deltrittennovels Chapter 325, Site 31: Lu Jin Appears
Chapter 325, Site 31: Lu Jin Appears
In hidden corners of the world, there are quite a few researchers, like this blond, blue-eyed Western old man, whose obsession with the East borders on madness.
They organized researchers to explore the sea area where Lü Qian disappeared again and again, but the results were always the same: there was nothing unusual.
"However, the biggest anomaly is the absence of any anomaly!"
In research centers around the world, the data from those mundane ocean survey reports did not extinguish the ambitions of some; instead, it aroused their interest to a new level.
"Continue to monitor and don't miss any possible responses."
They devoted their precious time and energy to continuing to track down Lü Qian.
However, at this moment, Lü Qian, who was drifting on the sea, had already brought Li Muxuan to the airspace above the land.
The vast, long coastline has replaced the unchanging azure sea and sky. The undulating mountains and coastline are not suitable for human habitation, and naturally there are no eyewitnesses.
Actually, it wouldn't matter even if there were people around, since Lü Qian is currently in a state of "detachment from the world and establishing himself as king."
The Feng Hou Qi Men, suspended in Lü Qian's palm, slowly rotated. In the harmonious rhythm of the four plates, an invisible and formless breeze swirled around him.
This gentle breeze seemed to separate two worlds; within that three-zhang-circle space, Lü Qian and Li Muxuan were in a different realm from reality.
This is another application of Feng Hou Qi Men, which is also the way the "Monkey King" transcends the Three Realms and is not within the Five Elements.
Just as Wang Ye comprehended the true meaning of Feng Hou and played tricks on Zhuge Qing, even Wuhou Qimen could not predict Feng Hou "Hou Wang" in this state.
"Over the sea, beyond the mountains, there lives a group of..."
With talismans in one hand and Qimen Dunjia in the other, Lü Qian dragged Li Muxuan across the long coastline and flew towards the former site of the Sanyi Sect.
He looked down at the vibrant world below, watching the lights of the fishermen's homes slowly rise in the sunset, and the city lights in the distance illuminated the sky with a mix of red and purple, like a boiling, ethereal fortune swaying in the sky.
"When people's hearts are united by the light of life, this small world is formed."
Lu Qian stopped humming his impromptu tune. In his perspective, which was detached from the world at this moment, the distant lights, though not as grand and majestic as the bright sun during the day, were like warm and bright flames lit in winter.
Even though some shadows lingered in the corners of the flames, the feeling of warmth remained.
"Cultivating the Tao and seeking truth, the mortal world is the true path. Though the green mountains are high and the flowing water is far, it is still a remote corner of this world."
Looking at the lights of the city in the distance, where noise and silence coexisted, Lü Qian suddenly said, "Li Muxuan, your name is really strange."
"The name 'Mu Xuan' reveals that you, old man, must have greatly admired the various schools of Taoism in your youth. But why did you debase yourself by joining the Quanxing Sect?"
"Hmph, kid, where did you come from? You're so young, yet you've got some impressive skills, and even your words are so sharp."
Li Muxuan, who was hanging behind him, struggled a couple of times, but found that the talisman binding him was none of the kind he knew. Moreover, once he resisted, it was as powerless as resisting heaven and earth, and he could not exert any of his Qi.
He raised his bruised and swollen face, with half of his back teeth knocked out, and looked at Lü Qian, who never turned around, and made a few sarcastic remarks.
"Oh, I understand."
However, Lü Qian remained unmoved by his mockery. Instead, he nodded as if he understood something and then directly exposed Li Muxuan's true colors.
"So you've always been a child who never grew up, the troublesome third young master of the Li family, that naughty boy who craves others' favor."
"Your childlike nature remains as fresh as ever after decades; you truly have never changed your original intentions."
"That's enough, brat. If you want to kill me, then do it quickly. I've lived for over a hundred years, that's enough."
"Nathan Island is gone. As for those so-called family and descendants, they can't be close to me. Now that I'm dead, I can say I've died cleanly."
"Alright, stop howling. There are plenty of people who want to kill you, but I'm not going to waste my time."
After saying that, Lü Qian descended from the clouds and headed down to a desolate mountain below. "You old rascal, you should think about those old scores from decades ago."
"Old Master Lu, esteemed elders, the person you sought has been brought to you by this humble Taoist!"
The clouds swirled and the lingering breeze quietly dissipated as Lü Qian put away the Feng Hou Qi Men in his palm, and the two figures appeared from the sky.
Lu Qian sat up abruptly, and the auspicious clouds that had been swirling beneath him dissipated. A young Taoist priest, carrying a whisk, a peach-shaped sword on his back, and a talisman in his hand, descended gracefully from mid-air, his steps seemingly floating through the void.
"Bang!"
Lu Qian landed lightly in front, but Li Muxuan, who was hanging behind, was not so graceful. He was pulled by Lu Qian and fell to the ground in a sorry state.
The place where Lü Qian landed was a courtyard square that had just been cleared out. The surrounding gates and walls were dilapidated, and the crimson walls were covered with cracks. Not far away, many glazed tiles of the dougong hall were also broken. A desolate atmosphere lingered among the buildings of this palace complex.
Looking up, one can see that the plaque hanging in front of the door is already damaged, the wooden boards are rusted, and the gold lettering has peeled off, with only the original characters still faintly visible.
However, what stands out in stark contrast to the dilapidated palace is its ever-standing, square gate.
Although the red paint on the two door panels had been eroded and should have collapsed long ago, there seemed to be a backbone that kept those two final facades standing.
"Where...where is this...?"
After landing, Li Muxuan, who was impatient and wanted to continue provoking Lü Qian, suddenly fell silent as he looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar surroundings.
His incredulous tone carried a hint of relief he himself hadn't felt, for this place had been his nightmare for decades, a place he longed to come to but dared not return to.
"Squeak—"
The rusty door was opened from the inside, and an old man dressed in an old-fashioned San Yi robe came out.
The old man, with white hair and beard, barefoot, and with wide robe sleeves swaying, walked out of the open vermilion door with a light and easy gait.
He descended the steps one by one, walking slowly and steadily down from the heights, and also slowly approached the disheveled Li Muxuan from a distance.
As the old man continued to descend, wisps of ethereal energy emanated from his body, and his originally aged face, in the brief moment of swirling mist, seemed to defy time, becoming fair and vibrant.
In that instant amidst the swirling clouds and mist, the old man's figure seemed to be elevated, becoming tall and slender, like a legendary immortal from mythology.
"Rebirth Triple, Lu Jin!"