In the drizzle, a middle-aged man wearing a raincoat and a straw hat stood quietly in front of a lonely grave.
"Old Qin, I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, you would have been gone for so many years..."
"I'm sorry for you!"
"Heizi has been missing for a year. I searched the seven surrounding mountains and couldn't find him..."
Jiang Shuisheng is much older than a year ago, and has a lot more gray hair on his temples.
He stared at Qin Dashan's tombstone and couldn't help but feel a sore nose.
"I originally thought that after waiting for two years, I would make the decision to let my girl marry Heizi and forget about your worries, but now..."
"Why...."
"Girl is getting married. That boy is very good to our family. He will pick us up and take us to Daqing City later..."
"Old Qin, don't blame me..."
"I...are doing this all for the sake of my children..."
There was a look of guilt on his face that was difficult to conceal, and he was about to say something, but a middle-aged woman's call came from the village entrance in the distance.
"Don't worry, Old Qin, as long as I'm still alive, I will definitely help you find Heizi!"
"I want that brat to come back and kowtow to you!"
Jiang Shuisheng wiped the water drops on his cheeks, then turned and left.
The rain became heavier and heavier, and soon the lonely grave was hidden by the hazy mist.
After Jiang Shuisheng left, another person walked out of the woods nearby.
What was surprising was that the rainwater fell three feet away from him and was bounced to the side, as if a transparent barrier enveloped him.
This person is none other than Qin Shaoyou, who has been "missing" for more than a year.
White clouds and gray dogs, things change and stars change.
When he returned to his original home, he saw that the hut had collapsed and the yard was overgrown with weeds.
Later, he came to Qin Dashan's resting place, but unexpectedly met Jiang Shuisheng.
"Dad, I'm back..."
He called softly, just like in the old days.
Qin Shaoyou's eyes were moist.
When he came to this world, Qin Dashan was his only relative. It was only because of the hunting skills Qin Dashan taught him that he was able to embark on this extremely difficult road of cultivating immortality step by step.
Who said that if a person attains enlightenment, even chickens and dogs can ascend to heaven?
Even if he has the ability to move mountains and reclaim seas, so what?
Matters of life and death are still beyond his control.
He withdrew his spiritual power, and the rain suddenly drowned him.
"Dad, please forgive my child for being unfilial!"
He plopped down, knelt in front of the muddy tombstone, and kowtowed three times.
"I left in a hurry last time and didn't have time to say anything to you."
"When I come back this time, I'm here to say goodbye to you!"
"Now the child has condensed the spirit pool, entered the foundation-building realm, and became a true immortal cultivator."
"Thousands of years from now, even though the road to becoming an immortal will be long, I will always remember your kindness in raising me!"
Two lines of clear tears ran from the corners of his eyes, and instantly melted into the rain.
Qin Shaoyou knew that after this separation, he would never be able to come back here again.
Although Qin Dashan is only his adoptive father, he definitely treats him as his own!
This kind of love can never be let go.
Looking up and staring at the sky in the rain curtain, Qin Shaoyou couldn't help but have that question in his heart.
On the long road to immortality, this may be the answer he ultimately wants to find.
He took out the hunting knife that was broken into two pieces from his arms and stroked it gently several times.
"Dad, this knife has saved me several times. Now, let it accompany you instead of me!"
He dug up the soil in front of the tombstone with his hands, put all the broken blades in, and covered it with soil.
A few dazzling lights flashed in the sky, and then the rumbling thunder followed.
After the light passed, the boy's figure disappeared.
The rain continued to wash away, completely washing away his traces.
He left, just like last year in the rain.
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Yuan Lingzong.
Foreign sect.
The Ascension Conference is approaching.
Many of the disciples from the outer sect who went out to practice have returned to the sect in the past few days.
Su Wan resigned as the head of Taolinfang half a year ago and returned to the outer sect.
He was replaced by a young disciple who had just established his foundation ten years ago.
Rather than failing the trial this time and having to wait another hundred and twenty years, it is better to practice honestly, save contribution points, and participate in the next Immortal Ascension Conference sixty years later.
This is the thought of most disciples of the outer sect who have just established their foundation.
Although Jiangsu and Anhui appear to be only twenty-eight years old, they have actually been established for half a century.
Her strength is definitely at the forefront of the entire outer sect.
When she came back this time, she was obviously determined to snatch the places of the seven inner sect disciples.
As soon as she returned to the outer sect, she asked people if there was a casual cultivator named Qin Shaoyou who was recommended by Nangong You.
The answer was that there was indeed such a person, but the day after he arrived, he was punished by Nangong You and sent to the Wuyun Mountain Mine 800 miles away.
What is this?
Su Wan was speechless and helpless.
"I really don't know what Senior Brother Nangong is thinking..."
She was actually very optimistic about Qin Shaoyou, but since he was fined to go to the mine for a year, Qin Shaoyou was destined to miss the Immortal Ascension Conference.
At the mountain gate.
There were four outer sect disciples on patrol, the leader of whom was Zhao Moli.
"Senior Brother Zhao, do you think that boy named Qin can come back?"
"cut!"
"In my opinion, this guy is probably hiding in a cave and is afraid to come out, right?"
"That's right. He was only at the early stage of Qi Refining Realm a year ago. How could he possibly dig out three thousand low-grade spiritual stones..."
Several people laughed a few times, their words full of disdain.
At this time, a thin young disciple appeared at the gate of the mountain covered in dust.
His feet were muddy and his robes were in tatters. If he hadn't been holding a black outer sect disciple badge, Zhao Moli and others would have almost regarded him as a beggar.
This man's name is Wang Yang, and he has just returned from Taolinfang, one of the eighteenth sect of the foreign sect.
Taolinfang is more than five hundred miles away from here. Wang Yang is only in the middle stage of Qi Refining Realm and cannot control the air. He traveled thousands of miles to return to the sect.
The stone steps up the mountain were long, and he was already out of breath from exhaustion.
"stop!"
"For what?"
Zhao Moli and others appeared and blocked Wang Yang's way.
"Brothers, my name is Wang Yang and I am a disciple of the foreign sect. This is my belt."
He handed over the black wooden sign, and Zhao Moli took it and took a look.
"Wang Yang?"
Zhao Moli rolled his eyes and looked at him with a playful expression.
"You said your name is Wang Yang, are you Wang Yang?"
"Maybe it's the waist tag you picked up?"
Several people around him smiled knowingly and immediately lined up to stand behind Zhao Moli.
"this..."
Wang Yang was a little surprised.
"I am indeed Wang Yang!"
"My name and the time of joining the sect are recorded in the disciple book of the Deacon Hall. I entered the outer sect in the autumn of the 4301st year of the Yuanling calendar..."
"Senior brother, if you don't believe it, you can go check it out!"
Zhao Moli's expression changed slightly.
"Okay, let's just believe you first."
He chuckled lightly and said again:
"I am unfamiliar with you. You have been absent from the outer sect for so many years. Where have you been?"
"I have served in Taolinfang Danyuan Pavilion for ten years, and I came back specifically to attend the Immortal Ascension Conference today."
Wang Yang answered truthfully.
"Ascension Conference?!"
"just you?!"
Zhao Moli and the four others burst into laughter.
"Do you know who are participating in the Immortal Ascension Conference?"
"Without foundation building, you dare to participate in the Immortal Ascension Conference?!"
Wang Yang's expression changed drastically.
ten years...
One thousand contribution points a year...
Just when Wang Yang was in shock and doubt, Zhao Moli had a wrong idea.
"But since you're back, there's no reason not to let you in."
"After so many years of being outside, I should have accumulated a lot of contribution points."
"Senior brothers, we are a little tight lately. Junior brother, you can't attend the Immortal Ascension Conference anyway, so why not borrow it from the senior brothers first?"
Wang Yang was stunned.
"Senior brother, you...what do you mean?!"
Luo Xing and the other three looked at each other and laughed in unison.
"Boy?"
"Do you not understand or are you pretending not to understand?"
"Let us, Senior Brother Zhao, use this waist card!"
Wang Yang was shocked and shook his head repeatedly.
"no!"
"I will use these contribution points to exchange for Foundation Establishment Pills!"
"No problem, I'll change it for you!"
When Zhao Moli heard that Wang Yang had so many contribution points in his pocket, he could even redeem them for Foundation Establishment Pills, and it was even more impossible to return them to him.
"Give it back to me quickly!"
Wang Yang rushed up and tried to snatch the wooden sign from his hand.
"Shh!"
“If you don’t eat the toast, you’ll be fined with alcohol!”
Zhao Moli snorted coldly, flipped his hand, and a water curtain instantly appeared above Wang Yang's head.
"Junior brother, it's been a long journey, so please let me come and take care of you!"
Wang Yang's castration came to an abrupt end. Although he was still in the middle stage of Qi Refining Realm, he had not practiced any Taoist skills, let alone competed with others.
Facing Zhao Moli's move, he had no plan to deal with it!
Just as a proud smile was about to appear on Zhao Moli's lips, a blast of sound shot through the air, passed through the water curtain without any hindrance, and headed straight for Zhao Moli's wrist!
"who?!"
Zhao Moli was shocked and immediately withdrew his hands to avoid, but it was still a step too late.
This was an ordinary stone that hit the back of his hand hard.
The sudden severe pain startled him, and as soon as he loosened his grip, the wooden sign flew out.
The wooden sign drew an arc in the air and landed in the hands of a young man.
"I haven't seen you for a year, but you still haven't made any progress!"
The young man caught the wooden sign and landed in front of Wang Yang, looking at the four people indifferently.