Chapter 234 Baiyun Fanxin (please subscribe for monthly tickets)
After the rainy season, the wind is beautiful and the sun is shining warmly.
The grass seedlings in the mountains are growing slightly, and along with the breeze, a continuous wave of grass is rolled out.
A spirit boat fell from the sky, and two figures in Taoist robes stepped out of the spirit boat.
Ye Jingcheng looked at the large wheat fields, as if they were swaying with the waves of grain in the breeze.
At the end of Helang is a small town nestled in the mouth of a mountain.
The town is not big, but the two mountains are quite high, providing enough shade.
The palace at the entrance of the village still looks golden and luxurious, and the road is much wider. It is the Immortal Palace, but unfortunately immortals never live there.
Ye Jingcheng's eyes suddenly became dazed.
For a time, there were many more pictures in my eyes.
Finally, it landed on the three characters of Baiyun Town at the entrance of the archway.
He shook his head, then smiled slightly.
He came to ascend to immortality today, how could he be in a trance?
"Jingcheng, is this the town you walked out of?" Ye Jingyu said next to him.
“Yes, Seventh Sister, that is Liangfu Mountain in Baiyun Town, connected with the clouds. When I was a child, everyone in the town thought that the immortals were all on Liangfu Mountain, and only the old mayor would be happy. Point to the Immortal Palace and tell us that the Immortal is in the Immortal Palace!" Ye Jingcheng nodded and then spoke again.
"Many years ago, I didn't understand what the old mayor meant, because the Immortal Hall was more deserted than any other house in the town. I stayed there for a while, but it wasn't until the day of the Ascension Conference that I realized that we were... ...Immortal!" After Ye Jingcheng finished speaking, he walked directly towards the town along a wide path.
Cross the archway and pass by the palace.
In a trance, he seemed to see himself standing in front of the Immortal Palace, looking forward to the Immortal coming on a crane under the moon.
Then he shook his head again.
Ye Jingcheng thought that he had already calmed down.
But now that I am actually standing in front of Baiyun Town again, that mundane memory seems like just yesterday.
Ye Jingcheng walked into the palace and landed in front of the green bell in the center of the palace.
This bell is called the Fairy Bell.
But it is not a magic weapon, and it is impossible for ordinary people to hang it.
But the bell is extremely loud. If it is struck with a spell, the bell can be heard for hundreds of miles.
It is also the guardian beast of Baiyun Town, and will ring every time a monster appears.
It is not only a warning to the clan members, but also a letter to the Ye family monks.
"Jingyu, wait for me!" Ye Jingcheng hesitated for a while, but still didn't ring immediately.
He walked out of the Immortal Hall and walked into the lively street, passing through the smoke from the bun shop and passing through a group of children clamoring for candied haws.
The streets are still so familiar, but the change of things and people is still there.
On both sides of the street, there are restaurants with big red letters hanging on them, and the smell of wine and laughter can also be heard.
He came to a compound.
There is a big leaf character at the door of the courtyard. This is the courtyard of the old mayor.
His body began to become transparent, accompanied by a spiritual light. No one could see him at this moment.
Now that twenty years have passed, he is not sure whether the old mayor is still there.
In the years since he went to the mountain, due to family regulations, he could only visit once every ten years. Although he is now almost forty-four, he has only come back to visit once.
He was still in his early twenties, and at that time he was just a young monk at the fourth level of Qi training. Now, more than twenty years have passed in a flash.
The courtyard is extremely prosperous and has been expanded a lot compared to what he remembered.
In the yard, the old locust tree is now even bigger. An old man is lying on a wicker chair under the tree.
The old mayor is even more sluggish. His eyes cannot be fully opened, and the wrinkles on his face are like the old locust tree next to him.
One of his shoes fell off, revealing a bony foot, but it seemed particularly difficult for him to move for a while because of his late age.
Ye Jingcheng's body gradually appeared, and he picked up the shoes on the ground.
Put it on gently for the old man. "Grandpa Mayor, it's cool under the locust tree. It's better to enjoy the cool inside the house!" Ye Jingcheng whispered.
The latter raised his eyelids in surprise:
"Is it Liu'er?"
His voice was very low, as if he was not using his strength, and his cloudy eyes seemed to be reminiscing.
But he still said Ye Jingcheng’s childhood nickname.
He used to be called Ye Liu. In the territory of the Ye family, as long as he is a member of the Ye family and does not have spiritual roots, he can only have a two-character name.
Only when spiritual roots are first revealed can one be given the gift of writing.
"The Immortal... has arrived, but I'm missing... to greet you from afar!" The old mayor thought for a long time, and then seemed to think of something else, and started to get up from the wicker chair.
In his opinion, there are no wanderers now, only high-ranking immortals.
"Grandpa Mayor, you are not an immortal, you are just a mortal!" Ye Jingcheng shook his head and straightened the old mayor up.
"Grandpa Mayor, please forgive Liu'er for coming to see you today." Ye Jingcheng took out the Spring Festival tea and poured a cup for the old mayor.
“No way!” The old mayor thought he was going to waste the spiritual tea.
"It's not spiritual tea, it's ordinary tea. It's just grown by me. It's just like what you said back then. Picking it in the morning with the rain and dew is not an immortal, but it's better than an immortal!" Ye Jingcheng said with a smile.
The old man was finally willing to drink it.
This tea is naturally Yingchun tea. Yingchun tea does not harm the body and contains little spiritual energy, but it is still considered a spiritual tea and is better for the old mayor's health.
I don’t say it can prolong your life, but when you are awake, it does last a little longer.
“This tea is good, this tea is good!” the old mayor kept praising.
Ye Jingcheng also felt joyful in his heart, which was different from usual.
The family has always emphasized that there is a separation between the immortal and the mortal.
Don’t delay your Taoist heart, Ye Jingcheng thought so before.
After all, a mortal life lasts only a hundred years, and even if his cultivation does not progress, he still has two hundred years left.
Ling Yunfeng is at least a thousand miles away from the family's ordinary county and town.
So in the past twenty years, he has intentionally or unintentionally given up the idea of coming back to see it.
But now in his opinion, that kind of escape might be wrong.
Cultivation of immortality and cultivation of immortality is also about cultivating the mind.
Everyone’s Taoist heart is different.
Just like this, even sitting aside, he felt content.
Instead, he keeps evading. Maybe when he breaks through, there will be big problems.
Ye Jingcheng was drinking tea with the old mayor. At this moment, he felt that his mood was a little different.
"Grandpa Mayor, I am here to pick up the fairy seedlings today. Why don't you let your family check them first? If there are good fairy seedlings, I can take a look in advance!" Ye Jingcheng said. .
He had already discovered several middle-aged people waiting outside the inner courtyard.
They were carrying tea and rice, and apparently found Ye Jingcheng in the yard.
Except they didn't bother.
"My uncles can also come with their children. They will be in the courtyard today!" Ye Jingcheng said.
The middle-aged people were so happy that they even forgot to bring tea and rice, so they went to summon their children.
Ye Jingcheng asked them to check here because he wanted to give them a back door.
In order to ensure the fairness of the immortal seedlings, the Ye family will close the Immortal Palace at that time, and children will be allowed to enter one by one. Adults are not allowed to accompany them. Even if they are confirmed to have spiritual roots, they will be taken directly to the clan mountain. , there was no word of farewell.
Although this is cruel, it is the first lesson for these fairy seedlings.
There is a difference between immortals and mortals!
(End of this chapter)