Lady Cultivator Chapter 326: Return to the dunya
Mo Tiange stepped on the cloud boots and looked down at the town below.
This is a very small town, with only a few streets, and there are scattered stalls on the side streets. Not many people come and go, mostly farmers and civilians.
She glanced over, looking for familiar traces.
The inn, the noodle stall, the tall tea flag beside the town bridge...
As if time passed, back to ninety years.
Following the trail out of town, not far away, I arrived at a small village.
At the east end of the village, there are a few houses scattered all over the place, and the river winds by, with smoke curling through.
This is just a small village under the Jin State Liancheng. There are only three or four hundred people in the village, which is nothing more than ordinary in the world.
But here, what it means to her is different.
This is her hometown. She was born and raised here, and under the care of her mother, she also had a happy childhood.
Ninety years have flown like water, and I can’t hold back the clouds of smoke between my fingers. The little girl of that year is now a pill-forming monk, and all the people of that year have become a pile of dry bones, and the loess is scratched.
She saw the house with a small yard at the east end of the village. It was repainted, the roof tiles were bright, and there was a woman sweeping in the yard—she naturally didn't know it.
My mother died, she left again, this house must have been given to some uncle, right? The house is still the same, but the home in the memory is no longer found.
She sighed slightly and closed her eyes.
Xianfan is different, she is too forgotten, she will no longer be entangled in the past, but seeing the traces of childhood, still can't hide the faint sadness in my heart.
The ancestral hall still stands in the west of the village. Although there are signs of renovation, the walls are still much old. She walked, and couldn't help but want to see if there was still an unsmiling old master, a small library room.
In that small library, she learned of such a world of cultivating immortals for the first time, and embarked on such a path...
Seeing her entering the village, many villagers ran out of the house and pointed, but they didn't have the courage to step forward.
She wears a robe that is not stained with fine dust, her eyebrows are picturesque, and she has a graceful attitude, like a banished immortal, completely different from these villagers.
She walked the small roads between the villages, and after ninety years of her life, the little girl who was thin and weak and indistinguishable from these villagers had become a graceful and graceful monk.
She pushed open the door of the ancestral hall.
This time, someone finally ran over in a panic, trying to stop her: "This girl, this is the ancestral hall of our Mo family. Women are not allowed to enter..." Facing her, she couldn't even speak right. In the end it became a whistle.
"I just came back and have a look." She said softly, stepping into the lobby.
This lobby does not allow women to enter. She has only entered once, but it has changed her life.
Under the invisible coercion of Monk Jie Dan, the person who stopped her never dared to step forward, watching her step in, watching her standing in front of the ancestor's tablet, watching her reach out and stroke one of them Tablet.
Although women cannot enter the ancestral hall, the mother hired her son-in-law, and the tablets after death are still in the ancestral hall.
At that time, she hadn't confirmed the news of her father's death, so she only had her mother's lonely spiritual position. In recent years, I am afraid that no one will worship.
Mother, do you feel lonely when you are here alone? Your daughter will take you away and be buried with your father, okay?
She muttered silently in her heart, smiled, and gently waved her sleeves, the dust on the tablet was suddenly removed, and then she put the tablet into the universe bag.
"Girl!" The man was shocked, "You..."
"Don't panic," she turned her head and smiled at this person, "I am a descendant of the Mo family. This is the spirit of my mother. I will collect it today."
Hearing this, the man was startled and speechless: "You..."
This is a fifty or sixty-year-old man. He thought he had seen all the children in the village, but the woman in front of him was completely strange. Is this fairy-like girl a descendant of the Mo family?
Mo Tiange turned back and looked at the highest position.
The position of Mo Yaoqing, there are only these five characters on that jade card, without any title. However, ancestors are not a matter of mortals, I am afraid that none of the descendants today knows it, right? But I don’t know what the mystery is on this tablet......
She pondered for a moment, and gently raised her hand, the jade card flew out of thin air and fell into her hand.
Seeing this scene, the little old man who originally blocked her was shocked: "You...you...girl, are you a fairy?"
Mo Tiange paused, and turned his gaze: "How do you know?"
The little old man looked at the position where she took the tablet again, and was shocked: "You are, you are..."
Mo Tiange frowned slightly: "Do you know who I am?"
The little old man took a breath and knelt down suddenly: "Mo Yijia has seen my second aunt."
Second aunt? This name gave Mo Tiange a moment of trance. Thinking about it carefully, she was indeed ranked second among the girls of this generation in the clan. Tianqiao was the eldest granddaughter and she was the second granddaughter.
She smiled slightly: "Ninety years ago, I didn't expect anyone to remember me."
The little old man looked up at her in awe, and said: "The second aunt was taken away by the fairy, which is something that our whole village knows. Second aunt, please wait here, I, I will go and ask Uncle."
Uncle? Before Mo Tiange had time to ask, the little old man got up tremblingly and hurried out.
According to the name of this little old man, she should be two generations older than him, and the uncle is also called two generations older. Is it possible that the Mo family of her generation is still alive?
Mo Tiange felt a little weird, but after a while, she would know the answer. Smiling, she looked down at Mo Yaoqing's tablet.
This tablet is made of jade, and it is a jade with aura. When she left Mojia Village, she was still young. She didn't know what happened, and she didn't feel that there was a small restriction here.
This prohibition is very delicate. If she hadn’t been very proficient in the formation and had read Mo Yaoqing’s notes, I’m afraid it’s hard to see through at a glance at this cultivation level, only if it’s an ordinary jade with aura. That's it.
She smiled slightly, gathered aura between her fingers, and plunged into the jade plaque.
The hard jade card was like mist, and she squeezed out a jade slip from it, and the jade card was intact.
After taking out the jade slip, most of the aura on the tablet position has dissipated. Mo Tiange raised his hand, put Mo Yaoqing's tablet back to its original place, and put the jade slip into his universe bag.
There are more and more people around the entrance of the ancestral hall. These villagers of Mojia Village saw a woman entering the ancestral hall for the first time. Mo Yijia, who was guarding the ancestral hall, not only did not stop, but also bowed to her. They gathered around the gate of the ancestral hall, pointed at Mo Tiange and guessed her identity in a low voice, but did not dare to enter.
"Grandpa, grandpa is here." There was a commotion among the crowd.
"Uncle," Mo Yijia's excited voice came, "Here, the second aunt is here."
The crowd was lined up, and an old man who was so old that he could hardly walk was helped in. Seeing him coming, everyone retreated respectfully.
The old man raised his head and stared at Mo Tiange with muddy eyes for a long time. His expression was shocked and he approached tremblingly: "Tiange...Are you Tiange?"
In the memory, there is no trace, but the old man in front of him is overlapped with the grandfather in his mind.
Mo Tiange looked at the dying old man in front of him, and said softly: "Are you...Tianjun?"
The old man's turbid tears fell: "You are finally back..."
Mo Tiange took a deep breath. Tianjun... is two years older than her, right? She is ninety-eight now, Tianjun should be a hundred years old, is she still alive?
"Tianjun, are you okay?" Looking at the old man who couldn't even walk in front of him, Mo Tiange let out a sigh. This time he returned to the dunya, I didn't expect to meet acquaintances again. Ninety years have passed, and the world has been vicissitudes of life.
"I...very well, I live to be a hundred years old, very good...very good..." Mo Tianjun tremblingly wiped his tears, "When people are old, they are... easily excited."
Back then, they were all children, and he always liked to bully this sister, always pulling her pigtails. Later, when I grew up a little bit, I realized that this sister should also be cared for, but it didn't take long for her to leave and never return.
Now he is very old, stepping into the coffin with one foot, and she finally returned, but still young.
He wiped away his tears, suddenly remembered something, and said: "Yes, Tianqiao... Tianqiao also went to your world, do you know..."
Mo Tiange's eyes dimmed. Tianqiao's death is a regret in her life.
"I met her..." she whispered, "However, she is dead."
"Really?" Mo Tianjun sighed, but didn't feel so sad. He lived at this age, watched too much life and death, and got used to the death of relatives around him, not to mention his parents and brothers, even his own children. All have passed away, and his grandchildren are also beginning to age... He doesn't even know how he lived so long. "Tian Qiao is not a fairy, I guessed it, she probably passed away..."
Mo Tiange did not explain. It's okay to make him think this way. He is so old and mentally prepared for a long time, so why make him sad again?
"Tiange, you...you are already a fairy, right?"
Mo Tiange smiled slightly: "Yes, I am now successful in cultivating, and I have the power of a god."
Hearing this, Mo Tianjun hasn't spoken yet, and the young man who has been supporting him suddenly knelt down: "Taiguzu, since you are a god, please save Grandpa, Grandpa he... "
This youth is halfway through~IndoMTL.com~ Mo Tiange raised his hand and stopped the next words: "You don’t have to say more, your grandfather is a mortal, living to a hundred years old is God’s kindness, I It can keep him healthy, but it cannot change his cycle of life and death."
"Taoguzu..."
"Xin'er!" Mo Tianjun yelled. Although he was old and his voice was hoarse, he still had prestige. The young man immediately did not dare to say any more.
Mo Tianjun looked at Mo Tiange and said, "People are born, old, sick, and die. I've lived so long and I'm satisfied, but these Mo family descendants... Tiange, I know, what do you cultivators want? Spiritual roots, only with spiritual roots can there be opportunities for cultivating immortals. Today I beg you with a cheeky face. If our Mo family descendants have this spiritual root, please give them some opportunities."
People speak slowly when they are old. After Mo Tianjun said such a long speech, he was already tired, and the young man quickly got up to support him.
Mo Tiange glanced at the young man and smiled slightly: "Well, I am also a descendant of the Mo family, and I should do it with one hand. But whether there is a fairy relationship, it is not my decision. Within today, where All the descendants of the Mo family can come here to try whether there is fairy fate, if there is, I will take him on the road of immortality, if not, then stop thinking about it.") Book friends hurry up and pay attention!