Lord Zhang Fei

111 Journey To The Lingchen Cave [I]

Ruins Great Forest.

The light of sun had become very soft after passing through the tall canopy. It shines on the lush moss and exotic flowers and plants that could be seen everywhere on the ground, showing a soft and hazy beauty.

Inside and outside the forest, there were huge ancient trees with a height of dozens of feet, and there were more than a dozen people hugging each other. Walking in this virgin jungle made people feel extremely small.

After half a year away from this place, Zhang Fei finally stepped back onto the land that he had been walking for more than eight years.

At the beginning of the new semester, Bu Wenle told five people about this secret training camp. Everyone had no objection to win glory for the branch in the competition. Especially when they heard that the destination of this training camp was Zhang Fei’s hometown, everyone had a sense of excitement to go out and explore.

Bu Wenle didn’t tell everyone about Lingchen Cave in advance, for fear that everyone would say that destination would be known by others on the way, causing trouble. Along the way, everyone hastened during the day and practiced at night. But for Bu Wenle, Zhang Fei, and Lu Wenfeng, who couldn’t cultivate at night, just relying on absorbing the spiritual power of the celestial silkworm was much faster than cultivating on their own.

After more than a month of traveling. A group of six finally came to Zhang Fei’s hometown. Although things have changed, but after Zhang Fei returned to the Great Ruins Forest, he still felt a sense of intimacy of being at home.

Gradually, it was very close to the site of the Ironwood tribe. Zhang Fei’s mood also began to become heavier, as he walked, picking wild flowers in full bloom.

Everyone also knew what happened to the Ironwood tribe. Seeing that Zhang Fei was picking wild flowers, everyone picked a bunch of them.

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Soon, Zhang Fei came to a dirt slope and stopped. Everyone followed behind Zhang Fei, looking at an open valley ahead.
He saw that the valley area was very large, and there were more than ten big trees scattered on the ground. One side of the valley was a grassland, and the other side was the entrance to the forest.

And on the slope where Zhang Fei and the others were standing, there was a collapsed stone house.

Zhang Fei looked at everything in front of him with a confused expression. It seemed that he was recalling people and things in the past, and his eyes were a little wet.

Bu Wenle walked to Zhang Fei and asked softly, “Fei’er, where is this?”

Zhang Fei nodded and replied, “Home, master. I’m home.”

Zhang Fei walked to a small mound protruding in front of the slope with wild flowers in hand, placed the flowers gently in front of the mound, took two steps back, and fell to his knees, tears streaming down his face.

“Father and mother, sister Shuang’er, Fei is back to see you!” After speaking, Zhang Fei kowtowed four times in front of the mound.

Seeing this, everyone knew that this was the tomb of Zhang Fei’s parents, and they also placed flowers in front of the tomb, stood in a row behind Zhang Fei, and bowed deeply three times.

Standing in front of the grave, Bu Wenle said bitterly: “Good apprentice, the master is here to see you. I didn’t expect the goodbye more than ten years ago to become a permanent goodbye!” He also bowed three times. Then, Bu Wenle walked to the stone wall in the distance. The seven spirit crystals in front of him lit up, turned into a giant axe, and slashed towards the stone wall.

A neat and smooth huge stone slab was quickly split out by the giant axe. Bu Wenle picked up his hands, and the slate flew down in front of Mu Tuo’s husband and wife’s grave, and was firmly inserted in front of the earthen grave.

Bu Wenle’s command was like flying with his fingers, and two lines of characters were carved on the slate: Mu Tuo, the head of the Tiemu tribe, Xuan’er, the mother of the family, and the righteous daughter Qiu shuang.

After the tombstone was carved, Zhang Fei gave Mr. Bu Wenle a deep bow and said, “Thank you, master!” Then he knelt in front of the tombstone and kowtowed four times to his parents again.

After getting up, Zhang Fei stared at the valley where he once lived. Then he turned around and said to the others, “Let’s go!”

Then he strode towards the direction of Lingchen Cave.

An hour later, the roar of a huge waterfall came from the woods ahead.

“Wow, it’s a waterfall!” Mei’er jumped three times and ran to the front! For Mei’er, waterfalls are very rare.

Zhang Fei quickly reminded. “Be careful, Mei’er, there is a cliff ahead!”

Soon, a cliff more than 100 meters high appeared at the feet of everyone. In front of the cliff, a huge waterfall poured down, and under the illumination of the blazing star, it shone like a silver chain flying down.

Zhang Fei whispered to Bu Wenle. “Master, we’re here. It’s in this pool.”



Bu Wenle looked at the sun, which was sloping westward, and whispered, “No hurry, let’s go down to have a rest first, and then go in after dark.”

After speaking, a group of six people found their way to the edge of the pool under the waterfall.

They saw that the water pool was very wide, the size of three or four arenas. The water in the pool was smashed by the waterfall, and the sound of the water rumbled.

Bu Wenle said to the crowd: “Tonight, we will rest here, and we will get up early tomorrow and go on our way.”

When the crowd heard this, they immediately shouted in agreement. Ziyu was the first to toss his clothes, and plunged into the pool with only the bottom of his trousers left, enjoying himself while swimming.

Bu Yueyue was not idle either, aiming at the fat head of Ziyu with a pebble on the shore to practice. The frightened fat man dived to the bottom of the water for a long time and did not dare to come up.

After a while, a huge lotus leaf floated up from the water, and then Ziyu’s head popped out from under the lotus leaf.

Seeing Ziyu holding the lotus leaf and grimacing at Bu Yueyue, he twisted his face and shouted, “Bah, you can’t fight! You can’t fight!”

Angrily, Bu Yueyue picked up a large stone and threw it at Ziyu, and also attached flames to the surface of the stone.