Chapter 239: Dahan, I said I would come back

On the other side, Gu Qingyuan was distracted. Lu Ming was just a shell relying on consciousness, while his real body set foot on another land.

"It's a bit of a stretch to cross mountains and seas with only a tiny connection, but... it's all worth it!"

He looked at the familiar scenery and felt a little emotional.

Ever since he communicated with Huang Xu through the ability of the killing field game, Gu Qingyuan has been preparing to cross the world. Outside the world is a boundless void with countless strong winds and undercurrents.

What is scary about the void is not the environment, that is only the first step to survival. What is scary is the return to the abyss.

Guixu, there is no heaven and earth, no world, the source of all destruction.

Fortunately, Gu Qingyuan had the ability to travel through worlds, and was protected by the barrier of the incarnation of the World Tree. He only walked on the edge of the void for a moment, and then relied on that slight connection to forcibly open a passage to that world, and from then on it was unimpeded.

This was the first world he experienced in his second life. At that time, he was young and full of vigor. After only a few years of success and fame, he obtained a page of the golden book and set out on a journey excitedly. Like every traveler leaving his hometown, he yearned for the outside world, shouting that this world was too small to accommodate him and strode forward.

But who would have thought that he would never come back once he left. He could only watch the coordinates in the golden book disappear, feeling lost. How happy he is now, how melancholy he was at that time.

After that, he set off a great catastrophe, laid out plans for the three realms, plotted against the Mother Goddess, his magic power grew step by step, his realm became more profound, but in the end he could not return to this second homeland.

Yes, it is said that the best thing is the first encounter. The initial world means a lot to him, including his relatives, teachers and close friends. When he is alone in the world, he misses that muddy little pond more and more.

Fortunately, as fate would have it, an unexpected success came true. With the help of the killing field, he, Gu Qingyuan, finally came back.

"This concentration of spiritual energy, it seems that the recovery of heaven and earth has led to an increase in the world's energy level." Gu Qingyuan observed the flow of spiritual energy in this area of ​​heaven and earth.

Compared to when he just left, the concentration of spiritual energy has changed dramatically. Although it is still not as good as the world of gods and demons, it is comparable to Noraz. That world can give birth to gods who are born to hold power like the Original Mother Goddess.

The valley below was lush and green, very different from when I first saw it. After all, when I first arrived here, there was only a gate left of the sect. Now there were houses in orderly rows, with a tall gate standing tall.

He walked around and found the Tide-Watching Pavilion and the Willow Grove were still there, even the room where he had studied martial arts was still there. However, the Sutra Repository where he had read all kinds of books in his madness had been expanded a few places.

Gu Qingyuan finally stopped in front of a house. His powerful spiritual sense could sense a breath inside, a familiar breath.

Boom, boom, boom.

The door was knocked three times, and soon a voice was heard from inside.

"Who is it, Dingshan or Xiaoxu? Don't you usually just walk in? Why are you knocking on the door?"

The door opened and a figure appeared.

"Old man, I have enough food, clothing and daily necessities, why do you always..."

Zhang Qingxu was halfway through his words when he saw who was coming. The object in his hand fell and rolled to his feet.

Gu Qingyuan looked at the old man. He was still dressed in a green robe, with white hair and beard, and a ruddy complexion. He looked like an immortal. However, compared to when they first met, he lacked the spirit and energy. He felt like a hollowed-out clay doll.

"Master, I'm back."

Zhang Qingxu's eyes suddenly widened, then quickly narrowed, blinked a few times, and coughed dryly. "You still remembered to come back, you little brat. You left me and ran away without saying a word. You have such a cruel heart."

As he spoke, he stroked the front of his lapel and said, "Now that I'm back, as usual, I'll go to the ancestral hall to burn incense and let them know that the kid who ran away back then is back again."

Zhang Qingxu turned around and walked towards the ancestral hall. Perhaps because he was not paying attention, he tripped over something under his feet and his body trembled a little.

Gu Qingyuan hurried forward to support him, and when Zhang Qingxu stood still, he lightly shook his robe and slowly knelt down.

"Gu Qingyuan, an unworthy disciple, kowtows to my teacher. I have been away for decades and have caused my teacher to miss me. I deserve to die."

The head knocked to the ground, and also to Zhang Qingxu's heart. Now he felt relieved that his disciple had really come back, and his face was a little tense.

He quickly pulled Gu Qingyuan up and said, "I'm glad you're back, I thought the old man..." He smiled again, "Let's not talk about this. Come on, stand up and let the old man see!"

Gu Qingyuan stood up obediently and let Zhang Qingxu look at him.

"Yes, he has grown up. He looks a little thin. He must have suffered a lot outside, right?"

No matter how the child changes, in the eyes of the parents, he is still the little person in their hearts. They always feel that the child has been running around outside and suffering, and when he comes back, they always feel that he has lost a lot of weight.

What's more, Gu Qingyuan has been away for many years, and all his calculations and plans are no longer necessary.

He raised his hand and embraced Zhang Qingxu. Zhang Qingxu had lost a lot of weight. The old man was not good at eating much, and he would feel full just by looking at the delicacies from land and sea.

Gu Qingyuan slowly transferred his pure magic power into Zhang Qingxu's body, helping him to cure his chronic illness and treat the remaining poison. He whispered, "My disciple, I have now become an immortal. I have traveled all over the universe. I have always been the only one who bullied others, and no one has ever bullied me. I have not suffered much, but I have caused others to suffer a lot."

Just a few dozen words, the devil dyed the blue sky, the scheming and plotting, thousands of ships competing, all in one sentence.

Zhang Qingxu felt the warmth in his body, knowing that what Gu Qingyuan said was true, and he was happy in his heart: "How long will you stay this time? You are very different now. You have paid homage to the ancestral hall. If you have something to do, go ahead and do it. I won't interfere. They treat me with respect, and the food, clothing and daily expenses are all very good. It's me who refuses. Don't worry, go ahead and do it."

As parents, they watch their children go away, missing them and being tied to them. When their children come closer, they are afraid that they will delay their children's future. Just saying "Here you are" and "Go and get busy" is heartbreaking.

This sentence made Gu Qingyuan almost unable to control his temperament. He was an orphan since childhood, but fortunately he had some inheritance and lived a stable life. He had experienced hardships and sweetness, but he had no kindness in his heart and was full of resentment. Later, as he grew older, his temperament changed, his resentment disappeared, and he developed a weird personality, became selfish and eccentric, and did good without realizing it, and did evil without realizing it.

After traveling through two lives, I met my mentor by chance and gained his warmth and kindness. Although the time was short, it was very meaningful.

The longer he practiced, the more he realized how difficult it would be to meet again. Parents watch their children go away, and children also watch their parents go away. It is either a separation of life or a separation of death.

For this reason, he seized the authority of the world of immortals and ghosts and established reincarnation, because if he wanted to meet them again, he would have to reverse reincarnation and go against heaven and earth.

Fortunately, it is not too late. Now this figure has been waiting here for thirty years, waiting for the flowers to wither, waiting for the moon to set, and also waiting for the flowers to bloom and the moon to shine, and for the young man to return.

"What can I do? I'm just an idle person, so I can stay with you for a while so that I can take care of your health. Let me tell you, this visit has broadened my horizons..."

As the sun sets, the shadows of the old and the young are stretched very long, just like the long years of waiting.

End of sweet fruit.

　I feel that the writing is particularly pretentious, so I'll just read it for the sake of it. The protagonist's mood fluctuates greatly only this time, and the author may not be crazy this time. I'm going to write again. I haven't finished writing tomorrow's 10,000 words yet.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)