Myriad Spirits Immortal Clan

Chapter 234: Bai Yun's Mortal Heart (Seeking Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions)

After the rainy season, comes the sunny weather with a warm sun shining high.

The rice seedlings in the mountains grew slightly, following the breeze and rolling out a continuous wave of rice.

A spirit boat descended from the sky, and two figures in Daoist robes stepped out.

Ye Jingcheng looked at the large expanse of wheat fields, as if he was also swaying with the breeze and the waves of grain.

At the end of the rice waves was a small town nestled in a mountain hollow.

The town was not large, but the two mountains were quite high, providing ample shade.

The palace at the entrance of the village still appeared golden and luxurious, and the road was also much wider; it was the Immortal Palace, but unfortunately, no immortals ever lived there.

A daze suddenly appeared in Ye Jingcheng's eyes.

For a moment, many images appeared in his eyes.

Finally, they landed on the words "Baiyun Town" on the memorial archway.

He shook his head, then smiled slightly.

He was here today to ascend to immortality, how could he be distracted?

"Jingcheng, is this the small town you came from?" Ye Jingyu asked from the side.

"Yes, Seventh Sister, those are the Two Rush Mountains of Baiyun Town, connected to the clouds. When I was a child, everyone in the town thought that immortals were on the Two Rush Mountains, but the old town chief would happily point to the Immortal Palace and tell us that immortals were in the Immortal Palace!" Ye Jingcheng nodded, then continued.

"Many years ago, I didn't understand what the old town chief meant, because the Immortal Palace was more deserted than any house in the town. I even guarded it for a while, until the day of the Ascension to Immortality Assembly, I realized that we are… immortals!" After Ye Jingcheng finished speaking, he walked along a wide path, leading the way towards the town.

Passing through the archway and passing by the palace.

In a daze, he seemed to see himself guarding in front of the Immortal Palace, his eyes looking forward to the immortal riding a crane under the moon.

Then he shook his head again.

Ye Jingcheng thought he had already achieved a state of tranquility.

But now that he was truly standing in front of Baiyun Town again, those mortal memories seemed like they were just yesterday.

Ye Jingcheng walked into the palace and stopped in front of the green bell in the very center of the palace.

This bell is called the Immortal Bell.

However, it is not a magic weapon, and mortals cannot hang magic weapons.

But this bell is extremely loud, and if it is struck with a magic spell, the sound of the bell can be heard within a hundred miles.

It is also the guardian 'beast' of Baiyun Town, and will ring whenever a monster appears.

It serves both as a warning to the clansmen and as a request for help from the Ye family's cultivators.

"Jingyu, wait for me for a while!" Ye Jingcheng hesitated for a moment, but still didn't immediately ring the bell.

He walked out of the Immortal Palace, into the bustling street, through the curling smoke of the steamed bun shop, and through a group of children clamoring for candied haws.

The street was still so familiar, but the feeling of things having changed was still overwhelming.

On both sides of the street, there were inns with large red characters, and the aroma of wine and loud laughter could be heard.

He came to a large courtyard.

At the entrance of the courtyard was a large Ye character; this was the old town chief's courtyard.

His body began to become transparent, accompanied by spiritual light; no one could see him at this moment.

Now that twenty years had passed, he wasn't sure if the old town chief was still alive.

During these years on the mountain, due to family regulations, he could only visit once every ten years, and although he was now almost forty-four years old, he had only come back once.

It was still in his early twenties; at that time, he was just a small cultivator at the fourth level of Qi Refining, but now, more than twenty years had passed in a flash.

The courtyard was extremely prosperous, and compared to his memory, it had been expanded a lot.

Inside the courtyard, the old locust tree was now even thicker, and an old man was lying on a rattan chair under the tree.

The old town chief was even more senile; his eyes could not be fully opened, and the wrinkles on his face were like the old locust tree next to him.

One of his shoes had fallen off, revealing a skinny foot, but even a slight movement seemed extremely difficult for him in his old age.

Ye Jingcheng's body gradually materialized, and he picked up the shoe on the ground.

He gently put it on the old man.

"Grandpa Town Chief, it's cool under the locust tree; it's better to enjoy the shade in the house!" Ye Jingcheng said in a low voice.

The latter raised his eyelids in surprise:

"Is that Liu'er?"

His voice was very low, seemingly lacking strength, and his cloudy eyes seemed to be reminiscing.

But he immediately called out Ye Jingcheng's childhood nickname.

He used to be called Ye Liu; in the Ye family's territory, as long as they were Ye family members without spiritual roots, they could only have two-character names.

Only when spiritual roots first appeared could they be given a generational name.

"Immortal… has arrived, forgive me for… not welcoming you from afar!" After thinking for a long time, the old town chief seemed to have remembered something, and began to try to get up from the rattan chair.

In his opinion, there was no such thing as Liu'er now, only the lofty immortal.

"Grandpa Town Chief, where is there any immortal? I'm just an ordinary mortal!" Ye Jingcheng shook his head and helped the old town chief sit up straight.

"Grandpa Town Chief, please forgive Liu'er for only coming to see you today." Ye Jingcheng took out Welcoming Spring Tea and poured a cup for the old town chief.

"That's not allowed!" The old town chief thought it would be a waste of spiritual tea.

"It's not spiritual tea, it's ordinary tea, but it was planted by me personally. Just like you said back then, it's picked with the rain and dew in the morning. It's not an immortal, but it's better than an immortal!" Ye Jingcheng said with a smile.

The old man was finally willing to drink it.

This tea was naturally Welcoming Spring Tea; Welcoming Spring Tea doesn't harm the body and has a low spiritual energy content, but it is still considered spiritual tea, which is good for the old town chief's body.

It may not extend his life, but it will at least keep him more awake.

"This tea is good, this tea is good!" The old town chief kept praising.

A look of joy also appeared in Ye Jingcheng's heart; this kind of joy was different from usual.

The family had always emphasized the separation between immortals and mortals.

Don't delay your Dao heart; Ye Jingcheng had also thought so before.

After all, a mortal's life is less than a hundred years, and even if his cultivation doesn't improve, he still has two hundred years.

Lingyun Peak is at least a thousand miles away from the family's mortal counties and towns.

So in these twenty years, he had also consciously cut off the idea of coming back to visit.

But now, in his opinion, such avoidance might be wrong.

Cultivating immortality is also cultivating the heart.

Everyone's Dao heart is different.

Just like this, even sitting by his side, he felt content.

On the contrary, constantly avoiding it might cause big problems when he breaks through.

Ye Jingcheng and the old town chief drank tea, and at this moment, he felt that his state of mind was a little different.

"Grandpa Town Chief, today I am responsible for receiving the immortal seedlings. Why don't you have your family members checked first? If there are good immortal seedlings, I can take a look in advance!" Ye Jingcheng said.

He had already noticed that there were several middle-aged people waiting outside the inner courtyard.

They were holding tea and rice, and had obviously discovered Ye Jingcheng in the courtyard.

But they didn't disturb him.

"Uncles, you can also bring your children here. Let's do it in the courtyard today!" Ye Jingcheng said.

Those middle-aged people were immediately overjoyed, and even forgot to send the tea and rice in, and went to summon their children.

Ye Jingcheng letting them check here meant that he was going to give them a back door.

In order to ensure the fairness of the immortal seedlings, the Ye family would close the Immortal Palace at that time, and children would enter one by one, without adults accompanying them. Moreover, even if it was confirmed that they had spiritual roots, they would be directly taken into the family mountain, without any farewell.

Although this was more cruel, it was the first lesson for these immortal seedlings.

Immortals and mortals are different!