Chapter 157 Changes
Chen Dahe was so happy to receive his nephew that he even ignored the task of burying the body. He left his three apprentices aside and took Chen Luo with him to the direction of Chenjia Village.
Outside the forest.
It is a green wheat field.
The wheat swayed in the warm wind like waves, which looked quite spectacular. At the intersection, a group of Qingya County officials who had received the news were waiting here.
Chen Luo is such a big man flying here on a sword. As long as the people in Qingya County are not blind, they will definitely be able to see him.
"Oh, Third Master, why are you burying the body again?"
A middle-aged man in an official robe stepped forward quickly, his tone more intimate than that of his own father.
"Go away, the Third Master is busy today!"
Chen Laosan didn't have the time to deal with these people. He just wanted to take his nephew back to the village. The old man's health was getting worse year by year. He would definitely feel better if he could see his grandson before he left.
"Master Chen, what kind of temper does the Third Master have..." The Qingya County Magistrate stepped forward with a flattering look on his face, looking aggrieved.
He hurried over because he was afraid that Chen Luo would misunderstand.
"No problem."
Chen Luo shook his head. He knew what the other party was worried about.
"I prepared a banquet at Cuiyun Tower."
"No."
Chen Luo declined the invitation. He was unwilling to waste time on these irrelevant things. At his current point, he basically didn't care much about ordinary people. Whether the other party was a county magistrate or a commoner, they were all the same in his eyes.
"Then I won't bother you any more."
Upon hearing this, the county magistrate immediately retreated.
This is the Immortal Master, who is too far away from him.
It's good enough as long as he doesn't offend anyone. As for currying favor, it's not up to him at his level.
After sending away the group of officials, Chen Luo and Chen Laosan got on the donkey cart and swayed towards Chenjia Village like ordinary people.
Chen Luo could fly back with his uncle, but he didn't do so, nor did he want to go against his uncle's habits.
"Your father has been very successful these years. Someone from the capital city came and made him a marquis. He took your mother to the capital city and became a high-ranking official. He rarely comes back now. I heard from the younger people in the village that your father married two more wives and gave you three younger brothers and sisters."
On the donkey cart, Chen Laosan chattered about the changes that had taken place over the past five years.
Five years is enough time to change a lot of things.
Chen Luo listened to his uncle's chatter, and it seemed as if he had returned to the experience many years ago when his uncle first took him to the mountain to bury a body. At that time, he and his uncle were also sitting in a small donkey cart like this.
The way back to the village is not far.
The donkey cart slowly drove into the village along the winding loess road.
The village was still the same as I remembered, with low mud walls and bamboo fences on the sides. There was some water in the potholes on the path, probably because it had rained not long ago, and the puddles had not completely dried up. I didn't know whose big yellow dog was, but it was barking at the donkey cart.
The long-lost feeling made Chen Luo calm down all of a sudden.
This is where he grew up.
As soon as I walked into the village, I saw someone greeting my uncle.
"Hey! Isn't this Mr. Chen San? You're back again? Are you going to look for Widow Tian again?" The speaker was Aunt Ma, who was of Chen Luo's uncle's generation. She was wearing a coarse cloth coat and was pulling chicken feathers with her hands. When she was talking to Chen San, her words were full of teasing, and she had the toughness of a typical rural woman.
"Nonsense, who has a crush on Widow Tian?"
The third uncle's face turned red. He felt that he had lost face in front of his nephew and wanted to restore his image.
"If you don't like her, why would you go and climb over the wall of Widow Tian's house at night?" Aunt Ma teased him a few more times, and Mr. Chen San, who had a thick skin like a city wall, was immediately defeated.
"Who's behind you? This handsome guy looks unfamiliar."
Only then did Aunt Ma notice Chen Luo on the other side of the donkey cart.
Today, Chen Luo was wearing a light blue gown. Although the fabric was ordinary, he was surrounded by spiritual energy and was spotless. It was obvious that he was not an ordinary person.
"Aunt Ma, I'm Chen Luo."
Chen Luo jumped off the donkey cart and greeted the woman.
"Master Chen Luo from the old Chen family?" Aunt Ma was startled and immediately put down the old hen she had just killed. She spoke in a much more restrained manner and was no longer as casual as before.
The fact that Chen Luo became an immortal cultivator is no longer a secret in Chenjia Village.
The whole Chenjia Village has benefited from his kindness, and so has Aunt Ma's family. In the past, they could not afford to eat old hens, and they could only have the opportunity to drink the broth during festivals. Now it has become a common dish at home, and you can imagine how much it has changed.
"Aren't you going to practice Taoism?"
Aunt Ma asked carefully, and her soft voice was completely different from before.
"Come back and take a look." Chen Luo replied with a smile.
Over there, Chen Laosan no longer wanted to talk to this shrew, so he took his nephew and went to Old Chen's house.
After Chen Luo became an immortal, Chen Lao San asked someone to renovate the Chen family's ancestral home. Now the Chen family's ancestral home is the most magnificent house in the entire Chenjia Village. When Chen Luo came over, the old man was sitting in the yard basking in the sun.
"Look who I brought back, old man."
Chen Laosan started shouting as soon as he entered the door.
When Old Master Chen came to his senses, he was also very excited when he saw his grandson. He pulled Chen Luo and talked a lot, which was full of memories of his childhood.
Chen Luo sensed the old man's condition.
Time is running out.
An indescribable feeling came over me.
Birth, aging, sickness and death are the normal state of life.
At night, watching the old man fall asleep, Chen Luo left two blood-nourishing pills in the room. The old man's vitality was exhausted, and the blood-nourishing pills could only delay the death, but not prolong his life.
"Leaving?"
Chen Dahe's voice suddenly rang out.
"Aren't you asleep?" Chen Luo was a little surprised. He had specially observed Chen Laosan before, and the other party's breathing was steady, so he should be asleep.
"What are you thinking, can you hide it from me?"
Chen Laosan had an expression that said, "I've seen through you a long time ago."
"I plan to go to the capital, and then go visit my master and the others." Chen Luo looked at his third uncle who had aged a lot, and suddenly an epiphany came to his mind.
From the moment he embarked on the path of cultivating immortals, he was no longer an ordinary person.
A cultivator who has established his foundation can live for five hundred years.
If you see too much, your heart will grow cold. His master on Wudao Peak, Master Wuwei, doesn't care about the lives of ordinary disciples. It's not that he doesn't want to care, but he has seen too much.
"Go ahead."
Chen Laosan walked up and patted Chen Luo, as if giving advice from an elder.
"Remember to eat one of the things I left behind, and give one to the old man as well."
"rest assured."
Chen Laosan interrupted Chen Luo's nonsense.
"You should also be careful when you are out there. I don't know what the world of immortal cultivation is like, but in my opinion, whether you are cultivating immortals or wandering the world, the most important thing is to save your own life. Don't forget those people in the world who were once buried by us. They also had dreams."
"To live is to have tomorrow."
Chen Luo was silent.
This is the wisdom of his third uncle, and also the most valuable thing he has learned from him.
"I've made a note of that."
After leaving a word, Chen Luo did not stop. He spread his sleeves, and the magic sword in his sleeves flew out, carrying him into a stream of light and disappearing into the night.
"Immortal, I never thought that my nephew Chen Laosan could also become an immortal."
Chen Laosan stood in the courtyard, silent for a long time.
Capital city.
The lights are on.
It was like two different worlds from Chenjia Village, which was pitch black at night. Standing in the air, Chen Luo looked down at the long canal below, which was bustling with activity. The flower boats hung with lanterns formed a long snake. The courtesans on the boats were performing, and the sound of the piano was lingering in the air, intoxicating the tourists. The wealthy merchants who came and went spent huge sums of money here, and the literati and scholars performed one sad story after another here.
Compared to the outside world of immortal cultivation, Yue Kingdom is still more pure.
There are also cultivators here, but they are all in the early stage of Qi Refining. They have little impact on the mortal kingdom. Everything is operating according to the rules set by the empire.
After staying for a while, Chen Luo used his spiritual sense to find the yard where his father Chen Dachuan was.
As soon as he approached, Chen Luo heard bursts of noise coming from the yard.
"Master Chen, the place at the academy has been reserved. As soon as your son reaches the age, he will be admitted immediately."
"Okay, okay! Thank you, Master Qin."
Chen Luo stood above the Chen Mansion, with dark clouds obscuring his figure.
A banquet was being held below, and his father Chen Dachuan was completely different from what Chen Luo remembered. He was sitting on the main seat in luxurious clothes, with many people toasting him, and two people of similar status sitting on his left and right.
Looking at his smug father below, Chen Luo felt bored.
Birth, old age, sickness and death, glory and wealth.
Nothing more than clouds and smoke.
Only longevity is eternal.
"Daddy, I want to eat candy."
"Wow"
Two voices came, Chen Luo looked in the direction of the sound and saw the little sister he remembered. The last time he went home, the little sister was still crying and her clothes were tattered. But now she has grown into a big girl, wearing luxurious clothes and a lot of red hairpins on her head, looking like a lady from a wealthy family. Not far from her, there was a baby lying in a rocking chair, and the crying sound just now was made by him.
'boy?'
Chen Luo fell from the sky in hiding. He remembered what his uncle had told him before, that his father had married two more wives, and this little boy should be born to one of them.
This is good, he can leave with peace of mind.
The baby, who was originally crying, actually showed a curious expression after seeing Chen Luo. He stretched out his chubby little hands as if he wanted his brother Chen Luo to hold him.
Chen Luo stretched out his index finger and touched the baby's forehead.
After a little sensing, he found that his younger brother also had spiritual roots. But his aptitude was not very good, with seven attributes of mixed spiritual roots, which was considered the bottom of the aptitude.
"As brothers, I will give you a chance."
Chen Luo took out a spiritual stone, used his magic power to absorb it, and then pointed a finger at the baby's brow. Warm energy flowed into the body, making the baby laugh happily. It felt like someone was tickling him.
"The young master is laughing!"
A group of busy old maids saw the young master smile and started laughing too.
After taking his hand back, Chen Luo walked around the Chen Mansion again.
He went to see his other two sisters, his mother and two other aunts. Everyone had adapted to life in the capital and was very satisfied with their current life.
Chen Luo did not disturb them again. He just went to the palace, chatted with the emperor for a few words, and then left.
The next day, Chen Dachuan, the Marquis of Wenxian, was rewarded again and became the most powerful official in the Kingdom of Yue.
After leaving the capital, Chen Luo went to the Heart Fire Palace.
According to the location left on the spiritual tablet, he found Du Jian.
"Brother, you are here."
Du Jian sat cross-legged in the hall, as if he had grown up all of a sudden.
Less immature, more mature.
Master Xinhuo passed away three years ago. Du Jian also learned about this from his junior apprentice. The junior apprentice he was talking about was the new disciple that Master Xinhuo accepted after the four brothers left. He had not even completed the Dao and was still a warrior.
"It might not be a bad thing to pass away."
Chen Luo lit a stick of incense to Master Xinhuo and began to speak.
Born in the Great Tomb, they missed the best opportunity. The people of Xinhuo Shangren's generation must be the most unwilling to accept it. If they were born in the outside world, with their qualifications, they might really be able to make a name for themselves.
"I know."
Du Jian nodded, and waited until Chen Luo had lit the incense before he spoke.
"Brother, I don't plan to leave."
"Have you thought it through?"
Chen Luo was not surprised, as he had guessed it since he entered the door.
"Everyone must always have something they insist on. I understand you a little bit, Senior Brother." Du Jian said seriously.
"Master founded the Heart Fire Palace, and I have to help him protect it. I can't protect this foundation by myself."
“Practice is also the cultivation of the mind.”
Chen Luo did not persuade him any more. After chatting with Du Jian for a few words, he met the little disciple accepted by the Taoist Xinhuo again.
The other person was very young, only about seven or eight years old.
Chen Luo sensed the other party's roots and found that he was the same as himself, with a middle-grade third spiritual root. With such a foundation, he would definitely be able to enter the Dao in the future.
(End of this chapter)
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