Rise of Qinglian

Wei State, Qinglian Mountain.

A group of Bailingmen disciples were stationed at the foot of Qinglian Mountain, headed by Su Yuren.

Su Yuren is Wang Changxue's youngest son. After Su Cheng and Wang Changxue passed away, Guangdong Ren accepted Su Yuren as his disciple and focused on training him. Su Yuren has reached the fifth level of foundation building.

Qinglian Mountain was his mother's birthplace, but decades ago, a powerful enemy destroyed Qinglian Mountain. Guangdong Ren sent Su Yuren to lead a team to guard Qinglian Mountain to prevent outsiders from invading Qinglian Mountain.

This morning, Su Yuren was about to lead a patrol.

A ray of blue light flew from the distant sky. Not long after, the blue light fell at the foot of Qinglian Mountain, revealing the figures of Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan.

"This is Qinglian Mountain, idlers..."

Su Yuren was about to scold the other party to leave, but when he saw Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan, he was stunned.

"Uncle...uncle, auntie!"

Su Yuren had seen the portraits of Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan. Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan had no impression of Su Yuren. Su Yuren was still young when they left Donghuang.

"Are you Yuren?"

Wang Changsheng's eyes were a little suspicious. He knew that Su Yuren existed, but he had never seen it.

"It's me! My uncle and nephew have met my uncle and aunt. I was ordered by my master to guard Qinglian Mountain and prevent outsiders from occupying it. We only stationed at the foot of the mountain and did not go up the mountain."

Su Yuren said with some excitement that his sister was a pill-forming monk, but the two siblings had met several times, but this was the first time he met Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan.

"I haven't seen you for many years, and you are already so old. Let me give you these things as a meeting gift!"

Wang Changsheng flipped his palm, and a cyan storage bead appeared in his hand. With a flick of his finger, the cyan storage bead flew towards Su Yuren and landed on his hand.

Su Yuren thanked her repeatedly, and everyone else showed envious expressions on their faces.

"You should do whatever you are supposed to do. We are just coming back to take a look. By the way, we are coming back to deal with this matter. Don't let anyone know about it."

After saying this, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan walked up the mountain.

When the Qinglian Villa was attacked, the enemy set fire to the Qinglian Villa. The Wang family never returned, and it was abandoned. The Bailing Gate did not send anyone to repair it and kept it as it was. Decades later, the manor was overgrown with weeds. .

Wang Changsheng looked at the dilapidated manor with a look of reminiscence on his face.

"Lingmulberry trees used to be planted here, and my second sister and I played here when I was young."

"This is the residence of Fourth Brother. He was fat when he was young and liked to eat spiritual peaches secretly."

"This is the residence of my third uncle. He likes to talk about it the most. Everyone is afraid of him."

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Wang Changsheng walked forward slowly, looking at the ruins and clearly stating the previous landmarks, he recalled many things.

This is where he was born and raised, and he has so many memories.

Recalling all the past events, Wang Changsheng had mixed emotions.

After a while, they came to a spiritual field full of weeds.

"This is the elixir garden. Qingzhi likes to come here the most. Qingyang likes to run behind Qingzhi. If we take Qingzhi with us, he might not die."

Wang Ruyan sighed softly, with a look of reminiscence on his face, and tears flashed in his eyes.

"Madam, I don't blame you. Things are unpredictable. Who would have thought that something like this would happen?"

Wang Changsheng put his arm around Wang Ruyan's shoulders and comforted him softly.

Wang Ruyan leaned in Wang Changsheng's arms, howling and crying, venting her grief and anger.

To be honest, Wang Changsheng felt very sad and blamed himself, but he was the head of the family and he had to support himself.

That night, they set up an altar to worship the dead tribesmen and swore to the sky that they would kill their enemies and avenge the victims.

The starry sky was bright, and the white moonlight fell on the ruins. Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan sat next to each other, looking at the starry sky.

"Husband, do you think there is reincarnation? If there is reincarnation, can Qingzhi be our child again?"

Wang Ruyan said casually.

"Reincarnation? It's hard to say. If there is, it should be possible! If he becomes our child again, I will accompany him to plant elixirs and read books with him."

Wang Changsheng had a look of reminiscence on his face. He recalled the past and said that he didn't care enough about Wang Qingqing and Wang Qingzhi and failed to fulfill his father's responsibilities.

He had to be busy with his own cultivation, but also had to take care of his family. When Wang Qingqing and Wang Qingzhi were young, there were constant attacks, and many immortal cultivating families were destroyed as a result. Wang Changsheng did not dare to be careless. He had to practice, take care of his family, and also take care of the art of refining weapons. Fortunately, Wang Ruyan helped him look after his son and daughter, so he could run around safely.

Before Wang Qingqing and Wang Qingzhi came of age, Wang Changsheng mostly traveled around, fighting on behalf of the family, escorting Wang Mingren to Taiyi Immortal Sect, and solving the troubles left by Wang Mingjiang. He didn't have much time to get along with his children. Wang Ruyan delayed his own cultivation in order to take care of his children. , fortunately she is a music cultivator and pays more attention to the cultivation of character.

If Wang Ruyan hadn't taken care of the family, Wang Changsheng wouldn't have been able to run around with peace of mind. The couple supported each other all the way to today. They have experienced too much. They saw their parents passing away and their two sons passing away one after another, but there was nothing they could do. Recalling the past, the two of them had mixed feelings.

"What are you talking about! Qingzhi talks very little, let alone you. Even I can't do anything to him. He can hold a book and read it for a whole day. Qingqing has a lively personality. It's a pity that this child is unlucky. Zhao Zheng and Ziyu were killed one after another. She was very lonely. There was also Qingyang. He had four spiritual roots and died of old age. Ping An must have blamed me for not keeping him by my side. Why didn't I want to keep him by my side, but he had no spiritual roots. , cannot cultivate immortality, he is getting old day by day, I dare not go see him, I am afraid that I will be soft-hearted, take him back, and watch him die in front of me, which will make me feel even more uncomfortable."

Wang Ruyan choked up, and her face was filled with tears at the end.

Wang Changsheng patted her back gently and comforted: "If you want to blame, blame me! I am an incompetent father. Madam, I don't blame you. There are differences between immortals and mortals, but immortals come from humans. If I could do it again, I will definitely take him with me and watch him get married and have children, instead of waiting for the day he dies of old age and send him off on his last journey."

The two talked about the past and had a lot of feelings. In the end, Wang Changsheng could not control his emotions. He hugged Wang Ruyan and cried. They had experienced love, hate, and hatred. Through memories, the two people's moods were further tempered. The Taoist mind becomes more and more perfect.

A few days later, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan left Qinglian Mountain and revisited the places where they left deep memories, recalling the past and further tempering their minds.

Of course, Guiyuan was closed, and they did not go to Guiyuan.

They also went to Wangjiabao to pay homage to Wang Ruyan's parents.