Cultivation starts from crossing three years

Then you suddenly told me, it turns out that our little Yue family once produced the kind of Dongzhen-level existence that only exists in legends? !

If it wasn't Zhang Qingyuan who appeared in front of him,

If it weren't for the strength shown by the other party just now, which is enough to raise their entire Yue family,

The great elder of the Yue family couldn't possibly yell and kick this nonsense guy as far as he could!

"If you don't believe me, you can check the genealogy. My master's common name is Yue Qizong. This is what he told me before he left. You can check it. About 800 years ago, there was a person named Yue Qizong who left home. Did not return, lost track."

Zhang Qingyuan calmly suggested to the great elder of the Yue family.

Doubt is normal.

Thinking about it in another way, if this happened to me, I would feel extremely unbelievable, and immediately wondered if the person who said this was a liar.

What's more, the fact that the master has been living in Yuzhou for hundreds of years and cannot return, and he cannot explain it to the other party in detail.

"After all, this matter is related to the ancestors, and I have offended you!"

The elder of the Yue family first apologized to Zhang Qingyuan, and then hurriedly left to search for the clan's classics.

The senior members of the Yue family searched frantically for three days and three nights.

Finally found Yue Qizong's name in a note.

800 years ago,

There was indeed such a person in the Yue family.

and,

This person is also directly related to the 800-year-old pagoda tree of the town clan that is now regarded as a family geomantic tree by the entire Yue family and is often worshipped.

Chapter No.16 The Old Tree Blooms

After the efforts of everyone in the Yue family, an ancient note was finally found in the family's classics treasury, which recorded a past event that happened.

This is a tragedy.

More than eight hundred years ago, there was a pair of childhood sweethearts in the Yue family.

one day,

The two children planted a small locust tree seedling together in front of the yard.

The little boy said to the little girl that when the locust tree grows and blooms, he will marry her in.

The parents of the two families laughed out loud when they heard it, and followed the conversation to make a friendship between Qin and Jin.

More than ten years later, one month before getting married,

The boy went out and went into the mountains to find the material of Dingyan Pill as a gift for his fiancée's wedding.

The girl was full of anticipation, waiting at home for the boy's return, eager to see through.

But once the boy left, he has never been seen since.

The boy never came back.

People say the boy is dead, in the Wicked Mountains.

Girls don't believe it,

Every day is still full of anticipation, but the frequency of going to the front yard to water trees has become more frequent.

No response for a year, no response for two years...ten years...

The parents of the two families are also old, and they gradually gave up, letting the girl marry a good family.

The girl still shook her head in silence.

Just silently taking care of the locust tree in the front yard.

As spring goes and autumn comes, the locust tree in the front yard has shed its leaves for many times, and it has sprouted new shoots for many times.

The little locust tree grows into a big locust tree,

The slim young girl has also become a slender old woman.

After all, the girl died of old age and was buried under the locust tree before the day when the locust tree bloomed.

Things change, the sea changes,

Weeds grew and withered, houses collapsed and then rebuilt, and the front yard gradually turned into a back hill.

Only the old locust tree grew quietly and gradually turned into a towering tree, like a huge canopy. Even if you are ten miles away, you can see the green crown of the tree.

It's just that the years have passed,

From spring to autumn, year after year, the old locust tree has never bloomed once, but there is no sign of withering, and it is extremely lush year after year.

The magic of the locust tree was gradually discovered by members of the Yue family.

Therefore, the relics left by the ancestors gradually became the family Fengshui tree worshiped by the Yue family, and it was worshiped by the family every year, gradually becoming a symbol of the Yue family.

until today.

"Ugh……"

Dozens of people hugged the thick old locust tree, and the deep ravines and folds on the dark bark were the traces left by it after experiencing countless winds and rains.

Standing in front of the big tree, Zhang Qingyuan sighed silently.

The surrounding air was blown by the breeze, the leaves made a rustling sound, and the sunlight shone through the gaps in the leaves, and the colorful light and shadow on the ground continued to flow.

Zhang Qingyuan stood silently under the tree,

An indescribable melancholy rose up in my heart.

The boy in the story is named Yue Qizong, also the common name of Taoist Mingshui.

this story,

It was an ancestor of the Yue family who felt this story and recorded it in a handbook.

Thousands of years have passed,

The Yue family has gone through ups and downs, and that letter was eventually buried in many classics, and it was not found by the elders of the Yue family until today.

the time is right,

The name matches,

Then there is nothing to say.

In fact, even without this ancient manuscript as evidence, most members of the Yue family would not have much doubt about this matter.

Because relying on Zhang Qingyuan's formidable strength, it is enough to easily destroy their entire Yue family,

In front of such a big man,

What is there for their little Yue family to plot against?

No!

There is no benefit worth coveting.

The only possibility is that this is the truth.

With letters as evidence to confirm, knowing that there is a legendary Dongzhen Immortal in their ancestors, the entire Yue family is both sad and excited, and finally disappointed and vaguely looking forward to it.

It can be said that there are mixed flavors.

The sadness is because of the sudden disaster today, which almost destroyed the entire Yuejia Town, causing heavy casualties, and almost every family is wearing mourning.

The reason for the excitement is that a Dongzhen Immortal once appeared in his ancestors, which is obviously something to be extremely proud of.

It's just that at the same time, such a big man who can suppress the entire Izumo country and dozens of surrounding countries, who stands tall and stands on the top of the clouds, has already passed away when they knew it, and what was brought back was just a dead bone.

This is uncomfortable,

Originally, he could make a fortune, but he didn't expect that it was just a joy in the end.

but,

That ancestor also had such a formidable disciple, and specially asked him to send the bones back, so that at least he could get in touch with the young big man in front of him.

Even if it can't be used as a reliance, a little guidance to the children of the family is already a very big gain.

This is also the faint expectation of everyone in the Yue family.

Zhang Qingyuan didn't care much about the complicated thoughts of everyone in the Yue family.

Leaving aside other things, even my master Mingshui Taoist is 800 years away from everyone in the Yue family, and the blood relationship has long been so weak that I don't know where.

Master Mingshui Taoists don't care, why do I care?

In contrast,

What Zhang Qingyuan cared more about was his master Mingshui Taoist.

He personally dug a soil pit under the old locust tree, buried the bones of Taoist Mingshui in it, and erected a small grave. Afterwards, the wood business environment dispersed and the vegetation grew spring, covering it with fresh soil. down.

Zhang Qingyuan bent down and pulled out the above grass one by one.

Until half an hour later,

just stood up,

long silence,

took a long sigh.

"Master, I have brought you back to the Jiuzhou Continent according to your wishes, and brought you back to the Yue family's old pagoda tree for burial. You can go there with peace of mind."

He stared blankly at the grave.

I didn't know what to say for a while.

Simple, unadorned, and not publicized, all these are the orders of Taoist Mingshui before his death.

Zhang Qingyuan did so.

Sometimes Zhang Qingyuan would think that if Master did this, maybe he just wanted to stay quietly with his wife from hundreds of years ago.

You can't be the same quilt in life, and you can't be the same acupoint in death, a couple for life.

Recalling the story of the old locust tree, and remembering that Master always wanted to return to his hometown, Zhang Qingyuan felt a faint sadness for some reason.

Suddenly,

the breeze blows,

In midair, snow-white locust tree flowers rustled down.

Zhang Qingyuan looked up,

suddenly found,

This 800-year-old pagoda tree has been luxuriant with green leaves. Among the dense branches and leaves, white pagoda trees are blooming wantonly, and clusters are covered with hundreds of feet of pagoda tree branches!

Like a night of spring breeze,

old locust tree,

Flowering!

Hundreds of flowers fell all around and landed on Zhang Qingyuan's body, covering the ground and the newly erected tomb.

Zhang Qingyuan stood silently under the old locust tree,

no sound

For a long time.

Chapter No.17

"Ugh……"

The white locust tree flowers rustled and fell.

Zhang Qingyuan stood quietly on the spot, not knowing how long it had been.

In the end, all the thoughts turned into a long sigh.