Dear Lingshi

Hearing this, Uncle Hu's body trembled and his face turned pale immediately.

"Senior, I will go and inform you right away." The disciple turned around and was about to leave.

"No need." Uncle Hu said this weakly and was about to turn and leave.

When Lu Yunsheng heard the conversation between the two, he already knew the whole story. Now, seeing Uncle Hu turning around in despair, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

"Yunsheng, let's go, let's go back." Uncle Hu said in a low voice.

Seeing Uncle Hu like this, Lu Yunsheng looked at the red silk hanging on the memorial archway again, and whispered to Uncle Hu unwillingly: "Uncle Hu, we have come to the doorstep. No matter what the reason is, as long as you want to see me, I will accompany you to see me."

Uncle Hu hesitated for a moment after hearing this, but finally shook his head.

Seeing this, Lu Yunsheng no longer forced himself and had to accompany Uncle Hu to return the same way.

At this moment, a group of monks flying on swords passed over the heads of the three people.

When the disciples wearing red silk saw these monks, they immediately put down their work and bowed respectfully towards the monks in the sky.

These monks seemed to have noticed Lu Yunsheng and the other two on the stone steps, and they all looked down.

“Senior Brother Nangong!”

Suddenly an excited voice came from the sky. Lu Yunsheng looked up and saw a monk in a purple robe quickly falling towards where Uncle Hu was.

"Song Xian'an? Junior Brother Xian'an!" Uncle Hu also recognized this man at this time. He immediately put on a smile on his face, pretending to be surprised, and called the man's name.

"Senior Brother Nangong, are you still alive? Master and sister have been looking for you all these years. Where have you been?" Song Xian'an walked up to Uncle Hu and asked hurriedly.

"Well, this is a long story." Uncle Hu sighed and didn't want to say more.

Hearing this, Song Xian'an said excitedly, "Brother, let's go! Come back to the sect with me first. Junior Sister Jianqing will be very happy to see you."

Uncle Hu shook his head and said, "No, it would be inappropriate for me to show up now."

Hearing this, Song Xian'an immediately realized why Uncle Hu was in such a hurry to leave. He took Uncle Hu's arm and said to him, "Master has passed away. Don't you want to pay tribute to him? Also, Junior Sister and Master have been looking for you all these years. Even if Junior Sister is getting married now, you should have the courage to come forward and give Junior Sister and Master an answer."

Uncle Hu was extremely conflicted when he heard this. Deep down, he naturally wanted to meet his junior sister and pay homage to the master who treated him like his own son. However, his junior sister was getting married now, and he didn't want to disturb her life anymore.

"Uncle Hu is a coward!" Xuan'er suddenly said with a pout.

After hearing this, Uncle Hu finally made up his mind and nodded slowly.

Seeing this, Song Xian'an and Lu Yunsheng both showed joy on their faces.

Lu Yunsheng also secretly gave Xuan'er a thumbs up.

"I'll send a message to my junior sister right away. If she knew you're back, she would be so happy!" Song Xian'an said as he took out the message stone.

Uncle Hu did not stop Song Xian'an's actions this time.

In just a few breaths, two dazzling sword lights flew out from the top of the mountain.

Uncle Hu felt something and looked up, only to see two young monks, a man and a woman, flying towards him rapidly.

The two of them landed in front of Uncle Hu, and the three of them looked at each other. Uncle Hu and the female cultivator both had tears in their eyes, but the male cultivator had a look of surprise on his face when he saw Uncle Hu.

"Are you Senior Brother Nangong?" After a long time, the sweet-looking female cultivator looked at the middle-aged man in front of her with some hesitation.

Although Uncle Hu had taken special care to tidy up his appearance before going up the mountain, he had already become an old man after so many years of hardships. It was only after he broke through the Jindan stage that his lifespan increased greatly, and he became the middle-aged uncle he is now.

But even so, he still looked extremely old standing in front of the female cultivator who looked like a young girl.

Upon hearing this, Uncle Hu's eyes turned red and he nodded slowly.

Seeing Uncle Hu nod, the female cultivator walked up to him and hugged him, crying loudly, "Where have you been all these years? They all said you were eaten by a monster, but my father and I didn't believe it. We've been looking for you for a long, long time!"

Seeing this scene, the male cultivator's face turned gloomy, and his eyes stared at Uncle Hu, as if he wanted to eat Uncle Hu.

Uncle Hu didn't seem to notice the male cultivator's expression. Instead, he stretched out his hand and hugged the female cultivator tightly.

A hundred years of yearning, at this moment, was like a long-trapped prehistoric beast, rushing out from Uncle Tiger's heart, and after thousands of twists and turns, it finally turned into "Junior sister, I miss you too!"

"Cough cough!"

Just as the two were immersed in the joy of reunion after a long separation, an annoying cough broke the wonderful atmosphere.

When the female cultivator heard the voice, she seemed to remember that she was about to get married. She quickly broke free from Uncle Hu's arms and retreated back to the male cultivator with an embarrassed look on her face.

The male cultivator looked at the female cultivator who had returned to his side, and a trace of hatred flashed across his face, but he still forced a smile on his face and said to Uncle Hu: "Junior brother, you are so lucky. In such a desperate situation back then, you were able to come back intact."

Uncle Hu laughed when he heard this, and said in a somewhat abnormal tone: "Haha, Senior Brother, how are you? I, Nangong Zhaohu, was able to come back thanks to you!"

The male cultivator didn't take it seriously, and took over the conversation and said calmly: "Since you are back, you should go pay a visit to the master of the sect first. Now that you have cultivated to the golden elixir, our Ziyang Sword Sect can add another elder seat!"

The male cultivator paused for a moment, looking at Hong Ling on both sides of the stone steps and continued, "I will be marrying Junior Sister Jian Qing in five days. By then, you will also be promoted to a new elder. It will be a double happiness. You should drink a few more glasses by then!"

"I dare not disobey what you say, senior brother." Uncle Hu's expression did not change when he heard this.

After everyone entered the mountain gate, they surrounded Uncle Hu and went to the main hall where the leader of Ziyang Sword Sect was to report.

After all, he had been away from the Sword Sect for a hundred years, and now he had returned to the sect at the Golden Core stage, which was a big event for any sect.

You should know that in the Zi Yang Sword Sect, the most powerful sect leader is only at the Golden Core Perfection Realm, and there are only a handful of Golden Core elders in the entire sect.

The leader of Zi Yang Sword Sect is of the same generation as Uncle Hu’s master Jian Yin, which means he is Uncle Hu’s uncle.

At this time, he saw Uncle Hu returning after achieving golden elixir, and his heart was filled with joy. He immediately wanted Uncle Hu to take the position of elder.

However, Uncle Hu politely rejected the sect leader's proposal and said that he would leave the sect in a few days.

No one expected that Uncle Hu would actually refuse the coveted position of elder. Uncle Hu's move immediately stunned the sect leader.