Intercept the second disciple

Chapter 22 Planting Trees
A light line of words in the history of Qing Dynasty is as heavy as a thousand weights!

This gift is very important!
Writing it into the history books is equivalent to writing Xu Siyuan into the inheritance and into people's hearts.

From then on, Xu Siyuan was able to share some of the luck merits from the human race.

Although it is not much, it is not a small sum that accumulates over time.

"This gift is too heavy, I can't bear it." Xu Siyuan declined.

"It's not important," Ji Wan said, "You should know that there are some people and certain things that should be remembered."

Ji Wan said seriously: "This is one of the few things that our human race can take out now. If the Taoist priest refuses again, he will look down on our human race."

Xu Siyuan couldn't say anything more, so Xu Siyuan handed Ji Wan a few bottles of elixir: "I refined this during this period of time. I think some human races are already preparing to move."

Ji Wan took the elixir: "Leave in two days, and eight leaders will lead half of the tribe to set off in eight directions."

"Remember to let me know, and I'll see you off," Xu Siyuan said.

Soon it was the day when the eight chiefs set off, and the eight chiefs bid farewell to Ji Wan and Xu Siyuan in turn.

There is no parting, only cherishing each other.

They go far away with hope. They are the first batch, but they will definitely not be the last batch.

The pace of human exploration has never stopped!

Each leader holds a volume of history in his hand.

This is inheritance!

Every clansman who left brought a handful of loess.

This is my hometown!

The human race came from the soil, so they have an inseparable plot with the land.

One history book, one ancestor!
A handful of homeland, a piece of nostalgia!

It's just a pity that there is no wine!

Looking at the clansmen going away, Ji Wan said softly: "I don't know how many clansmen will survive in the future."

It seems to be talking to himself, and it seems to be asking Xu Siyuan.

Xu Siyuan said: "But after all, the seeds of hope are scattered."

"Hope, yes!"

Ji Wandao: "Believe it or not, Taoist priest, this single spark of our human race will eventually ignite the entire prehistoric world!"

Of course Xu Siyuan believed it!

This day is actually not too far away!
"By the way, patriarch, I'm leaving too!" Xu Siyuan said.

Ji Wan was not surprised at all: "Leave now?"

Xu Siyuan shook his head and said, "I'm not in such a hurry, I'll walk around again, and then go to the tomb of Pan Yi Pan Er to have a look before leaving."

Ji Wan knew that a cultivator like Xu Siyuan couldn't stay in the human race for a long time, so Ji Wan didn't want to keep him but said, "You are welcome to come to our human race anytime."

Xu Siyuan nodded in agreement.

Xu Siyuan was wandering around the human race, when the wolf demon saw Xu Siyuan running over.

"Daxian, thank you little one."

Xu Siyuan smiled and said, "Thank you for not killing you?"

"This is to thank the Great Immortal," the wolf demon shook his head and said, "But the most thankful thing is that the Great Immortal let me stay. I used to be worried all day under my king's subordinates. It’s a bit lighter, but I’m full, and there’s nothing to worry about, just wag your tail, look at the door and there’s something to eat, you’re living a comfortable life!”

The wolf demon stretched out its front paws to show Xu Siyuan: "Great Immortal, have I gained weight?"

Xu Siyuan looked at it, and found that it was a little fatter.

Xu Siyuan said slowly: "However, for betrayal, once is enough, understand?"

Xu Siyuan's tone was calm, but the wolf demon was frightened into a cold sweat. The wolf demon swore: "I will be loyal to my master in the future, and I will never fear death in the face of the enemy!"

At this time, the wolf demon came to Xu Siyuan, bent down and said to Xu Siyuan, "Would you like to sit up and let me give you a ride?"

The wolf monster was more than one foot long, and Xu Siyuan was quite comfortable sitting on it. Xu Siyuan ordered: "Go to the cemetery."

Xu Siyuan came to the tomb of Pan Yi Pan Er, where Cangjie was writing the epitaph for Pan Yi Pan Er. There were only a few simple words on the tombstone: Pan Yi Pan Er's Tomb.

"I have seen the elders."

Cangjie looked back and saw that it was Xu Siyuan who asked, "How about this epitaph?"

The words are good, but the epitaph is not too simple.

Seemingly guessing what Xu Siyuan was thinking, Cangjie said, "He's dead, so what else is there to care about? If it's not for the need to provide a basis for future generations to commemorate, it doesn't matter whether the epitaph is written or not."

Even though he said that, Cangjie still wrote it!
Some people are always worth remembering.

After writing the epitaph, Cangjie handed the pen to Xu Siyuan.

"Take it and give it to you."

Xu Siyuan didn't pick it up, it was the pen that Cangjie used when he created the characters, he absorbed the merit of creating characters, this pen is already a treasure of acquired merit.

Cang Jie laughed and said, "It's not for nothing, you even gave me a name."

Xu Siyuan also smiled: "Choosing a name is a trivial matter, and the elder is not like a liar, just tell me if you have anything to do, I will definitely help if I can."

"You are really close to my human race," Cang Jie said with a smile, "I have almost forgotten everything except that I am a human race, but in the past few days people have told me a lot, and many people have said Since I can create characters, why not create a profound exercise."

Cangjie smiled wryly and said, "Nuwa Empress taught me the basic cultivation methods of the human race, but the advanced cultivation methods need to be explored by the human race."

"The human race comes forth in large numbers, and one day someone will deduce the perfect exercise that is most suitable for the human race." Xu Siyuan said.

"I also believe that there will be such a day, but I don't want you to teach the cultivation method of the human race. One day in the future, if you feel that you have achieved something in cultivation, can you give a lecture to the human race."

Cangjie's vision was very accurate, he could see that Xu Siyuan's cultivation skills were extremely high-quality, and also guessed that Xu Siyuan's master must be very special.

Use his Cangjie pen to exchange a chance for the human race, and his Cangjie will not lose money!
Xu Siyuan thought for a moment and took the pen and said, "It's fair to exchange a pen for a sermon. I agree to this deal."

Cangjie turned around to leave, but seeing Xu Siyuan still standing there Cangjie asked, "Are you going to pay homage for a while longer?"

"No, I just plan to plant two trees here." Xu Siyuan replied.

Cangjie became a little interested: "What kind of tree do you plan to plant?"

"How about planting two green pines?"

Cang Jie laughed loudly: "Vulgar, too vulgar."

Xu Siyuan asked: "What do the elders think is good?"

"If it were me, I would also plant two green pines."

Cangjie said: "It doesn't matter whether it's vulgar or not, as long as it lasts forever, it's always good!"

Xu Siyuan patted the wolf demon next to him, "You are more familiar with me here, go and find me two good pine tree seedlings."

The wolf demon hurriedly went to find the saplings.

At this time, Xu Siyuan was the only one left in the cemetery, and it was very quiet in the cemetery without a single sound.

Xu Siyuan said to himself: "I planned to come to see you, but I was wrong. Since I chose to hide, how could you show up again?"

"Great Immortal, the saplings are here." The wolf demon brought two pine saplings to Xu Siyuan.

The root systems of both saplings are well protected.

Xu Siyuan planted two pine trees: "In the future, if you have nothing to do, come and see these two trees, don't let them die."

"Don't worry, Daxian, I will come here to pee in the future!" The wolf demon promised.

Xu Siyuan smiled, and Xu Siyuan looked back at Pan Wu's position. Trees have annual rings, so they can remember the passage of time.

Then Xu Siyuan turned around and walked out of the cemetery.

Time to leave.

(End of this chapter)