The galloping horse's hooves splashed the yellow muddy water. The yellow buckskin horse galloped through the curtain of rain and came to the Iron Fist Gate. The rider on the horse suddenly pulled the reins and with a neigh, the horse raised its hooves high.
"Old Master!" The disciples waiting outside the door saw the person and came forward to greet him.
Liu Hong got off the horse. His body was as strong as before. He shook the reins and strode into the door. When he came to the front of the main hall, he saw Li Long and was shocked. "You're back!"
"Master!" Li Long also rushed out of the hall and knelt down in the rain. He had joined Iron Fist since he was a child and learned martial arts from Liu Hong. He had received all kinds of teachings from him. His feelings for him were even deeper than his father's.
"Good, good, good. It's good that you're back!" Liu Hong was excited. He helped Li Long up with both hands and entered the hall to sit down. The master and the disciple were so excited that they didn't know what to say.
"Death is inevitable in life. Only by cultivating like you can one transcend life and death. Your father is so old that it's a happy death. Don't be too sad. I'm afraid it won't be long before you come back to mourn for me! "
Speaking of Li Long's father, Liu Hong couldn't help but sigh. At his age, he felt the threat of death day by day. He was very envious of cultivators who could prolong their lives.
"Master, what are you talking about? You're strong and can certainly live to a hundred years old."
Li Long said sincerely. After more than ten years, Liu Hong seemed to have aged a lot. His face was full of wrinkles, and most of his hair was white. Only Qi Refinement could slow down aging. No matter how strong a warrior was, he couldn't resist the erosion of time. Living to a hundred years old was already the limit.
"Yes, master. It's not easy to transcend life and death. At most, you can live a few more years. As long as you live comfortably for the rest of your life, it doesn't matter."
Wang Lei was in the prime of his life and had a strong physique, so he didn't really care about the word "death". When he heard Liu Hong talk about how good it was to be a cultivator, he felt a little uncomfortable. He wouldn't envy his Junior Brother whose martial arts were not as good as his.
Liu Hong glared at Wang Lei. "I've lived on the edge of a knife for so many years. Do I need you to teach me? It's all thanks to me and that Li Qingshan that you were able to live in peace for so many years. "
Wang Lei was unhappy. He was a Sect Master after all, but Liu Hong lectured him like he was a child. However, in the Jianghu, a master's status was even higher than a father's. Regardless of whether it was the righteous or evil path, deceiving one's master and destroying one's ancestors was a great crime. Everything he had came from Liu Hong, so he couldn't refute it.
"Senior brother is right. The most important thing in life is to be as you wish. Cultivation has its difficulties too. I almost lost my life a while ago. Speaking of which, it might not even be as good as living a peaceful life in Qingyang city."
Li Long tried to persuade him. Although he had spent more time with land than people in the past few years, he could sense some of Wang Lei's thoughts. However, he had no intentions of comparing himself to him. They lived in completely different worlds already. He did not want to make Wang Lei unhappy because of him either. After all, Liu Hong would have to rely on him for his retirement in the future.
Hearing how Li Long agreed with him, Wang Lei cheered up again. "Junior brother really has understood quite a lot after going out for a stroll. Just like the old saying, no matter how good it is outside, it's not as comfortable as home!"
Liu Hong said in surprise, "There's even danger in the Hundred Schools of Thought? I heard that it's like the dwelling of immortals. The basic necessities of life there are incomparable to those of mortals! "
Only now did he notice how Li Long was dressed. He seemed very disheveled, but at the same time, he discovered that Just now, when he walked out and knelt in the rain, there were actually no traces of wetness on him at all. He was just as dry and rustic as before.
Li Long told him about the Exhibition Matches of the Nine Prefectures and sighed heavily. "In that battle, there were thousands of cultivators, but only around a hundred survived. Many people with higher cultivations and techniques than me died there. Even now, I still feel lingering fear when I think about it."
"I never thought the cultivation community would be even more dangerous than the jianghu. I really do have to thank that Li Qingshan!"
Liu Hong was amazed. A battle on such a scale was completely unimaginable. It was even more dangerous than the battles of the jianghu. Even more unimaginable was that the country bumpkin from back then already possessed such remarkable abilities.
"Li Qingshan. I heard he's become a great figure now!"
Wang Lei felt like he was listening to a heavenly book. He was at a loss for a moment, imagining just how mighty it would be for him to put an end to a battle on a battlefield rife with techniques and blades.
"Yes. He's already the Scarlet Hawk commander of the Clear River prefecture now. He's close to breaking through to the second heavenly tribulation. He's planning on marrying great general Han's daughter."
Wang Lei clicked his tongue in wonder. "That's impressive. Master, you even hit him back then!"
"It's not worth mentioning at all! It's not worth mentioning at all!" Liu Hong laughed aloud. Back then, Li Qingshan had offered ten taels of silver for a punch from him, which had infuriated him quite a lot. Thinking about it now, he had actually hit such an important figure before, which instead made him feel very proud.
Li Long thought about the past and could not help but smile. They chatted for a while longer, and the sky gradually darkened.
Liu Hong said, "It's getting late. Let's hurry back to the Crouching Ox village through the night!"
Wang Lei said, "It's difficult to traverse the mountain paths when it's raining. Junior brother has come all the way here, and he hasn't even eaten yet, so there's no need to hurry. Why don't we rest in Qingyang city for the night and wait until tomorrow? Junior brother can have a proper bath tonight and change into a set of decent clothes. You can basically say that he's returning home in glory. "
"We'll all have to change into mourning clothes when we get back. What's there to change?" Then Liu Hong glanced at Li Long. "Though, why don't we just change into a set of mourning clothes here?" In other words, he really did find his current set of clothes to be rather unpresentable.
The phrase "returning home in glory" was all "returning home in glory". The smaller the village, the more attention they paid to this sort of decency.
All Li Long could do was smile bitterly. Earth elder Huang had personally bestowed his set of clothes to him. Although it seemed very shabby after being passed down through the school of Agriculture for many generations, it was still a supreme grade spiritual artifact after all. It would bring great benefit to his cultivation, so why would people look down on it?
"Master, let's hurry back after we eat!"
Originally, Wang Lei wanted to hold a great banquet in the Qingyang restaurant to welcome Li Long back, but he was reprimanded by Liu Hong again. As a result, he held a banquet in the hall and called over a few prominent figures of the Iron Fist to accompany him. The alcohol was aged for over twenty years, while the dishes were delicacies from the mountains and the wild game. It was a delicacy of delicacies.
Li Long only drank the alcohol and ate a few mouthfuls before stopping. Wang Lei said, "Junior brother, is it not to your taste? I'll get them to remake it!"
"I'm used to eating fruits! I planted all of these myself. Everyone, have a taste! " As a result, Li Long took out a few fruits from his hundred treasures pouch and distributed them to everyone on the table, as well as a jar of fruit wine he had brewed himself.
In the past few years, he basically ate his three meals a day from the crops he grew, which could basically replace the pills he normally used for cultivation. He sold the rest, which had always sold well. As a result, as long as they had enough land and were willing to work hard, disciples of the school of Agriculture were all very wealthy.
"Then we'd like to try it." Wang Lei glanced at the hundred treasures pouch on Li Long's waist in envy. He sneered inside, Why does he seem like a poor relative from the countryside? He even brought some local produce.
Everyone could not stop after tasting it. For a moment, they fell silent. Only when they finished off the fruits and drank the jar of wine did they exhale deeply. Their faces were filled with the aftertaste.
These ordinary fruits were actually more delicious than any of the delicacies on the table. They felt refreshed, and the jar of wine went without saying. The fragrance filled the air as it entered their mouths. It seemed rather bland, but it immediately became as intense as fire. Their organs felt like they were being ironed, and the fragrance lingered for a very long time. All the fine wines they had tasted in their lives were as tasteless as plain water compared to this. To those who loved wine, they could even shorten their lifespans by a decade or two if they could drink wine like this every day.
A leader said in surprise and joy, "I feel like my inner force has grown by quite a lot!" It was not just him. Everyone sensed the changes in their bodies. Not only had their inner force increased, but even some of the hidden injuries they had accumulated over the years had healed.
When they looked at Li Long again, they all felt deep veneration. The things he had casually given them were all rare treasures in the jianghu! It was very normal for it to lead to a bloody battle. In the past, a single stalk of spiritual ginseng was enough to turn Qingyang city upside down.
As a genius disciple of the school of Agriculture, the fruits that Li Long had grown were no worse than the spiritual ginseng. Although the spiritual ginseng was relatively old, it had not been nurtured with great care.
"Junior brother, these things must have been difficult to obtain!" Wang Lei's feelings were rather mixed. He no longer dared to underestimate the "disciples of the school of Agriculture". Li Long beside him suddenly became unfathomable too.
"It was very difficult in the beginning. It took me quite a lot of time to understand. The control of sunlight and rain is very particular. Most importantly, I still have to use suitable techniques …" Li Long explained some of the farming methods of the school of Agriculture, but he saw how everyone was confused, so he stopped talking.
Liu Hong stroked his beard with a smile. He was comforted. Li Long had even prepared a jar of medicinal alcohol for Liu Hong, but when he considered its value, he did not dare to take it out so directly. He had to wait for a suitable opportunity.
After eating these things, the banquet became tasteless again. And, although they did not feel full, they did not feel hungry at all.
As a result, the group set off overnight. Basically all the disciples of the Iron Fist set off, making their way to the Crouching Ox village in a grand manner.
The Crouching Ox village was also submerged in the night rain. Only caretaker Liu's home and village head Li's home still had their lights on. In a dark hut in the west of the village, a man and a woman conversed.
The woman said gruffly, "Old man Li is dead, so Li Long will definitely return to the village. He's on good terms with Li Er, so we have to ask him to send a letter to that kid. He's rich now, so he can't forget about us. We've taken care of him for so many years. Without us to cook for him, he would have starved to death a long time ago!"
This had once been the voice that Li Qingshan hated the most, and this was his home in the past, or more accurately, the ruined cowshed next door. There was another cow in the cowshed, and there would also be children playing the flute, riding the cow to the Crouching Ox hill to graze the cows. However, they did not have to stay in the cowshed. Who knew how many times better their food and clothing were compared to the past Li Qingshan.
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