Yu Xian

I saw a middle-aged man pulling away the crowd and rushing to Yu Xian, with pride and longing on his face.

He looked at Yu Xian, his lips trembling, and said softly: "What is going on?"

Yu Xian looked at him and said softly: "Third uncle...I...I'm sorry...forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye..."

Uncle Zhang looked at Yu Xian intently, and finally burst out laughing. He said with pride in his eyes: "You kid, you always have an idea. Whatever you do, you always have concerns in your heart. What can I say, Uncle? Okay. Ah! Okay! It doesn’t matter what you do, as long as you come back, that’s fine!”

Yu Xian nodded lightly and said, "Well, I'm back..."

The crowd gathered around Yu Xian, like stars holding the moon. They were all inexplicably excited that the child who had left the village was now back home in fine clothes.

Among them, except for the children who were young back then, they all knew Yu Xian.

Although Yu Xian is an orphan, after all, he has received favors from every family.

Now that Yu Xian has returned home in fine clothes, he will naturally have to help everyone in return, right? I have to do something good for everyone, right?

This is nothing more than a commonplace mentality, but this is not evil, it is actually normal.

On the contrary, those who think this idea is abnormal are the real traitors.

Because this kind of person just wants to take advantage and never wants anything in return.

If you ask him to repay you, he will think you are morally kidnapping.

There were endless voices all around, and Yu Xian responded to them one by one with a smile. There were all kinds of uncles and aunts, and he would never call anyone wrong.

The old village chief shouted loudly: "Xiao Xian'er is done! Returning home in rich clothes! This is a great event! Every household should provide something! The richer should provide meat! The richer should provide meat! The poorer should provide vegetables! The poorer should provide rice. Come forward! Let’s hold a meeting in our village tonight to congratulate Xiao Xian’er!”

All the villagers responded happily.

Yu Xian smiled shyly.

While talking, many people entered the village and came to the center of the village.

Yu Xian's smile suddenly stopped, and he looked ahead with a complicated look in his eyes.

"Sun...Grandpa Sun..."

Yu Xian's voice was a little hoarse, and he whispered: "That elm tree...the elm tree trunk...have you uprooted it?"

I saw the center of the village, where there used to be a big elm tree, but later the elm trees were killed and only the stumps of the elm trees remained.

It has become an open space, and the elm tree trunks have long since disappeared.

It is normal for a dead tree stump to be dug up by villagers.

But after Yu Xian saw it, even though he understood, he still felt pain in his heart. He wanted to be angry, but he didn't know how to get angry...

Why should he be angry with the villagers?

"It's dug."

The village chief nodded and sighed: "Originally we didn't want to dig it. This elm tree has been kind to our village. We feel guilty for not protecting it. If we keep the roots, maybe they can sprout in the future? Who would dig it? It's just that? Two years ago, another immortal came to the village and said he wanted the roots of the tree, and then promised us to protect the village for two years so that the village would be free from disasters, intrusions, and the weather would be smooth, so..."

The village chief sighed: "So I agreed and let him dig it away."

Yu Xian's eyes narrowed, and he looked at the village chief and asked, "Grandpa Sun, is the immortal chief still there?"

"Of course."

The village chief showed a smile and said: "The immortal kept his word. He dug out the roots of the elm tree and practiced cultivation in the back mountain. If the village suffered from drought, he would cast spells to bring down the water. If there was a flood, he would cast spells to induce water. Go, so the village has had a bumper harvest in the past two years. Look at those terraced fields, they are growing very well!"

In the back mountain...

Yu Xian's eyes flickered, and he nodded slightly and said: "Then this immortal is really good, Grandpa Sun, I would like to meet him."

"No, no."

The village chief shook his head quickly: "The Immortal doesn't like anyone to disturb him. Besides, the two-year period is about to end. In autumn, the Immortal will leave. Little Xian'er, please don't disturb him, lest you make the Immortal angry. "

"Well, I'm not going, so where is he? Grandpa Sun, tell me, lest I wander in and break in."

Yu Xian smiled.

The village chief smiled and said: "You are a sensible child, you know the importance. The immortal chief lives on the first mountain behind the village. Just don't go to that mountain. You can visit other places as you like."

"well."

Yu Xian smiled and nodded, with a cold look in his eyes.

In the evening, the village became completely lively.

With every household contributing some food, a grand party was held in the village. Yu Xian returned home rich and prosperous, making all the villagers proud!

Yu Xian also responded to the greetings of every villager with a smile, drank the wine sent by each villager, and chatted with them.

Tell me how much business you have done outside, how much money you have made, and how much world you have seen.

At the end, it seemed that he was drunk, so he took out the silver coins that had been exchanged for a long time from the storage bag and gave them to the villagers.

And those villagers didn't think much about why Yu Xian could keep taking out silver ingots from his arms.

They took the silver ingot and were happy!

This child was not raised in vain! No free help!

Yu Xian saw their joy, and his whole face was filled with excitement and joy.

This is pride, this is the ultimate meaning of returning home in glory.

The fun lasted until midnight, and all the villagers were drunk.

Yu Xian also "drunkly" returned to the home he had not been to for five years.

Although I haven't returned home for five years, it is obvious that someone comes over every once in a while to clean up.

As a result, nothing has changed in the house except for a mildew smell.

Yu Xian said goodbye to the villagers who sent him here, returned to the house and closed the door.

In just two or three steps, he came to the bed and stared at the old bed in a daze, as if he could vaguely see his youth.

He seemed to see his parents teasing the child on the bed.

He seemed to see his frail mother coughing on the bed...

His eyes felt a little hot unconsciously, Yu Xian raised his hand to wipe it, then gently reached out to touch the bed and closed his eyes.

After a long time, Yu Xian opened his eyes again, and his eyes returned to calm.

The smell of alcohol on his body had long dissipated, his eyes were clear, he turned around and walked to the door, cast a spell, and then took a step and flew away.

At night, no one saw Yu Xian in the night, flying to the back mountain.

The monk who dug the roots of the big elm tree actually stayed in the back mountain and helped the villagers, which was beyond Yu Xian's expectation.

The big elm tree was dead.

As a spiritual object, the roots of the big elm tree are naturally good materials.

Yu Xian guessed that it must be at least a third-level material.

So it is normal for a cultivator to take it away because of greed.

However, the cultivator did not leave... Anyway, it is rare to really do what he said and help the villagers of Dayushu Village to solve disasters and difficulties.

Yu Xian looked calm, and he came with the wind and soon arrived at the back mountain.

He was too familiar with the back mountain. He could be said to have searched all over the mountain. There was no place he had not been to.

Now that he fell into the mountain, it took him less than two minutes to find the place where the cultivator practiced.

A small formation surrounded the surroundings, and a faint gray mist rose. If a mortal villager came in, he would definitely get lost.

But Yu Xian understood after just one look that this was just a second-level formation. Although it had an effect, it was not great.

However, Yu Xian did not force his way in, but raised his hand and waved, and a water tornado roared out.

Boom!

The formation swayed suddenly, and a low voice came from inside: "Who is colliding with my formation!?"

Yu Xian said slowly: "Daoist friends inside, come out and see."

The formation shook and changed rapidly, and the gray fog condensed into stone-like things, rotating continuously, and the spiritual power also surged several times!

This is a second-level formation that combines offense and defense.

I saw a man wearing a brown Taoist robe, stepping out of the cave covered by the formation, looking at Yu Xian, frowning and saying: "Who are you, why do you want to break into my formation? This formation of mine is not something you can break into just by saying it!"

This man has the cultivation level of the late stage of Qi Condensation, and he doesn't look very old, so he is considered a genius.

Yu Xian said slowly: "I came here for no other reason, but one thing. Please return the elm tree root to me. I can compensate you with other things."

"It's incomprehensible."

The man sneered when he heard it: "What elm tree root? I don't know what you are talking about! If you have nothing to do, please leave quickly! So as not to cause misunderstandings!"

Yu Xian's expression turned cold, and he raised his hand and pressed the second-level formation in the air.

The whole formation began to twist instantly, and a huge spiritual force pressed down, like a mountain pressing down on the top. The formation reached its limit in just a breath!

As long as Yu Xian used a little more strength, the formation would be forcibly broken.

Then the formation eye, formation flag and other objects of this second-level formation would also explode directly!

The man's face changed drastically on the spot. He couldn't help but take a step back and hurriedly shouted: "Daoyou, Daoyou! Daoyou, stop it!"

Yu Xian said lightly: "I want the elm tree root. Please return it to me."

The man rolled his eyes and laughed dryly: "Dao, Daoyou, that tree root, I have made it into a magic weapon..."

"Huh!?"

Yu Xian's eyes flashed with a fierce light, raised his hand and pressed it down, and said indifferently: "What did you say!?"

"Ah! No! No! I haven't done it yet! The tree root is still there, still there!"

The man was shocked and almost screamed out of his voice.

Yu Xian didn't really break the formation, but just stretched out his hand and said: "Give it back to me, as for compensation, you name the price."

The man had a constipated look on his face, and his eyes were full of annoyance and regret.

I should have left earlier!

Why did you agree to protect those villagers for two years?

This is good. Before the two years are up, such a strong man has come. It is estimated that he must have at least perfected Qi Condensation.

The elm tree root had just been broken into ten pieces, and he was going to use it to polish it into ten array devices and create a third-level array.

But before it could be created... it was about to change hands!

Gritting his teeth, the man had to shout: "Daoyou, wait a moment! I will go and move the tree root out for you!"

The big elm tree root was not small, and his storage bag could not fit it, so he had to put it in the cave.

He turned and rushed into the cave, and after a while, pieces of elm tree roots were taken out and arranged in order, which was a complete big elm tree root.

The tree root was withered and yellow, without any vitality, dead as dead as dead.

Yu Xian looked at the tree root, with sadness in his eyes, took a deep breath, and waved his hand suddenly.

The elm tree root that was more than ten meters wide and three meters high was collected by him.

Then, Yu Xian looked at the man and said calmly: "What compensation do you want?"

The man was already looking at Yu Xian with his eyes wide open.

Such a big elm tree root, he just took it away?

He has... a mid-level storage bag?

Then he is... a foundation-building expert! ?

Plop!

The man suddenly knelt on the ground, looked at Yu Xian with shining eyes, and shouted loudly: "Senior! Junior Baliming! Junior does not want any compensation, junior only wants to be by your side! Please help me!"