As an official, what's wrong with raising a few monsters?

Chapter 189 Old thing

For a moment, Long Lian, who came with Mingchen, was shocked all over.

It could not sense anything. It turned out that this was just an old tree that was about to die.

However, at this moment, wind and clouds suddenly arose, and invisible magic power began to flow.

It is clearly there, but I can't feel anything. It is like a cloud floating in the sky, vague and unpredictable.

Suddenly it changes from infinitely small to infinitely large.

The mountain is a mountain, but at the same time, it is not a mountain.

This must be an existence far beyond its expectations, impossible to resist. Like an ant seeing the blue sky, unimaginable and beyond its expectations.

I have lived in the river for thousands of years just because I am afraid of encountering such a situation.

It never imagined that there was such a terrifying monster in Mingchen's home.

"Grandpa Tree~"

Compared to the shocked Long Lian, the bird that had lived here for six or seven years was obviously already familiar with it.

She spread her wings, flew through the air, and landed on the swaying branches of the old tree.

"I'm back~"

"Look at me, look at me~"

The little bird spread its bright red wings, and a crest grew on its head. It swayed gently and turned around, like a little girl showing off her achievements to her elders.

"I am a phoenix now~"

Invisible magical power flowed, and the dry branches turned into birds. They danced along with the birds, as if celebrating for her.

The old tree's voice echoed from the bottom of Mingchen's heart, without joy or sorrow: "You really did it."

It didn't seem surprised by Fuyao's transformation.

A golden apple-like fruit fell into Mingchen's hands. Mingchen broke it into two halves and gave half to the shy butterfly beside him.

He was chewing the other half, not shying away from the dirt on the ground, and sat directly on it: "Luck, luck."

The fruit that saved Wang Liu's life was eaten up by someone so recklessly.

As the middleman, he introduced the little snake he brought to the old tree: "It's Long Lian. It has no master and has been practicing in the river for a thousand years. If you can, I hope you can teach it."

Long Lian was shocked. When Mingchen introduced himself, he lowered his head and said respectfully, "Hello, senior."

Although it is not very worldly, it has lived in a small place for a thousand years and has also witnessed human affairs by the river. The passage of time represents maturity.

Faced with such a terrifying old monster, it is natural that it cannot be as free as a bird.

"The essence of the mysterious water, the green snake has cultivated for thousands of years and has become a dragon. Is it about to soar into the clouds and transform into a dragon?"

The old tree has lived for a long time and has great magical powers. He can easily see Long Lian's background.

Long Lian paused and nodded slightly.

"The heaven and earth are imprisoned, and the gods no longer exist. You have the rare blood of a divine dragon. If you wish to transform into a dragon, you must be forged by the thunder of the heavenly chasm and sculpted by the wind of the eclipse. You will naturally suffer a lot."

Mingchen actually wanted to bring Long Lian to the old man to learn the art of shapeshifting, but in Lao Shu's eyes, this was not worth mentioning, so he didn't even mention it.

Instead, he mentioned Long Lian's background and talked about more important things.

"Zhen represents thunder, Xun represents wind, and they belong to the wood element."

"You and I are destined to be together. Since you were brought here by this brat, would you like to become my disciple?"

People who practice spiritual cultivation always believe in some messy theories about fate.

Meeting is fate, seizing treasure is fate, subduing is fate, even killing is fate...

Various kinds of karma are reasons and motivations, and are the arguments that require no explanation.

Good things are the result of fate, and bad things are also the result of fate.

However, the fate that Lao Shu talked about was obviously well-intentioned.

It's just like how officials in officialdom use various methods to find connections and form alliances.

People of the same period are allies, and the official who summons and grants official positions is the teacher... This law of fate is also a bond for establishing relationships.

Fuyao'er's transformation requires the cleansing of magical fire, which is not available in the old tree, so there is no other way.

But Long Lian is just the opposite. The wind and thunder he needs belong to the wood element, which is what he is good at and is exactly what suits his profession.

Long Lian was born in water and is proficient in the ways of water.

Old trees are wood, and wood grows when it meets water.

Starting from the most basic footing, there is a reason to connect.

Mingchen just happened to bring Long Lian here. In its opinion, it and Long Lian did have a master-disciple relationship.

Upon hearing this, Long Lian was shocked and overjoyed. He quickly bowed and said, "Thank you very much for your mercy, Elder. Long Lian is willing to do so."

Time is the most precious resource in this world.

Whoever has more time has more wisdom and greater power.

Long Lian saw an existence here that was beyond his expectations. The other party was willing to give it a chance, so it was naturally willing to accept this master-disciple relationship.

"Hey!"

It was beyond Mingchen's expectation that this old man thought so highly of Long Lian.

But it's a good thing after all.

Mingchen smiled, his words showing no sign of respect for an elder: "Old man, you better teach our Long Lian a lesson~"

"If you have any good stuff, please let me know!"

The old guy doesn't move and stays in this yard every day.

But Long Lian can run around with him everywhere.

Naturally, Mingchen wanted to ask for more good things from this old guy. If Long Lian became stronger in the future, Mingchen would become stronger too.

"Humph!"

The old man spoke without emotion, his voice neither happy nor sad.

But there was a hint of annoyance in it.

The invisible wind was blowing, the dust on the ground was shaking slightly, and a few dead leaves gradually emerged from the cracks in the soil.

Mysterious things happened. As the magic power rippled in circles, dead leaves danced in the wind, gathering and dispersing in mid-air.

Using a dead branch as a handle and fallen leaves as a blade, bit by bit, it was assembled into an ugly sword.

Although it doesn't look very good, the breeze circulating around it exudes a strange aura.

Then, a flower bloomed on the old branch, fell with the breeze, flew to the sword of dead leaves, and landed on the hilt. In an instant, a rich breath of life emanated, and the dry leaves also came to life at this moment, turning into lush green, full of vitality.

Then the energy dissipated, and the flowers and green leaves withered. The rise and fall happened in just a moment.

However, the Dead Leaf Sword did not fall apart. It fell in front of Long Lian and buried three-quarters into the ground.

"This is the Withered and Flourishing Sword. It can summon wind and thunder, store mana, and absorb vitality."

The old tree's voice echoed in Long Lian's heart: "You were born in a humble family, without anyone to protect you, and without any treasures to rely on. Therefore, I will give it to you."

When a young man becomes a disciple, the old tree, as the teacher, will naturally give him a gift.

"Okay, okay! Old man, you really have something good?!"

The old guy has hidden a lot!
Mingchen cursed, "Why don't you give it to me?!"

The old guy is keeping things to himself. We should have dug up the root of the problem.

"You can't use it even if I give it to you."

Mingchen: ...

After joking, Mingchen finally smiled at the stunned little snake beside him and said, "Take it."

Long Lian came back to his senses, glanced at Mingchen, and then said respectfully to the old tree: "Well... thank you, Master."

After introducing Long Lian's story, Ming Chen touched the head of the child beside him and said to Lao Shu, "Let me introduce you, old man. This is the sister I picked up."

He observed the old tree's reaction: "Her name is Xiudie, and she can see demons and ghosts in the world."

"kindness……"

This is the disadvantage of old trees not being able to transform into people.

Mingchen had no way of telling what it was thinking from its expression.

After hearing Mingchen introduce Xiudie, she didn't react much, just responded faintly.

The shy butterfly also stood quietly there, looking at the old tree in front of it with some curiosity.

Mingchen was able to spy on this old thing because he had the special ability to see the wishes of demons and ghosts.

But Shy Butterfly could feel that the seemingly dry old tree in front of it contained terrifying energy that could destroy the world.

"Don't you see what's so special about the Shy Butterfly? Do you know where she comes from?"

Based on what the old lady said that day and the information he got from Chen Yutang, Mingchen deeply suspected that his child had an unusual origin.

The old tree just said calmly: "I don't know."

Mingchen: ...

Fine.

I don’t know whether it’s true or not, and it doesn’t matter anymore.

Just as others couldn't pry open Mingchen's mouth, Mingchen also knew that he couldn't pry open the old man's mouth.

"The dragon and the phoenix are both here, and the destiny is extraordinary."

"Boy, don't you want to be the emperor yourself?"

Mingchen did not show any respect to the old tree that had spanned thousands of years.

Similarly, Lao Shu did not seem to have any arrogance towards Mingchen as an elder.

The interaction between the man and the tree is not like that between an elder and a child, but rather like friends who have ignored the passage of time.

Mingchen sat on the ground in front of the tree, and the old tree spoke to him.

Even though I am alone in this yard, it is thousands of miles away from the capital.

But it also knew that the world was in chaos and the country's fortune was crumbling. It even knew that all this was the work of the bad boy in front of it.

From the moment Mingchen appeared before its eyes, it knew that this beautiful child was no ordinary person.

It will definitely turn the world upside down.

However, in a sense, Mingchen still exceeded its expectations. He had achieved his current level after only one year.

Although it didn't know what Mingchen had done.

But based on its understanding of Mingchen, it believes that Mingchen now holds a lot of cards in his hand, and if he wants, he can sit in the position that dominates the world.

If you become the emperor yourself, you will be able to control the destiny of the country and have more opportunities to occupy a larger part of history.

Then you will have a better chance of becoming a god, and not just an ordinary god.

Mingchen glanced at the old tree and said, "Didn't you say that divination, fortune-telling, and astrology are all empty talk?"

The old tree just said something incomprehensible: "Rootless fate is a lie of time. Now you have enough excellent qualities."

"A human emperor who rises in troubled times must have a heart that can accommodate the whole world."

Mingchen shrugged: "I'm narrow-minded and can't pretend."

Lao Shu knew Mingchen better than anyone else and asked, "Can you really not fit in?"

Mingchen waved his hand, not wanting to discuss the issue. He simply changed the subject and asked, "Old man, you really can't teach me how to practice?"

The Immortal Jade Record can grant him extraordinary powers, even allowing him to battle against gods.

But borrowed is always borrowed, not as strong as one's own inherent strength. As a soul reborn in a foreign land, Mingchen still did not give up his ideal of becoming stronger through cultivation.

In the past year since he came out, he has met human cultivators like Tong Wuchang and Buchen.

He didn't believe that this old man who had lived for who knows how many years would not see it.

If the old man wants to, he can definitely teach him.

The old tree was silent.

After a while, he said to him, "Boy, can one person's strength surpass the heavens?"

His voice was full of vicissitudes, and seemed to contain some inexplicable emotions.

Mingchen was stunned for a moment, then said, "How do you know it won't work if you don't try?"

As Mingchen finished speaking, the wind suddenly blew and the branches of the old tree trembled slightly in the wind.

The voice, without joy or sadness, was filled with an inexplicable meaning: "There is no such thing as a perfect law in the world, at least not for me. There are only rules that can reach the heavens."

"It is not that I would not teach you the way of cultivation, but I have already walked this path for you, and it is a path that will not work. Even if you walk for thousands of years, you will only become me at most."

"Wasting time on this will only delay your destiny."

Even if a new disciple practices hard in the river for a thousand years, he is still just a dragon and can hardly get a glimpse of the immortal spirit.

"There are always more powerful beings in the world, and there are always more bizarre magical powers and magic weapons. All things are interdependent and there is no invincible being. Those who focus on self-improvement and challenge killing will only fall behind."

"The path you are taking now is the right one."

Mingchen: ...

What path am I taking now?

I do not know how?
He shook his head and said to the old tree, "I have met a fairy this time."

"kindness?"

The old tree was a little surprised when he heard this: "Immortals and gods are not allowed to interfere in the human world. How did you meet an immortal god?"

"It's about Fuyao's transformation into a phoenix..."

Mingchen looked up at the red bird standing on the old tree branch with a silly smile, and told the old tree what happened to him that day in the northern suburbs of Qifeng City.

"From Mars-kun..."

Lao Shu pondered for a moment after hearing this. He had never expected that the Fuyao phoenix would transform in this way.

Mingchen always had some novel and unique ideas, and he thought that the other party had come up with them through some scientific research.

He whispered to Mingchen, "The phoenix has long since vanished, leaving Mars Lord without a chariot. Therefore, he sent down divine fire to attract a divine beast to fill his own void."

"I didn't want to be encountered by you. That divine fire was the inextinguishable fire essence he cultivated for thousands of years. You and him have a karmic connection, so I don't blame him for fighting you."

No matter what the reason, the action was taken.

Mingchen didn't like to suffer a loss, so he shook his head and said to the old tree, "What if I can't defeat him and I die?"

No matter what the old tree is afraid of, Mingchen still feels that he holds the power in his hands.

The old tree replied, "The birth, aging, sickness, and death of all things are but a part of the law, and are nothing insignificant. If you die, I have a way to bring you back to life. You only need to do what you are told to do."

"Boy, cultivating the world is to cultivate the mind, and cultivating the spirit is also to cultivate the mind. It's not that you are not cultivating. You are born with a spiritual mind and are very smart. One day you will find your own way and be endowed with supreme power."

"You were not born of heaven and earth, absorbing the essence of the sun and moon. Cultivating magical powers will not help you much. When people have power, they will be brave and aggressive. Victory will make their minds swell, fostering filth. Their spirit will also be covered with dust, losing their spirituality."

"Cultivation of mind?"

Mingchen narrowed his eyes when he heard that.

Isn't his heart filthy enough?
Can this be considered a spiritual heart?
He suspected that the old tree had lived too long and had become blind.

This old tree must have experienced something, and there are some obstacles in its heart, so it is unwilling to teach him.

Mingchen sighed: "Forget it."

He was never willing to force others.

Since the other party is unwilling, then forget it.

In a sense, what the old man said is indeed correct.

Practicing magic is difficult. Fuyaoer works hard to practice magic every day, but it seems to be just that.

Mingchen had no confidence that he could match Fuyao's outstanding talent, and it seemed that it was a waste of time to exhaust all his energy and start from scratch.

However, it was beyond his expectation that this old man could disregard life and death and say that he could help him even if Mingchen died.

This old thing at home seems to be more mysterious and powerful than he imagined.

All kinds of thoughts were running through his mind. He shook his head and finally put them aside.

"Did you see the people I brought with me?"

"She is my wife."

"how?"

Having not seen each other for a long time, Mingchen talked to him about family matters.

This old thing was the first monster he knew about this special world.

In a sense, Mingchen grew up under its care.

He is indeed the one who knows Mingchen best and has the closest relationship with Mingchen.

So it was natural that Mingchen wanted to tell the other person about the person he liked.

"Really extraordinary."

The roots of the old trees are spread throughout Qingchi County.

Not to mention the small Ming residence, when Mingchen brought Lingyu into the Qingchi, the old tree already knew of Lingyu's existence.

"Hahahaha~"

"I love hearing this!"

"When we get married, I'll pour you a bucket of good wine!"

Old Tree: ...

Thank you so much, you are really capable.

"Um...Young Master?"

Not far away, several servants saw Mingchen laughing at the old tree in the yard, and they couldn't help but shout at Mingchen with some trepidation.

After so many years, the young master's hysteria still seems to be not cured.

What the hell is going on?

……

"My most beautiful sister, what are you thinking about?"

Beautiful flowers are blooming in the yard, and water droplets are falling down the petals.

The woman cast aside her usual cold and tough demeanor in the military camp. She wore a tight black casual dress, her long black hair draped over her shoulders. She sat quietly in the yard, looking at the swaying flowers.

When the mind is peaceful, the years are quiet and good.

At some point, a figure appeared behind her, his arms secretly passed through her slender waist and hugged her from behind.

The frivolous laughter blew to my ears along with the warm breeze.

Ling Yu's whole body trembled, and his thoughts returned.

After noticing the person coming, his tense body relaxed instantly.

What came with it was a pounding heart and a slightly red face.

It was too intimate, and reminded her of some things she would only do at night.

Love is as sticky as water. I have experienced it many times, but it is still as heart-wrenching as it was at the beginning.

She let out a light breath and said to Mingchen, "I'm thinking, fate is really mysterious."

Everything that is happening now seems like a dream.

Ling Yu came down the mountain just wanting to take the imperial examination to command the army in the northern border and kill all 100,000 enemy troops to avenge the destruction of his family and the death of his loved ones.

But since she met this person, everything has changed, whether it is the situation in the world or herself... everything has changed.

Before going down the mountain, she never thought that she would split the dynasty and disobey the imperial edict.

She also didn't expect that she would like someone so much, and now... she was going to marry him.

"Hahaha~"

When Sister Dai is thinking, there is always a kind of cute contrast.

Mingchen smiled and asked Lingyu, "How is it? Did my parents give you any trouble?"

Ling Yu shook his head: "No, they are all good people."

Perhaps it is because Mingchen has been constantly raising his threshold since he was a child, Mingchen's parents are truly rare parents in this era.

There is absolutely none of the arrogance and majesty typical of a feudal patriarch.

He gets along quite harmoniously with Ling Yu.

He never asked Ling Yu anything when he spoke to her, but only chatted with her about some interesting things about Ming Chen. As long as Ling Yu didn't talk about her own affairs, he wouldn't ask either.

However, Ling Yu still introduced himself honestly.

She is sincere enough and doesn't want to hide anything.

Both parents died, her family was broken, she joined the army and killed people... After the initial impression, she revealed everything about herself.

The expected displeasure did not occur.

When Li Huixiang heard her life story, her eyes were full of pity. She hugged her gently and said that she had been wronged.

After hearing about her identity as a general, Lao Ming was shocked and said that his own boy was worthy of such a heroic woman?

Her younger brothers and sisters also liked her very much and kept pestering her to tell them stories about the outside world.

After only staying here for a few days, Ling Yu was accepted by this family.

All her worries disappeared, and her tense mood gradually calmed down.

Ling Yu leaned against Ming Chen and whispered, "It would be great if I could take you to see my master."

Her family was broken, and her master was her relative. If possible, she really wanted to take Mingchen to meet her master.

During the time Ling Yu was in the south, he also sent letters home to his master.

However, according to intelligence, her master is no longer in Yushan and has been away for some time. Perhaps her master left not long after she came down the mountain.

Master didn't say anything about marrying Mingchen, so it seems that he agreed.

Mingchen touched Lingyu's hair and said, "We'll see each other someday."

In a few days, Feng Xiaozhong and his family will come over and participate in Ling Yu's marriage as the parents of the family.

Mingchen took Lingyu's hand and said with a smile, "Come on, sister, how about going out for a walk with me?"

To Xiao Xinyue, they are strategists and generals who plan for the world and fight on the battlefield.

But in this hometown county, they are just a couple who are about to enter into a happy marriage.

Just leave those complicated matters of etiquette to your parents.

Mingchen now wants to hold this girl's hand, go to the county town where he grew up, have a date, stroll around, talk to her, and have some fun.

Enjoy this peaceful and quiet moment.

Lao Shu said that cultivating the mind is practicing.

Doing what you want and dealing with human relations are also forms of spiritual practice.

(End of this chapter)