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Chapter 408 A Wanderer in the Martial World Looks Back Again, Time Flies Like Water

Lin Feng stopped when he could contact his teacher again, without entering the Sword Sect's mountain gate.

"Teacher." Mr. Hong was doing his morning exercise when Lin Feng's voice rang in his mind.

Mr. Hong wasn't too surprised; the master and apprentice had previously communicated spiritually.

Mr. Hong smiled when he heard Lin Feng's voice, "Little Feng, you've come."

Being able to communicate on a spiritual level proves that the distance between them is not far.

Lin Feng said, "Teacher, I'm not going to meet you now."

I've come here to tell you something very important.

"Go to the library on the main peak of the Sword Sect. I'll explain as I go, and you can look up the relevant book."

Seeing how solemn Lin Feng was speaking, Mr. Hong's expression also became serious.

He went to the library on the main peak of the Sword Sect, where Lin Feng told him about the evil spirits of the Great Void.

Mr. Hong found the relevant books and compared them one by one.

Lin Feng also recounted how he had annihilated Li Chunqiu and ambushed the four evil spirits of the Wuji Sect.

After hearing this, Mr. Hong slumped to the ground in despair.

"Alas, I used to think that defeating those local tyrants would allow the people to live a better life."

Later I discovered that behind those martial artists stood powerful families from various sects.

These two problems are almost solved, and then you tell me there are still evil spirits from the void above that occasionally massacre cities.

The teacher felt she would never be able to fulfill her wish in her lifetime.

Lin Feng quickly comforted him, "Teacher, you've done very well, otherwise you wouldn't have gained the recognition of the Human Emperor Sword."

You still have spiritual power, which is a powerful weapon against evil spirits in the void.

The evil spirits of the Great Void will be destroyed by us, master and disciple, sooner or later.

"My mental strength is simply not enough to do anything."

"Teacher, Grandmaster Rongruo must have left behind some spiritual martial arts techniques."

Otherwise, how would he have dealt with the evil spirits of the void?

Mr. Hong stood up. "Yes, Master Rongruo relied on spiritual martial arts to deal with the evil spirits of the void."

If he had help, he might have already made a name for himself.

Speaking of which, Grandmaster Rongruo was an elder of our Yunjian Peak lineage; your grandmaster often mentioned him.

At this point, Mr. Hong suddenly froze.

Lin Feng called out to him twice, "Teacher, teacher, what's wrong?"

Mr. Hong left the main peak library and flew to Cloud Sword Peak.

"Teacher is fine. Teacher just suddenly remembered that your master was in seclusion."

Your grandmaster was very knowledgeable about Master Rongruo. Perhaps he knows something.

Your grandmaster is a genius with a great chance of breaking through to the Grandmaster level, so he shouldn't have remained in seclusion.

I need to go and take a look at your master's secluded cultivation place.

After returning to Yunjian Peak, Mr. Hong took Yue'e, Zhu Linghua, and more than a dozen Wen family disciples to the old peak master's secluded cultivation place.

The old peak master's secluded cultivation place is a large area enclosed by walls, containing mountains, water, and houses.

None of the disciples dared to fly over from above, nor did any of them dare to enter.

Upon hearing about Nalan Rongruo today, Mr. Hong was reminded of his teacher's seclusion.

Mr. Hong was afraid to go inside, fearing he would see a result he didn't want to see.

Mr. Hong decided to go in and take a look himself, since he knew he had to come sooner or later.

Mr. Hong said to his disciples, "Wait for me outside. I'm going in to see your grandmaster."

"We will obey your orders, Master." Zhu Linghua and Yue'e, along with all the disciples, replied in unison.

Mr. Hong lightly touched the ground with his toes and jumped over the two-zhang-high wall, landing in his master's secluded retreat.

After landing, I stepped onto a cobblestone path, with flowers, trees and shrubs growing on both sides.

Mr. Hong also once secluded himself here, so he knows everything about this place very well.

He walked slowly forward along the passageway, passed through a small training ground, and after walking a dozen steps, turned a corner and saw a three-story building.

This wooden building was built specifically for cultivating the Purple Moon Divine Skill, and the third floor is the best place to cultivate.

Mr. Hong stood outside the building and called out twice, "Master, is Master in?"

Mr. Hong's voice trembled slightly. Over the years, his disciples had always called him "Master," and he hadn't called him that in a long time.

No one responded, and Mr. Hong's heart sank further.

He went down to the first floor of the wooden building and found that the ground was covered with a thick layer of dust.

This indicates that the wooden building has not been cleaned for a long time.

Mr. Hong wanted to turn around and leave, but since he couldn't see any outcome, he still had a lingering thought in his mind.

But he didn't want to deceive himself; some things he would have to face sooner or later.

He walked heavily up to the second floor.

The same was true on the second floor; even the teaware on the tea table was covered in dust.

Mr. Hong went up to the third floor, but there was no one there either. Mr. Hong breathed a sigh of relief.

He jumped from the third floor and continued his search in the place where his teacher had secluded himself.

He walked around but couldn't find the teacher.

Could it be that the teacher has already left? That shouldn't be the case. The teacher has family and disciples at Yunjian Peak; the teacher wouldn't leave without saying goodbye.

Mr. Hong suddenly remembered that there was a hidden cave in the secluded place, which he had discovered when he was a child.

I hid in that cave for a long time, which made the teacher search for me for a long time. When I was found, I was beaten by the teacher.

Mr. Hong smiled as he recalled events from a century ago.

He walked through the bushes and grass and entered the cave.

As soon as Mr. Hong entered the cave, tears streamed down his face.

His master's withered corpse sat cross-legged in the cave.

Mr. Hong knelt on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably, "Waaah, Master!"

Mr. Hong cried for a long time, as memories of the past flooded his mind.

At that time, I was just an ordinary little beggar, and the beggar leader wanted to saw off my feet so that I would have to beg.

He was terrified, but he was too small to resist.

Just when he was in despair, his master descended from the sky, killed the group of beggars, and saved him.

After his master touched his bones, he said that his bones were extraordinary and that he was a good candidate for martial arts training.

He also said that he and I were destined to be together and that he was willing to take me as his disciple.

Mr. Hong agreed on the spot and followed his master to Yunjian Peak.

He was indeed a martial arts prodigy, often surprising his teacher, who treated him like his own son.

Before his teacher went into seclusion, he told him, "None of the Wen family members have the talent to become a grandmaster. From now on, Yunjian Peak will be handed over to you."

This retreat of the teacher is very important; it could last anywhere from a dozen to several decades.

"We, master and disciple, shall part ways here. The day our master emerges from seclusion will be the day we meet again."

At the time, the teacher was full of vigor and Mr. Hong thought that the teacher would be able to emerge from seclusion in a dozen years, but in the end, he waited for decades.

Mr. Hong cried like a child, “Waaah, teacher, your disciple has waited for you for decades, how could you leave without a word?”

Mr. Hong cried for a while before he began to look through his teacher's belongings.

The teacher was holding a leather package in his arms.

Mr. Hong opened the leather package and found a jade box about two fingers long and wide inside.

He opened the box, and inside was a letter that read: To my beloved disciple Wenyuan.

Mr. Hong took the letter and read it: "Looking back, a traveler on the journey through life, the years have flowed by like water."

In the blink of an eye, we, master and disciple, have known each other for over a hundred years...