Refining Qi starts from repairing the panel

"Brother Chu and my Shang family do have some fate."

Noticing Song Lingxue's gaze, Shang Zuling raised his eyebrows slightly and said calmly, "I have indeed received a lot of care from Fellow Daoist Chu in the past few years."

As soon as the voice fell, Bai Nian's expression froze slightly, and he took a few steps back without making a sound. The atmosphere became a little subtle for a moment.

"In recent years?"

Song Lingxue paused, and without turning back to look at Chu Zheng, she nodded and said:

"You are a descendant of the Shang family. Immortal Lord Cang Yun has been very kind to my husband, so it is only natural for him to take care of you. However, my husband never mentioned that you were here, and I didn't prepare any gifts for you. I hope that Daoist Shang will not blame me."

"Song Zhen, the rumors are true. You are now a true disciple of the Martial Palace. Your status is different from before. Why do you need to prepare gifts when you see me?"

Shang Zuling's expression was calm, like a pool of stagnant water: "As for the kindness bestowed by my Shang family ancestors, it has nothing to do with me. Fellow Daoist Chu is kind and willing to lend a hand. I will remember this friendship."

When Chu Zheng heard the word "husband", he shook his head involuntarily. Noticing that Song Lingxue was really angry, he looked at Bai Nian beside him:

Chu Zheng looked at Shang Zuling and said frankly without hiding anything: "I have joined the Immortal Alliance's Criminal Division. I will be on the front line soon. The war in the lower realm is about to begin. Do you want me to take you away first?"

Shang Zuling's current situation is very troublesome, completely different from his. His identity as a member of the Shang family is quite sensitive.

Now that a great war is about to break out, Shang Zuling's best option is to leave this place and go to the Chaos Sea, or go to the universe, and randomly choose a life star to hide in and avoid this situation.

"I will find a chance to leave the lower realm." Shang Zuling nodded and said, "I have my own plan for this. Fellow Daoist Chu, just take care of yourself."

During the conversation, Bai Nian had packed up and walked out.

Chu Zheng did not ask any more questions. He took out two low-grade immortal treasures and handed them to Shang Zuling:

"Fellow Daoist, take it for self-defense. We will say goodbye now."

He never interferes too much in other people's choices, because he cannot guarantee that his own choices are correct.

"The battlefield is dangerous and unpredictable, please take care of yourself, Chu Daoyou." Shang Zuling did not refuse and took the magic treasure.

Given her current situation, she really needs some self-defense trump cards to leave the lower realm. She needs to survive first before she can talk about the future.

After following Chu Zheng for a few years, she has realized that Chu Zheng's methods are quite magical, and the fairy treasures are not precious to him.

"I won't go back with you."

Song Lingxue walked out of the shop slowly and said softly:

"The Martial Palace must withdraw all the forces supporting the Immortal Alliance and do its best to hunt down the remaining forces in the heavens. I have also received a summons and will return to the Martial Palace soon. I will meet up with other people in the Martial Palace later."

"When did it happen? Why didn't you tell me before?"

Hearing this, Chu Zheng frowned slightly and looked at Song Lingxue for a long while before gradually reacting: "Have you made up your mind?"

"I want to go back to the Martial Hall." Song Lingxue nodded, and then said: "The previous jade book was destroyed, I need a new means of communication."

The previous jade book was made of the golden body and used the means of the incense and spirit way. Now that Chu Zheng has cut the incense and spirit way out of his body, he naturally can no longer use it.

However, among the magical powers of the Qi cultivators, there are similar means, but they have a certain delay and take some time to be transmitted.

After a long silence, Chu Zheng took out a piece of clear spiritual jade, injected the precious blood of his soul into it, and stored the soul in the blood. With this, he could perform the art of sound transmission and communicate across boundaries.

"Why don't you come with me?"

Chu Zheng walked forward slowly and stuffed the spiritual jade into Song Lingxue's hand, his tone slightly deep.

"If we stay together for a long time, we will get bored."

Song Lingxue smiled faintly, put away the spiritual jade, reached out to hug Chu Zheng, and said in a voice transmission:

"When we meet again next time, I will be stronger and will be able to help you."

The strong desire that was gradually worn away by the daily interactions will be filled with tension again under the starry sky whose distance is difficult to measure, like a taut bow, waiting for the moment to be released again.

The memory of a rare meeting will, after being repeatedly polished by time, leave only beautiful projections.

Chu Zhenghui only remembers the good things about her, and she does the same.

Chu Zheng took a deep breath and whispered:

"Take good care of yourself."

He would not doubt whether Song Lingxue had the ability. After twenty years of separation, Song Lingxue survived without him by her side.

Going to the Martial Palace might be safer than being with him.

Chu Zheng said nothing more, let go, turned around, and left with Bai Nian without looking back.

After watching the two figures disappear, Shang Zuling slowly spoke: "Song Zhenchuan seems to have something to tell me."

"yes."

Song Lingxue nodded, her eyes darkened, and her tone sank: "Whether you think I'm unreasonable or self-indulgent, I won't feel at ease if I don't say some things."

"Song Zhenchuan, please speak frankly."

There were waves in Shang Zuling's eyes. She was tall to begin with, much taller than an ordinary person. At this moment, her eyes were lowered, and she looked condescending without even opening a word.

"Immortal Lord Cang Yun has done A Zheng a favor. That is a matter between Immortal Lord Cang Yun and him. Even if A Zheng has no chance to repay this favor, I will find a way to repay it in the future. This has nothing to do with you..."

Song Lingxue raised her head slightly and met Shang Zuling's gaze. Her delicate face was expressionless as she spoke word by word, "So, I don't want to see you getting too involved with A Zheng, even if it's just a thought."

"You consider this as... a threat?"

Shang Zuling's lips twitched slightly, and the smile that rose subconsciously gradually faded under Song Lingxue's serious gaze:

"I have never been subservient to anyone in my life, including my ancestors. Chu Zheng is one of them, but he is only talented in this field of cultivation. As for whether I will have any involvement with him in the future, I will not give you any guarantee on this point."

This has nothing to do with Chu Zheng. Although she is in a difficult situation now, she has not lost her spirit and will not make any ridiculous promises just because of a few words from others.

"I'm not threatening you." Song Lingxue shook her head:

"That's someone that none of my closest relatives have ever touched, so...if you have any thoughts about it before I die, I might just kill you before anything actually happens."

Song Lingxue looked calm, and there was indeed no threat in her tone of voice. She was simply stating a fact that was bound to happen.

"you……"

Shang Zuling narrowed his eyes slightly, and then suddenly realized something was wrong. He glanced at the snow-colored halberd that Song Lingxue had been carrying on her back:

"Are you provoking me to take action?"

"No one can predict the future. I have said everything I need to say. You don't have to take these words to heart. If you need help in the future, I will help you to the best of my ability."

Song Lingxue shook her head slightly and walked away.

Shang Zuling frowned and watched Song Lingxue leave. He felt inexplicably angry, but had no place to vent.

Before Song Lingxue opened her mouth, she had already said that these words might be unreasonable or self-indulgent.

The premise is that she has no thoughts about Chu Zheng.

The past five years were like a painting on water, quickly passing through her mind and disappearing in an instant.

Her injuries had already healed, and the underground palace was not a place with abundant spiritual energy, so why didn't she just leave?

After a moment, Shang Zuling, who had not found the answer, let out a long sigh, his expression returned to its usual calmness, and he turned around and slowly closed the door of the grocery store.

The storm has not yet come, so why worry about getting your clothes wet? It's just worrying for yourself.

The universe is so vast. If we part today, we may not have the chance to meet again in the future.

Just like what Song Lingxue said just now, she didn't need to take these words to heart.

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After leaving the underground palace, Chu Zheng told Bai Nian what had happened in recent days and asked him to write it down.

Putting aside the fact that the Martial Palace defeated the heavens and the Martial Ancestor killed two Beast Ancestors in one battle, the war that is about to begin in the lower realm is also a rare war in ancient history.

In the struggle for the Tao, there is no distinction between good and evil. What is being fought for is the future after eternity. No one can know who will ultimately be the destiny.

As a living being living in the present, all we can do is experience, feel, and then record it truthfully.

After returning all the way back to the Immortal Alliance camp, Chu Zheng immediately began to collect the immortal treasures and some fragments of treasures that he could use.

Some of them were already in his hands when he was in the Cang Yun Realm, and he has not had time to repair them until now.