"It's the clan leader!"

  "The head of the clan is back!"

  A loud shout echoed across the desolate wilderness beside the official road, and the noisy crowd of people from Tengjia Village suddenly fell silent. Whether they were eating or chatting, everyone turned their heads to look over.

  "Brother, Father?" Qing Yu was barely able to believe it, her eyes filled with surprise.

  "Brother Fan!" Yuan Lan, who was still lying on the stretcher, suddenly burst out with incredible strength, scrambling to get up. Without even putting on his shoes, he ran barefoot towards Teng Qing Shan and Teng Yong Fan. "Brother Fan!" Yuan Lan's face was filled with surprise and joy, tears streaming down his face as he ran up to Teng Yong Fan.

  The chair had been put down, and Teng Yongfan sat on it just like that.

  "Van Gogh."

  "Alan."

  Hong Yongfan also tightly hugged his wife, the two had been together since childhood, and after a lifetime of ups and downs, they could no longer be apart.

  "I thought, I thought you..." Yuan Lan cried hard, looking down at Tun Yongfan's leg, "Brother Fan, your leg..."

  "It's good that I can escape with my life." Teng Yongfan revealed a hint of a smile, "Alan, from now on, I won't be able to walk again."

  Yuan Lan's face was full of tears: "From now on, I'll serve you."

  Hong Qing Shan saw this scene and let out a sigh of relief. If his father had really died, his mother might have been so grief-stricken that her body would have weakened until she died too. But now that his father was alive and back, his mother no longer wanted to die! His mother, who had already drunk the poisonous fruit wine, still had a good physical condition.

  "That's good enough." Old tribal leader Feng Yunlong walked over with a smile, "As long as you're alive, it's all good. As long as you're alive, that's all that matters." He had seen too many deaths, broken legs and arms, Feng Yunlong had seen too much.

  At this time, the old tribal elder Fu Yunlong was holding a wine jug with both hands.

  "Uncle, are your hands better now?" Teng Qing Shan asked. When the army from Qing Hu Island came to arrest people, Uncle's both hands' bones were shattered.

  "It's okay, one pair of hands may be useless and can't lift heavy objects or do strenuous work. However, holding some light things is still manageable." Teng Yunlong's hands, which were hugging the wine gourd, were trembling slightly.

  Hong Qing Shan connected the wine gourd, removed the wine cup covering the mouth of the wine gourd, and first poured a cup of "Zhu Guo Wine" for his father.

  "Dad, drink some more, it's good for your body." Teng Qing Shan handed it over.

  Teng Yongfan took a look at his son, smiled and nodded as he took the wine cup: "Hmm, good-smelling wine. Qingshan, as soon as I'm back, let me have a good drink. Not bad." He then tilted his head and drank the whole cup in one gulp, immediately followed by Teng Yongfan's surprised expression changing to: "What kind of wine is this? So strong!"

  A surge of intense energy rapidly filled Tian Yongfan's entire body.

  Originally due to excessive blood loss, the body that was severely injured and depleted of energy quickly replenished its consumption, even the physical quality was rapidly improving, just one cup of Zhu fruit wine made Tan Yongfan recover more than half, his strength also greatly increased.

  "What wine is this?" Teng Yongfan's eyes widened in surprise.

  "Zhu Guo wine." said Tan Yunlong beside him, "This matter I'll tell you later, slowly... Qing Shan, your father is also back, so now, you don't have to go to Da Yan Mountain anymore, right?"

  "I still have something to attend to," said Teng Qing Shan.

  Let Qinghu Island go?

  How is it possible!

  Great Uncle Teng died, Father suffered so much hardship and was paralyzed, almost losing his life! Just thinking about Father spending the rest of his life in a chair or bed makes Teng Qing Shan heartache. Originally he joined Guiyuan Sect, became the leader of Hei Jia Jun and all that, just to make life better for Teng Family Village, to make his parents' lives better.

  If it weren't so...

  Hong Qingxuan is probably already alone in his journey, pursuing the pinnacle of martial arts.

  However, he tried his best to protect this family, but because of himself, his father suffered a disaster, and his uncle was killed.

  "Green Mountain." Teng Yongfan said repeatedly, "Let's go, don't fight them anymore, Qinghu Island... that's one of the top eight sects in the world, we can't beat them!" From then on, he was paralyzed and couldn't even iron or walk. On the surface, Teng Yongfan seemed carefree. But... who feels good when they're paralyzed?

  He felt miserable inside, but on the surface he had to pretend to be nonchalant. As for revenge, he hated those people so much that he wanted to kill them with his own hands, especially the "Young Master of Shao Island" who held a black long gun and took him away, but he couldn't!

  His son 'Teng Qing Shan' is awesome!

  But no matter how powerful, how could he possibly rival the enormous 'Qinghu Island'? Even the entire Guiyuan Sect couldn't rival it, let alone a small Teng Qing Mountain. For his son's safety, Teng Yongfan didn't want his son to do so.

  "Don't go." Yuan Lan's eyes were also filled with expectation and worry.

  Between avenging and their son, they would of course choose to let their son live a good life.

  "Don't worry, Dad! Your son isn't a fool, rushing to his death like an idiot." Teng Qing Shan forced a smile and comforted his parents, "From young till now, have you ever seen your son recklessly courting death?"

  Heng Yongfan felt slightly relieved upon hearing this.

  From young to old, Teng Qing Shan has indeed done things with a good sense of proportion and is not the kind of person who acts impulsively.

  "Qing Shan." Teng Yongfan said solemnly, "That time when we went to our Teng family village, the cavalry leader who forcibly took me, Qing Hao and you, Yongxiang's uncle, away. On the way back to the Yin Jiao military camp, I found that many soldiers respectfully called him 'Young Island Master'."

  "It's him!" A surge of murderous intent welled up in Teng Qing Shan's heart.

  It turns out to be an old friend!

  It was actually the first time in Flame Mountain that Teng Qing saw Gu Shiyou, who was competing with someone else and admitted defeat halfway... There was also a encounter with Gu Shiyou during the Huakui selection in Wu'an County Castle. After two meetings, Teng Qing found out that Gu Shiyou was a rather hypocritical and sinister person. But unexpectedly...

  This ancient world is sinister, forcing his own father to be taken away.

  "Old friend, I will kill you." Teng Yongfan's heart was filled with murderous intent.

  Teng Yongfan continued, "Qingshan, it's clear that this young island owner has a grudge against you! So... no matter what you do, you must be vigilant and can't be careless." Teng Yongfan was afraid that his son didn't know the true identity of the young island owner, so he reminded him to prevent himself from falling into the trap set by Gu Shiyou.

  "Uh-huh, I'll be careful."

  Teng Qing Shan nodded in agreement.

  ……

  Teng Qing Shan has grown up and is now the leader of the Black Armor Army, with a high status! So Teng Yong Fan and Yuan Lan can only try to persuade Teng Qing Shan, they cannot force him not to go. Because in the eyes of Teng Yong Fan and his wife... they are just country bumpkins, their vision is no match for their son's.

  The son's choice, they can't make decisions for him.

  ******

  Hong Qingshan brought some food, changed his clothes, and then hurried back to Dayan Mountain.

  "Wow~~"

  Occasional shrill cries echoed through the sky, Teng Qing Shan looked up and saw five snow eagles circling in a certain area above Danyang Mountain.

  "It's Snow Eagle Sect's Snow Eagle." Teng Qing Shan recognized at a glance, "Snow Eagle Sect people should be in the area under Snow Eagle. People from other forces should have arrived too." At this moment, Teng Qing Shan was wearing a earth-yellow robe, with a belt around his waist, carrying a large package on his back, and also wore a human skin mask with scars of knives.

  Teng Qing Shan, making his way through the mountains and forests, quickly approached the gathering place of the High Hands.

  "There are still quite a few people."

  From a distance, Teng Qing Shan saw with one glance that there were many experts scattered around, some sitting on the grass, some leaning against big trees, and some sitting on tree branches. With just one glance from afar, Teng Qing Shan saw over twenty people.

  "Haha, here comes another one!" The laughter could be heard from far away.

  Hong Qingshan walked over with big strides, and saw a young man in white robe smiling and coming up to him. He cupped his hands together and smiled: "I'm Liu Xiu, this brother seems unfamiliar."

  "Tianying Gate, Qinlang." Teng Qing Mountain nodded slightly.

  "Tianying Gate?" Many people around looked over in confusion, clearly none of them had heard of this sect.

  Hong Qing Shan smiled calmly: "It's just a small, unknown sect."

  "Hmph, wanting to join us and get a share of the treasure? You don't have the qualifications to enter if you don't have any real ability." One of the six people in purple robes, an old man with white hair and a swept-back brow, said coldly.

  "Whether you have the qualifications or not, you can try." said Ceng Qing Shan calmly.

  "Preposterous!"

  An old man with a sweeping eyebrow let out a sneer, stretched out his hand, and the long sword on his back appeared in his hand. Under the sunlight, the long sword flowed with a faint green glow. The other innate experts present looked at this scene silently... Wanting to join this camp required some real power.

  If you have a reputation, nobody will stand in your way.

  You're a nobody, I've never seen you before. Let's see what you're capable of!

  "I've read 'Donghua Jiujian' in the carefree palace, take a good look." The voice of the old man with the sweeping eyebrows was still echoing, and his entire person suddenly transformed into a green residual shadow.

  "Ah!"

  A loud explosion!

  Hong Qing Shan remained standing still, but the old man with a sweeping eyebrow retreated three steps back, his eyes filled with astonishment. The surrounding innate experts who were originally watching the scene with indifference all had their expressions change slightly, especially the five masters from Shi Yue Shen Mountain who carried divine bows on their backs, staring at the flying knife fragments on the ground in shock.

  A flying knife, actually made a congenital solid dan strong man retreat three steps!

  The force infused in this flying knife is at least 200,000 to 300,000 jin! Such a master of hidden weapons cannot be underestimated.

  "I went out for a stroll, and you all started making a ruckus?" A bright laughter sounded, and a large man with disheveled hair, resembling a wild man, rode in on a demonic beast called 'Black Cloud Leopard'. He glanced at Teng Qing Shan and said, "This person's hand guards are the 'Tian Ying Zhao' of Wei Dan's arsenal. Should be Wei Dan's successor. No need to measure him with our fists?"

  "Tianying Claw?" Many people looked at Teng Qing Shan's gloves on both hands in surprise.

  A pair of gloves that seem ordinary at first glance, but are hard to identify without studying history.

  "It turns out to be the successor of Wei Dan, the old predecessor! Tianyingzhao Wei Dan, the predecessor, was one of the top ten masters listed in the 'Tianbang' over 600 years ago." The white-robed young man walked up and smiled, "I, Liu Xiu, am also a lone wanderer of the world. Qin Lang, brother, let's go see 'Wu Hou', the old big brother."

  "King Wu?" Teng Qing Shan was shocked.

  Wu Hou, ranked first in the Heavenly Rankings, known as the 'Beast King'.

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