Chapter 1347: Burning Incense

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Five years later.

They returned to the territory of Fushi Sect in a safe and secure manner. The rolling mountains were majestic, the spiritual energy was gushing out, the pavilions were magnificent, and the fairy spirit was floating. There was no more bloody evil spirit lingering around the world.

In the main peak of Yunque.

A ancestral hall.

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Chi Hao, dressed in white, was praying incense there devoutly. Behind him, the hundreds of younger brothers from various tribes he had accepted were also praying incense respectfully and paying tribute to the spirit tablet above. Their sad faces were also quite appropriate.

On the spirit tablet.

There was no spirit tablet.

There was only a yellow-level photo stone.

It was left behind by the heavenly sacrifice ceremony that year.

And the picture in the photo stone happened to be the picture of Chen Xun being sat on the face by a white duck, and the fat white duck actually occupied most of the photo screen.

However, the memorial service was for Chen Xun...

"With the departure of Senior Brother, who can bear the burden of the sect? Hao... is worried."

Chi Hao sighed sadly, remembering the fierce and still resisting Senior Brother Six, "Recalling the past, Senior Brother Six seemed to appear in front of me again, it was a sunny day..."

"Senior Brother Chi, you are Junior Brother Futian, we will definitely ask for you in front of the temple, no matter your status or talent, you are the only one who is expected by everyone!"

"Yes, how can our sect not have the position of Futian for a day!"

...

The mob in this ancestral hall began to brag about Chi Hao again. The latter's expression was still sad, but the corners of his mouth that were silently raised were probably a little bit suppressed even when Fu Shi Tai Shang came in person.

Thanks to Chi Hao, many disciples of the Ten Thousand Races were spreading the news of Chen Xun's sudden death.

After all, his status in the entire Fu Shi Sect was quite high. Of course, no strong people believed it, but some low-level disciples spread rumors and it was a topic of conversation.

In fact, there are many contemporary disciples who wish Chen Xun would die suddenly, but that is Futian, and there are many immortals protecting him behind him. Even if he dies suddenly, he can't die suddenly...

It's better to think about it. The fool Chi Hao is not taken care of by the contemporary strong men. Everyone can see his little thoughts.

In the ancestral hall.

Chi Hao is still remembering his sixth senior brother, speaking passionately, and men are silent and women are crying.

"Chi Hao."

Suddenly, a breeze blew in the ancestral hall, and a mysterious sound came with the breeze of heaven and earth.

And a figure in black clothes suddenly appeared in front of Chi Hao, and he stared at Chi Hao expressionlessly.

"Yes, just like today...Sixth Senior Brother suddenly appeared in front of me."

Chi Hao's eyes were full of emotion, he seemed to really see Chen Xun appear in front of him, "Sixth Senior Brother, go well..."

Hmm? !

No!

Chi Hao's eyes suddenly opened, his face changed drastically, and he let out a shocking roar: "Sixth Brother!!!"

"Ah!! Sixth Brother, misunderstanding!!"

"I'll take you out to learn the truth and see if you have made any progress in these years."

"Sixth Brother, I know I was wrong! I was wrong!! Ah~~~!!"

Bang! Bang!

Chi Hao was grabbed by the back of the neck by Chen Xun and slowly dragged out of the ancestral hall, where smoke and dust were billowing and Chi Hao's miserable screams were accompanied. It was easy to imagine the scene.

Men were still silent and women were crying.

Half an hour later.

Chi Hao sat cross-legged on the spirit seat with a swollen nose and face. The photo stone was also destroyed. He had no desire to live and sat cross-legged upright.

A group of young disciples stood in fear on all sides, sweating profusely.

"You all."

"Greetings to Senior Brother Futian!" Before Chen Xun could say more, these young disciples from various tribes were almost ready to kneel down and worship.

"Come and pay tribute to him every month, and start burning incense now."

"Yes...Yes!"

Their hands were trembling as they burned incense, and they kept paying tribute to Chi Hao, who was sitting cross-legged on the spirit seat with a bruised face and nose. The latter's lips were wide open, as if his mouth had been twisted and he couldn't close it even if he wanted to.

In the ancestral hall, green smoke was curling.

Chi Hao was able to bring honor to his ancestors, and he was the first to burn incense.

"Junior Brother Futian!"

Outside the ancestral hall, a voice of surprise and joy came from Mo Ruoxiao, who looked righteous. But when he saw the strange scene in the ancestral hall, he blurted out, "How can this be a sacrifice to a living person?!"

"Senior Brother Mo."

Chen Xun calmly bowed his hands and explained casually, "I haven't been home for many years, so I should discipline my junior brother to avoid embarrassing him outside."

Chi Hao looked extremely painful, opened his mouth and tried to look at Senior Brother Mo. His swollen eyes seemed to have squeezed out a slit from his eye sockets, and he looked very embarrassed.

"So that's it." Mo Ruoxiao smiled and bowed his hands. As a senior brother from the same sect, he should have the obligation to teach his junior brother.

He also investigated and found that he was not practicing any evil methods. Junior Brother Chi Hao only had superficial injuries. As for the reason, he also thought of it, it was the rumor...

"Since we parted at Shenxiao Xianguan, I haven't seen Junior Brother's demeanor again. Today, I heard that you have returned, so I am going to invite Junior Brother to my Baoyuan Cave to get together and welcome Junior Brother."

"Senior Brother Mo, is there a banquet?"

"Haha, yes, many fellow disciples in Baoyuan Cave are waiting for you. This will make Baoyuan Cave glorious... I wonder if Junior Brother has the time to show his face?"

"Go! How can Junior Brother not give face to Senior Brother Mo!"

"Haha, great!"

...

The two of them walked away while talking. As for the worship in the ancestral hall, it was still going on... No one came to care about Chi Hao.

In the end, it was Senior Sister Ling Qingzhi who saved Chi Hao. She did not stop preaching, which made the boy cry bitterly. He followed Ling Qingzhi to Chaoxia Peak silently.

He wanted to stay at Senior Sister's place for a while to avoid the limelight.

In the sect, only Senior Sister and Third Senior Brother Mo Lin could protect him, and they were closer to him than his own family.

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Fushi Sect, Baoyuan Cave.

This cave is adjacent to Shicha Sea, with beautiful scenery and hidden spiritual veins in the sea. It is a very elegant place for cultivating immortals.

Today, it is very lively here. Since the demons outside Shenxiao Immortal Pass evacuated, they have returned from the battlefield. The hundreds of cultivators here can be said to be part of the backbone of Fushi Sect.

They are all chivalrous men who have shed blood for the people and contributed to the sect.

Chen Xun was willing to give Mo Ruoxiao this face. There was a reason for eating a banquet, and there was another reason. He respected the righteous men like Baili Clan in his heart, regardless of the realm of cultivation.

For three consecutive days, the host and the guests were happy.

It was the first time for Chen Xun to meet the core disciples of the various tribes of Fushi Sect. They were very free and easy, and had the same temperament as Mo Ruoxiao, which was also in line with the temperament of Chen Xun, a social bandit.

He recognized all the senior brothers and sisters present, but there was not much food at the banquet, just tea tasting and talking about Taoism.

This scene made Chen Xun sigh secretly, and decided to carry forward the real feast culture in the sect in the future.

This was too bland, not a single dish was served... How could they have the same temperament as the three-eyed ancient immortals, just drinking spiritual tea.

After the banquet.

Chen Xun and Mo Ruoxiao walked slowly along the coast.

"Senior Brother Mo." Chen Xun is now more familiar with them, "In fact, I don't know much about the huge territory of Fushi Sect. I wonder if you can recommend a few places with beautiful scenery."

After saying that, he smiled. To be honest, it was the first time he heard of Baoyuan Cave and Shichahai.

"Oh? Junior brother, are you looking for a place to retreat?" Mo Ruoxiao frowned. He knew that Futian had gone to the fairyland of heaven and earth, and he would definitely retreat after returning.

As for how many great chains others have cut, only a fool would ask others about the secrets of the immortal way.

"No." Chen Xun's eyes showed hope, looking at the sea, "This place can be used for fishing, and I also want to find an elegant place to paint, so that I can enjoy the scenery of the world."

"Haha, my junior brother is really elegant."

Hearing this, Mo Ruoxiao was stunned, but continued, "Of course there is, my sect has a Mo Ling Fairy Pond, I heard that it was the place where a deceased master attained enlightenment."

"The scenery there is beautiful, and you can see the mountains and rivers of my sect from afar. I believe it will meet my needs."

"Oh?"

Chen Xun's eyes lit up slightly, "Thank you for your guidance, senior brother, give me a pass."

"It's a small matter." Mo Ruoxiao pointed to the void, and a talisman appeared out of thin air and fell into Chen Xun's palm, "Junior brother, if you have nothing to do, you can come to us to discuss Taoism. Although we are not as good as Uncle Yuan's Taoism, you can also come to chat and calm your mind."

"Okay." Chen Xun looked at Mo Ruoxiao deeply.

After he grasped the talisman, he instantly turned into a stream of light and left the coast.

Mo Ruoxiao bathed in the sea breeze, with a trace of worry in his eyes. In the era of great strife, the three thousand worlds are plagued by internal and external troubles...

He only hopes that in the future, when Junior Brother Futian takes the helm of the sect, he can lead the Fushi Sect to be passed down for a longer time, and hope that the sect's tradition will prosper.

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One year later.

A very surprised voice burst out from Chaoxia Peak:

"Junior Sister Nine, Junior Brother Ten, what? Master actually asked me to go to the Taikoo Academy to meet the daughter of the Gu family?!"

"Then I will go back to the cave to prepare and leave immediately. I will definitely not delay my sect's plan! I, Chi Hao, am willing to sacrifice for the sect, and I will never complain like Senior Brother Six!"