Old Friend

In the crowd.

Lu Qingfeng suddenly saw someone.

This was an old woman, holding a sword-bladed cane, her back straight, but her white hair and aged face could not be concealed by the patches of age on her face.

Most spiritual practitioners retain their youthful appearance.

This old woman is so aged; if it wasn't intentional, then she must have reached the end of her life, her life slipping away too quickly to preserve her youthful appearance, and she can only age indefinitely.

They have at most a few decades left to live.

Just like the Supreme Elder Yue Lingxi that Lu Qingfeng met in the Sunset Glow Sect.

Take a closer look.

The old woman in front of me bears a striking resemblance to Elder Lingxi from back then.

"Senior sister."

Lu Qingfeng watched silently, his heart filled with increasing sorrow.

After the ascension ceremony concludes.

The old woman departed with the group of the Mystic Origin Sect cultivators, and once outside Mystic Origin Peak, they each boarded a boat and went their separate ways. The old woman headed towards Silver Frost Peak.

Silver Frost Peak.

The silver frost trees grow one by one, giving them an ethereal and otherworldly appearance.

The old woman headed straight for a mountain peak outside Silver Frost Peak. She disliked crowds and deliberately carved out a cave abode at a distance from Silver Frost Peak as a place for cultivation.

The hill Nameless.

The old woman named it 'Shangyang Mountain'.

Turn back to Shangyang Mountain.

But there were two people already waiting.

One was an elderly man dressed in the robes of Silver Frost Peak elder, and the other was a beautiful young female cultivator with a slender figure. When the two saw the old woman return, the young female cultivator's eyes lit up, but the old man in the Yellow-Robed Monster stepped forward and said to the old woman, "Junior brother Zhou Ming has been waiting here for Senior Sister Yue for a long time."

The old woman looked at the old man in the Yellow-Robed Monster.

Betrayed by a close friend in her early years, she found it difficult to open her heart to anyone again. With the help of a friend who had once shared hardships and then prospered, she joined the Mystic Origin Sect, and has always been a loner.

But she recognized the old man in the Yellow-Robed Monster.

This was Elder Zhou Ming, who was in charge of allocating cave abode and mountain peaks on Silver Frost Peak. His power was neither great nor small. Because he controlled the allocation of cave abode, he carried considerable weight among the disciples.

The old woman shifted her gaze and looked at the young female cultivator. Observing the increase in her aura, it was rather unstable, probably because she had just advanced to the Spirit Void, and her True Essence was constantly surging.

At such a young age, one has advanced to the Spirit Void; their future is undoubtedly limitless.

I have some insight into this.

She nodded slightly to Zhou Ming and said calmly, "Elder Zhou, what brings you here?"

Zhou Ming chuckled and pointed to the young female cultivator beside him, saying in a rather amiable manner, "This is Han Shuang. She recently advanced to the Spirit Void and is expected to challenge for the position of True Disciple of my Silver Frost Peak in the future. However, the good cave abode are all occupied by True Disciple and the older generation of Spirit Void cultivators. There's nothing I can do about it. It's not good for the younger generation to delay their cultivation, so I, your junior brother, have shamelessly come here to ask my senior sister for a place in Shangyang Mountain to open up cave abode so that Han Shuang can settle down and cultivate."

Really.

The old woman thought to herself.

Seeing Zhou Ming's amiable demeanor, the old woman shook her head and said, "The cultivation of the younger generation is of course important, but I am an old woman who is about to die and misses my homeland. I intended to leave early this morning and go back to the Gathering Cloud Mountains for a visit. I have managed Shangyang Mountain for hundreds of years and it can be considered a good place for cultivation. It is indeed a pity to leave it abandoned. Elder Zhou can decide what to do with it."

The old woman said.

Then they entered the cave abode.

Before long, he seemed to have finished tidying up, and with a wave of his hand, he took away the array flags inside and outside the cave abode. He then nodded slightly to Zhou Ming and the young female cultivator, and staggered away.

"Senior Sister Yue."

Zhou Ming watched the old woman walk away, her figure forlorn and her face filled with shame. He quickly went after her, asking, "What are you doing, Senior Sister Yue?"

The old woman looked up and quietly stared at Zhou Ming, who was standing in front of her.

Looking into those slightly cloudy eyes, Zhou Ming felt even more ashamed and said repeatedly, "Senior Sister Yue, please forgive me. This was indeed a rash act by your junior brother. I was just thinking that since you are all alone, it would be good for you to have a disciple who has opened cave abode in Shangyang Mountain to keep you company."

As he spoke.

Zhou Ming bowed repeatedly and apologized, saying, "Since Senior Sister prefers Pure, Junior Brother understands. From now on, I will never arrange junior disciples to stay at Shangyang Mountain again."

After saying that, Zhou Ming led the young cultivator away in a long stride.

We descended Shangyang Mountain.

Han Shuang frowned, puzzled, and asked, "Isn't this lady from Shangyang Mountain always a loner? She even had to pull strings to get in back then. Now that she's exhausted, why is my great-uncle so afraid of her?"

She did not quite understand.

This Shangyang Mountain has been developed for hundreds of years and is better than many of the cave abode on the Silver Frost Main Peak. It is a rare place for cultivation. She had long coveted it and knew that the Shangyang Mountain was a marginal figure in Silver Frost Peak and Mystic Origin Sect, so she asked her great-uncle to ask for it.

After ten or twenty years, when the old woman passes away, Shangyang Mountain will be hers to possess alone.

Isn't that wonderful?

It's just unclear why, even though the old woman had given Shangyang Mountain, my great-uncle apologized and came out of the mountain.

"Senior Sister Yue is indeed a marginal figure, powerless and without influence, with no disciples, no close fellow disciples, and all alone."

"But in the past, they fought bravely for the sect and sacrificed a lot."

"It's almost time for the oil lamp to burn out again."

"If Senior Sister Yue agrees, it would be good for you to open cave abode on Shangyang Mountain. But she has always preferred peace and quiet and clearly does not want to. She would rather give up Shangyang Mountain and return to the Gathering Cloud Mountains."

"Having endured a long and arduous journey, and now in my old age with nowhere to live, how can I bear to leave you like this?"

Zhou Ming looked back at Shangyang Mountain and couldn't help but sigh deeply, "If you don't become True Person, you'll only live for eight or nine hundred years. I'm afraid I won't be able to escape this fate in the future."

I can't bear it.

Put yourself in their shoes.

If he were to grow old and frail in the future, and his cave abode were to be taken away by someone else, he would probably find it difficult to remain so calm.

Shaking his head, seeing that Han Shuang seemed to understand but not quite, he said earnestly, "You've just reached the Spirit Void, and it's a time when you're full of pride and arrogance. It's normal that you can't grasp it yet. Go back and cultivate in seclusion for three years to ponder it carefully. Once you've thoroughly understood it, then come out to travel and gain experience, so as not to cause trouble."

"Three years of seclusion?"

Han Shuang wanted to object, but seeing her great-uncle's resolute expression, she dared not utter a sound and could only nod silently in agreement, "Yes!"

Shangyang Mountain.

The old woman watched Zhou Ming and Han Shuang descend the mountain and leave, gave a self-deprecating smile, then looked back at the cave abode in the mountains and shook her head, "There's nothing to miss here, I'd better go back!"

He murmured to himself, but instead of returning to his cave abode, he continued walking down the mountain.

Just then—

"Back then, when my senior sister established Miaoyin City in Shangyang Country, how domineering she was."

"These two have come to bully us today. If we have no shame, why should we show them any mercy?"

A familiar voice reached her ears, causing the old woman to freeze on the spot, before a smile immediately bloomed on her face.

Shangyang Mountain cave abode.

Lu Qingfeng and Yue Miaoyin sat facing each other.

Looking at the wrinkles, dark spots, white hair, and thin figure on the latter's face, it seemed that most of his energy and spirit had been lost. I felt sad and sighed.

Back in Miaoyin City of Shangyang Country, the three siblings relied heavily on Yue Miaoyin's protection. It was also thanks to Yue Miaoyin that Lu Qingfeng was able to learn about the situation in the cultivation world, and when he first entered the cultivation world, he was fortunate enough to find a place to stay with the Sunset Glow Sect.

Years have passed.

Even Qingshan and Qingyu have now become Core Formation True Person.

Yue Miaoyin was still struggling in Spirit Void, until her lifespan was about to end, and now she was almost in danger of her cave abode being occupied by her descendants.

It is truly tragic and lamentable.

If those two had been shameless enough to force Yue Miaoyin away and take over Shangyang Mountain, Lu Qingfeng would not have hesitated to use severe measures to cripple them.

Fortunately, Zhou Ming was wise enough to correct his mistakes early on.

Little did they know that they had already escaped a calamity.

"It's no fun staying here. I was planning to leave anyway. I want to take advantage of the few years I still have left to go back to the Gathering Cloud Mountains and Shangyang Country."

"Elder Zhou Ming's arrival was just a coincidence. If he had come a few days later, Shangyang Mountain would have been deserted."

Yue Miaoyin smiled, delighted to see familiar faces. Seeing Lu Qingfeng standing up for her warmed her heart even more.

Time is the most ruthless thing.

Lu Qingfeng saw Yue Miaoyin, not only had her appearance changed, becoming aged, but her State of Mind had also undergone a significant transformation. Her former vigor had long since vanished with the passing of life. She no longer competed or fought for anything, seemingly having seen through everything, but in reality, she simply felt that as life was about to come to an end, all external things were useless.

"Senior sister sees things very clearly."

Lu Qingfeng didn't point it out, and just said it.

Yue Miaoyin's face was full of smiles. The older she got, the closer she got to death, the more nostalgic she became, often reminiscing about the past. She had spent most of her life cultivating in the Mystic Origin Sect and traveling outside, slaying demons and monsters.

But the years in Shangyang Country were the most memorable.

The seven years spent in the Weeping Marsh were the most carefree and joyful.

Even when he was on his last legs, he still thought about crossing the Weeping Marsh and returning to Shangyang Country.

"Eight hundred years have passed since we parted, and I wonder how Shangyang Country is doing now."

Yue Miaoyin muttered to herself.

Without asking Lu Qingfeng 'Lu Qingfeng purpose or where he had been all these years, they simply chatted idly. They reminisced about the past, spoke of their own lives, and inquired about Qingshan and Qingyu.

Hearing that both of them had advanced to the True Person, he was overjoyed, genuinely happy for them. Hearing that Qingshan was already married and had a son, he smiled again.

She told Lu Qingfeng that back in Shangyang Country, in the Weeping Marsh, Qingshan was just beginning to experience love and often secretly looked at her, harboring some feelings for her.

Lu Qingfeng spent all his time engrossed in "The Primordial World" but failed to discern any clues.

But Yue Miaoyin was no ordinary person; she naturally felt something.

However, he kept it hidden.

They were simply intentionally distancing themselves. Over time, the young man's feelings naturally faded.

Now that we're talking about it...

Yue Miaoyin simply found it amusing.

When she first met Lu Qingfeng and his two siblings, Qingshan was just a naive young man who had just embarked on the path of cultivation. She, on the other hand, was the city lord of Miaoyin City, with a cultivation level that was extremely close to the Foundation Establishment, and she had a great reputation throughout the entire Shangyang Country.

Now, Qingshan has started a family and achieved True Person. But she is old and frail, her Spirit Void broken and her life ending in loneliness.

Life is unpredictable.

Constantly changing.

That's all there is to it.

The pain of separation by death is ultimately inescapable.

Having been lonely for so long, Yue Miaoyin was overjoyed to see an old friend and poured out her heart. Lu Qingfeng listened quietly, enjoying the rare tranquility. Occasionally, he would interject with a few words. When they reached something amusing, they both burst into laughter.

Laughter and cheerful voices emanated from the cave abode.

The more joyfully he laughed, the more sorrowful he appeared.

After a long while.

Yue Miaoyin seemed to have said everything in her heart. Her whole body relaxed, the smile on her face finally faded, and sadness crept onto her brows. With her head down, she whispered, "In this world, there is so much to be reluctant to leave behind. The path of cultivation has only just begun, and it is already coming to an end."

She said.

He looked up at Lu Qingfeng again and said with a wry smile, "Sometimes I envy my junior brother. I know that his cultivation is also very difficult, but every time I see him, he makes a breakthrough. But I can't make any progress at all. In my whole life, I have only barely entered the Spirit Void Fusion Realm."

"I still feel indignant and resentful of the injustice of fate!"

This is the inner voice of every cultivator nearing the end of their lifespan.

Some people just hide it and act magnanimous.

Some people even become extreme in temperament and unpredictable in their emotions because of this.

When Yue Miaoyin met Lu Qingfeng, the two of them had both come from Shangyang Country. To Yue Miaoyin, Lu Qingfeng was the only person in the world she could confide in. In front of this enigmatic junior brother, there was no need to hide anything.

"Yes."

"How unfair is God."

Lu Qingfeng thought of himself.

He has a novel called "Primordial World," where his cultivation in reality is smooth sailing and progresses rapidly. On the other hand, people like Gu Buyan and Yue Miaoyin are unable to break through and are dying.

Has Heaven ever been fair?

Only.

He was ultimately the one who was favored.

However, while fate is determined by heaven, success and failure also depend on the people involved.

Effort Postnatal is also essential.

Yue Miaoyin has worked hard enough.

Now, all that's missing is a little fortuitous opportunity.

"Fortuitous opportunity".

Lu Qingfeng looked at Yue Miaoyin a smile on his lips, then suddenly pointed a finger at her brow.

"Junior brother—"

Yue Miaoyin was taken aback, neither dodging nor avoiding, her eyes filled with confusion.

"Don't panic, senior sister."

"Just concentrate and calm your mind."

Lu Qingfeng's voice reached his ears, and then countless Radiance burst forth in his mind, and myriad mysteries arose in his heart.

Boom!

Without realizing it, one becomes immersed in it.

Three thousand five hundred words. Wishing everyone a Happy New Year.

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