After leaving the Imperial College, Chu Yunqing looked back on the street in front of the gate.

"Why, are you still feeling emotional?" Ai Xiaozhou asked.

Chu Yunqing shook his head, "No, it's just that this time, although the case has been made clear, the truth has not yet been found, so I can't help but feel depressed."

"None of me who handles cases feel this way." Ai Xiaozhou smiled.

"So, are we really not going to investigate anymore?" Chu Yunqing asked.

"Your brother also said that the Qintian Supervisory Committee will investigate." Ai Xiaozhou said: "Besides, there is no definite information from the commanding officer's Yamen. Even if I want to investigate, I have no way to start."

"How about starting with the coachman?" Chu Yunqing said.

"Investigating the cause of his death?" Ai Xiaozhou asked.

Chu Yunqing nodded.

Ai Xiaozhou thought for a while and said, "Have you asked Gu Meishu?"

"What?" Chu Yunqing was stunned.

"With regard to making people into talismans, is it possible that your friend is still alive?" Ai Xiaozhou said.

Chu Yunqing shook his head. He had left in a hurry and hated Gu Meishu, so he didn't have the nerve to ask at that time.

"Well, let me go and ask for you." Ai Xiaozhou said.

"Where's the coachman?"

"Listen to me and let's end this matter for now." Ai Xiaozhou took a bunch of keys from his waist and threw them away, "Let's go home first."

Chu Yunqing subconsciously took it. This was the key to Ai Xiaozhou's home.

"I will go back for dinner and bring you delicious food then." Ai Xiaozhou waved his hand and left first.

Chu Yunqing looked at her back, shook his head and smiled.

…

A quick light rain had just passed. On the wet road, Chu Yunqing seemed to have lost interest and walked a little bored.

"Senior?" He called tentatively.

"I don't know when it will be gone. Can you please stop talking to me if you have nothing important to do?" Yan Changyu said calmly.

Chu Yunqing breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "Because of this, shouldn't we say a few more words?"

"That's right. If I don't get enough protection, no matter how much you call me, you won't get a response." Yan Changyu said.

Chu Yunqing was silent for a moment and said: "I don't have anything to do right now. How about I go to Southern Xinjiang?"

Originally Yan Changyu didn't care, but when he heard this, he was stunned, and then he understood what Chu Yunqing was thinking.

"Do you know why some things are called last wishes?" he asked.

Chu Yunqing shook his head, "This junior doesn't know."

"Some things can only be done by descendants or entrusted people after a person dies." Yan Changyu said: "Because people are alive, they dare not visit their old places again, and old friends dare not meet each other."

Chu Yunqing heard the desolation in his tone. In fact, it was not a sign of daring, but an emotion that was still sad in retrospect.

It's like a thorn in the memory that cannot be touched easily.

"Then are you willing, senior? You really don't want to see me in person." Chu Yunqing asked.

"You are stupid. I can live for hundreds of years because I became a sword spirit. Others can also live for hundreds of years?" Yan Changyu laughed.

Chu Yunqing suddenly came to his senses. Yes, when the other party said it, he didn't think much about it. Until just now, he thought there was such a girl in southern Xinjiang.

But he had forgotten that Yan Changyu was a person from hundreds of years ago. He can exist today only because he became a sword spirit.

But life only lasts a hundred years, so how can the ‘short-haired girl’ that the other party calls her live to this day?

Perhaps, it is not certain whether the 'Southern Xinjiang Huazhai' still continues.

Chu Yunqing was even more sad.

It is really sad to feel that after all these changes, I am still here, but things have changed in my hometown.

Yan Changyu said: "Have you come to your senses now?"

Chu Yunqing said in a dull voice: "Then the senior mentioned this to me at that time just casually?"

Yan Changyu was silent for a moment and said: "That shouldn't be the case. People are good at words when they are about to die. Only at the moment of death can you understand your true self. When everything in the past rushes by in front of your eyes, can you

Discover what you regret most and what you are most reluctant to let go of."

Chu Yunqing chuckled and said: "Senior, suddenly he is like those teachers who talk about words and talk to me."

Yan Changyu also smiled, "Having said this, you don't understand it now, but you will understand it before you die."

Chu Yunqing couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "Senior, please don't curse me."

"Everyone has to go through this process, it's just sooner or later." Yan Changyu said: "I'm here, so I might as well tell you in advance, so that you don't get scared when the time comes."

Chu Yunqing snorted, "So, if the senior really died that day and I went to Southern Xinjiang, wouldn't it be in vain? There would even be a regret in the future."

Yan Changyu sighed with emotion, "Although you are not independent and soft-hearted, you are not bad and you have some wisdom. If you had been born a few hundred years earlier, I might have let you inherit the mantle."

Chu Yunqing said: "Then I am the leader of the martial arts alliance in southern Xinjiang?"

Yan Changyu smiled faintly, "No, you will only die more miserably."

Chu Yunqing choked.

"Because you are not ruthless enough. If you go to the martial arts forest in southern Xinjiang like this, you will be devoured by those insects."

Yan Changyu said in a condensed voice: "Remember, any aristocratic family that can leave a name in the world is by no means ordinary. There are only one family in six hundred years, and some aristocratic families have existed longer than the sect. As long as your martial arts is still there,

You can't stand in front of the extreme. If you want to live, don't mess with it."

After Chu Yunqing heard this, he asked: "Then what is considered the best?"

"Three hundred years of true energy can be said to be the best, and there are only a handful of people who can become rivals in the world." Yan Changyu said calmly.

"Three hundred years!" Chu Yunqing couldn't help but be surprised.

He has a small assistant, and he has only cultivated his true energy for more than forty years. But if it were someone else, as old as himself, no matter how talented he is, he would only be able to achieve the highest level of true energy in twenty or thirty years.

Generally speaking, if you don't possess magical skills, your cultivation speed will only increase over time. And even if you have magical skills, it is rare for your cultivation speed to be twice that of ordinary people.

What's more, there are countless trivial matters in life, and it is impossible for people to practice cultivation all the time.

As for those who have gone into seclusion in the deep mountains and forests, aren't they all old guys? How can a twenty-year-old boy or a daughter-in-law be willing to suffer this loneliness and abandon the world of mortals?

Therefore, Chu Yunqing can truly understand how difficult it is to cultivate the true energy in these three hundred years, and it can even be said to be almost impossible.

"Are you scared?" Yan Changyu said displeased.

Chu Yunqing couldn't help but feel ashamed, "A little bit."

Yan Changyu snorted and cursed, "Nothing promising."

Chu Yunqing suddenly remembered something and asked: "What about the seniors back then? Shattering Void must have been at its peak, right?"
Chapter completed!