A stream of wind surging, turning into a pair of translucent wings behind Li Qingshan, the long-lost Wind God's wings!

The strong wind stirred up a wave of waves in the hot spring pool. The wings suddenly waved, soared into the sky, and in the blink of an eye it penetrated into the depths of the sky.

The fragrant flower shop is as small as mustard seeds, blurred in the endless forest, and then turns its eyes to the north and whistles away.

Although he cannot enter the gale wind to leverage his strength because his strength has not yet been fully recovered, he can take a straight line and constantly flap his wings, and the speed is still getting faster and faster. He drags out a spiral airflow. With this natural magical power, even if it is thousands of miles away, it is nothing. At most one or two days, you can reach the junction of Wuzhou and Qingzhou, and then determine the direction and fly towards Ruyi County.

Li Qingshan looked up at Qiongkong, split a little bit of his mind in mirroring his clone, lowered his head and said, "Aman, how are you going to explain my identity?"

Xiang Huaman came to her senses, "Which was that just now?"

"Just clone."

Xiang Huaman was shocked, "It's just a clone!"

She has never seen him take action in the past year. She just watched him grow up day by day. Although she knew that he was getting stronger, she didn't know how strong he was. The shocking glance just now made her understand how powerful the child in front of her was.

He promised to give her freedom at most two years, but she still didn't believe it. If she was a man, she would never let go easily with her as a slave to the beauty leader. Now she has no doubts anymore that she is insignificant to him, and she feels a little unwilling and resentment in her heart.

Li Qingshan said: "Why are you asking, why are you standing stupidly?"

"Just say you are my little man!" Xianghua Manqian tilted her waist, knelt down and hugged him, kissed her deeply, and said with a smile. He was less evil and more handsome than beautiful.

"Isn't it dad?" Li Qingshan said with a smile, but the fire in her heart ignited again. She was dressed up today, wearing an exquisite silver crown and a gorgeous dress with blue and black as the background, outlining her slim figure, full of charming exotic style.

Looking down, you can see a deep gully. You can easily reach into your clothes, grab a lot of plumpness, gently pull the collar of your clothes, and sniffle, and a pair of jade rabbits jumped out.

"Ah! I just bullied my daughter of my family and came to bully me again. Well, the White Lotus Sect will publicly recruit disciples in the Xianghua Market. You can go there at that time. I will tell Ah Lu not to tell what happened today! I will write a book. At that time, as long as you hand over the letter to Ah Zi, he will return the thing to you, but you have to deal with the matter of the Immortal Family!"

Li Qingshan said: "What's the matter?"

"When the matter is over, you will definitely come back to see me. I wonder how hard it is to wait for you to grow up? I finally waited for it, but you left. Wouldn't it make me unwilling to accept it for the rest of my life?" Xiang Huaman said sadly.

"I don't know you have a hard time?" Li Qingshan smiled. He was just a chance meeting and got what he wanted. Although he had never really had a sword or a shoe, he was not short of other means. The complaint was unreasonable.

Xiang Huaman bit her ear and said a few words. Li Qingshan's heart moved. It was indeed worthy of being the southern barbarians, and the atmosphere was really open!

"Okay, then let's talk about it then!"

"Ah then, I will satisfy you!" Xianghuaman smiled. If the Xianghua clan could get to this backer, it would be more reliable than the White Lotus Sect. The White Lotus Sect has too many people and limited resources, and this person who just leaked some benefits at hand would be enough for her to enjoy.

A few days later, Li Qingshan ended his comfortable or boring years in the Fragrant Flower Shop.

The White Lotus Sect’s envoy opened an altar in the fragrant flower market. White lotus bloomed like a round table, with a fragrance everywhere, making people dazzling.

Then they began to recruit disciples, only children under fifteen years old, and adult witches with foundation!

Before this, the news had spread, and the already bustling and lively fragrance market became even more crowded. Whoever doesn’t want their children to become witch people, joining the White Lotus Sect is a shortcut to Zhongnan.

There are crowds of people in the downtown area, and children line up to climb up the platform and test their qualifications. However, none of the people who truly have the qualifications to practice are allowed to accept disciples. The White Lotus Sect is extremely strict. If the qualifications are too poor, they should not be allowed. They are almost one in a hundred.

In this place where there are no Hundred Schools of Scholars and no major sects compete for resources, the only White Lotus Sect does have this qualification.

Below the high platform, under a pergola, Xiang Huaman smiled and said, "The messenger is so detailed."

"This is the foundation and inheritance of the White Lotus Sect. The Virgin is above, how dare I slacken off!"

The messenger of the White Lotus Sect is a kind old man with white beard and white hair. He speaks slowly and has a gentle voice and is magnetic. Even those unqualified children can comfort them with warm words without a trace of impatientness, which makes people unable to associate with the cult.

At this moment, a child climbed up to the high platform, and in an instant, all the lotus flowers bloomed, causing a burst of exclamation.

The White Lotus Messenger immediately put down the teacup in his hand. This was a symbol of top qualifications. Unexpectedly, he could meet it in such a small place. When the child approached, his eyes lit up. What a handsome child!

"What's your name? Which tribe is it from?"

"My name is Jinzi Ayue. My tribe was destroyed by the Bone Eat Tribe. It was the chief of the Xianghua tribe who saved my life!"

Li Qingshan was dressed in common local clothes and bowed to Xianghuaman and glanced at Xianghuan beside her. Xianghuan naturally didn't need to go through any tests. After sitting for most of the day, he was bored. When he saw Li Qingshan, he almost exclaimed, quickly covered his mouth and remembered Xianghuaman's explanation.

I hated him very much, but when I heard that he was from Jinziwu, I couldn't help feeling a little pitiful. It turned out that his parents were eaten by bone-eating!

The Bone Eat Tribe was severely damaged in Xianghua Market, venting all its anger on Jinziwu, causing a sensation, but it was soon forgotten. Xianghua Market took the opportunity to seize the gold mine in Jinziwu and organized a new caravan team. After destroying the Bone Eat Tribe, it became the strongest tribe in the local area.

This is always the case in the dense forests of Wuzhou, and tribes of all sizes appear and disappear.

The White Lotus Envoy expressed sympathy for Li Qingshan's experience, praised Xianghuaman's righteous act, and then accepted Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan stood together with a group of children who had successfully passed the test. He just waited for the day of departure. He felt his eyes keep looking at Xiang Hualu and smiled slightly. Xiang Hualu quickly turned his head and didn't dare to look again!

At the same time, the clone had also stepped into Qingzhou. However, after entering Qingzhou, he became more careful and tried to fly over the clouds. When there were no clouds, he had to try his best to hide his body. He didn't want the Dragon King of Mo Hai to know that he was still alive!

When Li Qingshan was about to follow the White Lotus Envoy to a branch of the White Lotus Sect, on the other side, the familiar mountains and rivers began to come into view!

After nearly three years of separation, I finally came back!

Li Qingshan arrived at Lianyue Mountain first, and the magic circle was still there and it was not broken. He breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that his identity had not been leaked yet, otherwise his cave would not have been safely preserved. Gu Yanying and Hua Chengzan were both quite good enough, and he did not reveal his secret just because he received the news of his death.

As long as they don’t say it, no one will disturb him from retreating, even Han Qiongzhi will not. For practitioners, practice is the most important thing. If you can’t retreat, it proves that you have reached a critical moment.

Practice itself is extremely time-consuming, and the higher the realm, the more it is. It is not surprising to have been in seclusion for two or three years. Many people also sigh that they say that the practitioner has a long lifespan, far better than that of ordinary people, but the time to truly enjoy life in the world may not be as good as that of ordinary people. However, if the person who really wants to say this, he will not be willing to be ordinary people.

"Have Xiao An not back yet? Have you survived the heavenly tribulation or are you learning the sing of the Tianlong Zen?"

Li Qingshan turned to the cave again, and the stone gate was closed. He called for a few times without responding. He was about to leave, but suddenly glanced at his feet and couldn't help but exclaim. The ground outside the cave was covered with moss, which also meant that she was either in seclusion and was isolated from everything outside, or she hadn't returned to the cave for a long time.

The people coming and going in Qinghe Prefecture City are still so lively. And in front of the Eagle and Wolf Guard, the door is still neglected.

In a room high above the building, Hua Chenglu supported her chin with her hands, quietly listening to the report of a Red Wolf Guard. She spent several years to accumulate all kinds of enlightenment, adapting to the status and identity of a foundation-building monk, and also having the temperament of a superior.

However, in Li Qingshan's eyes outside the window, he could not help but feel a little strange. In comparison, Xianghuaman, who has no feelings, is more intimate and familiar. After all, how many years have it been!

There is no reason for the indifference of the path of practice. If the practitioners had not had good memory, they might have gone into seclusion and forgotten the names of relatives and friends.

This is not an exaggeration. It is not as simple as seclusion for three years, not as separate from ordinary people for three years. Every time he retreats, he abandons all external objects and goes deep into the mysterious and profound world of practice. It is said that a practitioner has been retreating for ten years and forgets his name. Others tell him who he is, but he thinks the name is very strange and gives himself a new name.

Too closeness will damage one's will and affect practice. Therefore, "it is better to forget the world than to support each other." Li Qingshan was able to always be so close to Xiao An. To a certain extent, it was because Xiao An did not have his own pursuit and regarded following him as the purpose of his practice and took his way as his own way.

Hua Chenglu seemed to be aware of something, and looked out the window, but there was no one.
Chapter completed!