Volume 2: The Demonic World Chapter 577 Jiang Kingdom
Chen Xiangqian was brought by Lin Qianxing to an abandoned temple with no one around. Lin Qianxing then cleared the arrows from Chen Xiangqian's body and used his soul to capture the spiritual energy in the surrounding void to give him a simple treatment.
It’s not that he doesn’t want to take Chen Xiangqian back.
Mainly because the journey is too long.
Liguan is at least three thousand miles away from here. If Lin Qianxing hadn't left his body, it would have been impossible for him to get there so quickly.
Fortunately, Chen Xiangqian has already mastered the internal breath method into an instinct, and he can quickly absorb and convert the internal breath between breaths.
And the internal energy has the ability to heal injuries. Now he has recovered. Although his injuries are still serious, at least he will not die.
Lin Qianxing said to Tufanjian, "Tufan, you stay here and take care of him for a while. My soul has been away from my body for a while, so I have to go back."
"Buzz~!" Tufan made a reluctant humming sound.
"I will be back within three days." Lin Qianxing comforted.
Hearing the sound, Ti Fan stopped making any sound and stood quietly beside Chen Xiangqian, watching over him carefully.
Seeing this, Lin Qianxing felt relieved, and his soul suddenly rose into the air and disappeared.
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Chen Xiangqian had a very long dream.
He went from being a foolish country boy who knew nothing to becoming a member of one of the three major anti-king forces in Wen State. In the end, he was betrayed by his most trusted brother. He was trapped in the enemy camp and killed the man who betrayed him with his unique skills. He was ready to die, but at the critical moment, his master descended from the sky and protected him from the battlefield.
"Master... I am sorry to disappoint you..."
Chen Xiangqian opened his mouth, only to feel dry mouth and tongue, which made him extremely uncomfortable.
He shook his hand and felt the familiar texture of the knife handle in his palm. He immediately felt relieved that the knife given by his master was still there.
Slowly opening his eyes, Chen Xiangqian found himself in an abandoned temple.
The State of Wen had been in the midst of war for many years. People could not even get enough food to eat, and naturally the gods they believed in were no longer worshipped. Abandoned temples were everywhere, which was not surprising.
"Why am I here?" Chen Xiangqian asked puzzledly.
“Buzz~!”
A buzzing sound was heard.
Chen Xiangqian saw a sword hanging in front of him.
On the hilt of the sword, there are the words "Tufan".
"Master...Father?"
Chen Xiangqian was shocked.
Isn’t that a dream?
Did the master really come to save him?
But where is the master now?
"Are you Master's sword?" Chen Xiangqian asked.
Tuifan hummed twice to express his confirmation.
Seeing such a spiritual sword, Chen Xiangqian couldn't help but marvel at it.
Although his sword would respond occasionally, it was definitely not so smart.
Chen Xiangqian looked at his knife, which was now covered with cracks.
The move of the tiger descending from the mountain was too overbearing. This sword was just made of ordinary iron. Although it had been nurtured by him for many years, it still seemed a little difficult to bear such power.
Chen Xiangqian sighed and asked Tufan, "Where did the master go?"
“Buzz~!”
Tuifan turned around, then stood sideways and pointed to where Liguan was.
"The old man had something to do and left? It's a pity that I couldn't thank him in person." Chen Xiangqian sighed.
"Buzz~!" Tufan shouted.
Chen Xiangqian didn't quite understand, but as smart as he was, he soon understood what was going on. He quickly bowed and said, "By the way, Chen Xiangqian thanks Senior Brother Shenjian for your protection."
This ceremony and the call of "Senior Brother" made Tufan extremely satisfied. He patted Chen Xiangqian's shoulder with the hilt of his sword to show his approval.
If Lin Qianxing were here, he would probably laugh out loud.
Because according to the order of priority, Chen Xiangqian should be the senior brother, and Ti Fan should be the junior brother.
Afterwards, Chen Xiangqian planned to meet Lin Qianxing and thank him in person .
He sat cross-legged on the spot, breathing in and out, and began to heal his injuries.
Chen Xiangqian's physical condition was not bad to begin with, and his internal energy cultivation was high, so he was soon healed to the point where he could barely walk.
At this time he was hungry and planned to go out to find some food.
With his strength, he can't even catch a rabbit now.
Fortunately, Tui Fan was here. The rabbit that he couldn't catch was turned into a sword light by Tui Fan, and brought it to Chen Xiangqian in an instant.
Chen Xiangqian went towards Liguan.
The other side.
Lin Qianxing returned home. After his soul returned to his body, Liu Shu asked with some concern, "How is it?"
"It's okay. I got there in time and my life is saved." Lin Qianxing said.
"Really?" Liu Shu smiled and said, "That's good."
She did not ask Lin Qianxing about his soul leaving his body, nor did she ask him why he mastered these magical powers.
She didn't even care why Lin Qianxing's appearance hadn't changed.
Because she felt that Lin Qianxing would naturally say whatever he wanted to say.
Lin Qianxing had a keen sense of perception and noticed Liu Shu's emotions. He gently held her in his arms and said, "I won't leave again, don't worry."
"Yeah." Liu Shu nodded.
Time passed, and just two days later, when Lin Qianxing was about to ride Chigang to find Chen Xiangqian, Chen Xiangqian had already flown to Liguan with the hilt of the sword in hand.
The posture of flying with a sword made Lin Qianxing a little dazed.
After landing, Chen Xiangqian's face was covered with tears and he looked very embarrassed.
He said there was no need to fly so fast, but Senior Brother Tufan was still eager to return home, so he had no choice but to hold on to the hilt of the sword tightly and fly with him.
Tufan flew to Lin Qianxing immediately, circled around him several times, and made a buzzing sound.
"Okay, okay, you did a good job ." Lin Qianxing nodded.
After hearing the praise, Ti Fan returned to the scabbard with satisfaction and went to rest.
Lin Qianxing's eyes fell on Chen Xiangqian. He was dressed in rags and looked disheveled , looking exhausted.
"Disciple Chen Xiangqian, I bow to my master." Chen Xiangqian knelt down and said, "Thank you very much, Master, for saving my life."
His head almost damaged the bluestone floor that Lin Qianxing had just polished. Lin Qianxing felt nervous and said quickly, "Alright, don't damage my floor. Go to the backyard and wash it with well water and change your clothes."
"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Master." Chen Xiangqian raised his head and said somewhat embarrassedly.
After taking a shower and changing into Lin Qianxing's clothes, Chen Xiangqian finally returned to his handsome appearance.
The snotty-nosed kid was still vivid in Lin Qianxing's memory. He was a little uncomfortable to see him become what he is now in a blink of an eye.
"What are you going to do next?" Lin Qianxing asked.
"I have seen the outside world. Now I just want to go home and be with my parents." Chen Xiangqian said.
"Okay, the world of fame and fortune is not something that can be handled by someone like you. Go back and fulfill your filial duties. Come and see me when you have time." Lin Qianxing nodded.
"Thank you for your understanding, my teacher." Chen Xiangqian said with emotion.
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and took out the knife that Lin Qianxing had given him.
"Master, I used the weapon improperly and caused it to be damaged. I feel ashamed of your kindness in giving me the weapon. Your methods are unpredictable, so please help to save its life." Chen Xiangqian raised his long sword high and said while kneeling on the ground.
Lin Qianxing looked at the long sword full of cracks, a trace of nostalgia appearing on his face.
He reached out and touched the blade, and could feel its faint spirit.
That spirit was like a candle flame, about to go out, but extremely stable.
"Get up." Lin Qianxing said.
Chen Xiangqian stood up and asked, "Master, can you save me?"
"It's not dead yet. As long as you nurture it day and night, it will eventually recover. By then, it may shed its ordinary iron body and be able to reach a higher level. There is no creation without destruction. This may be its fate." Lin Qianxing said with a smile.
Chen Xiangqian was also quite smart. After Lin Qianxing pointed it out, he understood what he meant. He nodded and said, "Disciple understands."
Two days later, Lin Qianxing sent Chen Xiangqian away and returned to his daily life.
Chen Xiangqian will return to Xianliang Village to fulfill his filial duties to his parents.
Although he is not too old, the things he has experienced are wonderful that others can't imagine.
It can be considered as fulfilling the promise I made to myself when I was young.
As time went by, news of what happened to Chen Xiangqian that night gradually spread.
The disappearance of Luo Ren and Chen Xiangqian left the two major forces leaderless. After a period of chaos, a new leader was elected, but compared with Luo Ren and Chen Xiangqian, the new person was of lesser means.
Soon the area under his rule became a chaotic mess and the people suffered misery.
The consequence of losing the support of the people is very simple, which is chaos.
Jiang Fangyuan's army took action at the right time and advanced all the way without any rivals.
In just one year, they had annexed most of the territories of both forces, without encountering any decent resistance along the way.
However, just as Jiang Fangyuan was about to reap the final fruits of victory, he suddenly died of a hidden illness caused by years of fighting.
Fortunately, his adopted son Nie Kaiyuan took over his banner and continued to lead the Jiang family army forward, otherwise the Wen Kingdom might have been in chaos for a while.
In this way, another half a year passed, and Nie Kaiyuan subdued all the anti-king forces, established the country's name as Jiang, and officially proclaimed himself emperor.
Nie Kaiyuan was a man of great ability and good command of his subordinates. He also worked hard to govern the country, trying to avoid war and chaos so that the people could recuperate.
In just three years, the State of Jiang had recovered a lot of its vitality, and the people's lives began to get better and better.
Lin Qianxing, who was far away in Liguan, also felt some of the benefits of Nie Kaiyuan's governance.
Caravans from the states of Yu and Jiang began to travel back and forth, with large quantities of goods being exchanged between the two countries. The situation became less tense, and the people became a little wealthier, able to meet their daily necessities and even purchase some luxury goods.
Liguan City, Lin Mansion.
After Lin Qianxing and Liu Shu had packed up, they took a carriage straight to the theater.
This is something that has only recently appeared in Liguan.
Due to the lack of entertainment activities, this theater is often full whenever it appears, and Lin Qianxing has to use his money to reserve a private seat.
Soon, the two arrived at the location.
The actors on the high stage were performing juggling acts to warm up the audience, and the main show had not yet begun.
"I heard that this scene is about you and your apprentice?" Liu Shu looked at Lin Qianxing and said.
"It's mainly about him, so I just show my face." Lin Qianxing said.
That’s right, someone turned Luo Ren’s death into a drama.
It has become a popular drama, and the theaters are always full whenever it is performed.
How could ordinary people have the opportunity to come into contact with military warfare, and how could they have the opportunity to meet a master like Chen Xiangqian? As for the fact that Lin Qianxing finally came down to earth with a sword and killed Luo Ren, this is even more talked about.
"Okay, let the show begin." Lin Qianxing said.
Following Lin Qianxing's voice, the previous cheers and noise suddenly disappeared, leaving only a few actors on the stage performing the story.
