A washed-up martial arts master reborn 30 years ago

Chapter 385 Desolation
many years ago,

When Yang Qingyun was still practicing at Changchun Temple under the sect,
At that time, he
He is just a newcomer entering the initial bone-tempering realm of martial arts.
Although he has accumulated experience in his previous life, he has never been exposed to the higher and broader scenery of this world, and he knows nothing about the world further away.

The innate realm is still the goal that he works hard to achieve.

The sect that towered over the Seven Mortal Kingdoms still only existed in his imagination, and he could only look up to it with awe in his heart.

At that moment,
In an unexpected incident, he broke through the Moro Cult's conspiracy. By chance, he rescued Shen Yanzhao and others who were trapped in the enemy's hands, and has been in contact with them ever since.

Afterwards, Shen Yanzhao and others were promoted to the sect during the competition and before becoming formal disciples, in order to stay together for warmth and not have to be bullied after entering the sect, they selected some people with suitable character and strength among the top disciples in Changchun Temple. , formed the Changsheng Club and invited Yang Qingyun to join.

At that time, Yang Qingyun knew nothing about the sect.
for the future,

Also at a loss.

Out of some considerations, he joined the Changsheng Society, hoping to travel together after entering the sect.

However, no one expected the subsequent development.
When Yang Qingyun entered the sect and became a new inner sect disciple, due to a higher platform, strong accumulation, good luck, etc., his cultivation level improved rapidly, and he soon broke through the internal training realm and entered the innate realm.
His identity directly transcended that of an outer disciple and became an inner disciple.

After that, there was already a huge gap between them, and the connection naturally faded away.

Later, when the Changsheng Society encountered trouble, Yang Qingyun also came to help and solved the trouble they encountered.

When Yang Qingyun needs to inquire about information, Changsheng Society will also help spend manpower to inquire.

But as Yang Qingyun's cultivation level continued to improve at a rapid pace, the gap continued to widen, and the paths between them eventually became farther and farther.

Even until he became a direct disciple of the sect,

The former members of the Changsheng Society were no longer qualified to see him.

It's not because Yang Qingyun dislikes poverty and loves wealth.

But because his cave is located deep in the Tianji Mountains,

It is difficult for a warrior who is not at the master level to safely travel through the vast mountains and find the cave where he retreats.

A fellow disciple of the House of Commons in the past,
Farther,

Yang Qingyun had already expected this.

People's prejudices are like a big mountain. Where their identity is, even if Yang Qingyun doesn't care, forcing him to sit with them will eventually make the latter feel cautious.

This is totally unnecessary.

If one day you are tired and nostalgic, just go back to meet these former companions, have a glass of wine and talk about the past.

It's like a wanderer who has been away from home for a long time. After many years, he returns to his hometown to take a look at the scenery deep in his memory, have a meal with his old classmates, and chat about interesting things that he may have forgotten many years ago. After drinking enough After eating, let go and walk away without taking too many souvenirs.

But Yang Qingyun never expected that,

After all, he couldn't wait for that day.

Now the bodies of Shen Yanzhao and others are placed here, completely lifeless.

As the sun sets,

The sky is filled with flames,

If a literati poet can write a poem that will be sung through the ages.

But Yang Qingyun only felt desolate,
He heaved a long sigh.

The dust of the times falls on a person like a mountain.

Some thoughts are lingering in my heart,
He felt deeply about this sentence.

Not everyone is like him, and his strength has increased rapidly. Until now, as long as he does not leave the virtual realm on the battlefield that stretches for thousands of miles, no one in the world can pose a threat to him.

Whether it is Shen Yanzhao, Li Anming, or other members of the Changsheng Society, they are just ordinary people in the sect.

Maybe they are geniuses in the outside world,

But among the many geniuses in the sect, they are just ordinary ones.They don't have the incredible talent to stand out among the many geniuses, nor do they have the trump cards to easily leapfrog the challenge.

They were just warriors who had just entered the Xiantian realm, and perhaps they were happy not long ago because of their breakthrough and promotion to Xiantian.

Perhaps he also carries the ardent expectations of his parents and family behind him.

As Yang Qingyun knew Shen Yanzhao,
Although Shen Yanzhao was born into a powerful family in Chu State,

But the family background has long since declined,

His parents had high hopes for him since he was a child. They lived frugally and spent a lot of money to train him in martial arts, so that he could lay a good foundation from an early age.

He did not disappoint his parents. Compared with others, he has always worked very hard in martial arts and has always been a child in the eyes of others.

I heard that when Shen Yanzhao was promoted to the Xiantian realm and became an inner disciple, his parents celebrated grandly, and his father was hungover for three days and three nights.

But so what?

In this war, the enemy will not show mercy because of who you are or who you know.

As long as the virtual realm does not end, Yang Qingyun can now be invincible in this conflict between the Holy Ji Sect and the Xuanling Sect.

But these ordinary inner disciples of the Xiantian Realm are nothing more than cannon fodder for ants at the bottom.

Those geniuses who achieved great fame on the battlefield have nothing to do with them.

An encounter,

It may cost your life,
Life and death are beyond your control.

Yang Qingyun raised his head and looked around at the battlefield littered with corpses.

After all, he came a little late,
Not many members of the Holy Saint Sect could survive.

Those who died were not only old acquaintances such as Shen Yanzhao from the Changsheng Club, but also those from the same class who had no contact with him, but who could more or less recognize each other's faces and call each other's names.

Familiar faces are passing away,

Maybe I don’t know how many years later,
You will be alone until the end, until you are alone.

However, these were too far away, and Yang Qingyun did not spend too much energy on them. That was something that needed to be considered later.

He now,

Because I feel sad when my old friend passed away,

There was also a burst of silent anger.

he does not know,

In this war conflict that lasted for several years, many of our fellow disciples died at the hands of the Xuanling Sect.

The sect has been retreating steadily over the years, and its territory of influence in the Tiannan Territory has been reduced by half. The number of people lost in each defeat will never be in the minority!
And in this,
How many people would be his familiar friends?
Yang Qingyun couldn't imagine it!
He stood where he was,
After a while,

His gaze hardened.

Steps out,

Amid the surprised gazes of the remaining people around him, he disappeared into the distance.

before this,

He didn't have any big ambitions, he just thought about whether he could find some clues about the demise of the previous sect in the near future during this war.

but now,
Seeing with his own eyes the body of an old friend he once knew lying in front of him,
Thinking of how many close friends I knew died on this front that stretched for hundreds of thousands of miles,
A crazy idea came to his mind,

he wants,
End this war!

(End of this chapter)