I Am Immortal

Chapter 674: That plum tree, the thousand years of history

Looking at the familiar daughter whose temperament had changed, Yun Zhiyi and Zhinu felt a little uncomfortable. Their emotions were extremely complicated, so they had to comfort themselves. At least the worst situation did not happen, but they were already doing well now. Yunqin has been living with his parents for a while, and during these few days, he behaves as usual.

Except for the fact that he looked a bit like Qi Wuzhuo and had white hair like frost and snow, he looked as if he had returned to his former self. But that day, Yunqin looked under the clouds, the clouds rolled up, and listened to his parents talking about the Lingxiao Palace. The negotiations have been going on till now, but they have not been settled yet.

 It involves the six realms. Naturally, such a big matter cannot be decided easily.

 The impact on all parties needs to be considered.

If the influence of heat death and cold death had not been removed and continued to affect the environment of the six realms, it would have been common for this practice to last for decades, or even hundreds of years, before a decision was made. matter.

Just when Yun Zhiyi and Zhinu were talking about these things, Yunqin suddenly mentioned that he wanted to go to the world for a walk. Yun Zhiyi and Zhinu couldn't help but paused in their conversation, and looked at her worriedly. Yunqin whispered He said: "Staying in heaven is just boring in Zhenwu Mansion or Beidi Palace."

 “It’s better to go to the world and relax…”

Yunqin’s reasons are hard to fault.

Yun Zhiyi and Zhinu were actually worried that she would be bored living in the heaven. If she went out to relax, even though it was impossible to get rid of the huge pain in her heart alone, they could at least feel a little better. Zhinu and Yun Zhiyi looked at each other. After one glance, Zhinu nodded and said:

“…Want to go out for a walk?”

“Of course there’s nothing wrong with that. It just so happens that my mother hasn’t been to the human world for a while, and I miss it a little now. I’ll let you go with me this time.”

Yunqin said softly: "I want to see it myself."

Yun Zhiyi and Weaver Girl both fell silent.

The white-haired woman stood up with a smile on her face and said:

“Dad, Mom, you don’t have to worry about me.”

 “I won’t do anything stupid, I won’t.”

So Yun Qin left the Zhenwu Mansion under the somewhat worried eyes of Yun Zhiyi and Zhi Nu. They were not worried about their daughter's safety. Although she fell into a love crisis and her cultivation level regressed, her killing power had not weakened. , one of the tribulation swords of Lord Dao of the Shangqing Dynasty, and the lower realm is the territory of the Houtu Emperor, so it is very safe.

Yun Zhiyi watched his daughter go away with a sad expression. He played with the wine cup. For some reason, he felt a bit depressed and old. But it turned out that aging is not accompanied by the passage of time. As he gets older, the immortal Growing old is due to constant loss.

When you are young, everything is new, you are vigorous and diligent, and you seem to have the whole world in your eyes. When you get old, everything you have in the past slowly leaves you, so you feel sad and separated, gradually melancholy, and finally stand alone and empty in this world. In the meantime, I can't help but feel desolate and old.

The world is huge and the six realms are vast. Yunqin moves through the clouds and mists. She doesn't actually want to relax, but because staying in Heaven and Zhenwu Mansion will only make her parents more and more worried about her. It's better to leave. It also makes parents feel a little more relaxed.

It’s just that when she was young, she longed to secretly leave the heaven and play in the mortal world.

Everything in the world is new and interesting to her, and she longs for it extremely. In her dreams, she quietly skips class, and then sneaks into the world to go sightseeing and play everywhere. At that time, my cultivation level was still low, my realm was not high enough, and I had no protective equipment. I was strictly guarded by my parents and could not leave.

But today, her cultivation is getting longer and she has mastered the Tribulation Sword. The world is so vast, but she can play with it as she pleases, but she feels a little bored. She doesn't know where to go, and she doesn't know where to go is meaningful, so she simply takes advantage of it. Let the wind blow the clouds and carry you forward.

After crossing thousands of mountains and rivers, passing through the mountains, I suddenly saw a place with tall and beautiful peaks, shining clouds, and a small town at the foot of the mountain. I lived by this mountain, as if the ten-day sky was too fierce. , even with the cover of heaven and the resistance of the human destiny formation, the temperature of this world still rises.

At this time, the climate was getting warmer, but it suddenly reached a high temperature that could not be compared to midsummer. It didn't rain much. People were praying for rain. The white-haired woman saw the faces of the people in the town. He felt thirsty, so he held down the cloud head and used his magical power.

This is not the orthodox way of spreading clouds and rain. There is no need to send a letter to the Ministry of Lei first, and there is no need to go to the Ministry of Water.

Just relying on this magical power, the rain fell quickly, and cheers came from the town. Only then did Yun Qin notice that this place was where Qi Wuhuo lived when he was young. The mountain not far away was Fangcun Mountain. As my thoughts moved slightly, the clouds spread out under my feet and fell into the town.

Covering her figure, she walked slowly in this human town step by step. This town has been different from a thousand years ago. It has become much more prosperous and takes up enough space. Unless for some reasons, this place is not suitable for expansion. To become a city, I am afraid that the Mohist disciples had long ago carved out the mountain walls and built a mountain city that relied on the mountain.

 Now it is just a big, lively and prosperous town.

The white-haired woman thought about the past, and wondered whether the young man had walked on this road thousands of years ago. Her eyes slightly lowered, as if he was still around, her steps slowed down, and she had walked there unknowingly. In front of a courtyard in the town.

This courtyard is obscured by some magical power, which is difficult for ordinary people to detect.

The surrounding houses and buildings were all built over the years, very much in the recently popular Mohist style. But this courtyard is simple, as if the years turned into amber thousands of years ago, so this courtyard and the years it has experienced have been preserved. It has spread to the present, forming a sharp contrast with the surrounding buildings.

Yunqin reached out and gently pushed the house open, and saw that the courtyard was clean and simple.

 A stone table with a plum tree next to it, but because of the hot weather, the plum tree was not in full bloom.

She walked to the foot of the tree, looked at the courtyard in a daze, and stretched out her hand.

The white fingers gently touched the plum blossom tree. When the wind blew, the branches of the plum blossom tree swayed slightly, and suddenly blossoms bloomed, and soon they bloomed here, just like in the past.

And in this town, there was a sudden heavy rain, which seemed to be mysterious. Instead of steaming people like a steamer, it actually caused the temperature to drop sharply and suddenly became cooler. People cheered loudly, and a girl thought of something. The thing is, the plum blossom tree that has been passed down from ancestors to be protected from generation to generation needs to be taken care of.

So she turned into an umbrella and ran quickly under the rain. Fortunately, she had walked this road many times, and she was very skilled. Her steps were nimble and brisk. She could easily avoid every leap on this road. There are small and hidden puddles, and you can take shelter from the rain on the road covered by the eaves.

 Finally, he walked to the courtyard covered by the formation. He looked at the clean clothes on his body and felt quite proud. He hummed lightly.

 Then he untied the formation, pushed open the door, and muttered slightly worriedly:

"Ancestors bless, ancestors bless, please don't let the rain damage the branches and leaves of this plum blossom tree..." They have been protecting this place for thousands of years. Since she was young, she has been protecting this plum blossom tree. She didn't understand it at that time, but now that she's getting older and reading more records in the classics, she's a little worried, and she naturally values ​​this matter.

The girl opened the door and was greeted by the fragrance of flowers. She was slightly startled.

 His eyes suddenly widened.

 Plum blossoms fall with the wind!

In front of the house, the cold plum blossoms are in full bloom like snow, scattered in the wind. The cold plum blossoms are in full bloom in this summer, which is a unique scene. But when the plum blossom rain falls, there is a stunning color, with white hair like frost and snow, and a pure black robe. The peerless woman she had never seen before stretched out her hand and took the plum blossom. She turned her eyes slightly, her eyes were deep and seemed to be sad.

 Mild voice:

"Who are you…?"

The stunned girl recognized that this woman who suddenly appeared here was definitely extraordinary. She subconsciously bowed and replied: "The junior of the Su family in Lingnan, my name is Su Qiaomei. I have met my senior."

Yunqin said to himself: "The Su family in Lingnan..."

This seems to be a certain family that practices Buddhism. Su Qiaomei said cautiously: "Senior, I don't know why you are here..."

Yun Qin smiled and said gently: "Come back and take a look, you are a fool. Why do you know how to get in?"

Su Qiaomei said: "This formation was set up by the ancestors of my family. It is a message passed down by the ancestors of the Su family, asking us to guard this cold plum tree from generation to generation."

Yunqin asked: "Is this cold plum tree so important?"

Su Qiaomei said: "Senior, are you here to take the exam for the juniors? Since you are here to enjoy the plum blossoms, you must know that this Hanmei is the senior Taoist disciple who was famous in the world a thousand years ago. It is famous all over the world, and this winter plum was planted by the old man when he was young."

“This is the place where his old man lived when he was young. I heard that Senior Qi has ascended to immortality.”

Common people only know that the person who saved the world from death in the outer world was the Zhenwu Dangmo Emperor of the North Pole of Zhongtian.

 But who the emperor is has not been told to all parties.

 So Su Qiaomei didn’t know that the senior she mentioned had died, but there was still hope in her eyes as she said:

"Senior, I don't know if I will come back to see this plum blossom. Therefore, our family has valued this place from generation to generation. The junior has also read the genealogy and said that the senior, before he entered Taoism, once lived in my family's ancestor, Sheng Yuan. That disciple is good at reading and writing, and has this little bit of incense."

"Ancestor Saint Yuan was full of talents, but he heard about it too late. Throughout his life, he assisted Emperor Taizu Wen in making great achievements. After he was a hundred years old, he came back here and died at the age of one hundred and thirty. Before he died, he once said that the world will be in conflict. In the age of great cultivation, we will conquer each other.”

"The children of the Su family will not enter this world, but guarding this cold plum tree will not cut off the incense."

Yun Qin smiled gently and said, "Are you going to guard this cold plum for the sake of future generations?"

Su Qiaomei said embarrassedly:

"The junior felt the same way before, so I thought that the Saint Yuan Patriarch might be too utilitarian, and I never liked this decision. But later, when I read the books of the Saint Yuan Patriarch, I discovered that he had learned both his kung fu and his principles. It’s very deep and able to retreat bravely from the rapids, but this is not the case.”

“Later I found the last letter of the ancestor, and found out that it was not true. The ancestor also said the second half of the sentence.”

She looked more serious and said:

“As long as the incense of the Su family continues, future generations must come here to guard this cold plum blossom. Guarding this house must maintain its appearance thousands of years ago. It does not need to be renovated and cannot be changed.”

"The ancestor said that the world is like a stream of water, constantly moving forward. The more you practice, the higher your realm and the longer your life. However, all kinds of things in this world are changing with each passing day. One day, the person who is familiar with Wu Huo Daojun will Everything will disappear."

"When I opened my eyes that day, there were no familiar people or scenery around me. Wherever I went and whomever I saw, I would respectfully call him "senior". In the end, even his favorite dishes would be lost. In this way He seems to have been abandoned by the world and the times."

“Perhaps this is how immortals and gods gradually become inhuman.”

 “The Great True Lord once called him Master.”

 “The Great True King is the Master of all the people in the world.”

"But the ancestor of Shengyuan is not his master. Even if the master wants to die, he must leave a little candlelight for his disciples. Even if it is weak, he hopes to let the Great True Lord know that his era has not gone far. Before the teacher leaves, And leave him a light.”

“Although it is weak, it is enough to illuminate an area and warm it for a while.”

When Su Qiaomei said this, she was serious, obviously reciting the letter of Master Su Shengyuan from thousands of years ago, but she added: "This was the idea of ​​a junior a few years ago, but I have gained some other insights over the years."

The white-haired woman smiled slightly and said, "Oh? What is it?"

Su Qiaomei looked at the plum blossom and said: "Everyone in the world is chasing profit and fame, which is quite short-sighted. The ancestor of the Saint Yuan was worried that after he left, in a few years, the descendants of the Su family would forget about this matter, or they would This matter is for profit, so we say that this plum blossom tree can protect the Su family for thousands of years, so that generations of ancestors, even if they have ridiculous luxury, dare not slack off on this plum blossom tree."

 “But I looked away.”

The girl had bright light brown almond eyes and said with a smile: "How nice these plum blossoms are."

“There is the excitement of legends from thousands of years ago, there is also the teacher’s care for students, and there is the painstaking efforts of the ancestors of Shengyuan. It has witnessed a thousand years and how many generations of people.”

 “As for the incense that never dies or fades.”

“But prosperity and decline are the laws of all things.”

“Unless the great true king comes, but he has never come once.”

The white-haired woman smiled and looked at the plum blossoms. The grief hidden in her heart was still strong in her eyes. She stretched out her hand to touch the flower tree and said softly: "You said that before he entered Taoism, he was the student of your ancestor. ?”

Su Qiaomei nodded and said proudly:

 “My ancestor, the daughter of the Saint Yuan Ancestor, almost got engaged to this senior!”

The white-haired woman looked at the plum blossom tree and said, "Do you know the story before he entered Taoism?"

Su Qiaomei wondered, shouldn’t everyone care about the story after entering Taoism?

 But she still nodded: "I know!"

The white-haired woman picked a plum blossom and placed it between the girl's eyebrows. She pressed it with cool and delicate fingers on the eyebrows. She smiled, but the smile still seemed a little sad. She pointed to the stone table and said, "If there is If you have time, can you tell me a story about his time?"

"I'm curious."

Su Qiaomei was confused, and then immediately agreed. The white-haired woman sat under the plum tree.

The girl recalled a little, and then began to skillfully tell the past scenes in the file, telling the story of the day when she was young and had not entered Taoism. The wooden door was closed, closing the scenery, while outside there were people coming and going, the world of mortals As before, happily talking about the rain falling today, but it was cool, but a good life had passed.

Separated by a door, the pure world is surrounded by the crowds of people.

Only the plum blossoms fall, like a quiet spring rain.

  Same as a thousand years ago.

 (End of this chapter)