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The first thousand one hundred and sixty-seven chapters

Outside the Qingming Sect, a large team of more than 40 people flew from a distance on the open plain. The entire team was led by a thin old man and a middle-aged man, followed by young people. Not long after, the team arrived at the foot of the mountain not far from Qingming Sect, and then stopped slowly.

"Wow, Qingming Sect, Lao I finally came back..."

The team stopped, and the thin old man in the lead couldn't help but show a complicated expression that was indescribable, and then sighed with emotion.

"It's all because of my incompetence. If it weren't for me, Mr. Hong could have been practicing in Qingming Sect forever. At this time, maybe he would have the chance to become a member of the Yuan Lao Pavilion."

Hearing Mr. Hong's sigh, Xun Wanshan, who was beside him, couldn't help but show a hint of apology, and said with a sense of self-blame.

Compared with three years ago, Xun Wanshan has not changed much now. However, if you observe carefully, you will find that there are a few more gray silver hair between his temples at this moment.

"Hahaha, you're just polite me. Even if I have been practicing in Qingming Sect, I can't enter the Yuan Lao Pavilion. With my qualifications, I'm still far away!"

Hearing Xun Wanshan's words, Mr. Hong couldn't help but put away his feelings and said with a long smile. He knew his qualifications quite well. Although his practice was indeed greatly affected after leaving Qingming Sect, it was absolutely unrealistic to enter the Yuanlao Pavilion. After all, which of the guys in the Yuanlao Pavilion are not geniuses that were rare in Qingming Sect in a century?

"Okay, don't say so much. I haven't set foot on the land of Qingming Sect for a long time. I really miss it. Little guys, follow me into the sect!!"

With a sad smile, Mr. Hong didn't say much at this time. With a wave of his hand, he rushed towards the spiritual peaks of Qingming Sect first. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the moment when he had just joined Qingming Sect. At that time, he was still an ignorant young man, but in a flash, he was already old.

Everything in the past is like passing clouds and smoke, and all the joys and sorrows and separations have no meaning now. Now, returning to Qingming Sect again is undoubtedly the perfect ending of his life.

"Hey, everyone keep up!!" Seeing Mr. Hong move, Xun Wanshan couldn't help but sigh again, waved his hand, and signaled everyone to follow as soon as possible.

"Master, are you okay?" When the young disciples followed Mr. Hong to Qingming Sect with excited expressions, Lei Qingqing fell to the end of the team and asked Xun Wanshan.

"Haha, it's okay, I just remember some past events and feel a little emotional." Seeing Lei Qingqing approaching, a hint of relief flashed across Xun Wanshan's face, and then he replied kindly, "By the way, Qingqing girl, I'm about to see that boy Yunxiao, are you looking forward to it?"

"Of course I've been looking forward to it. I haven't seen him for more than three years. I don't know how he has become now. Have you forgotten me?"

When Lei Qingqing heard Xun Wanshan's words, he was not artificial, but he was invisibly nervous.

Before she came to Qingming Sect, she was very confident that Yunxiao would not forget her, but now she saw Qingming Sect, she was really not confident at all.

She knew in her heart that in the place like the holy realm of the human world, God knew how many temptations would be placed in front of Yunxiao. Maybe Yunxiao is now obsessed with it and completely forgot her. If that was the case, she would not know how she would face it.

"Hahaha, you girl, that boy Yunxiao is not a person who forgets his roots, so don't worry about it." Hearing Lei Qingqing's words, Xun Wanshan immediately smiled loudly and comforted the other party.

However, although his words were to comfort Lei Qingqing, weren’t he also comforting himself?

"Let's go, let's follow you too. I'm really curious about what level that boy Yunxiao has cultivated to now!" He trusted Yunxiao's ability very much, but in more than three years, what level Yunxiao can reach, it's really hard to say now...

While speaking, the large army had already arrived at the Three Thousand Spirit Peaks of Qingming Sect. Almost as soon as they entered the scope of Qingming Sect, the disciples of Qingming Sect who were coming and going noticed this huge team.

"Huh? A new dynasty has arrived. Is this... the Great Zhou Dynasty?"

"It's really the Great Zhou Dynasty. I recognize the middle-aged man in front of me. He is Xun Wanshan, the director of the Zhenwu Holy Academy of the Great Zhou Dynasty. I heard others call him before."

"Tsk tsk, it seems that this dean probably doesn't know what happened in Zhenwu Hall yet. He can actually laugh."

"I guess I don't know. After he knows, he doesn't know what expression he will look like."

"What else can it be? Since that incident, Zhenwu Hall has basically been in name only. It will probably be divided up by other halls of the dynasty party in the future. In addition, although his disciple became famous for a while, I guess he had been killed by someone."

"Oh, I feel a little sympathetic to him."

"Forget it, why do you want to be sympathetic to others? No matter what, they are all super strong people, let's go and collect spiritual herbs as soon as possible. When I collect all the spiritual herbs on the list, I can join the Thunder Cloud Party."

"Yes, yes, the Thunder Cloud Party's current threshold for recruiting people is getting higher and higher. We must hurry up and…………”

Just as Mr. Hong and Xun Wanshan led a group of new disciples to the scope of Qingming Sect, all the Qingming Sect disciples around him looked at Xun Wanshan and others, and they started to discuss it.

Although it has been a long time since what happened in Zhenwu Hall and basically many people have put it behind their minds, the appearance of Zhenwu Holy Academy has naturally evoked this part of everyone's memories.

"Wanshan, is something wrong? What these disciples seem to be talking about?"

Seeing all the disciples who were coming and going, looking at him and others timidly, and talking with a strange expression, Old Hong, who was walking in front, couldn't help but frown and said to Xun Wanshan aside with a slightly solemn look.

"It seems that something really happened!!"

Xun Wanshan's cultivation was there, so he naturally heard the conversations of the people around him. He, who was originally smiling, no longer had a smile at this time.

"Let's go to Zhenwu Hall!!"

His face changed and changed. Xun Wanshan's heart was filled with anxiety. As he said that, he shouted softly at everyone, and then quickly rushed towards Lingfeng, the headquarters of Zhenwu Hall.
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