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Chapter 170 Farewell

An inconspicuous little corner at the foot of the Tianmeng Mountains.

Lu Yunze knelt on the ground, with a brand new stone tablet in front of him.

He took the chisel and hammer used by mortals and carved Qiong Wuji's name one by one.

A few feet away from him, there stood an inconspicuous tomb. Large swaths of camellias bloomed around the tomb, all the way to a clear stream not far away.

Lu Yunze's movements were not skillful, and he often accidentally carved the wrong words, or carved out cracks that could no longer be used.

He could only use magic to repair the stone tablet over and over again, and then start from scratch, bit by bit, and carve it carefully.

A flash of blue light lit up in the sky, and Han Li landed on the ground with a refined corpse. The wings on his back became tattered, and with a slight movement, they scattered into auras all over the sky.

Lu Yunze did not look back, but concentrated on carving the stone tablet.

"Lao Lu, let's..." Han Li stopped mid-sentence.

He had never seen Lu Yunze look so deep, like a bright and clean big bluestone, looking so thick and clean when placed there.

But on this day, I don't know who turned the bluestone over, revealing the other side that was pitted and full of mud and dirt.

The small hammer in Lu Yunze's hand hit the chisel, sparks bursting out, illuminating a pair of deep holes that flickered brightly and darkly.

After about half an hour, Lu Yunze crouched and slowly stood up.

He held the stone tablet, walked to the tomb with some staggering steps, and inserted the stone tablet into the soil bit by bit.

The moment he saw the inscriptions on the stone tablet, Han Li understood what had happened and was a little at a loss for a moment.

If something similar happened to me, if something unexpected happened to my parents at home...

Han Li didn't even dare to continue thinking about it.

If such a day comes, Han Li feels that he will go crazy and do everything possible to destroy all his enemies physically and mentally!

If he is like this, what will Lu Yunze, a lunatic, do?

Suddenly, Han Li felt a sense of trepidation.

Lu Yunze knelt in front of Qiong Wuji's tomb and remained silent for a long time.

"Old Han..."

Lu Yunze's voice was dry and hoarse, as if the air was forced out of his lungs, slashed across his throat, and finally spat out like a blood-stained knife.

"What's wrong?" Han Li asked as gently as possible.

"I..." Lu Yunze opened his mouth, and his face that seemed to have never been troubled, as if he was playing in the world, moved slightly.

Showing a sad smile.

"I have no home again."

Han Li fell silent and couldn't say a word for a long time.

He has long since lost his home.

Although his parents and relatives are still alive, he has been unable to go back since he decided to embark on the path of cultivating immortality when he was seventeen years old.

He understands this kind of sadness.

That's why I couldn't say a word.

They didn't know how long they were silent until Lu Yunze let out a long breath and calmly said to Han Li:

"Old Han, please, have you bought all the things I asked you to buy?"

Han Li was stunned and nodded quickly.

"That's good. Although the materials for repairing the teleportation array are not precious, they are not commonly used. I really don't have them here."

Lu Yunze stood up slowly, reached out and patted the soil on his knees.

"My formation level is quite average. Fortunately, I have the blueprints. I can fix it according to the blueprints."

"Let's go, leave this muddy pond in Tiannan as soon as possible to avoid long nights and dreams." Lu Yunze said calmly.

Han Li froze on the spot and couldn't recover for a long time.

"Lao Lu... another place may be more suitable for the two of us." Han Li moved the corner of his mouth and forced a smile.

"Both of you and I are not members of the mixed sect, so it's better to be free."

Lu Yunze smiled noncommittally upon hearing this, raised his head to face the dazzling sunlight, and said his final farewell to Qiong Wuji in his heart.

Two rays of escaping light soared into the sky, gradually disappearing in the air, heading towards the direction of the ancient teleportation array.

In the next half month, Lu Yunze and Han Li began to repair the ancient teleportation array.

Lu Yunze didn't lie. His formation level was indeed quite adequate. The ancient teleportation formation was a delicate job. As long as there was a slight problem, his life would be in danger.

Therefore, Lu Yunze did not dare to be careless at all.

Fortunately, Han Li had bought enough materials before, and the two of them... In fact, it was mainly Lu Yunze who had been busy for nearly a month, and finally repaired the ancient teleportation array to the fullest extent, and it looked like it would be complete with just a little more.

But on this night, Lu Yunze, who was immersed in repairing the formation, suddenly raised his head, and his powerful consciousness collided with another consciousness that was equal to his more than ten miles away.

Just this collision made Lu Yunze's face darken instantly.

"Mid stage of pill formation!"

Han Li was shocked when he heard this, "Are you from the devil's path?"

"Eighty percent yes." Lu Yunze stood up, his expression getting more and more ugly.

Under the induction of his spiritual consciousness, the man was rushing straight towards them, and...

Lu Yunze was stunned again. A very familiar consciousness also appeared within his sensing range, but the aura seemed to be unstable and seemed to be very weak.

What's worse is that when Lu Yunze noticed the aura, the person who originally came to them also noticed her.

"Old Han, copycat guy!"

Lu Yunze stood up quickly, surrounded by flames, transforming into the mighty appearance of a flame dragon armor. There were three pairs of red flame wings behind him, emitting astonishing heat.

“Something happened to Nangong Wan!”

Han Li was startled suddenly, and then he reacted instantly.

An astonishing evil spirit shot up from his body.

The two of them turned into escaping light and soared into the sky. Lu Yunze took the lead, like a huge fireball, shooting through the sky towards the strange Dan-forming monk more than ten miles away.

At this time, his speed was extremely fast. It took less than a quarter of an hour to cross a distance of more than ten miles, and he stopped in front of the man like a shooting star catching up with the moon.

This person is actually a very elegant-looking old man, with a tall figure and rosy skin mixed with wrinkles. He looks about fifty or sixty years old. He always has a smile in the corner of his eyes and looks very friendly.

Look.

"I wonder why my friend blocked the way down?" the old man asked with a smile.

Lu Yunze looked at him warily, the flame wings behind him swaying slightly, leaving little sparks in the air.

Han Li appeared behind him, shot out without hesitation, and flew straight in the direction of Nangong Wan.

The old man's face moved, and there was a strange light in his narrowed eyes. His right hand almost imperceptibly swept a certain spirit beast bag around his waist to calm the anxious spirit beast inside.

Lu Yunze took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice:
Chapter completed!
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