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Li Qingshan received the message and hurried over to the Hawkwolf Guard of the Clear River prefecture. He pushed open the door and entered. "What's the matter?"
"Kid, I have a mission for you." Wang Pushi looked at the nimble Li Qingshan and nodded in satisfaction inside. No matter how unruly he was, he was still a trustworthy person.
"What mission?" Li Qingshan thought to himself. Sure enough, he knew a little about the current predicament the Hundred Schools of Thought faced. Fu Qingjin's actions instead erased his sense of guilt. He did not even care about the person who had started this, so what was there to feel guilty about when he was the one who faced the enemy head-on?
Hwa Seung-zan paced around in deep thought, arriving beside Li Qingshan. "You know my younger sister and Yu Zijian, right?"
Li Qingshan said, "Of course."
"What do you think of them?"
"They're both good girls. What, you want to propose marriage for me and marry your younger sister to me?" Li Qingshan smiled.
Hwa Seung-zan smiled as well. "You have the right. If you can get Qiongzhi and Chenglu to nod, I won't interfere. Your mission is to protect them secretly. " The reason for this mission was inexplicable. It was rather strange. How could regular Foundation Establishment cultivators have the patience to protect two Qi Practitioners? That sliver of good will clearly became extremely important.
"I remember that. It's been three years since we last met. Chenglu has become even more beautiful! Let's stop joking around. Where am I supposed to protect them? "
Wang Pushi said, "Nowhere. It's just a few simple missions."
Li Qingshan was perplexed. "You want a Foundation Establishment cultivator to protect two Qi Practitioners? You sure are thoughtful. Since there's danger, just get them to stay put. Can't you just get me to complete the mission? "
Hwa Seung-zan said apologetically, "This is extremely important, so I can't explain it to you. And, not only can you not let them know about this, but you can't let anyone else know either. I know it doesn't make sense. Apart from you, I don't trust anyone else … "
"If you trust me, why aren't you telling me the truth? Alright, I won't trouble you. Don't worry. As long as I'm here, no one can touch a single hair on them. "
"No, if it's not life-threatening, don't do anything. Just watch and that's enough. Just treat it as training for them!"
"Interesting, you've really piqued my curiosity!"
He left the Hawkwolf Guard. Li Qingshan turned in the direction of the Cloudwisp Association. He did not cast any spells. He walked slowly like a chariot. He blended into the crowd.
Right now, it was the end of the year. The entire Clear River prefecture was bustling with activity and joy, as if it had not been affected by the war at all.
On the contrary, due to the chaos of war, the prefectural city became the only peaceful place. Countless people moved their families there, which created a strange kind of prosperity.
Most cultivators didn't have the concept of celebrating a new year. Li Qingshan had not seen such a scene in a long time. He felt a sense of familiarity as he followed the flow of people. Before long, they arrived at the entrance of the Cloudwisp Association.
The three words "Cloudwisp Association" were written on the fiery-red archway. It was decorated with lanterns and banners everywhere, giving off a joyous atmosphere. Performances were currently taking place inside.
Operas, storytelling, and singing were all available, but the price was extremely cheap. It only cost a few copper coins, and you could spend an entire afternoon sitting in a theatre in the dead of winter, drinking hot tea and eating snacks. You could forget about the troubles of the mortal world amidst one story after another. It had already become a trend in the Clear River prefecture.
Li Qingshan walked past the archway and tossed a few taels of silver before entering the newly built theatre. A gust of hot air greeted him. The theatre was packed, numbering around a thousand people. In the centre was an old man who was telling a story loudly. He was telling the story of the Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber. The inscriptions on the ground amplified his voice several times over, reaching every corner clearly.
In a room behind the Cloudwisp association, Sun Fubai and Liu Chuanfeng sat opposite one another.
Sun Fubai grumbled, "Junior brother, since you've seen Qingshan, why don't you get him to come over and discuss the next step of the plan?"
Liu Chuanfeng said, "What's there to discuss? It's so chaotic outside. None of the plans can be carried out. It's just within the Clear River prefecture. Just having us is enough. Speaking of these difficulties, we'll be scolded again."
"Scolded by who? Long time no see, uncle Fu. Your cultivation has improved again. " Li Qingshan walked in with a smile. All he saw was Sun Fubai sitting on a round-backed chair. He wore thin, grey robes, and his hair and beard were all white. However, he was in better spirits instead. His true qi surged through his various meridians. He was close to the peak of the tenth layer.
Sun Fubai leapt to his feet and said in surprise, "Qingshan, you've finally come!" He studied him and was greatly gratified. "I heard you've reached Foundation Establishment. Sure enough, sure enough. Very good, very good!"
Li Qingshan sat down and listened to Sun Fubai explain the development of the Cloudwisp association. Just like what Liu Chuanfeng had said, they had developed very well in the prefectural city. They had already opened up many branches, but their situation was extremely horrible in other places. Bandits were everywhere, and daemons ran amok. Their lives were in constant danger, so who would be in the mood to listen to their stories?
Liu Chuanfeng said, "Especially now that some Moon Devil has appeared, forcing the Demon Slayer to cower in fear. Perhaps before long, the Clear River prefecture will become the world of daemons."
Sun Fubai frowned. "Junior brother, why are you saying something so depressing again?"
"The situation will improve. The war won't last forever. We need to make preparations right now to win the hearts of the people. I visited the School of Painting a while ago … "Li Qingshan told him about Chu Shidao's idea.
Sun Fubai's eyes lit up. "That's a good idea. Qingshan, if you don't have time, why don't you go visit the School of Painting?"
Li Qingshan said, "It's best if you don't go visit him for now. Master Chu's health … isn't particularly good."
Sun Fubai nodded, expressing his understanding. He smiled. "Qingshan, with your return, our school of Novels seems to have gained a pillar of support. Right now, the schools are replacing the old with the new. Junior brother, you can give up your position. "
Liu Chuanfeng became nervous. He was afraid of seeing Li Qingshan, and he was also afraid of mentioning this. He had just gotten a taste of being a school master, and he had a few disciples now, so he was very reluctant to give up his position. Fortunately, Li Qingshan declined immediately, which allowed Liu Chuanfeng to ease up. He poured him a cup of tea in a hurry.
Sun Fubai suddenly asked, "Qingshan, do you practise the Arts of the Boundless Ocean?"
"That's right!" Li Qingshan's heart skipped a beat. However, this wasn't a secret in the Hundred Schools of Thought, so it wasn't strange that Sun Fubai knew about it.
Sun Fubai recalled. "Back then, there was this cultivation method in my bookstore, but it was only the first half. Later, I gave it to a black, burly man."
Liu Chuanfeng said, "It's still a cultivation method. Why did you give it to him?"
Sun Fubai said in annoyance, "Isn't it because of your book that made me lose face? Plus, that big man has a forthright personality. He even said that if he was lucky enough to find all the cultivation methods in the future, he would send this cultivation method to me. I didn't expect that you would be practicing this cultivation method."
"What a coincidence. Who knows where that burly man is now, and whether he's dead or alive. Why don't I let you take a look at this cultivation method? At least I've fulfilled one of my wishes." Li Qingshan smiled. He took out the jade scroll and gave it to Sun Fubai. The promise of the past had been fulfilled in this way. Life was truly unpredictable.
PS: The flight arrived in the afternoon, but he only arrived at the hotel after 11. He was so tired that he went to sleep.
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