Mortals cultivate immortality, I have a Chaos Tower

The brilliant golden afterglow of the setting sun filled the sky, bringing a momentary tranquility to the Jinqueshan Villa.

Lin Fan stood in front of the door, watching the backs of Jin Buke and Ximen Zhi disappear into the distance, an inexplicable emotion welling up in his heart.

Since embarking on the path of cultivation, he has encountered countless challenges and opportunities, and has also made many partners who share life and death with him.

But no matter how many twists and turns and glory I have experienced, in the softest corner deep in my heart, I always retain my deep longing for my hometown.

Xueting Village, the place where he was born and grew up, he has never returned since he left.

There was no news from his parents. Whenever it was late at night, his longing for home would surge like a tide, making him unable to calm down.

Today, watching the backs of the two fellow Taoists leaving, the longing that had been hidden deep in my heart for a long time finally turned into firm determination.

He turned around and looked at Jiang Shuiling and Zhong Ling'er beside him. They were also looking at him expectantly, as if they had realized what Lin Fan was thinking.

"Let's go back to Xueting Village."

Lin Fan's voice carried a hint of unquestionable firmness.

Jiang Shuiling nodded slightly, with a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

She knew that for Lin Fan, this return was not only a recollection of the past, but also a spiritual home.

Zhong Ling'er was very excited. For her, it was an incredible honor to be able to accompany Lin Fan on this journey to find his roots.

Lin Fan took a deep breath and summoned the little foodie.

This mysterious and powerful spirit beast has demonstrated its abilities many times during their journey.

The little foodie seemed to sense his master's determination. He let out a soft cry, lowered his head, and waited quietly for them to get on his back.

Lin Fan jumped onto the little foodie's back first, then stretched out his hand to help Jiang Shuiling and Zhong Ling'er up one by one.

After the three of them were settled, the little foodie spread his wings and flew straight into the sky.

Passing through layers of clouds and mist, Lin Fan looked back at the Jinque Mountain that was getting farther and farther away, his heart filled with reluctance and anticipation.

The little foodie's wings were like sharp blades cutting through the sky, steadily and quickly passing through one cloud after another.

Lin Fan and his group were like meteors flying through the sky, leaving behind unforgettable marks.

As they continued to get closer to Xueting Village, Lin Fan's emotions became more and more complicated.

It was a feeling of excitement and anxiety about the upcoming unknown. This feeling intertwined in his heart, making his heart beat faster.

Finally, after a day of flying, the outline of Xueting Village appeared in their sight.

Looking from the sky, the familiar village appears particularly quiet and peaceful in the afterglow of the setting sun.

However, when Lin Fan's eyes turned to the center of the village - the square where he had run and played countless times, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

The square was densely packed with people, and from a distance it looked like a dense black forest.

Gatherings of this size are extremely rare in this usually quiet hamlet.

This sudden scene gave Lin Fan a sense of foreboding.

He hurriedly asked the little foodie to lower the flying altitude, his heart full of doubts and worries.

As they approached the ground, the noise of the crowd began to become clear.

It seemed that some large event or gathering was being held there.

Lin Fan frowned, this kind of situation was unprecedented in Xueting Village.

He couldn't imagine what had happened in the village during the years he was away that there were so many outsiders.

The little foodie landed lightly on an open space not far from the square. Lin Fan jumped down immediately, followed by Jiang Shuiling and Zhong Ling'er.

The three of them quickly approached the crowd, and Lin Fan's heartbeat seemed to accelerate with the sound of their footsteps.

Passing through the crowd, Lin Fan finally saw the reason why people gathered.

It turned out that a temporary platform was built in the center, and on the platform stood several majestic-looking figures.

They were dressed in luxurious clothes and had extraordinary temperament. They were obviously not ordinary villagers.

One of them was speaking loudly, his voice echoing throughout the square, attracting everyone's attention.

Lin Fan took a closer look and found that the man in gorgeous clothes was none other than Murong Jue, Lord of Yunzhou City.

He was boasting on the stage, "Villagers of Xueting Village, we are asking you to move out of the village this time so that you will no longer be attacked by wild beasts!"

As soon as Murong Jue said this, there was some discussion in the audience.

Murong Jue's voice echoed over the square, and every word seemed to strike Lin Fan's heart.

He stood among the crowd, his clenched fists turning white from excessive force.

Xueting Village, the place that once gave him countless fond memories, is now facing the fate of being forced to relocate.

And all this happened because of a word from Yunzhou City Lord Murong Jue.

The villagers were constantly talking, with varying emotions.

Some are angry, some are helpless, and some are deeply sad.

Their homes, the land passed down from generation to generation, were taken away from them overnight, and their voices of resistance seemed so insignificant in the face of power.

"Bullshit, it's good for us! It's because I've chosen this place in Xueting Village!"

A burly man shouted angrily, and his voice was echoed by the crowd.

"No, I won't leave!"

An old woman's voice was small but full of determination.

However, some people sighed and said, "If you can't move, what else can you do?"

Powerlessness and despair spread in their words.

Lin Fan felt heartbroken when he heard all this.

Although he traveled around the world over the years, he was always concerned about the safety of Xueting Village.

I didn't expect to face such a situation when I returned.

At this moment, Murong Jue seemed to notice the commotion in the crowd, and his voice became even louder: "I know you are dissatisfied and confused about this, but I, Murong Jue, always do things with reason and evidence. In recent years, there have been many wild beasts in Xueting Village. Isn't your safety important? We in Yunzhou City are willing to provide a new place to live and sufficient compensation. This is the best arrangement for everyone."

Just then, a trembling figure staggered onto the stage.

Lin Fan looked closely and found that the old man was his teacher in the school.

"Old man, you are well-educated and sensible. Please help me persuade these stubborn villagers!"

Murong Jue said with a charming smile.

Although the old teacher's figure was trembling, he stood there like an unshakable mountain.

His eyes were clear and firm, reflecting the wisdom and tenacity accumulated over the years.

When his voice rang out in the square, although it was not loud, it was clearly heard by everyone.

"Murong Jue, you repeatedly forced the villagers to leave. What is your intention?"

The teacher's words went straight to the heart of the matter, leaving Murong Jue speechless for a moment.