Chapter 50 The resentful gaze behind

After much thought, Zhu Yun decided to go to Chuzhou to bury the bones again if he had the chance.

Zhu Yun smiled bitterly at the thought of not having a sect's name.

Not only that, even the senior’s own name was never mentioned in the suicide note.

When a mortal dies, he or she has a tombstone, but what about you?

After recovering his thoughts, Zhu Yun opened the other two storage bags.

Except for some inferior elixirs, there was only some gold and silver left.

"Give these to dad, I won't need much money anyway."

Zhu Yun walked out of the cave, climbed up the cliff as lightly as a swallow, and landed on the cliff top platform in a few breaths.

The cliff of more than ten feet could not help him at this time.

Looking at the familiar mountain path, he chuckled and hurried towards his home.

At this time, the clouds and mist in the mountains slowly faded away, and the dewdrops on the branches and leaves also disappeared.

Until there were no green plants on both sides of the path, the mountain village where he had lived for ten years came into his eyes.

"Go home!"

Zhu Yun sighed, hummed a tune, and walked slowly towards a stone house.

I haven’t seen him for a year, and he’s still like this.

Opening the door, a familiar figure was wielding an ax to chop wood.

In the past, this was all Zhu Yun’s job.

"Dad, let me do it!"

Zhu Yun said with a smile.

Zhu Rong paused for a moment, then raised the ax again, splitting a piece of wood as thick as a thigh in half, shaking his head and saying, "Without my son, I have been hallucinating these single days!"

"Dad, it's not an illusion."

Zhu Yun ducked past, but before Zhu Rong could recover, the ax appeared in Zhu Yun's hand.

"Son, is it really you?"

Zhu Rong was surprised, and the fine lines between the corners of his eyes suddenly stretched!

"Hahaha, I knew that my son would come back!"

Smiling, a line of clear tears flowed down Zhu Rong's cheeks!

Zhu Yun threw the ax aside, threw himself into Zhu Rong's arms and cried, "Dad, my son is back to see you!"

In the past year, he has killed seven people, six Qi refining stages, plus one Wan Lao Gen in the foundation building stage.

But when facing his father, he remembered that he was still a child!

"You're worthless. You're an immortal master and you're still crying. Wipe off your horse urine!"

Zhu Rong didn't realize that he was also crying, but he scolded Zhu Yun.

"Dad, like father, like son. My son sees you crying, so he cries with you!"

"Okay, you have become more capable. Do you dare to teach dad a lesson? Daddy was chopping firewood and sawdust splashed into his eyes! Hurry up and sit down, and dad will cook you a meal!"

"Dad, I chop wood and you cook!"

Zhu Yun picked up the ax again and laid out a piece of wood.

He didn't use his spiritual power, just like before, he chopped them down one by one.

Zhu Yun was busy under the stove on one side of the yard. He looked at Zhu Yun from time to time, with a proud expression on his face, and murmured to himself: "They say that the immortal master is ruthless, but my son Zhu Rong is the one who has the same relationship with me." It’s different! Meng Baishi and Zhou Huanghua have never come home to visit!”

"Dad, Big Dog and Two Dogs are busy practicing, don't talk behind their backs!"

Even if Zhu Yun doesn't use his spiritual sense, his hearing is still different from what it used to be.

Zhu Rong's face was serious and he pretended to be angry: "Okay, how dare you eavesdrop on your father? Believe it or not, I will only give you half a bowl of rice later?"

"Hey, it doesn't matter how much you eat. Even if you taste a bite of the food cooked by your father, your son will be satisfied!"

The two chatted for a while until the smell of rice came and Zhu Yun also finished chopping the firewood in the entire yard.

"Son, why did you come back this time? I have asked many questions over the past year, saying that the Immortal Sect generally does not allow new disciples to go home. Did you make a mistake and escape home?"

Before eating, Zhu Rong stared at Zhu Yun and asked.

"Dad, our Lingjian Sect is different. After one year of joining the sect, you can go home to visit your relatives after you have made some achievements in cultivation. So my son hurriedly came back to see if you secretly found me a stepmother while I was away! "

"Good boy, dad asked you about business, but you made fun of dad?" Zhu Rong hit Zhu Yun with his chopsticks.

Zhu Yun didn't hide, but the chopsticks hit the table with a crisp sound.

"Hmph, you are an immortal master now. If word spreads that you are beaten by a mortal, it will be shameless!"

"Dad," Zhu Yun took a mouthful of rice and said seriously, "What my son is telling you is business. You are young and strong now, but what will happen in a few more decades?"

"What do you mean, you won't come back...?"

Zhu Rong was not stupid either. Although Zhu Yun didn't say it clearly, he understood it.

Zhu Yun took out the stolen gold and silver from his storage bag and piled them on the table.

"Dad, find someone who knows how to live well. Keep the money well. It's not that your son won't come back, but he has a lot of things to do... not only cultivation, but also some cause and effect. People are on the path to immortality, and they can't help themselves. . From now on, my son will no longer be able to fulfill his filial piety at your knees..."

Zhu Rong's eyes suddenly turned red. He looked at the gold ingots and silver coins, and then looked at Zhu Yun's serious expression.

"Your mother died early, and our father and I depended on each other for life... Originally, dad expected you to provide for him until he died, but he never thought that you would go on to become a fairy instead. Dad took the money, and it's better not to come back in the future... ...The longevity of immortals is boundless, as long as you remember that you will always be my son Zhu Rong!"

Zhu Yun's eyes turned red. This was Zhu Rong's initiative to break off the mortal bond with him!

"Dad, don't worry, my son knows!"

After saying that, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

Just like chopping firewood, he didn't use spiritual power to protect his body until his head was bleeding...

Before leaving, Zhu Yun also went to the homes of Da Gou and Er Gou.

Big Dog's father is a bad drunkard, but he still left a few gold ingots, saying that Big Dog gave them to him.

The rotten drunkard immediately got up from the broken bed, grinning and showing his yellow teeth. He said that his son should be filial and asked Zhu Yun to help the big dog bring back more gold.

It was a completely different scene at Ergou's house.

Ergou's sister pulled Zhu Yun's sleeve and said, "Brother Zhu, why don't I come back? Am I too stupid to be left in the sect to be punished?"

Zhu Yun touched her little head and said: "Er Gou is great. With a new fate, the future will be limitless!"

Ergou's parents thanked Zhu Yun, saying that their son was stupid and hoped that Zhu Yun would take good care of him.

Zhu Yun readily agreed and asked them to take care of his father. If something happened, the two families would move around more. It would be best to introduce him to a companion.

In the end, Zhu Yun also left a lot of gold and silver, saying that it was given by Ergou.

The couple thanked him profusely and even stayed with Zhu Yun to eat.

Zhu Yun smiled and said that he had eaten at home, waved his sleeves and turned to leave.

Without taking away a single cloud...

One day and one night, Zhu Yun returned to the foot of the Lingjian Sect mountain.

Seeing that it was still early, I wanted to go to Fangshi to have a look.

Although he heard from the three casual cultivators how lively the market was, Zhu Yun Yezhong felt a little uncomfortable without seeing it for himself.

Just as he was about to set off, he suddenly felt as if someone was staring at him and couldn't help but turn around.

Where he looked was the mountain road leading to Lingjian Sect.

At this time, there were two figures on the mountain road, a petite girl who looked about seven or eight years old. She had climbed more than ten steps and seemed a little tired and was resting.

In front of her, there was a figure in black walking down quickly.

But his eyes were looking directly at Zhu Yun!

"Chen Hua?"

Zhu Yun thought to himself that he had no grudge against Chen Hua. At most, he defeated him in a duel.

But the look just now made him aware of it, which showed the resentment in it!

"Zhu Yun, I didn't expect to meet you here!"

Chen Hua had no expression on his face and walked quickly to Zhu Yun.

He was fourteen years old and nearly a head taller than Zhu Yun.

Zhu Yun asked back: "This is at the foot of the Lingjian Sect mountain. What's strange about this?"

Chen Huayu choked, it seemed to be the reason.

"Where are you going? See if you are on your way."

Zhu Yun narrowed his eyes and thought to himself, if Chen Hua had any ill intentions towards him and wanted to kill him first, he would naturally stay as far away from the Lingjian Sect as possible!

After all, he is Elder Mu's apprentice. With people coming and going under the mountain, the news cannot be hidden!

"I'm going to Fangshi, how about you?"

Zhu Yun said bluntly.

Hearing this, Chen Hua was pleasantly surprised and said: "That's very good. I also want to go to the market to exchange some things. Let's go together?"

Zhu Yun frowned slightly in his heart. Seeing that his expression didn't seem to be fake, his acting skills were too good, right?

However, this is exactly what you want!

"OK!"

Zhu Yun nodded, and Chen Hua stepped forward to stand side by side with Zhu Yun and asked, "Zhu Yun, do you want to change anything when you go to Fangshi?"

"No, I just went to take a look. The people in my valley are very poor!"

"That's right," Chen Hua didn't hear the self-mockery in Zhu Yun's words, but said: "I saved some elixirs and planned to practice different sword techniques. I always practice the Wood Spirit Sword Technique taught by my master. I feel like I’ve reached a bottleneck! If there are many pills, you can tell me what you like!”

Zhu Yun was stunned, not because of the sword art, but because Chen Hua... was so kind?

Chen Hua did not pay attention to Zhu Yun's expression, but continued to ask: "By the way, Zhu Yun, I remember that you have five spiritual roots, right? How high has your Qi cultivation been?"

Zhu Yun came to his senses, was this a test of his background?

If I told you about the fourth level of Qi Refining, would you still dare to fight me?