Chapter 892: Ancestors

The Soul-Sucking Mirror in his arms asked him: "Have the Lu family's shortcomings been found?"

"I suppose." He Lingchuan sighed: "The Lu family's shortcoming is actually the shortcoming of the vast majority of people."

"What?"

"Poor." He Lingchuan shook his head: "What they lack most is money, and I am the same."

The mirror thought for a moment, then suddenly laughed out loud.

He Lingchuan ignored it.

It laughed until it felt bored itself, so it had to cough: "Don't you want to ask me what I'm laughing at?"

"What are you laughing at?"

"You don't want to stay in the Yuan Nation because the state affairs there are rotten and impossible to support; but you ran thousands of miles to Bailie, and its situation is not necessarily much better than the Yuan Nation! You are even an outsider, unfamiliar with the place." Isn't the disadvantage even more obvious?

"Who says?" He Lingchuan strolled on the pier: "The Yuan Nation has He Chunhua and Naluo Heaven thinking about me, but does this place have them? He Chunhua painstakingly managed for so many years, his foundation in the Yuan Nation is much deeper than mine; how much effort would I have to spend to surpass him?"

Only by saying goodbye to the past can there be a new beginning.

"More importantly, although the Yuan Nation is complete, it is trapped by internal strife; Bailie is worried about external threats." Bailie is surrounded by four or five countries; the Qing Nation snatched Blade Edge Port, and the Ya Nation made it cede land and pay reparations. Bailie seems to be destined to be beaten and bullied. He Lingchuan had just arrived and didn't know how this situation was formed, but he believed, "Honestly, external threats are always easier to solve than internal ones."

Externally, there is still room for maneuver and room for alliances; internally, one has to operate on oneself, scrape one's own bones, heal one's own wounds, and sometimes even strangle one's own neck.

Which is more painful? No need to say more.

So in He Lingchuan's view, Bailie's trouble is actually far smaller than the Yuan Nation's.

He felt that he had come to the right place.

"Under the gaze of the Heavenly Gods, where is there true peace in the human world?" But if this were a peaceful and prosperous age, with everything harmonious, where would there be room for him to show his skills?

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The morning sun rose from the sea, with ten thousand rays of rosy clouds, and He Lingchuan happened to walk to the shore.

The sound of gulls and herons, fine sand like snow.

It was exceptionally quiet here; I don't know whose footprints were left on the beach, only to be wiped clean by the waves at high tide.

How many passersby have been to this bay, coming and going, in a hurry; the traces they left are all like footprints on the beach, gone in the blink of an eye.

Only the morning sun will still rise from here two hundred years later.

He Lingchuan felt emotional, and someone behind him said: "Commander, found them, they are resting at the inn at the port!"

It was Hu Min.

He Lingchuan turned around and said to the guard behind him: "Go, let's go pick them up."

He was at Bai Sha Bay, the largest free port in the southern part of Xiji.

In the real world, he met up with Mother Zhu, Dong Rui, and others at Bai Sha Bay, then took a boat out to sea from here, experienced two months of wind and waves, and finally arrived at the distant Blade Edge Port.

And Bai Sha Bay in the Panlong world was not much different from one hundred and seventy years later; the sand was just as fine, large ships docked at the port, and humans were like worker bees, slowly exhausting their lives in busy labor.

This scene was familiar.

However, the inn He Lingchuan stayed at before boarding the ship was just a puddle now. The layout of Bai Sha Bay's port was also slightly different from one hundred and seventy years later.

Hu Min led him forward, and soon they arrived at the Yongfang Inn.

He Lingchuan looked at the shape of this inn several times before he could be sure that it still existed one hundred and seventy years later!

It's just that by then it had been expanded, with two more wing buildings, and was no longer called "Yongfang."

This feeling of space-time confusion in a single glance was truly quite subtle, often making him feel a bit dazed, not knowing what year it was today.

Before he even walked into the inn, several people had already come out; the leader was in his early forties, tall, with a handsome face, and a demeanor different from other farmers and merchants in Bai Sha Port.

He saw He Lingchuan's party, and his eyes lit up; he stepped forward and cupped his hands: "Dare I ask, is this the Great Wind Army?"

The Great Wind Army's armor was bright and had high recognizability.

"Mr. Lu Xun?"

"Exactly!"

He Lingchuan immediately returned the salute: "He Lingchuan, Commander of Jade Balance City, here on the instructions of Lord Zhong to welcome Mr. Lu!"

"A commander of Jade Balance City, actually so young? Truly a hero among youth." Lu Xun turned to the side to lead the way: "Would you like to have tea inside?"

This person is very enthusiastic; He Lingchuan asked him: "Did Mr. Lu rest well last night?"

"Ah, our ship arrived the day before yesterday, and yesterday we walked around the bay." Lu Xun sighed: "The sand in this bay is as fine and white as snow, and the scenery is much more beautiful than our Blade Edge Port."

He Lingchuan had also taken this ship, but the direction was exactly the opposite. Sailing at sea takes at least two months; the initial novelty quickly turns into boredom and monotony, so much so that as soon as the ship docks, passengers scramble to land.

The fatigue of that long journey requires a sound sleep to be slightly relieved.

He Lingchuan smiled: "If Mr. Lu has rested well, shall we set off? Commander Zhong is also almost at Jade Balance City."

Lu Xun naturally had no objections; he called his subordinates to pack their luggage and set off with the Jade Balance Army.

The sea breeze blew through the dense forest, and soon the salty and damp smell was filtered out.

From the safe Bai Sha Bay to the north, you will soon enter the Longchuan trade route. It takes quite a while to walk from the southernmost port to the northernmost Jade Balance City.

Lu Xun kept looking around, as if he were exceptionally curious about this brand-new territory.

He Lingchuan, on the other hand, was full of curiosity about this person.

Earlier, Zhong Shengquan had sent an order from Panlongcheng, asking him to prepare to receive the Bailie Lu clan arriving by ferry! When He Lingchuan saw this instruction, his eyes went round with shock.

Alo behind him saw his expression and was also very cautious: "What, is there new progress in the war on the wasteland?"

What could He Lingchuan say? Isn't this so-called "Bailie Lu clan" the ancestors of Lu Zhensheng and others? It turns out that as early as over a hundred years ago, the Bailie Lu clan and Panlongcheng had intersections? History books did not record it—

Of course, it couldn't be recorded.

Lu Xun was the patriarch of the Lu family at that time, and He Lingchuan's original body was the son of Lu Xiaoyun, a direct descendant. Therefore—

Calculated this way, the person in front of him should be the ancestor of He Lingchuan's original body! Over a hundred years later, people and events are intertwined.

He came across the ocean this time, supposedly for "friendly exchange."

But Zhong Shengquan set off for Jade Balance City, preparing to meet him in person.

This specification is a bit high; He Lingchuan always felt there was some other reason for it.

He tentatively asked: "Mr. Lu, was the sea journey smooth?"

"Not bad, it's just that we encountered a hurricane when passing White Dolphin Island, and the ship almost capsized." Lu Xun sighed: "Almost didn't make it over."

Sympathy for each other. He Lingchuan took a boat east to Blade Edge Port and also encountered a hurricane during the voyage.

A drink and a peck, is it not predestined?

He looked at Lu Xun, who had a belly full of questions, but for a moment didn't know where to start asking.

Instead, Lu Xun smiled at him: "Looking at Commander He, I always feel three parts familiar. Where are you from?"

The first time he saw He Lingchuan, he felt that this heroic young commander was very familiar, and a sense of intimacy arose spontaneously.

Even he himself didn't know what was going on.

As the master of Bailie, he had seen many people; how many could make him feel like an old friend at first sight? He Lingchuan was also a bit emotional.

He looked at Lu Xun and also felt a sense of favor; could this be considered resonance between bloodlines? But he could only reply "Weicheng."

Weicheng is in the Panlong Desert, naturally having nothing to do with Bailie people.

Lu Xun said "Oh," not disappointed.

It was just a casual question; it would be strange if the two sides could be related.

"Bailie and Bai Sha Bay have long had dealings, but in previous years, there were not necessarily two ships arriving at our Blade Edge Port from Bai Sha Bay in a year; now, there were two fleets in May alone." Lu Xun laughed: "The fluorescent spores and aphid sugar from your Panlongcheng are very popular in Bailie, and they are snatched up as soon as they land. But the Fangu Restaurant must light up spores as eternal lamps at night."

The fluorescent spores specially supplied by Mother Zhu's lair are bright and stable light sources, much more practical and affordable than night-luminescent pearls, and will not be blown out by strong winds.

This thing is everywhere in Panlongcheng and Jade Balance City, and children can each hold one to play with, but in the distant foreign land, its value has soared more than tenfold.

Profit, this is the motivation for traveling merchants to risk their lives to sail across the ocean.

"Opening the trade route from Panlongcheng to Bai Sha Bay, local specialties from outside are also pouring in, and the city residents have never been so happy." He Lingchuan tentatively asked: "Mr. Lu, as the patriarch, traveling across the ocean in person, don't you feel it's risky?"

"I have heard of the names of Panlongcheng and Commander Zhong for a long time, and I have always been paying attention." Lu Xun stroked his chin and beard: "Seeing is believing, I think it is necessary to come and see for myself."

See? What does he want to see?

"You've been away for several months like this, what about Bailie's affairs?"

"Handed over to my two younger brothers to manage." Lu Xun said: "We Bailie people are very united, unlike other countries, with strict hierarchy and clear levels."

He Lingchuan was thoughtful. The eight words "strict hierarchy and clear levels" also apply to Panlongcheng.

Panlongcheng is too strict, while Bailie is too loose, a sharp contrast.

"Ancient Immortal Sects were also such loose organizations until the human nation appeared." Lu Xun looked at the scenery in the distance: "The human nation was originally established to resist the demon race, but after the demon race declined, the human nation still ruled the people with strict laws and harsh punishments, which is lamentable."

He Lingchuan smiled.

Bailie is surrounded by human nations, which threaten its survival to some extent. Although there has been no war in the past few hundred years, they have scraped away much of Bailie's territory; it would be strange if Lu Xun had any good feelings toward them.

But in He Lingchuan's view, under the premise that individual power is significantly weakened, the human nation's organizational method is obviously more efficient and easier for large-scale collaboration, and naturally it will be preserved.

But the guest has come from afar, and there is nothing to argue about this point.

Lu Xun looks gentle and elegant, and also a bit nostalgic, more like a sorcerer or a scholar than a lord.

After the trip to the Yuan Nation, He Lingchuan's understanding of national conditions and world affairs deepened by another layer, and he immediately felt that such a person becoming patriarch might reflect that the Bailie environment at this time was relatively relaxed and did not face great pressure.

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