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Chapter 97 The Strongest Four Realms(2/2)

"The Great Elder said that birth, old age, sickness and death are normal things in the world, so why make it look like a big deal? Just let him go quietly, and told us not to send a message to you...so...

" Lu Yuan explained.

"Moreover, it's not just you. Lu Bei is practicing outside, and he also doesn't know about the death of the great elder." The head of the Lu family sighed again.

Lu Qingshan rushed back to see Lu Zhou for the last time, but he failed to do so.

The open-minded old man never asks for much.

"I'm sorry about the Lu family's ancestral land," Lu Qingshan said.

After he exerted the power of the mountains and seas, Mihe Peak had become a barren land with no possibility of recovery.

This mountain peak where the Lu family has thrived for hundreds of years has become history.

And if it hadn't been for him, the Lu family monks in Mihe Peak would not have been massacred by Yuan Cang.

"It's good that you are still alive. The land is dead but people are alive. The Lu family would not regret it even if they exchanged a hundred ancestral lands for your life." Lu Yuan said calmly: "As for the others, just like the great elder,

All of us in the Lu family have always been proud of you, Lu Qingshan."



Lu Yuan stood with Lu Qingshan for a while and then left, leaving the space to him.

Lu Qingshan was not surprised by the death of the great elder.

He will experience more of this kind of thing in the future, including not only his elders, but also his own friends.

The cruelest thing about the path of spiritual practice is that it is a long march in which people are constantly left behind. There are enemies, but... there are also friends.

No one can guarantee that they will make it to the end...including Lu Qingshan.

But so what?

Just keep walking, why bother thinking about where you can go?

Success is not considered successful only when you reach the end. The process of continuous advancement also has its own meaning.

Lu Qingshan took a deep look at the elder's tombstone, and then at the Lu family's new headquarters in the distance. He turned around and stood up with his sword, which turned into sword light and left in an instant.

Above the sky, Lu Qingshan looked relaxed, and his whole person exuded a transcendent aura.

“The starting point of the path of spiritual practice is the cause, and the end point is the effect. There is no doubt about this.

But, not only the end point is the fruit, every step of the journey is also the fruit..."

"So when people live in this world, there are always causes and effects, so why bother to pursue cause and effect?"

The next moment, the true meaning of cause and effect emerged in my heart.

With a bang, an illusory sound exploded in Lu Qingshan's heart.

His spirit suddenly spread and broke through some obstacles.

Artistic conception is related to one's own thinking, character and chance, so some advancements are fast, some are slow, and the methods are different and cannot be compared.

Some people even achieve artistic breakthroughs while eating and sleeping.

The last time, he realized the true meaning of destruction between life and death.

This time, he inadvertently felt that his cultivation path, artistic conception, and his own mind were incompatible with each other.

"This is the true meaning of cause and effect..." Lu Qingshan's eyes revealed a light of enlightenment.

He has been pursuing the true meaning of cause and effect for a long time, and with this combination, he has reached perfection without realizing it.
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