The waterway distance from Xiangyang to Luoyang is only a day's journey, Wanhua Valley is in the southwest of Xiangyang, and when Luo Changfeng sent Xiao Bairou back to Yangzhou, Pei Yuan had also returned on his own.

Li Fu was planning to go to Chang'an, as for what he was going to do, even he didn't know, but Luo Changfeng vaguely guessed something.

Chang'an Qiu clan is a big family with enough power and wealth, a hundred years of prosperity, a family of seven jinshi, father and son three flowers, Li Xunhuan's family, in front of the Qiu family can be described as nothing.

The Qiu family has produced four generations of Jinshi, nine generals, the eldest son of the Qiu family, Qiu Yedian, and the second son Qiu Yehua are all martial champions in the Kaiyuan period, and the third son Qiu Yebei is the military advisor of the Yanmen Pass Xuanjia Cangyun Army.

But these have little to do with Li Fu, although he has a good relationship with the Qiu family, he will not come to visit him if he has nothing to do.

But the Qiu family has a little sister named Qiu Yeqing, which has something to do with him.

A day later, the official ship docked at Luoyang Wharf, and the seven sons of Chunyang said goodbye to Leng Tianfeng and Master Chengru, and went back to their respective homes to find their own ...... Uh, well, they don't have a mom to look for.

Li Fu broke up with Luo Changfeng and his party in Huayin City, continued to travel west, and went to Chang'an, Xie Yunliu took his disciples to live at the Xiyue Inn in Huayin City, but Li Wusheng and others went to Huashan first, and they needed to go back to Chunyang to make some preparations.

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Early the next morning, Xie Yunliu was in front, Luo Feng and others were behind, and a group of nearly 100 people went up the mountain in a mighty way, and soon arrived at the Chunyang Mountain Gate.

Xie Yunliu stood outside the mountain gate, looking at the snow-covered boulder engraved with the word "Pure Yang".

The disciples stood quietly behind him, many of them had red eyes, and the slightly younger disciples of the Jingxu First Pulse had suppressed their voices and sobbed softly.

Xie Yunliu sighed deeply and said to himself: "After more than 30 years, the pure Yangxue is still the same as before, Huashan is not old, we ...... But they are all old. ”

And when Xie Yunliu was full of emotion, a voice with an echo resounded in the sky above Pure Yang.

"Uncle Jingxu has returned to the mountain...... Uncle Shi has returned to the mountain...... Back to the mountains......"

Xie Yunliu collected his emotions, took a step, and walked firmly towards the mountain gate.

Entering the Sanqing Palace, Xie Yunliu bowed down in front of the Sanqing statue, and all the disciples also knelt down behind him.

After worshipping Sanqing, Xie Yunliu led the disciples through the Sanqing Hall and stepped on the seventy-two stone steps, the Chunyang disciples stood on both sides of the stone steps, and Luo Changfeng's three personal disciples, Li Qingyue, Xie Song, and Han Ziming were all listed.

The disciples danced a sword trick with the long sword in their hands, and then stood with their swords, and said in unison: "The disciples of the Jade Void, Spirit Void, Clear Void, Purple Void, Golden Void, and Wind Void, welcome Master Xie, and hold the sword in the Pure Yang Palace." ”

The Pure Yang Palace is divided into seven veins, and the first seat of each vein is called the "Palm Sword True Man", and each has a sword that represents the Dao system of the own vein, and the so-called "Palm Sword Pure Yang Palace" refers to becoming the real person of the Pure Yang Palace, not the meaning of holding the Pure Yang.

Of course, if Xie Yunliu is willing to take over the position of head, Li Wangsheng has no opinion, but Xie Yunliu has no such idea.

Besides, he admits that he is guilty, and Chunyang's willingness to accept him again is already an unexpected joy, where is he embarrassed to sit in the position of the head?

"Know its male, guard its female, for the world's stream, know its white, guard its black, for the world's style, know its glory, guard its humiliation, for the world's valley, the saint holds one, should be the world's first ......"

All the disciples of the Jingxu lineage chanted together with the senior brothers and sisters on both sides, and tears could not help but slide from their eyes.

Because they found that when they came back this time, the senior brothers and sisters who had never had a good face for them in the past looked at them completely differently.

It was the kindness and warmth from the "family", the quiet and void, and finally reintegrated into this big family.

And the disciples of the Origin Sword Sect, listening to the chanting of the pure yang disciples in their ears, felt the atmosphere of the family reunion, and their sense of belonging to the pure yang quickly improved.

The chanting of the disciples made Xie Yunliu fall into distant memories, and he seemed to see in front of him again, the elegant and handsome young man Li Wusheng, holding a scroll in his hand, looking at himself with a smile and calling for senior brother.

"Senior brother, senior brother......"

The real call came into Xie Yunliu's ears, and he finally came back to his senses, his eyes refocused, but he saw that he had unconsciously walked the steps and went up to Tai Chi Square.

The junior brother and sister stood side by side, and Li Wusheng stood in front of them, holding a long sword that was slightly wider than the ordinary iron sword in his hand, and was coming up to him.

"Senior brother, this Taiji iron sword has finally been returned to its original owner today. Li Wangsheng's eyes were red, and his eyes were shining, both happy and sad.

Xie Yunliu's body trembled slightly, forcibly suppressed his emotions, raised his hand to caress the scabbard of the Taiji Iron Sword, and sighed: "Taiji Iron Sword, you haven't been unsheathed for a long time, and the edge is still the same?"

Li Wangsheng said: "As long as it is in the hands of the senior brother, it can show an unparalleled edge at any time." ”

Xie Yunliu smiled slightly, took the Taiji Iron Sword with his hand, and said warmly: "Senior brother, my sword qi hall, are you still there?"

Li Wusheng said with a smile: "At the beginning, the imperial court sent people to seal the Sword Qi Hall, and the sixth senior brother was angry and personally destroyed the Sword Qi Hall and drove away the court officials who came to seal it. ”

"Three months ago, my senior brother asked me to meet, and I have already started to rebuild the sword qi hall, and now it has already been completed, and the layout and furnishings in the hall are exactly the same as back then. ”

Xie Yunliu looked at Zhuo Fengming appreciatively, and said, "Sixth junior brother has done a good job, I am under the Pure Yang Sect, and I would rather be a broken jade than a complete tile." ”

Zhuo Fengming nodded to Xie Yunliu, a smile appeared on his rough face, he knew that the senior brother knew about this, and he must have greatly agreed.

After Xie Yunliu betrayed his master, Lu Dongbin had been depressed, and Zhuo Fengming felt that the civil strife in Chunyang was caused by the power struggle of the imperial court, and he had always been resentful of it.

Many years later, the imperial court suddenly sent someone to Chunyang to seal the Sword Qi Hall, Zhuo Fengming heard about this, and rushed to the Sword Qi Hall in a rage, rose up to his might, and turned it into ruins in a moment, and the officials who came to seal it were scared.

However, this matter also brought a lot of trouble to Lu Dongbin, but because of this, they knew that this was not the order of the saint, but someone was taking advantage of the past.

Although this matter was handled by Lu Dongbin, Zhuo Fengming's temper was too manic, and it was easy to be used by people with intentions.

In order to change his manic temper, Lu Dongbin chained the giant sword to him to suppress the anger in his heart, and punished him for meditating in the damaged sword qi hall every day.

But depending on the situation, all these years of meditation on oneself don't seem to have any effect, because Zhuo Fengming has never felt that he has done anything wrong, but his anger has indeed been consumed a lot, and it can be regarded as achieving his goal.

After Xie Yunliu's ceremony of holding the sword of pure yang and quieting the void, the disciples returned to the residential area to settle down, but Luo Changfeng and the others followed Xie Yunliu to the Sword Qi Hall, and a formal reunion dinner was naturally to be eaten.