Transmigration begins with archery training

"Young friend Chen."

Zhang Huaiqing arrived gracefully.

Elder Huaiqing.

Chen Sanshi clasped his hands and said, "Thanks to your great efforts in turning the tide, we were able to escape disaster."

"Young friend, you seem to have it backwards, haven't you?"

Zhang Huaiqing smiled and said, "It should be me who thanks you, young friend. If it weren't for your timely repair of the array plate, we would probably all have turned into blood pills, and the Qingxu Sect would no longer exist. You are so kind and virtuous, please accept my bow."

As he spoke, he bowed deeply.

"Elder Huaiqing, you flatter me."

Chen Sanshi said, "Not only are the fellow Daoists of Qingxu Sect here, but my soldiers of the Great Han are also here. I have saved myself. Moreover, thanks to your formation, my divine sense has been enhanced for hundreds of years, and I have already benefited greatly. How dare I ask you to thank me again?"

"Haha~"

Zhang Huaiqing said, "My senior sister Yuling is your master's wife. We are family, so there's no need to be so polite in the future."

Elder Huaiqing.

Chen Sanshi asked, "What are your plans next?"

"Naturally, we should go to Kunxu to further explain the situation to the Holy Sect."

Zhang Huaiqing looked at the sunset in the east and said, "After that, we will rebuild my Qingxu Sect on the old site of the Heavenly Sword Sect. Then, there are some other things to take care of. Young friend Chen, are you planning to lead your army back to Dongsheng Divine Continent?"

Chen Sanshi remained silent.

"Ah."

Zhang Huaiqing said with one hand behind his back: "If nothing unexpected happens after this, my Qingxu Sect will regain its status as one of the three great sects. At that time, I should be able to mediate between the matter of the demon seed and the conflicts in Dongsheng Divine Continent."

"During this time, you should focus on your cultivation. At your current pace, you should be able to touch the threshold of the Nascent Soul stage in a hundred years at most."

"Once you reach the Nascent Soul stage, you'll have the strength to challenge them head-on."

"Junior understands."

Chen Sanshi naturally knew that only strength mattered.

"Then I shall take my leave now."

Zhang Huaiqing nodded, and without any magical fluctuations, he suddenly disappeared from the spot, as if he had vanished into thin air.

The disciples of Qingxu Sect also left Guangrendao one after another.

The defense of this area will be taken over by Mu Qingming and several Golden Core sects.

"Thank you for your help, Brother Mu."

Chen Sanshi bid him farewell.

"Brother Chen, please wait."

Mu Qingming spoke up, "Brother Chen, do you think we can be considered friends now?"

"Of course it counts."

Chen Sanshi said, "If it weren't for Brother Mu's life-risking help outside the valley, the outcome of this battle would have been completely different."

"Since that's the case, could you please listen to my next piece of advice?"

Mu Qingming said, "Open the seal on Dongsheng Divine Continent, hand over the Demon Seed, and stop fighting. It won't do you any good."

"If Brother Mu wants to continue this friendship, then let's not talk about it anymore."

Chen Sanshi said calmly.

"..."

Mu Qingming sighed: "I just don't want the two of us to have to fight each other one day!"

"You don't want to fight each other, so Brother Mu wants me to lay down my weapons and become a fish to be slaughtered?"

Chen Sanshi countered, "Is this something a friend should do?"

"how you said that?"

Mu Qingming paused for a moment, then said, "Don't worry, even if the seal is broken, Kunxu will not turn against you, and will still let the Great Han manage the Eastern Continent."

"The same applies to Jiang Xiyue's situation."

"You're simply worried that it will threaten her life. We can find a solution that eliminates the demonic seed without harming Jiang Xiyue."

Chen Sanshi simply shook his head: "Brother Mu, take good care of your injuries. If you need any help in the future, feel free to contact me. Farewell."

Finished speaking.

He lingered no longer, summoning Chihiro who transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into the horizon.

……

Autumn, the forty-seventh year of Tianwu.

Emperor Tianwu, who had been fighting for more than 20 years, led his million-strong army back to Chang'an one after another.

Twenty years.

For ordinary people, that's far too long.

There was no national celebration, no grand victory celebration; there were only reunited relatives, strangers to each other, and children who did not recognize their fathers.

For the common people, all they knew was that twenty years ago, His Majesty the Emperor led a million-strong army to fight against the gods and then returned in triumph.

Chang'an, Imperial Palace.

Chen Sanshi returned to his long-lost "home" and met the Empress, the Imperial Concubine, and his daughters.

After many years.

Chen Yunchuan, Chen Yunmei, and the other little girls have all grown into young women.

The other disciples, even when placed in different locations, are all capable of handling things on their own.

Su Can has successfully formed his core on the battlefield of Guangrendao, Yu Ji is in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, and Yu Lie is about to condense his Glazed Golden Body.

Also.

His senior brothers and sisters, Wang Zhi, Ye Fengxiu, Cheng Wei, Rong Yanqiu, and Nie Yuan, have all become martial artists in the third realm.

Among his subordinates, Qi Cheng, Dongfang Jingxing, Zhou Weizhen, the Sima brothers, Deng Feng, Shan Qunyu, Zhang Shun, Wang Li, and others will all reach the third level in the next two or three years.

This is the end.

With Chen Sanshi, a Nascent Soul cultivator, at the helm, and a large number of Golden Core or Golden Body cultivators under his command, the Great Han Dynasty was already a genuine one of the Twelve Supreme Sects.

For any sect within the Tianshui Sect to achieve a certain scale, it must have accumulated at least hundreds or even thousands of years of experience.

The Han Dynasty lasted only fifty years!

Such a rapid speed is naturally thanks to the Heavenly Soil.

While various sects and factions constantly vie for all sorts of spiritual items, the cultivators of Tianyong City are allowed to collect them regularly.

only……

Some embark on the path to immortality, extending their lifespan, while others spend their entire lives in the mortal world, ultimately returning to dust.

"Your Majesty! Lord Zhao Kang has passed away."

"Your Majesty! Lord Liu Jinkui has passed away."

"Your Majesty! Lord Xu Bin passed away last night."

"Your Majesty, Lord Zhu Tong suddenly fell ill and died."

"..."

In the six months following his return to Chang'an from Guangren Road, Chen Sanshi received a death notice every so often.

These old brothers who fought alongside him throughout his life passed away one by one.

and.

Because of the many miscellaneous matters that had accumulated over the past twenty years, Chen Sanshi was very busy after returning. He didn't even get to see them one last time or hear any last words. It was as if an ordinary old man had died, and it had nothing to do with him.

"Sixty years have passed, they're all gone, all gone..."

Standing atop the mountain behind the palace, Chen Sanshi looked down upon the bustling city of Chang'an, his expression momentarily dazed, as if he couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion.

He remembers things from the past very clearly.

That day, he went to Xu Bin to enlist in the army. Zhu Tong treated him to flatbread, while Xu Wencai ate and drank for free nearby...

Everything is still vivid in my mind, as if it happened just yesterday, but unfortunately, the people in my memory are no longer here.

The only thing worth being happy about.

Not all the veterans of Poyang have passed away.