Immortal Road.

Chapter 397: Tempering the Heart in the Mortal World and Recruiting Strong Support

The scene was completely silent, sadness spread, and it was limited to the three of them.

General Xiong and the surrounding demon generals and soldiers stood quietly by, watching these human monks part with life and death, without any feeling.

The Grand Elder of Zhenyue Sect and the Master of Xuchan Cave could not help but bow their heads and shed tears at this time.

The two brothers, the ancestor of the Yang family, and the two Jindan ancestors of the Dai family who had passed away, were once close friends who studied together at Yunchuan Academy.

Everyone of them comes from a humble background, goes against the current, and achieves success late in life after great struggle. They sympathize with each other because of their similar experiences and common ideals.

Now, the heroes are old and gray, three of the five are gone, and only two are left to survive. It is inevitable to feel sad.

Lin Shan gently stroked the forehead of the Yang family ancestor and closed his eyes. The other two fell beside the corpse, crying and talking non-stop.

"Brother Yang, among the five of us, you and Brother Dai were the most determined and ambitious. You never gave up in difficult situations, and you were so heroic and proud. How could you fall like this?"

"Woo woo woo, who could have expected that after all our busy lives and cultivation, few of us would have a good ending in our later years."

"Actually, I don't blame you. I saw early on that you and Brother Dai were secretly competing with each other. There will be a battle in the future. No matter who wins or loses, we can only watch from the sidelines."

"Working diligently, treading on thin ice, working hard for a lifetime, and then losing everything, is this the fate of cultivators like me?"

"Dust returns to dust, ashes return to ashes, the bones of the heroes of the past lie in their graves"

"It's hard to travel, it's hard to travel, where are the many forked roads now?"

“Success or failure is nothing but a passing thought. The green mountains remain, and the sunsets are still red!”

The two brothers were not only crying for the ancestor of the Yang family, but also for themselves.

They also didn't have many years to live, and they witnessed their old brother pass away first, feeling sad and bitter.

When people get old, they love to talk a lot, reminiscing about their youth and missing their former high spirits. However, youth is gone forever, and under the wash of time, no matter how ambitious and heroic you are, you will eventually become a skeleton in the tomb.

When the Yang family ancestor was alive, they were still cautious and on guard, fearing that they would repeat the mistakes of the Dai family ancestor, and they always felt resentful of his act of killing his brother.

However, when the ancestor of the Yang family really passed away, all defenses were removed, and only endless melancholy and sadness were felt.

Lin Shan sighed softly. He was still young and couldn't empathize with others.

But it is understandable that the two brothers are so desperate when faced with the end of their lifespans and the helplessness they feel when facing it.

If he didn't have the golden finger, he might have lived a mediocre life, experiencing birth, old age, sickness and death, and become like everyone else.

The three ancestors of the Yang family were able to reach the late Jindan stage. They are already geniuses among geniuses in the world of cultivation, and it is no exaggeration to say that they are one in a million.

But no matter how powerful and influential they are outside, how they can call the wind and rain, and how famous they are, they can only leave it to fate in the forbidden area of ​​the cliff, and they will be in trouble if they are not careful.

No matter how hard one tries to manage and form alliances in one's prime, one will still have to look for elixirs everywhere in old age. If he fails to prolong his life, he will have to arrange his funeral and repay the debt for the cause and effect he left behind.

Shanyangzi and Chenglongzi may be their destined disaster!
"My two elder brothers, the dead cannot be brought back to life. Please accept my condolences."

The two brothers collected the body of the ancestor of the Yang family, made him a fine coffin out of spiritual wood, and wept as they escorted the coffin to the tomb.

Lin Shan led his army to clean up along the way and found a beautiful place with mountains and rivers nearby.

The three men dug a hole, laid the foundation, blessed the coffin, affixed some talismans to protect it, and then buried it.

It was then buried and a stone tablet was erected.

"The Tomb of Brother Yang in Luzhong, Western Shandong".

Cultivators in the world of cultivation generally attach great importance to their hometowns, and basically believe in dying a worthy death and having their souls return to their hometowns.

However, the ancestor of the Yang family felt that he had let down his family and was ashamed to face the elders of Jiangdong, so before his death he asked to be buried in a forbidden area on the cliff, facing southwest, so that he could watch over his family from afar.

The three of them then carved some headings, signatures, years of birth and death, etc. on the side, all based on the two brothers' memory.

Lin Shan looked at the life of the ancestor of the Yang family. It was a difficult and tortuous journey with constant setbacks, big and small, but he managed to fight his way out with his own strength, ascended the throne, and took over the family power.

After hundreds of years of wind and rain, the Yang family of Luzhong County became a mining giant in the world of cultivation, standing on equal footing with the Dai family, dominating western Shandong and confronting the Lujiang River basin.

The ups and downs, the great rise and fall, are vividly described between the lines. It is hard to imagine what kind of hero was born in the bloody storm of the cultivation world back then!
It is really sad and regrettable to see such a person die in a forbidden area in his old age.

Lin Shan felt inexplicably depressed as he watched the two brothers writing seriously.

The ancestor of the Yang family is one of the few people he has known for a short time, but he can barely be called a friend.

The two of them have a mutual interest and no conflicting relationship. They help each other and rely on each other for support. In western Shandong and the forbidden area on the cliff, they are helpers who can take care of each other.

Unfortunately, after this trip to the forbidden area, he had to return to western Shandong alone, take up the banner of the Lujiang League, and take over the heavy responsibility of 72 forces, large and small.

Entrusting your child to someone before death is full of sadness.

He also understood that once one embarked on the path of cultivation, separation and death were the norm.

Past, present, future.

There will be many more people who will appear in one's own world and memory, blossom, grow old, wither, and finally disappear, becoming blurred and fading away in one's mind.

The cycle of heaven and earth, the vicissitudes of the six paths.

Each stop has its own scenery.

The only thing I can do is to strengthen my belief, stride forward without looking back, go to the end of the immortal path, and find the ultimate answer.

Ask your heart, ask the way, ask yourself.

Don't let external things influence your mood, and don't forget your feelings and lose your true self.

Always maintain enthusiasm, firm determination, clear mind, detach from worldly affairs yet stay within it, discard the dross and retain the truth, and let go of all emotions and desires, then you can be your true self.

This insight is far from enlightenment. It is merely the accumulation of life experiences and the tempering of one's own state of mind.

When he was in the Yanyun area of ​​the Song Dynasty and on the way to Yichuan, 'Master Huang' faked his death, his heart was touched for the first time, and he began to gradually come into contact with the joys and sorrows of the world of cultivation, and he has grown all the way to where he is today.

When evacuating the East China Sea, he witnessed the desperate situation with his own eyes, Huang Xianshi and Yan Hufa reunited, and he and Lin Fan said goodbye silently across the sea.

When he came to Lu, he witnessed the demise of the top sect, the Black Lotus, and personally participated in the disintegration of the Dai family, a giant family of cultivation.

In Xiaoyizhou, it is even more rare to see a rare and extraordinary love. Taoist Qingyan sacrificed his life for love. That kind of passionate love lasted for hundreds of years, and he died as a teenager.
All that he saw and heard baptized his still-growing spiritual heart.

At the same time, my thoughts drifted away, and scenes from the past unfolded like slides, replaying in my mind layer by layer.

Along the way, when the weak climb.

The discerning eye of appraiser Zhang, the tolerant and generous treatment of Zuo Zhenren from the auction house, the support of Yan Hufa, the support of the ancestor of the Yang family of Lu State, and the generous help of the Kuihu demon king of the forbidden land.
There are even immortal book masters who are far away in the immortal world across the endless void.

When they start helping me, they more or less have preconditions and purposes, or they see my potential and use my abilities, and thus give me various preferential treatments.

But it is undeniable that the initial acquaintance of interests and the trust between people must be built on the basis of long-term interactions.

In addition to childhood sweethearts, there are also childhood playmates who studied hard together.

The friends you meet on the road are the sword that helps you travel the world and gain support from many directions!

The death of the ancestor of the Yang family not only meant the loss of an ally in the late Jindan stage, but also marked the beginning of his real participation in the power struggle, becoming a small chess player and taking over the small chessboard in Luxi.

The Lujiang League used to be supported by a tall man. The ancestor of the Yang family had an iron-blooded hand, making friends far away and attacking nearby, and was feared by all directions and maneuvered in all directions.

Just practice peacefully and develop yourself down there.

He secretly collected some antiques, took in some down-and-out wandering cultivators, dug some minerals and sold some seafood on his one-third acre of land in Tianfu Mountain, and lived a leisurely and happy life.

Now that the tree has fallen, it is my turn to inherit it. I will have to shoulder the burden and bear all kinds of pressure from all sides.

There are countless foreign enemies coveting, frictions from border disputes, disputes among members of the internal organization, and supervision from top factions.
If this behemoth falls into his hands, it will either collapse overnight or soar to new heights!
The ancestor of the Yang family is not only his windshield, but also a shade tree that protects him from the outside world's gaze.

Now he truly realized that he could no longer keep a low profile. He would be completely and openly exposed to everyone, and no one would protect him from the wind and rain anymore!

From the moment he became a genius in the immortal path, all of this was paving the way for him.

The road to becoming strong is destined to be impossible to be low-key!
If it is gold, it will always shine!

Those who are covered in dust are either late bloomers or complete wastes!

"I'm only in the early stage of Jindan. Isn't this a bit too fast?"

Lin Shan knew clearly that Lu State was different from the forbidden area on the cliff.

Here among the mountains and rivers, he can do whatever he wants, without rules or constraints, he can be free and roam freely.

Even if there are rules, the Kuihu Demon King is the biggest rule!

He had his back against a big tree and was a member of the army, with a stable job as the cave master, so naturally he could enjoy the shade.

With the Demon King's Order in hand and demon soldiers and generals with him, no matter how many monsters and ghosts there are, or the creatures in the forbidden area, they have to respectfully call him "Master" when they see him.

But Lu was different, it was a Confucian country.

All the rules are made up of the unspoken rules that have been passed down in the world of cultivation for thousands of years.

One careless mistake, resulting in diplomatic failure or internal corruption, can lead to unimaginable consequences.

He was not from a sect, nor was he a direct descendant of a family, so he was not very familiar with these political schemes.

The key point is that he has a lot of things and some of his identities cannot be made public.

"It seems that after I go back, I have to find a substitute to take the blame for me, to stand in the front and attract attention for me, or to take care of everything."

Since the Lujiang League is within reach, we must naturally hold it tightly in our hands and cannot abandon it.

However, I cannot follow the example of the Yang family's ancestor, who spent most of his time and energy on developing power, engaging in intrigue, and scheming for power.

Practicing with peace of mind and improving your strength is the real path forward.

All external forces are just tools to serve themselves.

How can we allow ourselves to be restricted or trapped by external things?
That is totally upside down and goes against one's own aspirations, which is totally unacceptable.

Therefore, since he has taken over the political legacy of the ancestor of the Yang family, how to support his agents and transform it into benefits for himself is something that needs to be considered.

But he could talk about this when he got back. Right now he was still in the forbidden area on the cliff, and he had not forgotten his original intention of borrowing troops.

Kill the powerful enemy!

The Grand Elder of Zhenyue Sect and the Lord of Xuchan Cave had almost finished their memorial service before reluctantly leaving the place.

Before leaving, the two brothers thoughtfully left a set of formation plates, which were buried around the tomb to cover it, to prevent wind, frost, rain, snow, or disturbances from birds, beasts, insects and fish, which would affect the peace of the Yang family ancestor after his death.

"My two elder brothers, what are your plans next?"

On the way south, Lin Shan asked where they were going.

They both looked at him.

"Of course we should leave the forbidden area on the cliff and return to Lu to arrange our funeral affairs. We should return to our hometown to live out our remaining life. Wouldn't Sect Leader Lin come with us?"

They didn't know what Lin Shan had experienced among the demon clan, or how long he would stay here. If possible, it would be best for them to go back together so that they would have someone to take care of them.

"I also plan to return to Lu soon. I have spent enough time here. There is basically no need to stay too long. The Lujiang League also urgently needs me to rush back to take charge of the situation, so I can't delay any longer."

"But before I leave, there is something I need to take care of."

The two old brothers looked at each other, twirling their beards and asked hesitantly.

"I don't know how long it will take. If it's not too long, since we've been here for so long, we don't mind waiting a little longer."

It seemed that he remembered that Lin Shan had just saved his life, and asked if he needed help.

"I am so grateful for your kindness. If there is anything that Master Lin can do for us, please feel free to ask. We will not refuse."

Lin Shan was overjoyed, thinking, aren't these two more powerful reinforcements coming?

With the help of two late Jindan masters, it seems that our chances of winning are more secure this time!

"I have a group of enemies in the forbidden area of ​​the cliff. I need to learn from them and repay them. And they happened to have met you two before."

"Ok?"

The two old brothers were experienced and wise, so how could they not hear the mystery? They guessed it immediately.

"Could it be that he encountered it on the way while escaping?"

"Yes, it is the Qingyang Peak fleet!"

Lin Shan affirmed it heavily, and then introduced the strength of Qingyang Peak to them in detail.

He told them everything about the peak master, True Man Qingyang, Taoist Qingji, all the deacons and disciples of the peak, their ships and artillery, and their backgrounds and origins.

Of course, he just brushed aside the grudges with me lightly, saying that it was not important at all and there was no need to make a fuss about it.

The two old brothers showed horror on their faces and secretly sighed that they were lucky.

"The top five Dao veins of the Song Dynasty's top weapon refining sect?"

"No wonder he is so arrogant and overbearing."

Then he looked at Lin Shan with a strange expression. This kid was too good at causing trouble. He could even make such an enemy.

However, Qingyang Peak had just bullied the two older brothers and caused the death of the Yang family's ancestor, which gave them a reason to take action.

Although the top sects of the Song Dynasty sound powerful, they are so far away from here that they have no influence on us at all.

"Master Lin, we were in such a bad state because we didn't have time to treat our wounds while fleeing. Just give us three days and we will be able to temporarily suppress our injuries. Then we can accompany you to collect the debt!"

Lin Shan looked into the distance and laughed.

"Don't worry, the two brothers can recover on the way, and our army will chase them from behind!"

"Three days is enough time to find a suitable Feng Shui site ahead and hold a grand funeral for them!"

"Qingyang Peak, with your help, we will surely win the battle!"

(End of this chapter)