Destiny is ashes

Chapter 325: An Jing searches for his mother, Shen Mubai learns the news (43, delayed update)
Pu Ming Zhenjun is the peak master whose parents both died of the epidemic. He was deeply impressed by his parents who did their best to keep him alive. Naturally, he couldn't bear to see such a family being separated, and he highly appreciated An Jing's performance.

"Disaster."

Biying said: "An Jing is still a Dachen person after all... The reason why Dachen allowed An Jing to stay in the territory is probably because they want to show their ability and pull An Jing towards them."

"God's will is enough to break many conventions."

"My dear seniors." The rather young head of Chuyao Peak was a little doubtful: "Let's not talk about other things. If An Jing finally finds his mother and wants to return to Mingjing Sect... do you think Dachen will?"

All eight peaks are Manifested Saints, but Chen Yinzi, Biying and Puming are at the peak of Manifested Sainthood. Jinghuang Peak and Shihui Peak are older and no longer participate in the sect’s policy decisions. The remaining three are relatively young and lack strength and experience, so it is difficult for them to speak when the seniors are discussing.

"That's not the case."

Chen Yinzi shook his head: "Dachen's way is about order and law. Let's not talk about whether they will abide by it. At least, before An Jing is ready to return to the sect, he can be won over by Dachen. Therefore, Dachen will protect his safety, and he is much safer than Chen Li."

At this point, he turned his head and looked at Biying, who had a sullen expression on his face. “Junior-nephew Su Ran and my disciple Guang Chen were both attacked by other sects that had planned in advance. Among them were the shadows of the other four sects, as well as a mysterious force whose true identity we still don’t know.”

"The swordsman who attacked Guangchen with the Great Five Elements Destruction Sword Intent is definitely a true disciple, but he did not use the real method. Instead, he used the Five Elements True Meaning that even wandering warriors could master. He did not want to reveal his identity... We must first cleanse the inside and outside of Jiankong Mountain and clean it up thoroughly."

"Of course."

The other peak masters all nodded in agreement. In the past, each peak master had their own things to do and it was difficult to gather them all together to discuss the future decisions of the sect. Now, through the negotiations at Baishan Pass, they were able to reach a rare consensus.

"Then how should the sect help An Jing?"

Someone asked, and Chen Yinzi had already thought about it and answered, "Name and reality."

"Use the connections of the sect to spread the news that An Jing killed three masters in Dachen... It can not only prove that An Jing is a member of the Mingjing Sect and enhance the reputation of the sect, but also let An Jing's mother know that her son is looking for her!"

“That can also be dangerous.”

The head of Yuansha Peak pondered: "If the Demon Sect and other sects want to kidnap An Jing's mother..."

"Just let An Jing and his mother know." Chen Yinzi shook his head slightly: "An Jing and his mother must have an agreement, otherwise he wouldn't have run over there so blindly. They must have agreed on a place to meet in the future. As long as they know, they will naturally not make it public, but meet in private."

"Besides, warriors from my sect are not allowed to enter, but it does not say that mortals from my sect are not allowed to enter."

At this point, Chen Yinzi laughed and said, "Mobilize the Chamber of Commerce within the sect, contact An Jing, and give him the treatment and resources of a true successor, so that he can improve his strength faster!"

"Give him both name and reality. For a talent like An Jing, this is enough. Anything more would be a hindrance."

"He is a divine destiny. We don't need to interfere and involve him in karma... Just trust him."

It has been tens of thousands of years since a divine destiny was seen, and the peak masters did not know how to deal with it.

Since Chen Yinzi, An Jing's master, has spoken, then we should follow his words.

Soon, Mingjing Sect's many tentacles and chambers of commerce in Dachen began to operate.

In particular, storytellers in the northern Xinjiang region received funding and commissions in the fastest possible time.

In just half a month, the story of Mingjing Sect's true disciple An Jing angrily beheading three masters spread throughout the northern border.

after a while.

The northern border of Dachen.

Hanhai Road, Wuzhou, Beirui City.

There are many lakes and rivers in Wuzhou, with a mild climate and abundant rainfall. Except for the midsummer, there is thick fog all year round. Beirui City has thousands of rivers crisscrossing it. In addition to bridges, every household needs to travel by boat. The people and fairies living here are mostly water-spirited. Even the rushing rivers rarely see sunlight all year round, which cultivates some Shaoyin Qi, which can nourish the body and mind and prolong life.

However, although it is called Shaoyin, if ordinary people are exposed to it too much, it will erode their souls, making them restless and anxious. Their bodies will be healthy, but their minds will be weakened.

If you want to maintain your health, you must build a high tower, break through the fog, and get in touch with the sun every day, unless you practice the mind method. But how many people can build a high tower with the mind method? Most mortals are trapped in this fog and can only recite scriptures day and night. In the evening, the whole Beirui City can be heard full of the sound of scriptures.

On the outskirts of Beirui City, an old woman was washing clothes by the river. This kind of work that requires constant contact with running water can only be done by the elderly. If it were a young person, he would not be able to sleep at night if he had to fill the overflowing water again. Of course, if it were a warrior, it would be fine, but which warrior would wash his own clothes?
After washing the clothes, the old woman sent them to the inn on the outskirts of the city. These were the clothes for the guests of the inn to change into, and they were paid for their daily laundry, and their accommodation and food were provided, so they had nothing to lack and could even save some money.

In the lobby of the inn, a storyteller was talking eloquently, spit flying everywhere. The old woman took a look and found it quite novel. Why did this storyteller come to their small inn on the outskirts of the city instead of telling stories in the brothels? The guests here are all very stingy, how can he earn money for tips? He would be starving if he went home.

She had planned to collect the money, return to her room to continue her meditation and cultivation, and to calm her inner breath - her strength was still too weak. If she wanted to venture into the Northern Frontier on her own, she would at least have to cultivate an inner breath as strong as a river.

With her talent and age, it would be extremely difficult for her to cultivate her internal energy to be as strong as the tide by her own strength without any external force. But for Ruhe, if she calmed down and practiced, it would still be possible.

In the past, she had never really calmed down. It was not until her family was broken up, her husband and children left her, and she was displaced here that she finally found true peace. She was left with only herself and only practice.

"If I save more money, I can buy some herbs to mix the 'Zhuangxue Powder' in the martial arts classics. Combined with my recent practice, I may be able to break through to the state of inner breath like a river."

This is the difficulty of ordinary warriors' cultivation. There is no resources and no time. If the "old woman" had not pawned a lot of her jewelry and even keepsakes, she would not have had the money to buy these precious medicinal materials.

However, just as she returned from collecting the money and was about to head to the small house behind the inn, she heard the storyteller mention a name.

【Anjing】

The 'old woman' stopped and listened quietly.

Then, she, who originally thought it was just someone with the same name, became more and more frightened and unbelievable the more she listened.

In the northern border, in Gufeng County, he settled down. He sold himself to join the Demon Sect for his mother, then betrayed the sect and killed the master...

She stood there in a daze for a moment, and then tears filled her eyes. She could not even hear the subsequent divine commands and boasting clearly.

"My son... is it my son?"

Around old lady.

A whole team of Tianyi Demon Cult warriors disguised themselves as passers-by, drinkers, scholars and servants, surrounding the old woman. Even the inn had been bought by them a long time ago, and the current owner was just helping them manage the place temporarily.

"Finally she heard it. It's worth the money we spent to hire someone to tell the story here."

The leader of the team noticed the stunned look on the old woman's face. If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely not be able to see what was going on and would just think that the old lady also liked to listen to stories.

But they breathed a sigh of relief: "Quick, inform the goddess, there is a result!"

Soon, they arrived at the top floor of the inn. The team leader respectfully activated the water mirror and reported his work.

"An's mother Shen Mubai has learned that An Jing has come to the Northern Frontier. Lady Goddess, what should we do next? Please give us your instructions!"

After a while, a clear and calm voice sounded from behind the water mirror.

[Protect her well. If she wants to look for it, escort her secretly to find it.]

The girl's quiet voice sounded behind the water mirror: [Don't show yourself, we want to help An Jing find her]

[In this way, we can also find An Jing]

(End of this chapter)