326. Return to the world

Mo Tiange stepped on the cloud-stepping boots and looked down at the town below.

It's a tiny town, with only a few streets and stalls scattered around the streets. There were not many people coming and going, most of them were farmers and civilians.

She swept her gaze one by one, looking for familiar traces.

The inn, the noodle stall, the tall tea-shaped flag by the bridge at the entrance of the town......

It's as if time has passed, back to ninety years.

Follow the path out of town, not far away, to a small village.

At the east end of the village, there are a few houses scattered around, and the river meanders through it, and the smoke curls from the cooking.

This is just a small village under the Liancheng of the Jin Kingdom, and there are only three or four hundred people in the whole village, which is very ordinary in the world.

But here, the meaning for her is different.

This is her hometown. She was born and raised here, and had a happy childhood under the care of her mother.

Ninety years are like water, I can't hold the smoke between my fingers, the little girl of the year is now a monk of Jiedan, and the people of the year have become a pile of dry bones, and the loess is a handful.

She saw the house with the small courtyard at the east end of the village, freshly painted, with bright roof tiles, and a fù person sweeping the courtyard—she naturally didn't know it.

When my mother died, she left, and this house must have been given to an uncle, right? The house is still the same room, but I can't find the home I remember anymore.

She sighed softly and closed her eyes.

Xianfan is different, she is too forgetful, she will no longer dwell on the past, but when she sees the traces of her childhood, she still can't hide the faint sadness in her heart.

The ancestral hall still stands in the west of the village, and although there are traces of renovation, the walls are still much older. She walked and couldn't help but want to see if there was still an unsmiling old master, a narrow library.

In that small library, she learned about such a world of cultivating immortals for the first time, and embarked on such a path......

Seeing her enter the village, many villagers ran out of the house and pointed at her, but they did not have the courage to step forward.

She is dressed in a Taoist robe that is not stained with dust, her eyebrows are picturesque, and her bearing is graceful, like a fairy coming to the world, which is completely different from them in the village.

She walked through the village paths, walked through the ninety years, and the little girl who was thin and weak, and was no different from these villagers, had become a graceful and graceful monk.

She pushed open the door to the ancestral hall.

This time, someone finally ran over in a panic and wanted to stop her: "This girl, this is the ancestral hall of our Mo family, women are not allowed to enter the ......" Facing her, she couldn't even speak, and in the end it turned into a slur.

"I'm just coming back and seeing." She whispered, stepping into the threshold of the lobby.

This lobby does not allow women to enter, she only entered once, but it changed the fate of her life.

Under the invisible coercion of Monk Jiedan, the person who stopped her never dared to step forward, watching her step in, watching her stand in front of the ancestral tablet, watching her reach out and caress one of the tablets.

Although women are not allowed to enter the ancestral hall, their mother has recruited a son-in-law, and the tablet is still in the ancestral hall after death.

At that time, she had not yet confirmed the death of her father, so she only had a lonely spiritual position for her mother, and she was afraid that no one would worship her all these years.

Mother, do you feel very lonely when you are here alone? My daughter will take you away and be buried with your father, okay?

She thought silently in her heart, smiled, flicked her sleeves slightly, and the dust on the tablet stopped, and then put the tablet into the Qiankun bag.

"Girl!" The man was shocked, "You ......"

"Don't panic," she turned her head and smiled at the man, "I am a descendant of the Mo family, and this is my mother's spirit, and I am here to collect it today." ”

Hearing this, the man was stunned and speechless: "You ......"

This is a young man of fifty or sixty years old, who has seen all the children in the village, but the woman in front of him is completely strange. This fairy-like girl is a descendant of the Mo family?

Mo Tiange turned his head and looked at the highest position.

Mo Yaoqing's position, there are only these five words on the yù card, and there is no title. However, ancestors are not mortal things, but I am afraid that none of today's descendants know about it, right? But I don't know what the mystery is in this tablet......

She sank for a moment, raised her hand slightly, and the yù brand flew out of thin air and fell into her hand.

Seeing this scene, the little old man who had stopped her was shocked: "You...... You...... Girl, are you an immortal? ”

Mo Tiange paused and looked sideways: "How do you know?" ”

Xiao Lao'er looked at the position where she took the tablet again, and was suddenly shocked: "You are, you are ......"

Mo Tiange's brows furrowed slightly: "Do you know who I am?" ”

Xiao Lao'er took a breath, and suddenly knelt down and kowtowed: "Mo Yijia has seen the second aunt." ”

Second aunt? This title made Mo Tiange in a trance for a moment, thinking about it carefully, she was indeed the second among the girls in the clan that year, Tianqiao was the eldest granddaughter, and she was the second granddaughter.

She smiled slightly: "It's been ninety years, I didn't expect someone to remember me." ”

The little old man looked up at her in awe and said, "The second aunt was taken away by the immortals back then, which is something that our whole village knows. Second aunt, please wait here, I, I'll go and ask the eldest uncle. ”

Big Uncle? Before Mo Tiange could ask, the little old man got up trembling and hurriedly ran out.

According to the title of this little old man, she should be two generations older than him, and the eldest uncle is also called two generations older, is there still a living Mo family in her generation?

Mo Tiange felt a little incredible, but after a while, she would know the answer. Smiling, she looked down at Mo Yaoqing's tablet.

This tablet is made of yù, and it is a yù with aura, she was still young when she left Mojia Village, and she didn't know what to see, and she didn't feel that there was a small prohibition here.

This prohibition is very exquisite, if it weren't for the fact that she is very proficient in formation, and she has read Mo Yaoqing's handwriting, I am afraid that it will be difficult to see through this cultivation at a glance, just as this is an ordinary piece of aura.

She smiled slightly, gathered aura between her fingers, and leaned into the yù card.

The hard yù card was like mist, and she pinched out a yù from it, and the yù card was intact.

After taking out the yù Jane, most of the aura on the tablet had dissipated. Mo Tiange raised his hand and put Mo Yaoqing's tablet back in its place, and Yù Jian put it in his Qiankun bag.

There are more and more people around the entrance of the ancestral hall. For the first time, the villagers of Mojia Village saw a woman enter the ancestral hall, and Mo Yijia, who guarded the ancestral hall, not only did not stop her, but also kowtowed to her. They surrounded the gate of the ancestral hall, pointing at Mo Tiange and whispering to guess her identity, but they didn't dare to come in.

"Grandpa, grandpa is here." There was a stir in the crowd.

"Uncle Gong," Mo Yijia's voice moved, "here, the second aunt is here." ”

The crowd was cleared, and an old man with trembling hair and crane hair that could barely walk was helped in. Seeing him coming, everyone respectfully stepped away.

The old man raised his head, stared at Mo Tiange with cloudy eyes for a long time, his expression was shocked, and he approached tremblingly: "Tiange...... Are you Tiange? ”

In my memory, I couldn't find any traces, but the old man in front of me coincided with the grandfather in my mind.

Mo Tiange looked at the old man in front of him who was about to die, and said softly: "You...... Is it Tianjun? ”

The old man's muddy tears fell: "You're finally back......"

Mo Tiange took a deep breath. Tianjun ...... Two years older than her, right? She is now ninety-eight, Tianjun should be one hundred years old, and she is still alive?

"Tianjun, are you okay?" Looking at the old man in front of him who couldn't even walk, Mo Tiange let out a sigh, this time he returned to the world, he really didn't expect to meet acquaintances, and thought that after ninety years, the world was already a sea of vicissitudes.

"I ...... It's good, it's good to live to be a hundred years old...... It's good...... Mo Tianjun trembled and wiped his tears, "When people are old, they are ...... Easy to move. ”

Back then, they were all children, and he always liked to bully this sister and always like to pull her braids. Later, when I grew up, I realized that I should also care for this sister, but it didn't take long for her to leave, never to return.

Now he was dying, with one foot in the coffin, and she finally returned, but she was still young.

He wiped away his tears, suddenly remembered something, and said, "By the way, Tianqiao...... She also went to your world, you know......"

Mo Tiange's gaze dimmed. Tianqiao's death is the regret of her life.

"I've met her...... she whispered, "but she's gone." ”

"Really?" Mo Tianjun sighed, but he didn't feel so sad, he lived this age, he saw too much life and death, and was used to the death of his relatives, not to mention his parents and brothers, even his own children have passed away, and his grandchildren have begun to grow old...... He didn't know how he had survived so long. "Tianqiao is not an immortal, I guessed that she has probably passed away......"

Mo Tiange didn't explain. It's okay to let him think like this, he is already so old, and he has already been mentally prepared, why bother to make him sad again?

"Tiange, you...... You're already an immortal, aren't you? ”

Mo Tiange smiled slightly: "Yes, I am now successful in cultivating and have the ability of immortals." ”

Hearing this, Mo Tianjun didn't speak, and the young man who had been supporting him suddenly knelt down: "Taigu Zu, since you are already an immortal, please save Grandpa, Grandpa Tai ...... him"

Halfway through the young man's words, Mo Tiange raised his hand and stopped the next words: "You don't need to say more, your grandfather is a mortal, and it is already God's mercy to live to be a hundred years old, I can make him healthy, but I can't change his cycle of life and death." ”

"Taigu Zu ......"

"Xin'er!" Mo Tianjun snorted, although he was old and his voice was hoarse, he still had prestige, and the young man immediately didn't dare to say it anymore.

Mo Tianjun looked at Mo Tiange and said, "People are born, old, sick and die, I have lived for so long, I am satisfied, but these descendants of the Mo family ...... Tiange, I know, what kind of spiritual root do you cultivators want, and with spiritual roots, you have the opportunity to cultivate immortals. I beg you with a cheeky face today, if our descendants of the Mo family have this spiritual root, please give them some opportunities. ”

People speak slowly when they are old, Mo Tianjun said such a long time, he was already tired, and the young man hurriedly got up to support him.

Mo Tiange glanced at the young man and smiled slightly: "Okay, I am also a descendant of the Mo family, and I should do it with my hands." But whether there is a fairy fate, but it is not for me to decide, today, all the descendants of the Mo family can come here to try whether there is a fairy fate, if there is, I will take him on the fairy road, if not, then break the thought. ”