With spiritual roots, I stand at the top of the world of immortality

Chapter 228

More than 5000 years ago, there was a city here called Qiuhuiyan.

The city is not big, but the people in the city live and work in peace and contentment, and live happily.

The city lord of Qiu Huiyan is a kind person. There was a natural disaster one year, and many victims came. The city lord saved many people, including his wife.

The two tied the knot, their relationship got better and better, and naturally they had their first child.

But since she became pregnant, the wife of the city lord always had nightmares all night long. She couldn't sleep well and was restless.

I went to find the doctor, but the doctor couldn't tell the reason, the old housekeeper in the city lord's mansion asked if it might be contaminated with something unclean, and should I ask someone from the fairy gate to take a look.

At that time, the most famous Xianzong was Shangyangzong.

The city lord was worried that his wife was terribly worried, and went out of the city overnight to Shangyangzong. Not long after, the city lord brought back a banyan tree seedling and planted it not far from the south gate of the city.

Later, a half-moon lake was dug south of the south of the city.

Since then, the mayor's wife has never had a nightmare again.

In the spring of the following year, on a sunny day when the banyan tree had grown a round, the wife of the city lord gave birth to a boy named Mo Li.

The mayor was very happy.

The whole Qiu Huiyan was full of joy.

Mo Li is a smart child, no matter what he studies, he can understand everything, and the city lord is even more happy.

Thus, Mo Li became the young city lord.

The Young City Master is different from other children, such lively scenes of playing and fighting never appear on him, he is a quiet child.

My favorite thing is to go under the banyan tree in the south of the city, or to sit quietly by the lake in front of me, and I will stay there for a long time.

The old housekeeper in the city lord's mansion often followed behind the young city lord, shaking his head and sighing: "Little baby, why do you always look full of things on your mind?"

Mo Li could hear his sigh, but at first he didn't care, but one day, when the old housekeeper was sighing again, he suddenly said: "Cheng Bo, don't sigh, I just like this place, I don't have any worries."

Because the lake in front of him and the banyan tree at the gate of the city will always make him feel at ease.

When the young city owner was six years old, he picked up an abandoned baby under the banyan tree, a wrinkled girl who had just been born.

I don't know which family member was so cruel and discarded it.

The young city lord took the abandoned baby back and said that he would raise it in the city lord's mansion. The city lord and the city lord's wife didn't object, and they agreed.

I don't know how this matter got out, everyone said that the young city lord inherited the kindness of the city lord.

The young city lord didn't take these compliments to heart at all. He took care of the younger sister he picked up wholeheartedly, and even named her himself.

Green Bodhisattva.

The old housekeeper didn't understand: "It's obviously under the banyan tree, why is it called Qingpu?"

Instead of calling it Qingrong?
The young city lord gave him a strange look: "That's a bodhi tree."

The old housekeeper was stunned for a moment, and then recalled the appearance of the tree at the south gate of the city, it was a banyan tree.

However, he was not good at arguing with the young city master.

As a child, you can say what you like, and when you grow up, you will naturally understand and understand.

There was one more child in the City Lord's Mansion, which made it much more lively.

Among them, the biggest change is the Young City Lord, with the addition of a younger sister, the smile on the old-fashioned little face in the past has increased a lot, and the old housekeeper is very relieved to see it.

The Young City Lord hadn't shown such a smile for a long time.

Qingpu grows up day by day, the little girl Yuxue is cute and a bit mischievous, every time she makes a mistake, seeing the young city lord's gloomy face, she yells "brother", the soft and waxy voice makes people forget what she broke through disaster.

Those days are really nostalgic.

As the young city lord got older, he began to take on part of the responsibilities of the city lord, and spent less and less time with Qing Bo.

The little girl didn't know when she started, but she also had the same habit as the young city master, and liked to go to the banyan tree in the south of the city and the lake in front of her.

"Cheng Bo, does this lake have a name?"

It was a full moon night, the little girl insisted on going out, and the young city lord went out to do some errands, but the old housekeeper couldn't persuade her, so she had to go out with her.

Qingbo held a lamp, stood by the lake, looked at the reflection in the water, and asked the old housekeeper.

"No."

Only then did the old butler remember that the city lord dug a lake here, but he didn't lose his name.

It's just a little strange, many years have passed, he has accompanied Miss Qingpu, the young city lord, for countless times, only to realize that this lake has no name.

"Then why not call him Xi Shenyue."

Qingbo looked at the moon in the lake, which was rippling and wrinkled under the evening wind, and spoke very lightly.

The old butler didn't know why it was called this name, but he just looked at the darkness of the night and couldn't help reminding: "Miss Qingpu, we should go back, it's not safe in the dark."

While speaking, the flame in the lantern flickered, flickering.

The surrounding area was quiet, and the old butler had nothing to be afraid of. After all, he had cultivation and was able to deal with general situations. He was just afraid that the little girl in front of him would be frightened, and his heart would feel distressed again when the young city lord came back.

Although that child rarely showed his emotions, the old housekeeper watched him grow up, how could he not know his thoughts.

"Cheng Bo, do you think my brother would like the name Xi Shenyue?"

Qingpu didn't go back immediately, he still stood by the lake with a lamp, this time he looked up at the moon in the night sky.

"As long as it is taken by the young lady, the young city owner will like it."

The old butler thought, whether the young city lord will like it or not, you don't know in your heart.

Since childhood, the young city lord has been obedient to the younger sister he picked up, without saying a word of seriousness.

"yes."

Qingpu turned around and walked back, slowly lowered his eyes, and said lightly: "The moon is setting, brother won't like it."

The old butler: "."

A few days later, the young city lord came back, and Qingpu went to welcome his brother back as usual, but he didn't mention anything about Xi Shenyue, as if he had completely forgotten about it.

The old housekeeper was surprised, even a gray-haired old man could remember it, so there must be a little girl whose memory is not as good as his.

It's just that if Qingbo doesn't mention it, he won't talk too much.

Time is like running water, rushing without looking back.

When Qingpu was 15 years old, she entered Shangyang Sect and became a disciple of Xianmen.

It was originally a happy event. After all, Qingpu was very talented. The elders of Shangyangzong said that she would have great fortune in the future, and the city lord was very happy.

Qiu Huiyan will have contact with Xianmen in the future, and maybe he can get many benefits.

Everyone was happy, only the Young City Master had a cold face.

He is angry.

The old butler knew why the young city master was angry, because Miss Qingpu didn't tell him about it, if it wasn't for the elders of Shangyangzong who took him away today, he would never have known about it.

"Cheng Bo, why has she been hiding such an important matter from me?"

That was the first time the old butler saw the young city lord losing control of his emotions, and he sighed in his heart.

The young city lord showed a sarcastic look on his face: "Do you think I won't let her go to Shangyangzong? Is that how she misses me in her heart?"

(End of this chapter)