Volume 1: Rebellion in Chang'an Chapter 130 Sword Cultivation
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Outside the city, there is a camp to temporarily house the people of Zhenjiang City.
Very simple tents are lined up one after another. Looking down from the sky, they look like densely packed small mounds of earth on the ground.
There was a row of wooden tables on an open space. People were bustling about and lined up in neat rows in front of the wooden tables. The monks were responsible for maintaining order.
After a few simple questions from the monks, everyone will receive a small wooden sign.
This is a statistical work done by the monks of the Daxia organization, which distinguishes the people who are willing to leave Zhenjiang and go to other prefectures from the people who want to stay in Zhenjiang Prefecture.
Only monks can gather so many mortals together and keep them in order without chaos through force alone.
The awe of monks has long been deeply engraved in the blood of mortals.
Except that there are many more mortals who survived, other aspects are almost exactly the same as the original development.
In the previous life, after the Corpse Puppet Rebellion, the players of Zhenjiang Prefecture opened the Qingzhou map through this plot line and dispersed from Zhenjiang Prefecture to the thirty-six prefectures of Qingzhou.
That time, Lu Qingshan went to Taiyuan Prefecture in Qingzhou with a group of players.
There will be a very long buffer period between the end of the main storyline of the Corpse Rebellion and the start of the next main storyline.
This period of time is specially left for players to explore and complete various side quests in order to improve their strength.
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Cai Xingchao was recording information seriously and distributing wooden signs to the people of Zhenjiang.
There are millions of surviving mortals in Zhenjiang City. It is an extremely huge project to classify the whereabouts of such a large number of people.
Therefore, Daxia temporarily recruited many cultivators from Zhenjiang City as helpers, and even many people from the Lu family participated.
Cai Xingchao was also one of the many monks who responded to the call from Zhenjiang City.
After being busy for a long time, Cai Xingchao, who was a little tired, twisted his neck and raised his head slightly. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a tall and extremely handsome man standing beside him.
"I have to leave for a while because of something I have to do. Could you please look after this place for me?" Cai Xingchao quickly asked the monk beside him.
The monk beside him nodded and said, "Go, and come back as soon as possible."
"Brother Lu, how long have you been here?" After finishing his work, Cai Xingchao came over somewhat embarrassedly.
Lu Qingshan smiled and said, "I just got here a while ago. How is your mother?"
"It's nothing serious. It's just that I just recovered from the poison of the red pearl snake not long ago, and then I encountered something like this. After all this, my body is still weak. I need to rest for a while before I can recover."
"What are your plans for the future? Should we go to other prefectures?"
Cai Xingchao shook his head, smiled shyly, and said firmly: "I want to stay in Zhenjiang. My grandfather died for this city. I think if he could see Zhenjiang City rebuilt in his grave, he would be very happy."
Lu Qingshan looked at the young man in front of him and said happily, "Okay."
"Brother Lu, are you leaving?"
Lu Qingshan nodded.
"I guessed it. Mother told me that Zhenjiang Prefecture is too small for someone like Brother Lu." Cai Xingchao said with relief, a glimmer of longing in his eyes, "The world outside must be very exciting..."
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On a low hill outside Zhenjiang City, three brand new earthen tombs stand.
When Lu Qingshan arrived here, two people were already standing in front of the grave.
Xiao Zhi and Su Shu.
The expressions of the two men looked very calm, but Lu Qingshan understood that only ten days had passed since the deaths of Xu Hao, Zhong Ming and the Li family. There was no way the grief in their hearts would fade away so quickly. They just suppressed their emotions deep in their hearts.
Lu Qingshan accompanied the two of them and stood quietly in front of the grave for a long time.
"Sister Su Shu decided to quit Zhishou Tower, and you are also leaving Zhenjiang. In the end, I am the only one left in the Yinhu team ..." Xiao Zhi felt a little melancholy.
"Do a good job." Lu Qingshan patted Xiao Zhi on the shoulder and encouraged him.
Su Shu, who was the most active member of the Tiger Team in the past, was now looking at Lu Qingshan in silence.
This disaster has changed so many things.
Lu Qingshan sighed, walked over and hugged Su Shu, then whispered to Su Shu's moist eyes, "Sister Su Shu, you have to understand that life is not how we live, but how we remember it."
Su Shu was stunned for a long time, staring at Lu Qingshan's handsome yet young face.
At this moment, there seemed to be a deep ravine in the boy's eyes.
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Mihefeng Lu family, garment workshop.
In the battle with the Jindan cultivator from the underworld, Lu Qingshan suffered serious internal injuries. In order to recuperate, he returned to the Lu family and rested for half a month.
At this time, the atmosphere in the garment shop was quite tense.
"Do you really have to leave?" Lu Zhou asked angrily.
Lu Qingshan nodded.
"reason?"
Lu Qingshan said calmly: "Improve your cultivation."
This experience made Lu Qingshan more aware of the importance of strength in the Nine Heavens.
If one's own strength is not enough, even if one knows how things will develop, one will not be able to change anything.
"Wouldn't it be possible to improve your strength if you stayed in the Lu family? With your qualifications, we can unreservedly allocate all the resources of the Lu family to you." Lu Zhou said in a deep voice.
Lu Qingshan shook his head calmly and said softly: "Great Elder, I am a sword cultivator."
Lu Zhou was stunned and didn't speak for a long time. After a while, he sighed slightly, took out a storage bag and handed it to Lu Qingshan.
"If you are determined to leave, I can't stop you. However, you will not have the protection of your family when you venture out. You have to be more careful. These are your expenses while you are away."
Lu Qingshan silently took the storage bag, bowed to Lu Zhou, and said, "Thank you, Great Elder. I will take my leave now."
Lu Zhou waved his hand and said, "Let's go, let's go. Don't forget to come back and take a look."
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On the top of Mihe Peak, two Jindan monks watched a ray of sword light flash out from the foot of Mihe Peak, quickly rise up, and then disappear into the sky.
"Have you guessed long ago that the Great Elder couldn't keep him?" Lu Yuanchao asked the handsome male cultivator beside him.
“Sword cultivators are the most free and easy-going, how could they be trapped in one place?” Lu Bei said calmly.
"Indeed, other cultivators can practice hard in seclusion, but how can sword cultivation be achieved through hard practice?" Lu Yuan nodded in agreement and said, "This is your son. If he leaves, you don't know when he will come back. Aren't you going to see him?"
Lu Bei shook his head, and his figure flashed, turning into a streak of green light and escaping. "I'm about to break through, and I'm going to practice hard in seclusion. Don't disturb me during this time."
Watching the green light disappear, Lu Yuan shook his head and smiled bitterly, "This father and son..."
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Under the azure sky, a beautiful sword light flashed across the sky, leaving a very faint tail light.
"Lu Qingshan, where are we going?" A cunning voice sounded in the clouds.
"South China Sea."
"I hate the sea, can we go somewhere else?"
"cannot."
"What are you going to do then?"
"Looking for the sword!"
