By the time Li Changan returned to Longmen Inn in Qingyun City, it was already dawn.

At the entrance of Longmen Inn, Hao Ren and the Lu brothers stood at the door, waiting for them.

Hao Ren looked at the depression Li Changan and said, "You are back after all. We have been looking for you for a long time, but I'm so worried."

Li Changan's eyes were swollen and his face was pale. He showed a forced smile and said to the three of them: "I'm fine." Seeing that Xie Youyu was not seen among the three of them, Li Changan asked with some concern: "Where is Xie Youyu? He will not let the black shadow..."

After hearing Xie Youyu's name, Hao Ren was so angry that he didn't even hit him. He cursed: "That wolf-hearted thing has run away; he even took the crystal stone of the Lord Qingyun City, which really lost all the face of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect."

Lu Zihao said, "Stop talking about him, it will save you a lot of trouble."

Lu Zizhen said: "I may know the identity of the black shadow."

Hao Ren asked, "Who is it?"

"If I'm not mistaken, then the man should be Hei Wuchang from the Corpse Yin Sect."

"Corpsy Yin Sect?"

Lu Zizhen said: "Hei Wuchang is just his nickname, and no one knows his real name; Hei Wuchang was in the Golden Pill stage before, but later in a battle, the Golden Pill was shattered, and his cultivation level fell to the Foundation Establishment stage, and then it disappeared. It is said that this person's body skills are extremely fast and he is cruelly killed."

"Hei Wuchang! He is not easy to deal with, otherwise, we should wait for the senior brother of the sect to come and help." Lu Zihao said.

Li Changan sighed and said, "No, Hei Wuchang is dead."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this!

"How did you die?" the three of them asked in unison.

Li Changan said with a sad expression: "Diet from the self-destruction of fellow Taoist Fan Qingman."

"It turned out that the loud noise yesterday was a self-destruction, no wonder there was such a loud noise."

Li Changan bowed to the three of them and said, "I am a little tired. There are still some zombies outside Qingyun City. I'll ask Senior Brother Hao Ren and the two Brothers Lu to clean up."

Hao Ren patted Li Changan on the shoulder and said, "Just just rest, let's leave the rest to us."

Li Changan returned to the room silently.

He lay on the bed, silently observing silence: "I'm sorry, I didn't catch you."

Li Changan raised the fragments of her clothes in her hand; everything Fan Qingman was destroyed with the self-destruction, and this fragment was the last relic she left in the world.

It was just a chance meeting, but it only lasted three times; but when Li Changan looked at the fragments of Fan Qingman's clothes, he still felt guilty.

"It's all my fault!" Li Changan held the fragments in his hand tightly, and his spirit was depressed, and a feeling of powerlessness spread throughout his body. Li Changan's eyes couldn't help but shed tears again.

If it were to be Fan Qingman's hand at that time, not this fragment, maybe Fan Qingman would not have died, and the young man naively thought.

Just as time passed day by day in self-blame and guilt, what called Li Changan's thoughts back was a knock on the door.

"Junior Brother Li, someone is here to find you." Hao Ren's voice sounded at the door, "You are not sure what happened to you, Junior Brother Li. You slept for a day and a night as soon as you come back. Senior Sister, wait."

"Dongdongdongdongdong." A knock on the door sounded.

"Who?" Li Changan asked with his eyes open.

A gentle female voice said, "It's me."

After hearing the voice, Li Changan stood up and opened the door.

Seeing Li Changan open the door, Hao Ren couldn't wait to say, "Junior Brother Li, this fairy is looking for you."

Li Changan bowed to the woman in front of him and said, "Sister Ouyang."

A woman's heart is much thinner than a man. Looking at the listless Li Changan, Ouyang Qian wanted to ask something, but when she saw Hao Ren present, she resisted the urge to speak again.

When he met his beautiful senior sister, who seemed to have something to say to Junior Brother Li, Hao Ren politely stepped out.

Ouyang Qian closed the door.

"I came over when I received your flying talisman. Is there anything wrong?"

Li Changan shook his head, "I'm sorry, senior sister, I'm just going for nothing, the matter is almost over."

Ouyang Qian shook her head and said, "It's okay, I'm just bringing Qingyun City this time." Looking at Li Changan who was in a depressed state, Ouyang Qian asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Li Changan sighed, put away the fragments of his clothes in his hand, and then told Fan Qingman about it.

After hearing this, Ouyang Qian was speechless for a long time.

Li Changan covered his face, "It's all my fault."

"Why do you blame me?"

“If I had…”

Ouyang Qian shook her head and interrupted Li Changan's words, "Manpower is sometimes poor, and all things in this world have their own lives and death, so no wonder you."

Looking at the decadent Li Changan, Ouyang Qian explained: "The master asked me a question back then. She asked me why I wanted to take a sword. At that time, I was still young and didn't know how to answer."

"After the master died, I found the answer." Ouyang Qian held the sword in her hand, "Because only by holding the sword in her hand can you protect the loved one."

Ouyang Qian patted Li Changan on the back, "The dead are gone, and the living are like this!"

"Sadness, self-blame cannot be replaced by regrets, and there is no regret in this world that is as good as it was at that time."

"Our sword cultivator has the only sword in his hand."

"If you don't want to have regrets, you can only become stronger."

"So Senior Brother Liu Bai will go into seclusion, so the Lord Haoran will be hung in the air; so you can only become stronger!"

Li Changan's eyes were red, "I..."

Ouyang Qian shook her head and said to Li Changan: "Stop talking about this. At the end of next autumn next year, the Jiutian Sword Sect will hold a once-in-a-century swordsmanship; in Cangzhou, a senior from my Jiutian Sword Sect lives in seclusion here; I came to Cangzhou this time to send invitations to that senior."

Li Changan asked, "Who is this senior? Is he very powerful?"

Ouyang Qian said "hmm" and said, "The senior I am looking for is named Lugou. He is the junior brother of Lord Wang and the son of Lord Lu. His sword-making skills can rank among the top five in the world. The Nine Heavenly Sword Sect has millions of swords, ranking 93rd Tianshen, the three swords of one hundred and five, and the three swords of the two hundred and ninety-six dragons are all from the hands of Senior Lu."

Lu Bufan was the former head of Zhujian Pavilion, Xiao Yichen's senior brother, and one of the nine personal disciples of Fusangzi. Lugou was his son.

Lu Bufan's cultivation was completely destroyed in the battle of the northern border of the Frontier. After returning to the Nine Heavens Sword Sect, he did not pass the Master of the Sword to his son Lugou, but to his eldest disciple Wu Zong. It is said that Lugou left the Nine Heavens Sword Sect in anger because of this moment.

Li Changan said: "But, my mission..."

Ouyang Qian smiled and said, "You don't need to worry. Hao Ren and the two fellow Taoists of Jiyang Sect have cleaned up the zombies in Qingyun City."

"Then, Sister Ouyang, wait for me, I'll say goodbye to the two fellow Taoists of Jiyang Sect." Li Changan said.

"OK."

Li Changan stood at the top of the city, looking at the people coming and going in Qingyun City, and a hundred flowers bloomed.

Early this morning, after the news that the Lord of Qingyun City had cleared the zombies was announced, Qingyun City, which had been shrouded for more than a month, began to rejuvenate.

Looking at the smiling faces of the residents in the city, the sun shining, Li Changan felt so comfortable for the first time.

Lu Zihao said to Li Changan: "We are going to know the sect too. If you have time to come to Jiyang Sect to find me, I will invite you to drink."

Lu Zizhen said, "We will part with you when we meet in the mountains and rivers."

Li Changan clasped his fists and said, "Two, take care of yourself!"

"Take care of yourself!"

Finally, after talking about the situation with Hao Ren, Li Changan and Ouyang Qian arrived in Renqiu in Cangzhou.

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Ren Qiu's spiritual energy is thinner than Qingyun City.

Li Changan followed Ouyang Qian's footsteps and soon found his residence in Lugou.

The two stood at the door of a dilapidated weapon shop. The shop was decorated very old, and there was a lot of dust in the room. It seemed that there was no business. An old man in his sixties or seventies looked like he was sitting alone in the corner of the room with a small chair.

The old man looked weak, with more than half of the hair on his head falling off. The short-sized person leaned half on the small chair, squinting his eyes to enjoy the peace of winter. The shabby cotton jacket wrapped around the old man's thin body. Perhaps the appearance of the two made the old man feel uncomfortable, "Of the Jiutian Sword Sect?"

Ouyang Qian clasped her fists and smiled at the old man, saying, "Senior Lu has good eyesight."

Lugou moved his body unhappily. He tightened his cotton jacket and said, "I can feel the sword that is so desperate that I can't kill you from afar."

Lugou looked at the sword that Ouyang Qian was blocking behind her waist and said, "You are from Taiyuan Pavilion..." The old man looked at Li Changan again, and the old man frowned and asked, "Don't you wear a sword? Are you from Xuantian Pavilion?"

Li Changan bent down to the old man and bowed, "Senior Lu is polite, I am Liuyun Pavilion..."

Hearing the three words Liuyun Pavilion, Lugou couldn't help but ask curiously and hurriedly: "Has Xiao Yichen accepted his apprentice again?"

"Yes."

Lugou looked at the two of them and asked, "Why can you find me in Renqiu?"

Ouyang Qian smiled with a smile: "We have known about your seclusion in Renqiu for a long time. The swordsmanship will be held at the end of next autumn. Master Wu asked me to invite my seniors to go back to watch the ceremony."

Lugou curled his lips and said, "Why don't he let the disciples of Zhujian Pavilion come to invite me?"

"Peace Master Wu said that if you ask the disciples of Zhujian Pavilion to come and invite seniors, you are afraid that seniors will be unhappy."

Lugou snorted and said, "He is still afraid that I am unhappy? If he is afraid that I am unhappy, don't inherit the position of the Lord of Zhujian Pavilion! If he is afraid that I am unhappy, he should advise the old man not to wade into that muddy water."

Looking at the old man who was as angry as a child, Ouyang Qian said, "Since he lost his cultivation 18 years ago, the body of the old Pavilion Master Lu has been deteriorating..."

When Lugou heard this, his eyes dimmed. Then he couldn't help but feel angry and said, "I told him not to go back then. He was still ignorant at such age! He insisted on going around with the younger generations, but the end of this is good, his cultivation level has been abandoned!"
To be continued...