Chapter 4583 Things are different and people are different
Ye Xiaochuan and A Chitong landed grandly on Zhenwu Square at the top of Samsara Peak.
There are many people in the huge square at this moment, with a few tens of thousands to 20,000. The second-level Ten Thousand Immortals Platform that was specially cultivated for the Human League still exists.
The sky stele guarding the Shenshan Mountain still stands on Zhenwu Square. No matter in terms of width or height, this copycat sky stele is more magnificent than the original sky stele on the Shenshan Mountain. It has become the symbol of Cangyun Sect.
Another sign.
Most of the disciples gathered in the square were disciples from outside, with Cangyun Sect disciples accounting for only about one-third.
More than 10,000 disciples gathered in the square, mainly for communication.
Some communicate through language, and some communicate through magical weapons.
People kept flying up and leaving in the air, and people kept falling down.
Therefore, the arrival of Achitong and Ye Xiaochuan did not arouse anyone's suspicion.
Over the past ten years, this place has not changed at all, but Ye Xiaochuan looked sad when he saw the majestic Reincarnation Hall to the west again.
This is the place that changed his life and destiny.
He was born because of the Cangyun Sect, but he also died because of the Cangyun Sect.
What he is now is just a rebirth after death.
Over the past ten years, the most familiar place in my memory seems to have become the strangest place now.
Standing on the Ten Thousand Immortals Platform, this is the place where his mother died ten years ago.
Ye Xiaochuan glanced around, and it seemed that Ye Xiaochuan from two time and space overlapped at this moment.
One is now, and the other is the moment before Fairy Liuyun died ten years ago.
Fairy Liuyun held Ye Xiaochuan's hand tightly and said softly: "Your father said that you were given to us by God, so he named you Tianci."
"Today is your birthday. You didn't finish the longevity noodles in the morning. This is unlucky and makes my mother very sad."
"Mom, I really want to see you grow up, get married and have children."
"Mom can't accompany you anymore. Mom can never see you again..." "Xiaochuan, Xiaochuan, let mom touch your face..." "The sky is blue and the night is vast. There is a man who cries at night in my family.
A gentleman passing by reads this three times and sleeps until dawn.
The sky is blue and the night is vast... My family... has a... night... crying..." Every sentence and word that Fairy Liuyun said before her death echoed clearly in Ye Xiaochuan's ears.
The corners of Ye Xiaochuan's eyes were moist.
The biggest regret in his life was that he could not fulfill his filial piety in front of his mother.
Even if it's just one day.
A Chitong saw that Ye Xiaochuan had a strange look on his face, and knew that Ye Xiaochuan had remembered some sad and painful events from ten years ago.
He was afraid that Ye Xiaochuan's abnormal expression would reveal his identity, so he whispered: "Mr. Ye, there is a mixture of dragons and snakes here. It is not suitable to stay for a long time. It is best to leave first and deal with your affairs."
Ye Xiaochuan slowly calmed down his sadness and sighed softly.
He nodded and said: "Let's go."
Ye Xiaochuan is changing bit by bit.
In the past ten years, he has never dared to face his mother's death.
Now, he can stand at the place where his mother's life and soul were extinguished.
He is getting stronger mentally.
And this kind of inner strength is the best way to deal with inner demons.
After the two stayed at Wanxiantai for a while, they left Zhenwu Square and flew towards the mountainside of Samsara Peak.
Ye Xiaochuan deliberately avoided many of Cangyun's friends this time and came here just to do one thing.
His good brother brings great wealth.
Although, in the past ten years, Cangyun Sect has been promoting to the outside world that the sacred bird of prosperity is one of Cangyun Sect's mountain-protecting spiritual birds.
But Ye Xiaochuan believes that Wangcai has not forgotten him, and it must be waiting for him to come back to find him.
The wealth belongs to Ye Xiaochuan.
In the past, Ye Xiaochuan lived in seclusion, and his identity was easily exposed with his obvious wealth.
Things are different now. Ye Xiaochuan has returned to the world and plans to fight in the three realms. He no longer has to hide his identity.
It’s time to let wealth return to you.
Arriving at the disciple's residence on the mountainside, Ye Xiaochuan's mood became even more solemn.
Scenes from the past came to mind. When he was young, he never thought that one day he would be expelled from Cangyun.
I never thought that one day I would come back here again in this way.
When I revisit my old place, things have changed and people have changed.
This plunged Ye Xiaochuan into an extremely complex emotional battle.
He never hated Yu Jizi for everything he did to him.
If he were the leader of Cangyun, he would have struck out that sword against "Ye Xiaochuan" back then.
All his hatred comes from his mother's death.
More and more familiar faces appeared in front of him.
Those are almost all disciples on Samsara Peak.
Ye Xiaochuan could only calm down.
Soon, he came to the courtyard where he once lived.
The courtyard door was open. Ye Xiaochuan knew clearly that his master and junior sister were in Kunlun Mountain, but he still stopped in front of his courtyard door.
It's like a wanderer who has been away for many years and now returns home.
Yes, it's home.
Everyone has a home in his heart.
The home in Ye Xiaochuan's heart has always been Cangyun Sect. Even though he is now the leader of Guixuan Sect, this concept has not changed.
Achitong also knew that this was where Ye Xiaochuan once lived, and whispered: "Would you like to go in and have a look?"
Ye Xiaochuan didn't speak, but his feet had already crossed the threshold and walked into the courtyard.
The furnishings in the yard are almost the same as in my memory. There is a round stone table in the middle, and next to it is the old alcoholic master's lounge chair.
The industrious junior sister Xiaozhu has already cleared the snow in the yard.
A few winter plums in the corner are blooming in the wind.
Ye Xiaochuan stood in the yard, looking at everything familiar, feeling very sad in his heart.
He walked through the kitchen and walked to the room that once belonged to him.
Then, he gently opened the door and walked in slowly.
The furnishings in the room were almost exactly the same as when he left ten years ago, without any changes.
The extra thing is half a bowl of noodles on the bedside table.
The day of the accident was Ye Xiaochuan's birthday. Fairy Liuyun once cooked in person and made a bowl of longevity noodles for Ye Xiaochuan. However, Ye Xiaochuan only ate a few bites and left in a hurry, saying that he would come back to eat in the evening.
Once he left, he never came back.
The half-eaten longevity noodles have been waiting here for ten years.
If it were in the mortal world, the noodles would have been rotten long ago.
Zui Taoist used a secret method to seal the half bowl of longevity noodles, so that until now, the longevity noodles have not changed at all.
Seeing this bowl of noodles, Ye Xiaochuan finally couldn't help but shed tears.
He tremblingly picked up the longevity noodles and picked up the chopsticks next to him.
He murmured in his mouth: "Mom, I'm back, Master, I'm back..." Seeing Ye Xiaochuan's face full of tears, A Chitong sighed softly in her heart, and was about to close the door and let Ye Xiaochuan be there by himself.
When the emotions that have been suppressed for many years are vented in the room.
Suddenly, a handsome boy in his teens ran in from outside.
Seeing Achitong standing in front of the door of "Uncle Xiaochuan", the young man immediately shouted: "Who are you?
