There was a violent storm and dark clouds rolled over the city.

Somewhere in Mount Tai, next to an ancient altar.

"It's been three hundred years... It's been three hundred years... Why haven't you let me go!"

Chen Dong looked excited, the cold rain slapped on his slightly pale face, and his roar was mixed with the sound of thunder.

"The spiritual energy is still as thin as ever!"

Opposite Chen Dong, a richly dressed old man stood behind him. He raised his palm lightly and brushed his fingertips, but the pouring rain could not get close to him!

"Is it worth teleporting across borders and narrowly avoiding death, losing 90% of my cultivation, and losing all my treasures just to return to this barren world?"

"In the world of cultivation, you are admired by thousands of people..."

"I do not care!"

Chen Dong yelled and interrupted the old man, "I don't want to go to some bullshit cultivation world. It was you who kidnapped me without any reason!"

"It's been three hundred years, and I've been killing people for you, grabbing treasures, and killing people for money! It's been three hundred years, isn't it enough?"

"I just want to go home now, why are you still unwilling to let me go!" Chen Dong gritted his teeth, tears filling his red eyes!

"Do you know how much I hate you!"

"you hate me?"

The old man frowned slightly and said, "Why do you hate me!"

"If I hadn't given you the skills and helped you practice, how could you be so stunningly beautiful and look down upon the most powerful person in the world of cultivation!"

"Without me, who are you?"

"He's just a rotten gambling dog that everyone yells at and hates because of God's abandonment!"

"Bad gambling dog!"

The words "Leng Bingbing" were like a knife, instantly revealing the long-lasting wound in Chen Dong's heart.

That's right, he is a bad gambling dog!

That year, Chen Dong, who was newly married, fell into gambling.

I lost all my belongings overnight.

That's what gambling is like. Those who win still want to win, and those who lose want to make a comeback. Chen Dong just gets deeper and deeper into it.

With the obsession of making a comeback, he took out a loan shark.

But the reality did not allow him to make a comeback as he wished, and instead he was saddled with huge debts.

In order to pay off the debt, I emptied my family fortune and even sold my newlywed house!

But even so, the usury is still like a bottomless pit that cannot be filled.

That night, when a debtor came to the door, Chen Dong panicked when he saw the fierce-looking strong men through the peephole.

Seeing Chen Dong's pale face, his frustrated wife Su Shiqing just said lightly: "You can leave through the window..."

Without thinking, Chen Dong climbed out of the window like a runaway dog.

However, no one knew that not long after Chen Dong ran out, the biting cold wind woke him up.

"Shiqing..."

Only then did he realize that he had left Su Shiqing alone to those gangsters who wanted to pay.

Those people are bastards who do all kinds of evil!

Is this still something humans do?

Worse than pigs and dogs!

Chen Dong slapped himself hard.

The prodigal son turns back in one thought!

But just when he turned around, the old man appeared like a ghost.

The old man said that he was a unique cultivator of immortality, so he brought him to the world of cultivation without any explanation.

It also took away his chance to turn back!

In three hundred years, Chen Dong traversed nine heavens and ten lands, mountains of corpses and seas of blood, growing from a cowardly boy to a overlord who shocked the world of cultivation!

But he still couldn't forget that home that was riddled with holes!

That home today,

Is it the separation of wives and children?

Or is the family ruined?

Chen Dong gritted his teeth and tears filled his red eyes!

He didn't dare to think about it!

"Still can't let go?"

With a helpless smile, the old man shook his head, "Three hundred years in the world of cultivation, only three years have passed in this world. For us, three hundred years is just a blink of an eye. What does three years mean? Compared with longevity,

All the affection between sons and daughters, the deep love between flesh and blood, is nothing but withered bones in the grave!"

"Is that home really that important?"

"In the eyes of people like you, there are only magic weapons and elixirs, and people who cultivate immortality, how can they understand?" There was endless regret in Chen Dong's eyes, and there was some sadness under this regret.

"I...don't you understand?"

The old man raised his head and looked towards the south. There was some nostalgia or sadness in his slightly narrowed eyes, but more importantly, there was hatred ready to come out from the corners of his eyes!

For a long while, the corners of the old man's eyes fluctuated, and the last touch of warmth fell on Chen Dong.

The old man touched the stone beside him and sat down slowly, sighing: "Transportation across borders is really dangerous..."

"Dongzi, after all, we have been together for three hundred years. Can you... call me master?"

Chen Dong slowly turned his head, with an unchanging sneer hanging on the corner of his mouth.

The old man seemed to have seen Chen Dong's expression, but he sighed helplessly and slowly lowered his head.

‘Woo~’

‘Wow~’

The wind is getting stronger and the rain is like pillars.

It took quite a while.

Chen Dong noticed something was wrong and turned around to look.

But they found the old man sitting on the stone, his head hanging down, and the pouring rain had already soaked into the old man's body.

With the wet clothes close to his body, Chen Dong noticed for the first time that the old man's body was so thin.

Chen Dong stepped forward and said coldly: "Stop pretending! Don't you just want me to call you master? As for making such a ridiculous joke?"

However... the old man didn't react at all.

"Old man..."

"Old man, don't scare me!"

"That's enough! Stop joking!"

The only thing that responded to Chen Dong was the slightly bleak cool breeze in the mountains.

for a long time……

A choked cry!

"master……"

…

Landao City, downtown.

Chen Dong held the old man's ashes and walked on the bustling street with a heavy heart.

All he could think about now was the old man's affairs.

Just after collecting the old man's body, he discovered that the old man had borne most of the cross-border damage for him. In the end, his meridians were severed and his soul was destroyed.

Chen Dong could not have imagined that it was this old man whom he had hated for three hundred years who desperately sent him back to Blue Star!

He didn't understand why the old man did this?

I walked all the way and thought all the way.

Unconsciously, the surrounding high-rise buildings turned into low and dilapidated bungalows.

Chen Dong finally returned to his hometown where he thought about it day and night, and his complicated thoughts turned into longing for home at this moment.

"Everything... is still the same..." Chen Dong's deep eyes gradually became moist.
To be continued...