Shen Luo smiled slightly, and then told the two of them some of the less important experiences he had had over the years. Shen Mumu listened with great interest, and Shen Ci also felt that his horizons had been broadened.
Shen Luo then gave the two some pointers on cultivation experience, which they benefited greatly from.
The three siblings chatted for a long time until the moon rose above the horizon.
"Brother, just rest at home today. Tomorrow I will bring other younger generations of the clan to show you." Shen Ci said.
"That's not necessary. I've become accustomed to quiet cultivation over the years. I'm not used to crowded places. I'll leave the house to you. I'll be leaving now." Shen Luo stood up and said.
"Leaving so soon?" Shen Ci and Shen Mumu were both surprised.
"I'm going to Chunqiu Temple, which is very close to my home. If you have anything, just go to Chunqiu Temple to find me." Shen Luo said.
Shen Ci and Shen Mumu breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.
"You don't have to see me off." Shen Luo said to the two of them, and his figure flashed and disappeared on the spot.
Shen Ci and Shen Mumu felt lost, and it took them a long time to recover. They checked the storage device and discussed the distribution of the items inside.
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Shen Luo was already thousands of feet high in the sky at this moment. He glanced at Chunhua County below, turned around and flew towards Chunqiu Temple.
He did not intend to interfere too much in the development of the Shen family. Although the demonic calamity had passed, there was no guarantee that there were still some of his enemies left. The Shen family was too weak, and it would be inappropriate if they were too involved with him.
The distance of hundreds of miles was nothing to him now, and the former site of Chunqiu Temple soon appeared in his sight.
Inside the Chunqiu Temple, the damage caused by the demons that wiped out the family is still there, and many buildings are still collapsed. Only a few buildings have been repaired, and they look quite shabby.
There weren't many people in the temple. It was deserted and silent, completely different from the lively scene of the past.
When Shen Luo saw the sect he was born in become like this, he sighed in his heart and flew down.
When he landed in the temple, his brows quickly furrowed.
The doors of the renovated buildings were now open. Two of the doors were still lying on the ground, and there were several new deep scratches on the ground in front of the door, as if they had just experienced a fight.
Shen Luo's spiritual sense spread out and his expression quickly darkened.
There were actually two corpses in a room inside the temple. Judging from their clothes, they were disciples of Chunqiu Temple.
He frowned slightly, expanded his spiritual sense, and quickly turned his head to look at a mountain range more than ten miles away.
The spiritual energy there was fluctuating violently. There were cultivators fighting each other, and the fluctuation of the magic power of one of them was familiar. It was the Pure Yang Sword Technique.
Shen Luo flew there without any hesitation.
With his current level of cultivation, he reached the scene of the fight in an instant and landed quietly outside a valley.
Two groups of monks were fighting in the valley. One side had two monks wearing green Taoist robes. They were disciples of Chunqiu Temple, and their cultivation level was only at the Qi Refining Stage.
"Hey, Qin Ming!" Shen Luo looked at an old man in a green robe with gray hair and activating a peach wood talisman sword.
This person's appearance had changed greatly, but he could still vaguely recognize that he was a fellow outer sect disciple from his youth. However, the two were not familiar with each other and had only met a few times.