Whoosh! The sails break through the clouds and sails thousands of miles a day, passing through the vast clouds and mists, and the familiar scenery gradually came into view.

The scenery of spring and autumn fruits is gradually replaced by the white scenery.

The snow in Cangshan Mountain is so harsh and cold that it can't destroy the passionate blood of the people on the boat.

It was not until here that they breathed a sigh of relief and knew that they were completely safe.

In the snow and ice, a sense of security and belonging suddenly arise.

"Go home!"

Someone stared at the distance, his eyes were faint and full of emotion.

"Yes! Go home!"

"Go home!"

...One echo after another, some people burst into tears, some people's eyes flashed, some people shouted loudly, venting their fear in their hearts and their longing for this familiar world.

The empty and loud echoes are constantly spreading.

For this group of elders and disciples, they grew up in the sect, regarded Bingyue as their home and friends with Bingxue. Every grass and tree here witnessed their best years and carried their best memories.

The sect is the place where everyone belongs and lives.

The wanderer returned home! Even Lin Qing, who had only lived in Bingyue Sect for a few months, felt aroused in his heart, looking at the direction of Bingyue Sect and watching the snow in the sky.

The mountain is white, and her eyes are softer without realizing it.

Through the rune formation, a layer of ripples arises, and the broken cloud sails docked quietly at Tongshen Peak.

Walking down from the broken cloud sail and looking at the familiar rocks, plants, snow peaks, palaces, and squares, Lin Qing suddenly felt a little more emotion like a different world.

Lin Qing did not return to Canxing Mountain like others. What happened at the Alchemy Conference had long been passed back to the sect by the Chihuo Patriarch using secret techniques.

The sect has long known about his entry into the Dan Sect as a young man.

Now he is different from the past. With his potential and his unique skills in refining top-grade pills, his status is not inferior to that of ordinary life soul realm powers.

Eligible to enter the sect hall to listen to the discussion.

Follow the Chihuo Ancestor and walked into the magnificent Ice Palace Hall, where the high pillars are beams and snow jade are paved with the ground. Compared with the imperial palace hall in Shangjing, it is less luxurious and elegant, and more transcendent.

"metropolitan!"

Lin Qing followed the appearance of the Chihuo Ancestor and bowed to the top, with neither humble nor arrogant attitude, no anxiety at all, and a calm expression, as if he was not the leader of the entire sect, but an ordinary person.

As soon as he entered the door, the senior sects who silently observed him nodded silently.

Of course, there are also ancestor Fengxue, Mrs. Fang and Mrs. Xiaosheng first-class. They either don’t deal with Lin Qing or have no good feelings for Can Xingshan.

Naturally, he has no good face to Lin Qing.

Standing quietly behind the Chihuo Ancestor, Lin Qing pricked up his ears and listened to the conversation of the sect bosses while secretly observing everyone.

Except for the sect leader who was sitting on the upper head and covered in a layer of fog, which made people unable to see clearly.

In the upper position, there was an old man with white hair and beard sitting alone, with a childish face and a kind face. He was wearing a white robe and a gentle aura, which set off like a kind old man next door.

But Lin Qing dared not judge others by his appearance and underestimated him.

Judging from his position at the top of the line of weaker than the sect leader, this person is absolutely in power in Bingyue Sect.

"That's the Great Elder!"

His eyes were grateful to the old ancestor Chihuo who had transmitted the voice. When Lin Qing looked up again, his eyes just collided with the loving gaze of the elder. He nodded. Lin Qing raised a stiff smile, and in the other party's joking eyes, he shouted and quickly placed his eyes on the next level.

There were six seats there, and the first one was the Ice and Snow Throne where Lin Yun sat.

This is respect for the saint! Usually Lin Yun does not leave Tianxue Peak, and there is no one at this location. This time, Lin Yun is present. No matter how strong she is, the identity of the saint determines her status in the sect.

It is faintly on par with the position of the Great Elder.

Next were the first of the other five veins, in addition to Zhang Tianzhen, the first of the Canxing Mountain that Lin Qing was familiar with and the old man Tianquan from the Banyuetan, there were also Qionghua Zhenren from Baihua Palace, Xiaosheng from Xiaoyue Peak and Master Yunfeng from Yunmeng Valley.

As for Tongshen Peak, it is under the control of the sect leader, and it is not in this order.

Further down, there is the Ancestor Chihuo, the Lord of the Elixir Hall, who is sitting upright at the other end, and is on the same level as the first seat of each meridian, the Ancestor Chiliang, the Ancestor Xinyue, the Ancestor of the Array Talisman Hall.

Further down the road are the heads of various small veins of the sect and the elders of the Life Soul Realm.

At the meeting, we mainly praised Lin Qing and his disciples for their outstanding performance in the capital, and talked about the sharing of rewards. Except for Lin Yun and Lin Qing's snow pots, which caused a surprise, there was no trouble.

Immediately afterwards, as the Ancestor Chihuo revealed the attack on his way back, it immediately attracted the attention of the senior management and began the highlight of the meeting.

Especially when the Xueyang nameplate and the envelope engraved with the same mark appeared, Lin Qing observed that whether it was the mysterious sect leader or the great elder who looked like a good man, there was a trace of emotion.

Although it was fleeting, Lin Qing, who had been observing them, secretly noticed them.

Afterwards, the Great Elder asked Lin Qing a few questions. After Lin Qing repeated the arguments on the boat, he waved his hand and waved everyone away, leaving only a few large veins and the three hall masters.

Although he really wanted to stay, Lin Qing also knew that this was impossible.

I had no choice but to walk out of the hall and look for Xue Fenghua and the other two who were waiting for me.

When I arrived, I realized that Xia Yuanjie had been sent by his family to borrow it, but he only left him the address of Hanyu Cave.

"Let's go!"

After looking at the ice palace standing among the mountains and valleys, Lin Qing turned around and ran quickly towards Canxing Mountain with Xue Fenghua and Feng Qingjue.

Walking on the mountain path, Lin Qing and the other two didn't speak. Even the snow-blooded flowers that they like to chatter the most on weekdays stopped, galloping all the way, running around the mountains and forests.

It was not until I saw the familiar eaves of the green tiles that I breathed a little relieved, landed down from the treetops, and followed the path paved with bluestone, step by step, climbing up the steps.

"Here I'm back!"

Lin Qing sighed with a rare emotion and pushed the door open and walked in.

However, as soon as he entered the door, Lin Qing was stunned and stared at the old man Cangfa who was surrounded by Liang Xinru and the other two.

"master!"

Xue Fenghua, who had just stepped into the threshold, reached out and rubbed her eyes, grew her mouth, stared at the old man in the yard in disbelief, surprised and happy, ran over directly, wrapped around the old man's arm, crying and laughing.

"Master, I miss you very much!"

"Master, why are you out of seclusion now?"

"Master, you see, I'm about to break through the seventh level of Danyuan!"

...The snow-wind flowers are like a cheerful bird, surrounding the old man and talking nonstop.

Anyone can see that his feelings for the old man are extraordinary.

"Silly kid!"

The old man smiled kindly, with a bright face, stretched out his palm full of blue veins, placed it on Xue Fenghua's head, rubbed it gently, and then he set his eyes on Lin Qing who was still standing at the door.

"Senior brother, why are you still standing there? The master has come out of seclusion!"

Xue Fenghua smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed into a line, ran over, holding Lin Qing with one hand and Feng Qingjue with the other.

"This is my master!"

"Master, this is my best friend, but he has a little stinky temper!"

A hint of embarrassment appeared on Feng Qingjue's face, and he glared at Xue Fenghua without any trace, clasped his fists with both hands, bowed, "Feng Qingjue has seen senior!"

Old Master Liang nodded lovingly, looked at Lin Qing, his lips slightly opened, and made an old voice, "Here I'm back!"

"Disciple, I've seen Master!"

Lin Qing bowed respectfully.

"Yeah! Come with me!"

Old Ancestor Liang stood up and walked towards Wuyou's center, his courtyard.

"yes!"

Lin Qing turned his head and said, "Give it to everyone!"

"Oh oh oh! Yes!"

Xue Fenghua slapped her forehead and shouted happily, "Everyone comes here, my senior brother and I will bring you a lot of gifts from the capital."

Feng Qingjue looked at Lin Qing worriedly, saw the other party nodding to him, and nodding and walking away.

...In a simple room.

Burning incense lingers.

Old Master Liang trembled his hands and stroked the objects on his hands lovingly. His wrinkled face was filled with memories and nostalgia.

Lin Qing, who was sitting opposite the table, could see clearly that it was a broken jade pendant with excellent material.

It is a rare piece of spiritual jade.

But now it's broken for some reason.

The room was quietly filled with needles.

Old Ancestor Liang had no intention of speaking for the time being, and Lin Qing didn't know what to say, nor did he understand the purpose of Old Ancestor Liang calling him alone.
To be continued...