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The Purple Sky Sect is located in the southern part of the Jade Kingdom, not far from the imperial city. Ji Changzong and Ji Qingcang don't even have a family residence. After shouting with a dozen other deacons and elders, they rushed directly to the Purple Sky Mountain.

It can be seen that his father is even a little more anxious than him...

After flying for several hours, Ji Changzong became more and more excited as he got closer and closer to Zitian Sect. Finally, with his father's "We're here" reminder, the two of them fell back to the ground.

Looking up, in front of us are dozens of huge peaks that reach straight into the clouds. The tallest and largest peak is purple in color. Looking up, the clouds and mist in the sky are rendered slightly purple by this peak.

"No wonder it's called the Purple Sky Sect." Ji Changzong marveled. This purple mountain is unusual at first sight and must be a rare treasure.

Although it is not as good as the Cave Heaven Blessed Land, it is still a place worthy of heaven and earth.

"Purple Sky Sect is the largest sect in this area, and it is also the only sect. The founder of the sect is a powerful person who has been passed down for more than three thousand years. Although it is not as good as my Ji family, it is still the top in the Jade Kingdom. One of the forces."

"Let's go up." Ji Qingcang shouted.

Ji Changzong nodded in response and quickly followed Ji Qingcang's footsteps.

There were gatekeepers at the gate of Zitian Sect. After Ji Qingcang briefly explained his purpose and showed his token, the two of them went up the mountain under the surprised eyes of several disciples.

Along the way, Ji Changzong gained a lot of insights into how the Zitian Sect operates.

First of all, there were medicinal fields. He walked through more than a dozen mountains, and more than half of them had medicinal fields. Disciples dressed in purple came and went, taking care of the medicinal fields and casting spells to reduce dew.

In his ancestral land, he only needs to practice cultivation wholeheartedly and does not need to manage these things at all.

He also saw the competition between the disciples of the Purple Sky Sect. In Ji Changzong's eyes, they were very shallow in terms of strength and use of magic. On the contrary, they felt like warriors fighting in martial arts TV series in their previous lives.

Of course, this is because his back does not hurt when he stands and talks.

"Purple Sky Sect is no different from yours here. As long as you have spiritual roots, you can be accepted as a disciple and teach you techniques. If you are lucky enough to find a treasure body and spirit body, you will basically be a nurturing person to inherit it.

Back then, your mother wanted you to be the Holy Son of the Purple Sky Sect, but since your elders discovered your qualifications and brought you to the ancestral land, your mother has never mentioned this matter again. "Ji Qingcang recalled the past as he talked about it.

"Oh" Ji Changzong said brightly, he had never heard of this matter.

"Although there is a saying that one would rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail, compared with the Ji family's secret realm, there is no way the chicken head and phoenix tail can be easily compared. The current leader of the Zitian Sect is only a monk in the Dragon Transformation Realm, and you are in the secret realm But you can have several powerful guides and a bright future, so this small Zitian Sect is insignificant." Ji Qingcang said with a smile, and his pride was beyond words.

He, an ordinary monk with no physique, actually gave birth to a son with a physique comparable to that of a king. Based on this, his status in the branch of the Ji family in Jade Kingdom has been infinitely elevated.

When he heard the news of Ji Changzong's disappearance, his eyes lost color for a while, and his wife also abandoned him, and he did not recover for a long time.

Now not only is his son back, but his wife will be able to see him again soon. Ji Qingcang can be said to be in high spirits, and his realm feels like he has taken a step forward.

Ji Changzong didn't reply, his nose felt sour, thinking that he would make up for the psychological trauma his parents had suffered in the past ten years.

Ji Changzong followed Ji Qingcang up an unknown number of white jade steps. After walking for about half a quarter of an hour, they finally arrived outside a palace with green tiles and jade carvings.

This is a relatively short mountain with quiet and beautiful scenery, but its location is somewhat remote and not close to any of the main peaks. Along the way, Ji Changzong didn't see any trace of any disciples. It was the residence that belonged to her mother alone.

"Your mother is in this hall, I will help you..." Ji Qingcang, who was full of joy just now, is now a little restrained.

"I'd better go," Ji Changzong said solemnly.

In any case, this incident was caused by his disappearance. If her father knocked on the door at this time, her mother would not look down upon him.

Stepping forward, Ji Changzong was about to knock on the door, but the door suddenly opened on its own, and a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old in purple walked out.

Seeing Ji Changzong outside the door, the girl was suddenly startled, and immediately said seriously: "You are a disciple of that peak, don't you know that Xiao Yuanfeng can't come?"

The girl has a pointed chin, a tall nose, bright eyes and white teeth, a jade face and peach cheeks. She is half a head shorter than him, and has a unique aura of a young girl. The moment he sees her, Ji Changzong's mind goes crazy. Ji Ziyue's figure popped out.

Ji Changzong had a strange expression on his face. He didn't expect the girl's appearance. Just as he was about to explain, the girl pushed his chest and moved away from the door.

"What am I? Didn't your parents tell you that this is the residence of the previous saint of our sect? Why don't you leave quickly?" the girl said angrily, urging Ji Changzong to leave.

"Zitao, I'm here to see your master." Ji Qingcang quickly explained, "This is your master's son."

"Master" Hearing Ji Qingcang's voice, the girl said in shock: "My master's son...this is Senior Brother Changzong"

"If you're right, I am." Ji Changzong didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Instead of seeing his mother, he was driven away by his mother's apprentice. What was going on.

"No, no, no, Master clearly said that Senior Brother Changzong has disappeared." The girl named Zitao shook her head like a rattle.

"Zitao, he is really your master's son. Could it be that your master would lie to you about this?" Ji Qingcang said helplessly. This girl was his wife's apprentice after Ji Changzong disappeared. He didn't know Ji Changzong very well. normal.

He has come here often over the years and naturally got to know this girl. How should I put it, the talent is quite good, but the person is a little confused.

"I...I'll call the master out," the girl said in a panic. She was about to run back into the hall, but was held back by Ji Changzong.

"No need to bother, I'll go in by myself"

Ji Changzong let go of his hand and smiled, preparing to walk to the door again.

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A breeze blew by, and Ji Changzong was held in someone's arms as soon as he took a step.

"Uuuuuu...Changzong...you are really back. Mom is not dreaming..."

The body of the person holding him was shaking constantly, the ups and downs of his chest and the choking cries proved that the person was not at peace in his heart.

"It's not a dream, mother, I'm really back..." Ji Changzong hugged the woman's waist with his backhand, his eyes slightly red.

The mother is worried when her son travels thousands of miles, not to mention that he has not traveled a thousand miles, but has disappeared from this world for more than ten years.

He somewhat understood how Ye Fan felt at that time, and he was glad that he could understand this.

The purpose of spiritual practice is not only for yourself, but also for your loved ones around you.