Chapter 319 Returning Home

These things were brought to the sect, and he also bought a lot of magic tools and treasures. Just these two expenses cost him more than 500,000 medium-grade spirit stones.

If Chen Yunhao was not a real Nascent Soul master now, it is estimated that someone would come to rob him.

In the past few days, all the shops in the city knew that a wealthy customer had come and gave him a gift of thousands of gold. Many shops bought all the gifts with a wave of their hands.

Chen Yunhao knew that Tianzhen Temple had always lived a hard life, and Taihuazhou was extremely short of various immortal cultivation resources.

He was rich now, and he felt uneasy if he didn't bring something back.

Seven days later, Chen Yunhao felt that he had bought everything he should buy, and took Qin Luoying to the teleportation array of Yuxian City.

The next stop was Lingyu City, where he and his master and brothers separated, and it was also the closest place to Taihuazhou.

Although Yuxian City was only 200,000 miles away from Lingyu City, Chen Yunhao couldn't wait.

After a short teleportation, they arrived in Lingyu City, and Chen Yunhao led Qin Luoying to the market outside the city.

It is still very lively here. Within a hundred thousand kilometers, this is the largest fairy city and market.

Chen Yunhao has only been here once, but it is firmly imprinted in his mind and he has never forgotten it for many years.

Walking on the streets of the market, he has some expectations and some fears.

He hopes to meet his master or senior brothers who come to the market to sell things, but he is afraid of not being able to see them.

He walked all the way to the inn where he and his masters stayed, but he did not meet a familiar person.

The things sold in Tianzhenguan and this market are all on schedule, sometimes once a month, and sometimes once every three months.

Chen Yunhao was a little disappointed. After walking out of the market, he drove the flying boat all the way.

It is only 30,000 miles from here to Taihuazhou. At the speed of the Aurora Boat, it takes at most half a day to get there.

After entering the territory of Taihuazhou, Qin Luoying rarely saw the uneasy look on his master's face.

It's still a hometown feeling! Looking at the vague and familiar scenery under his feet, he was already nervous.

Even when facing a spiritual cultivator, he couldn't hold back his emotions like he did now.

After half a day, he saw a mortal city from a distance, which looked familiar.

According to the distance, Chen Yunhao calculated that he should have reached Taihua City.

It was only more than a hundred years later that Taihua City had expanded more than before, but the old city area had not changed much.

Chen Yunhao landed the flying boat from a distance and walked into the city with Qin Luoying.

Although he had already accepted the fact that his relatives had passed away, how could he not enter the city where he was born again?

Chen Yunhao went straight to the alley where his old house was located. It had changed a lot here, and new courtyards had been built.

However, after many years, these courtyards had become century-old houses again.

Chen Yunhao walked slowly in the alley, recalling some of his childhood memories before he entered the sect.

That was a time when the family gathered together for joy, but now things have changed!

Standing at the original location of his old house, Chen Yunhao was in a daze, and a hint of red appeared in the corners of his eyes.

After standing for half an incense stick of time, Chen Yunhao gathered his mood and went to the next place.

He also had to go to his sister's house. He didn't know if his sister's family had any descendants.

If there were descendants, he would try his best to take care of one or two. Even if he couldn't cultivate immortality, at least he had to have enough food and clothing and live a rich family life. He could still do it.

If there were no descendants, his thoughts would be cut off. People who cultivate immortality should have looked down on life and death!

The streets in the old city have hardly changed. It is the familiar old house, but it is dilapidated. After all, more than a hundred years is a few generations for mortals. It is fortunate that the house has not collapsed.

Chen Yunhao stood outside his brother-in-law's house. With a sweep of his spiritual consciousness, he found that there was a 70-year-old man in the house, sitting drowsy on an old chair.

Chen Yunhao reached out and knocked hard on the door.

"Who is visiting...?"

The sleepy old man was awakened by the knock on the door, picked up the cane beside him, slowly walked to the door and opened the almost rotten wooden door.

"Father, is this the Wang family?"

Chen Yunhao smiled and bowed, trying to make himself look more amiable.

"No, my surname is Yang, and my ancestors have moved here for four or five generations..."

"I vaguely remember hearing my grandfather say when I was a child that this house was previously surnamed Wang, and later sold to my Yang family."

Chen Yunhao was very disappointed. From what the old man meant, his sister and brother-in-law should have moved away from here a long time ago. How should he find them in such a big Taihua City!

Chen Yunhao walked out of Taihua City in a daze, looked at Taihua City outside the city, and drove the flying boat straight to Tianzhen Temple.

Huang Yue and his junior brother were responsible for patrolling the mountains today.

Tianzhen Temple has a mountain protection formation, called the Mitian Formation, which is a kind of psychedelic formation.

Tianzhen Temple is a holy mountain fairyland in the eyes of mortals, and many mortals come from thousands of miles every day.

In order to prevent mortals from falling into the formation and losing their lives, the temple sends disciples to patrol the mountain every day.

Every day, ten disciples of Tianzhen Temple will be divided into five teams to patrol the mountain, each in charge of a direction and area.

These ten disciples are all in the Qi Refining Stage, and every two are equipped with a low-level flying magic weapon.

Huang Yue and his junior brother were stepping on the flying magic weapon, patrolling from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and saw a rainbow light coming from afar.

The speed was amazing, at least Huang Yue had never seen such a fast speed.

When he flew closer, he saw that it was a flying boat with two people standing in front and behind.

Although Huang Yue guessed that this flying boat must be a magic weapon, he was jealous, but he did not dare to forget his duty.

He hurriedly stepped on the flying magic weapon and rushed forward to stop the flying boat.

Chen Yunhao had already seen the two people flying over and knew that they were disciples patrolling the mountain, because he had done this job when he was here.

Chen Yunhao restrained his breath early, fearing that he would scare this disciple who was unknown how many generations later.

"Senior, please stop. This is the mountain gate of my Tianzhen Temple. I don't know what you are talking about..."

Chen Yunhao put his hands behind his back and smiled. When he arrived in front of his own master's door, his mood was calm instead.

"Let me ask you, who is the current head of your sect?"

"It's Liu Changting, Grandmaster Liu, do you know my head master?"

"What, the eldest brother is the head of the sect!"

Chen Yunhao exclaimed in a low voice.

He knew that the lowest level of the head of Tianzhen Temple was the Golden Core.

It stands to reason that if Master Zui Daoren advanced to the Golden Core, the position of the head should be his.

But now it was his eldest brother who became the head of the sect, and Chen Yunhao was not happy in his heart, and there was a faint sense of uneasiness.