Southern Expedition, Years Turn! White Hair Drapes Shoulders, Temples Frost

High in the sky, a large spirit ship slowly flew by, breaking through the clouds and heading towards the Mingyun Mountain Range in the Southern Region.

On the deck of the spirit boat, a black leopard with glossy black fur and a body as large as a small mountain was extending its long, bright red tongue to quickly and nimbly lick a bowl of spiritual liquid on the table in front of it.

Chen Dengming and Chen Jing watched this scene with smiles. Chen Jing reached out and stroked the Black Panther's smooth fur, laughing in an old voice.

"Uncle Hei, drink more. Don't waste this good stuff. The longer you live, the more opportunities you'll have. If you can also Forming Core and become Great Demon in the future, you can spend more time with my father."

The Black Cloud Leopard let out a soft "woof," its eyes lowered to glance at Chen Jing, who was already quite old and had many white hairs. A hint of human-like pity appeared in its eyes as it continued to silently lick its food.

Chen Dengming sighed inwardly; the longer one lives, the more opportunities one has indeed gained.

But some people are born without the opportunity to cultivate immortality.

Even if you live a long time, you won't have many more opportunities; this is the case for Chen Jing.

Fortunately, now that Chen Jing has come out with him, he seems to be in a much better mood, which is very helpful in resolving his inner turmoil and may allow him to live a few more years.

Thus, Chen Dengming felt comforted. Now his hair was white and his temples were frosty. He was getting old, but what did it matter? As long as his children and grandchildren were happy, why worry that life would not last long?

Compared to her son Chen Jing, her daughter Chen Yiran has a very optimistic and carefree personality, and therefore lives much longer.

Chen Dengming had used the "Seven-Colored Destiny Analysis Technique" to check his children's fortunes and knew that Chen Yiran would live to be at least 120 years old.

Whether one lives long or short, the life of an ordinary person is but a matter of fifty or a hundred steps. The ups and downs of life are but a fleeting moment, so it is best to live happily.

Now, Chen Dengming has brought his son Chen Jing out to try and cheer himself up, preparing to return to Nanxun for a visit.

Considering Chen Jing's physical condition, he deliberately slowed down the spirit boat's flight speed. If it maintained a high speed, even with the Formation's immunity, ordinary people would still feel uncomfortable.

Soon, several green peaks passed beneath their feet, and a few wisps of floating clouds drifted by.

We gradually arrived at the Mingyun Mountain Range.

This area was almost completely razed to the ground due to the great battle between the Spirit Transmutation Dao Lord. Fortunately, the entrance to the snow-capped mountainside leading to Nanxun is still there.

This is also the only remaining entrance.

The teleportation array that the five major Immortal Sect, including the Wonderful Sound Sect, attempted to conceal in the past has long been destroyed.

The Mingyun Mountain Range is now within the sphere of influence of the Shu Sword Pavilion, and is guarded by the Shu Sword Pavilion's branch Xi Jian School.

Chen Dengming's arrival by boat immediately alerted the wandering cultivators of the Xi Jian School.

As the spirit boat approached, bearing the banner of the Longevity Sect and carrying a massive, imposing Great Demon with the aura of a pseudo-core cultivator, the group of patrolling cultivators immediately stepped forward, some quickly picking up Sound Transmission Jade Talisman to relay the message.

After a while.

Amidst the respectful farewell of the Xi Jian School cultivators and the Xi Jian School leader, Chen Dengming and Chen Jing, riding the Black Cloud Leopard, entered the entrance to Nanxun, their figures disappearing into the light membrane.

Until the figures of the two people and the beast disappeared.

Everyone felt that the oppressive and serious atmosphere had dissipated considerably, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

A Foundation Establishment Deacon the Xi Jian School asked in surprise, "Sect Leader, our Xi Jian School guards this entrance to that Curse land, and we're not supposed to absolutely forbid anyone from entering. Why? Even though it's Longevity Sect's here, this..."

The leader of the Xi Jian School Sect's expression changed slightly. He glanced coldly at the dazed-looking steward and snorted, "Yan Da, you only recently advanced to the Foundation Establishment, so it's not your fault that you don't know about this."

But you must understand, what kind of important figure is the Longevity Sect? How could you possibly question him? Not even from behind. How could you or I possibly fathom the methods of Nascent Soul True Lord?

The Foundation Establishment Deacon had spoken immediately turned pale, too ashamed to even breathe loudly after being reprimanded.

The other Foundation Establishment Deacon standing nearby were also completely silent, keeping their eyes down and not uttering a single word.

They secretly laughed at Yan Da's ignorance; the Nascent Soul True Lord had just left, and he was already doing something as unreliable as gossiping about Nascent Soul True Lord behind his back.

He still lacks experience. Indeed, he has only recently advanced to the Foundation Establishment. He is young, talented, and highly regarded by the sect leader. He is at the peak of his career and has not experienced many setbacks or interpersonal relationships, so he will indeed lack experience.

The leader of the Xi Jian School Sect bowed respectfully towards the entrance and said admiringly, "This True Lord Chen is a hero who emerged from this Curse land. He wants to return to his hometown. Who dares to stop him?"

Chen True Lord is someone who doesn't need us to guard him. Even if he brought out a stray dog from inside, we would still have to respectfully see him off, understand?"

"Understood, Sect Master!" the Foundation Establishment Deacon replied shrewdly.

The leader of the Xi Jian School Sect shook his head and sighed, "Heroes are not judged by their origins. Chen True Lord was able to rise to prominence after emerging from this Curse land, achieving great success and earning the title of Fighting Longevity Lord. He is truly admirable."

The patriarchs of the Longevity Sect back then also had a keen eye for talent.

He paused, then looked at the young Foundation Establishment Deacon Yan Da and said, "Yan Da, you no longer need to lead the patrols. Go and oversee the Minglong Mountain Marketplace for five years."

Yan Da's face turned pale, and his lips trembled for a moment before he could only reluctantly accept the order.

Minglongshan Marketplace is a good place, and there's some money to be made there.

But that little bit of profit is nothing compared to cultivating within the Second-Rank Spirit Vein Mountain Gate of Mingyun Mountain.

Since the two Second-Rank Spirit Vein were extracted from the former Outer Domain Evil Cultivator and brought to Mingyun Mountain, the Spiritual Qi here has become increasingly abundant, turning it into a treasure land.

Those who cultivate themselves value sacred places most. Being sent to the Marketplace may seem like a sign of respect, but in reality, it is a temporary demotion.

Within the southern border.

Birds startled and took flight from a thousand mountains; beasts awoke with a start from ten thousand paths.

A suffocating and terrifying aura suddenly emanated from a pool of water, slowly spreading in all directions, instantly plunging this mortal world into an atmosphere of oppression and restlessness.

Chen Dengming reappeared here with the strength of Nascent Soul True Lord, immediately causing the surrounding pools to tremble slightly, rippling in circles.

Even a faint wisp of spiritual power quickly silenced the surrounding mountains. The roars and cries of many wild beasts, insects, and birds ceased, and even the fish in the pool turned belly up.

But soon, the Dao power in Chen Dengming 'Sea of Consciousness and the Human Heart Hall both flashed with silver light.

The rejection from the entire world gradually disappeared.

Everything returned to normal around the four weeks.

Even the phantom of the Human God Hall began to appear in one's mind, spreading wisps of Spiritual Qi like silk ribbons.

Chen Dengming raised his hand and sent a wisp of Spiritual Qi into the Black Cloud Leopard's body.

As for Chen Jing, he was born in Nanxun, so he didn't need to be taken care of. Returning to Nanxun was like returning to his hometown.

Even in his old age, he seemed to retain his carefree and playful nature. Knowing that his father loved to eat fish, he would reach into the water and grab two fish.

Chen Dengming watched with a smile as the two people and the beast flew out of the pool. They saw that more than twenty mountain peaks were connected as one, like a winding and coiling giant dragon, encircling the entire mountain forest area and forming a natural "windbreak".

Some mountain peaks were shrouded in wisps of clouds, and the snow-capped summits, like white jade islands, emerged from the azure sky, a breathtaking sight.

But at this moment, countless birds took flight and flew out of the mountains. A suppressed aura emanated from between the more than twenty mountain ranges, and the earth's energy was rising.

Only Chen Dengming could sense this situation.

"Father, it's been so many years since I've been back, I've almost forgotten the landscape of Nanxun. Where is this place?"

Chen Jing's white hair danced in the wind as he rode the Black Cloud Leopard, looking down at the rolling mountain road.

"This was once the Hengduan Mountains, but it was later transformed by a predecessor. Well done, well done!"

With a sigh, Chen Dengming looked down at the surrounding mountains that resembled a wall, blocking the entrance to the pool leading out of Nanxun and forming a large array of Feng Shui Field.

Back then, Dongfang Huayuan moved mountains and rivers, altering the feng shui of this place and creating a purely natural Feng Shui Field, thus blocking all cultivators from entering Nanxun.

At this moment, Chen Dengming could feel an immense pressure emanating from the distant mountains, as if the mountains were about to collapse and crush him, burying him there.

However, since he was a "person of this path" and had a projection of the Human Heart Hall in his Sea of Consciousness, the impact was not significant.

However, if outside cultivators enter, they will already be suppressed and plundered by the Human God Hall, and if they are further suppressed by the energy of this domain, their strength will be further restricted, and they will slowly bring about their own destruction.

"Who dares to trespass into the forbidden land of the Southern Immortal Seeker!"

"If they are cultivators, kill them without mercy!!"

"Release the Sacred Gu!"

Just then, angry shouts came from afar.

Two loud "bangs"!

Two arrows, tearing through the air and creating sharp shockwaves, swiftly attacked, heading straight for Chen Dengming and Chen Jing.

The Black Cloud Leopard immediately bared its teeth, displaying a ferocious expression.

"I didn't expect there to be Innate Martial Artist guarding this place. His archery skills are impressive, reaching eight hundred paces. Quite impressive."

Chen Dengming smiled faintly, blinked his eyelids, and the two arrows instantly shattered into powder and fell to the ground.

A powerful arrow shatters the eye!

Six Xiantian masters who suddenly appeared from the nearby mountains and forests stopped in shock.

The next moment, among the six, an old man stared at Chen Dengming's appearance with a puzzled look, then looked at the Black Cloud Leopard that was as tall as a small mountain, and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"Black... Black Cloud Spirit Leopard. You... you are True Immortal Chen?!"

His low exclamation immediately caused the five people beside him to look at Chen Dengming and his companion with puzzled expressions, their expressions gradually becoming more interesting.

"True Immortal Chen? Is it really him?"

"He's a true immortal, exactly like the one in the portrait."

"Don't believe it too easily; it might be a trick played by an evil immortal."

"Probably not. True Immortal Chen can fake it, but the Black Cloud Spirit Leopard next to him can't. Especially look at the words on its belly."

The Black Cloud Leopard's ears perked up slightly, and it instinctively stretched its long legs into a V-shape, revealing its imposing belly.

Several Innate Martial Artist focused their energy on their eyes and took a closer look. They saw two rows of words on the Black Cloud Leopard's belly and immediately relaxed.

"It really is True Immortal Chen!"

"Bow! Bow quickly!"

Chen Dengming looked in surprise as the six Innate Martial Artists in the distance knelt down, and heard a loud shout of "Pay homage!"

"Descendants, we respectfully welcome the True Immortal Chen back to his homeland!!"

"Father!" Chen Jing smiled and looked at Chen Dengming with reverence.

"Let's go, let's go and get together with these fellow villagers."

Chen Dengming waved and smiled.

"Hmm. I just caught two fish, we can make soup and have it all together." Chen Jing followed, raising the two fish in his hand, a bright smile on his old face.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of the six Innate Martial Artists in the distance quickly flashed with astonishment, fear, trepidation, and a hint of anticipation and craving.

Chen Dengming saw through their wavering thoughts at a glance.

It turns out that the deep pool was, after all, the entrance and exit connecting to the outside Cultivation World, so some Spiritual Qi would seep in.

Although this Spiritual Qi will soon be absorbed by the Human God Hall, some of it is occasionally absorbed by the fish in the pool. These fish then become Spirit Fish in the eyes of mortals, who believe that eating them can prolong life and strengthen the body.

Therefore, these Spirit Fish have always been regarded as treasures by the major Lineage and even the royal family of Nanxun, and are not allowed to be eaten privately.

However, Chen Dengming didn't care about any of that. He had fished for a while when he first started out in the Cultivation World.

The two fish in Chen Jing's hands were actually quite common in the Cultivation World, with no effect on prolonging life. They might be good for strengthening the body for mortals, but true Spirit Fish could not be bred in Nanxun.

Soon, Chen Jing became friendly and exchanged pleasantries with the six Innate Martial Artists.

Chen Dengming also learned from these people about some of Nanxun's situation over the past few decades, which was almost identical to what Dongfang Huayuan had said, but the details were even more shocking.

"Back then, eighteen evil immortals broke in from outside and knocked down two mountains."

However, some of them also ran out of strength and were eventually killed by their predecessors, Nangong Lie and Shao Yulin. They accomplished the feat of mortals killing immortals.

Beside a campfire in the mountains, fragrant fish soup simmered in a clay pot, while an old Xiantian stood respectfully and began to tell his tale.

"Nangong Lie? Shao Yulin?"

Chen Dengming recalled that these two should be juniors from the Nangong Family and the Shaoyu Family. Back when he was still in Nanxun, these juniors were probably only teenagers and had not yet reached the Xiantian.

Now, so many years have passed, and those youngsters have grown into heroes who defended their homeland and slew immortals, but sadly, they all sacrificed themselves.

Fifty years have passed, and the grudges and grievances that arose from his ascension to immortality are long gone. He no longer cares about them, and now, looking back, he can only sigh.

At this moment, he was completely unpretentious, casually poking at the fish soup with a fresh twig and inviting the several Xiantian to sit down.

However, the group watched and waited expectantly, but dared not overstep their bounds and sit on equal footing with the True Immortal, making the atmosphere quite serious and solemn, and Chen Jing also felt very uncomfortable.

Chen Dengming was helpless.

Sometimes he can treat mortals the same as everyone else, disregarding the class distinction between immortals and mortals.

Unfortunately, even ordinary people would feel apprehensive and find it difficult to accept.

This is a clear distinction based on class, deeply ingrained in people's minds and difficult to change.

After finishing the Spirit Fish, Chen Dengming briefly expressed his idea of taking some people out to the Cultivation World and inquired about the intentions of these Innate Martial Artists from his hometown.

The result was unexpected; none of the six immediately agreed with joy, but instead all hesitated.

Chen Dengming saw through the thoughts of the six people, sighed inwardly, and finally left with Chen Jing to continue their journey through the great rivers and lakes of Nanxun.

"Father, why don't they want to go to the Cultivation World? Even if they can't cultivate themselves, wouldn't it be good to give their descendants a chance?"

Chen Jing turned his head and looked up at Chen Dengming.

Chen Dengming shook his head and sighed softly, "Because of hatred, because of fear and the unknown."

"Hatred? Fear and the unknown." A look of realization dawned on Chen Jing's eyes.

Indeed, when cultivators from the Cultivation World came to Nanxun, they committed massacres, destroyed mountains and rivers, and captured mortals for blood sacrifices; their crimes were countless.

It's only natural that people in the Southern Seeking World hate cultivators and fear the unknown Cultivation World.

Chen Dengming, however, had other thoughts in mind, realizing that his influence in Nanxun had also weakened considerably.

Otherwise, if it were someone who had once rallied the masses, even those who feared and hated the Cultivation World would have followed him into Cultivation World out of trust.

But now, after many hardships, Nanxun is different. Nanxun has new local heroes, Nangong Lie and Shao Yulin, as well as Dongfang Huayuan, who once protected Nanxun.

Given the complexities of war and the fact that Nanxun was blocked by Outer Domain Evil Cultivator, he had never been able to enter Nanxun again. It was quite normal that his influence in his hometown had diminished.

However, for Chen Dengming, none of this mattered.

If any fellow villagers are willing to go out and develop in the Cultivation World in the future, he is willing to support and help them, provide protection, and change the predicament of the people of Nanxun who have been unable to cultivate immortality for generations due to a lack of Spirit Root.

If one doesn't want to leave, living in a world like Nanxun, where there are no cultivators and one can't feel the cold class difference between immortals and mortals, is a good thing to be a happy mortal.

For more than a month afterward, Chen Dengming and his son Chen Jing wandered around Nanxun, traveling to its famous rivers and lakes.

They returned to their former Zhanxian City, where his true immortal statue still stood.

When Chen Dengming left, he left a seed of his mind inside the statue of the True Immortal.

They returned to the former site of the Chen Family Mansion and paid their respects at the graves of the old servant Chen Zhong and the other seven family members.

Chen Jing wept uncontrollably at his birth mother's grave, the octogenarian crying like a child.

Chen Dengming witnessed this scene and felt a ripple of emotion welling up inside him.

When he was nearly eighty years old, his lifespan could not be extended any further. Knowing that his time was coming to an end, he resolutely decided to seek immortality to prolong his life and entrusted his seven wives to his old servant Chen Zhong.

Now that he has achieved great success in cultivating immortality, the old servant Chen Zhong still faithfully guards the tomb of his Chen Family and the seven wives.

He was over eighty years old when he passed away.

Now his son, Chen Jing, has returned, and he is over eighty years old.

History seems to be a cycle, with certain similarities appearing throughout the years.

Chen Dengming was deeply moved, and his Spiritual Realm seemed to undergo another change.

At the same time.

Below the Yin Spring, the Fierce Ghost Zhu Xun ultimately failed to reach a consensus with the greedy and treacherous Starfall Yin Spring Ghost Lord on the matter of conquering the Yin Nether Ghost King.

The main reason is that the appetite of the Starfall Yin Spring Ghost Lord is simply too great; the harvest of only 50% of the Yinming Ghost City's forces is not enough to satisfy him.

Helpless, Zhu Xun secretly Zhu Xun that if he ever gained the strength, he would take Xingluo's place, possess the Yin Spring, and become the Ghost Lord.

But before that, we still need to persuade the Starfall Yin Spring Ghost Lord to go out and fight against the Yinming Ghost Lord.

"Leave the city. That's right, leave the city."

The not-so-bright mind of the Fierce Ghost Zhu Xun suddenly conjured up a bold and vengeful idea.

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