cleaning in front of the grave. He had not been back for a long time. I think... only Qianyu Nishang would come here.

At this moment, Xiao Chen's heart suddenly felt empty. His mind recalled that year when he and Qianyu Nishang went home to see A Niang. He still remembered the smile on A Niang's face that day...

At this moment, he looked at the words on the tombstone, motionless, for a long time.

Even if he became a saint, what's the use? Can he bring A Niang back to life...

He closed his eyes.

I'm sorry, A Niang, I haven't been able to avenge you yet...

Maybe A Niang doesn't want him to take revenge, maybe A Niang just wants him to live well, get married, and have children...

This is the smallest wish of a mortal mother.

The night seemed to be a little deeper and colder, like a huge shadow, trapping him inside and unable to get out.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiao Chen slowly opened his eyes. At this moment, he suddenly felt an abnormal spiritual power fluctuation. Although it was very subtle, he also felt it. It came from the Seven Peaks of Xuanqing.

He slowly withdrew his breath and walked outside with his mind focused. As for the Seven Peaks of Xuanqing, he naturally knew that there was a spiritual vein under the Seven Peaks of Xuanqing.

It was not equivalent to the Eye of the Spiritual Vein. The spiritual vein under the Xuanqing Mountain was a real spiritual vein. As long as the Seven Peaks of Xuanqing were still here, it would be impossible to move the spiritual vein. Therefore, the spiritual energy of the Five Realms of Xianyuan would never be exhausted.

The Seven Peaks of Xuanqing were arranged in the order of the Big Dipper, and the positions were exactly the same. It was really hard to imagine that such a clever seven peaks would be naturally formed here. It seemed more like an ancient formation...

But just at that moment, Xiao Chen felt a trace of abnormal spiritual power fluctuation. Could it be that there was something wrong with the Seven Peaks of Xuanqing?

With doubts, he slowly approached, but the restrictions of Xuanqing Mountain were so heavy that he could not imagine it. Even though he was very familiar with this place before, and even though his cultivation was no longer the same as before, if he went up the mountain from the main gate, he would definitely be noticed by the Seven Masters of Xuanqing.

But he knew there was a place that would not be noticed by the people of Xuanqing Sect.

After an incense stick, he quietly came to the bottom of Xuanqing Back Mountain. There was a small path here, leading to Pingyang Peak. There was no restriction. He accidentally discovered it when he escaped from it.

Soon, Xiao Chen passed through this path and returned to Pingyang Peak. Even though more than 30 years had passed, every plant and tree here seemed to have remained unchanged.

Looking at the old scene of the past, Xiao Chen couldn't tell what he felt at the moment. The small house he lived in in the past had long been dilapidated. It seemed that no one had been there for all these years and it had been sealed by the three elders.

I still remember that when he first came to Pingyang Peak, he thought it was so big, but this place was actually just the entrance of Xuanqing Sect, a small mountain peak, not even as good as the outer sects of other sects. Maybe they recruit people from Pingyang Peak. Maybe in a hundred years, one or two geniuses will be spotted by the Seven Lords and they will not be left behind.

Further up, there are the three peaks of Yangguan, "Jianjian Peak", "Medicine Refining Peak" and "Wu Nian Peak". Perhaps these three peaks can barely be regarded as the outer gate of Xuanqing Sect. The real Xuanqing Sect is It's Qifeng. If you come down from Qifeng, even if you're just a disciple, the elders like Xuan Guan and Yang Guan below will have to be polite.

But even so, Xiao Chen felt at the time that the three peaks of Yangguan were out of reach. Now he only needs a little breath to teleport to those three peaks. The three peaks of Yangguan are actually very small and far out of reach. Compared with the Xuanqing Seven Peaks, they can only be regarded as three short hillsides below the Xuanqing Seven Peaks.

Before coming up, Xiao Chen had already collected all his breath. At this moment, with his spiritual consciousness, he saw the three elders Yun Qing, Zhai Mo, and Wan Yan in the elders' pavilion. The candlelight in the room was flickering, and the brows of the three people could be vaguely seen. The three of them sighed, not knowing what they were worried about.

Xiao Chen swept his consciousness again and went to the medicine refining peak in Yangguan. In the alchemy room, a fat-headed middle-aged man kept fanning the fire and carefully guarded the elixirs inside with his true energy. But in the end, the alchemy furnace still emitted black smoke, and he hurriedly went to uncover the alchemy furnace. Unexpectedly, the alchemy furnace exploded, and his face was smoked like a burnt pancake.

But the next moment, I saw him finding a black elixir from the broken elixir furnace. His face was overjoyed and he shouted excitedly outside, "Master, Master! I succeeded! I finally made the Ziying Dan..." …”

Immediately afterwards, I saw an old man in purple hurriedly running in from outside. When the old man saw the scene in the room, his whole face seemed to turn into a pill furnace exploding on the ground. He kept beating his chest and stamping his feet, "Oh, feed my little ancestor, What are you doing, you, you, you, that’s all, it’s been almost thirty years, you really don’t have the talent for alchemy..."

"Ugh... Master, where did I go wrong again? Look, it's perfect. Although it's a little darker, you can still eat it after washing it..."

"You, you... you are not afraid of death, then you can eat it. Just don't let your sister come to trouble me again. Ouch, I owe you Zhao family in my previous life..."

This fat middle-aged man was none other than Zhao Wangsun back then. Thinking back to those days, he was only a few years older than Yichen. Now he has become a greasy middle-aged man. Although he has the help of pills, he has no spiritual roots. It's useless no matter how much you cultivate your roots, let alone have an everlasting appearance like his sister Zhao Ying'er.

Xiao Chen withdrew his consciousness, stepped on it with both feet, and instantly landed on another mountain. This is Wu Nian Peak, one of the three peaks of Yangguan.

He probed his consciousness into an attic and saw a young woman who looked to be in her mid-twenties sitting cross-legged in the room. She was wearing an apricot-yellow dress. Her face was covered with cold sweat, and she seemed to be making a breakthrough. Cultivation is hindered and seems very difficult.

This woman was none other than Huang Ying'er who lured Xiao Chen to Xuan Qingmen back then. She looked like fifteen or sixteen years old back then. Now, more than thirty years have passed. Although she doesn't look old, she still can't look like Qian Yu's colorful clothes and flowers. Like Weiyang and the others, no matter how many years have passed, their appearance remains unchanged.

Xiao Chen didn't expect that after so many years, her cultivation was still at the early stage of spiritual refining, far inferior to the Zhao Ying'er he had seen before.

At this moment, he couldn't help but recall the past. When he first came to Xuanqing, he didn't know anyone. He only knew this senior sister. Whenever he was bullied, he was always the first to think of this senior sister. I don't know how many years have passed. Is she being implicated because of her own affairs...

At this moment, Huang Ying'er is sitting in the room, trying hard to break through, but no matter what, she can't break through this level of cultivation. Maybe everyone's qualifications are limited, and she is destined to stay in Wu Nian Peak for the rest of her life, but she is unwilling to do so. , no matter how hard she tries, will it be of no use? She was unwilling to give in, she struggled extremely, and suffered...

The bright moon was in the sky outside, and the breeze was blowing through the leaves. Xiao Chen frowned slightly, and suddenly he pointed a finger, and a ray of green light flew silently into the pavilion, and pierced Huang Ying'er's eyebrows in an instant.

This ray of blue light was enough to enable her to achieve a breakthrough in cultivation, enough to enable her to achieve great success in cultivation within ten years.

Everyone has their own destiny. Tonight, Xiao Chen interfered with a person's destiny. In a sense, this was against the will of heaven.

But, have he done too many unnatural things in recent years? He gathers the power of spiritual veins everywhere to activate the ancient heaven-defying formation and change Weiyang's life. This is the most heaven-defying thing. Even if it is irreversible and wiped out, he has never been afraid...

In the room, Huang Ying'er opened her eyes like a flash of light. At that moment, her whole aura changed. The true energy in her body continued to flow. She could not break through the cultivation level for ten years. At that moment, she finally... A breakthrough, not only a breakthrough in cultivation, it even allowed her to rise to several minor realms in a row!

"what happened……"

At this moment, even she was surprised. A wisp of breeze blew in from the window. She seemed to sense something and rushed out of the house. However, outside the house, only the breeze stirred the shadows of the trees. There was no one outside the attic. nor……

"Just... was it him..."

Huang Yinger stared blankly outside the attic, but there was only the wind blowing and the shadows of trees swaying all over the ground. There was no one and no trace of anyone having been there. Looking up at the sky, there was only the lonely Big Dipper hanging high in the sky.