Rebirth of the willow tree, creating the strongest tribe in the ages

Chapter 862: Zhulu Academy and Six-eared Macaque

The courtyard gate opened, and Shen Zhinan's tone was a little resentful, but he had waited for a long time. If it weren't for the jade pendant still in his hand, he would have thought he was daydreaming a few days ago.

"Have you settled everything at home?" When the country boy saw Shen Zhinan open the door, he had a gentle smile on his face and a bit of concern in his tone.

Grandpa Lin once said that when you go out, you must bring the harmonious atmosphere of the village to others and never think that you are superior to others.

Although the country boy had tried his best to make himself look amiable, he was, after all, an Immortal King with infinite dignity and majesty. Just a hint of him was enough to make Shen Zhinan tremble all over.

Shen Zhinan hurriedly replied respectfully: "Everything has been arranged. There are not many things in the house, so it will be quick to clean up. It's just that..." At this point, Shen Zhinan's voice paused slightly, and a hint of hesitation appeared on his face.

Seeing this, Tuwazi guessed something in his mind, so he asked, "Brother Shen, do you have any other needs? You can raise them now, and we will definitely handle them for you within our capabilities."

Shen Zhinan was delighted when he heard this, but he was also a little nervous. He opened his mouth, hesitated for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage to say, "In fact, I dare to ask you two adults if you can take my wife with you?"

He is alone now, and the woman is his last relative, not to mention that she is pregnant with his child. He would not feel at ease if he left the woman alone.

When asking this question, Shen Zhinan was quite nervous. After all, being able to give himself an opportunity was already a rare opportunity, and he still wanted to take advantage of it.

When Tu Wa Zi heard this, his face was not displeased at all. Instead, he smiled and said, "Brother Shen, don't worry. This little thing is of course possible. Even if you don't tell me, I will ask. After all, you are going on a long journey. If you leave your family alone, you will inevitably worry about them."

When Shen Zhinan heard this, a warm current suddenly surged in his heart, and his eyes could not help but turn red. He immediately bowed his hands and said gratefully: "Thank you for your understanding! I am very grateful!"

At this time, the woman in the house also heard the conversation outside, and she was surprised and happy. She didn't expect that her man actually met a noble person, who didn't have hysteria, and this noble person was so reasonable.

The most important thing is that the man has not forgotten himself.

She hurried out of the house, came to Shen Zhinan, bowed slightly to Tuwazi and Gu Chen, and choked up a little: "Thank you, sir!"

Before leaving, Shen Zhinan looked back at the dilapidated earthen-walled house, and an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart.

Although this place is simple, it is the home he and the woman live in. Now, they are leaving this place and heading for an unknown world.

However, thinking of the new life that was about to begin, Shen Zhinan was full of anticipation and longing.

He believed that their family would be able to live a better life.

The most important thing is that you can also secure a bright and glorious future for your unborn child, and not have your life determined at birth.

At this time, the country boy waved his hand, and amid the exclamations of Shen Zhinan and the woman, the scene in front of them changed rapidly, and they arrived at the original site of Liu Village in the lower world.

Old Man Lin had specifically instructed the two to climb up the ladder.

...

Great wilderness, Nanjiang.

There are many mountains and many forks in the road.

After parting with Tuwazi and Shi Hao, the Valkyrie headed straight to Zhulu Academy
The woman was wearing a light blue long skirt, the hem of which swayed gently in the wind, like the sparkling surface of a lake. She looked both noble and elegant, yet agile and graceful.

Her hair is as bright as the Milky Way, gently falling on her shoulders, and her waist is as soft as a willow branch, making people want to hug her.

As the distance got closer, the Valkyrie's mood became more and more complicated, with anxiety and anticipation intertwined together, surging like a tide.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, she is no longer the carefree and high-spirited senior sister in the academy, but an immortal immortal, living as long as the heaven and the earth, and coexisting with all things and stars in the universe.

The wheel of time rolled forward, taking away too many people and things. The Valkyrie felt more homesick as she got closer. In fact, she knew very well in her heart that a million years was too far and too long for the lower realm where the Venerable was already an extremely powerful existence.

Those mentors, fellow students, and brothers who once fought side by side with her have probably now turned into a handful of earth, lying quietly in some corner, with weeds growing on their graves, swaying in the wind, telling of the ruthlessness of time.

Talent, this seemingly simple but extremely heavy word, is of vital importance to every living being.

Although it is a bit cruel, it is the fact. It determines how far you can go and how high you can reach.

The Valkyrie was deeply touched by this. Back then, she was known as the eldest sister in the academy, riding a five-colored bird, and was the best among the younger generation. However, that was only in the remote corner of the Great Wilderness in the Lower Realm. The outside world was so vast, let alone the Immortal Realm, the Nine Heavens and the Ten Earths, even if she was placed in the first Heaven Realm in the Lower Realm, she might not be ranked in the top.

With her talent, it was impossible for her to become an immortal. If Dequan had not asked that adult for help, she would have probably run out of life and turned into dust long ago.

There is nothing to be afraid of death, but in an age of great contention, it is right to die a worthy death.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a surge of gratitude in her heart.

However, even though she was mentally prepared, she still couldn't help but want to go to Zhulu Academy in person.

Perhaps, there she could meet the descendants of her old acquaintances and take care of them, making the friendship they had established worthwhile.

With one step, the surrounding scenery quickly retreated like lightning, and hundreds of thousands of miles of territory disappeared in the blink of an eye under the Valkyrie's feet.

Soon, the scene ahead changed significantly.

In front of us, nine tall peaks were arranged in an orderly manner, like nine giant dragons winding and circling, majestic and imposing. Each peak had a waterfall pouring down from the top, like the Milky Way hanging upside down, with water droplets splashing everywhere and making a deafening sound.

Especially the giant peak in the middle, which is steep and rugged, like a long sword piercing the sky. The front of the peak seems to have been cut by a sharp blade, and the surface is as smooth as a mirror, just like a huge piece of tofu.

On the top of the giant peak, there are four big characters engraved: "Zhulu Academy".

These four characters have become mottled and broken after being eroded by wind and rain, but they still exude a vigorous and ancient atmosphere.

The Valkyrie looked at the scene before her and couldn't help but feel an inexplicable excitement in her heart.

This force, which was once one of the most powerful in the Wilderness along with the old Butian Pavilion, still existed. She felt relieved and thought her trip was not in vain.

After all, that's millions of years, which is almost an astronomical number. Not to mention an individual, even a powerful force at its peak can hardly last long after such a long time.
The Valkyrie landed at the foot of the mountain and looked up at the towering peak. She thought to herself: I wonder how Zhulu Academy is doing now, and whether anyone still remembers her as the former senior sister?
However, she did not show up, but hid her figure and went straight to the mountain gate.

She didn't want to alarm anyone, she just came to revisit the old place as a returnee.

Moreover, there should be no one familiar to him in the courtyard now, so what does it matter whether he shows up or not.

Compared to the scenes in my memory, there are some changes inside. Over the years, some buildings have long since decayed and collapsed, and now they are all newly built buildings.

However, you can still barely see some traces of the past.

Time has left deep traces on it, and one can feel that it has been repaired countless times.

Somewhere, there was a lot of noise and a group of young disciples were practicing. The Valkyrie looked up and saw them, feeling a surge of emotion in her heart.

She seemed to see herself sweating and practicing hard here in the past, and seemed to hear the laughter of her fellow apprentices who had fought side by side with her. However, she did not find any old friends along the way.

Obviously, just as she expected, some of the acquaintances have now passed away. Time is merciless, and only piles of bones can be seen among the rolling waves. No one can avoid it unless they become immortal.

As they walked along the road, the Valkyrie looked serious. He vaguely felt that the Zhulu Academy, which had once been advancing in unison and eclectic, was now like an old man in his twilight years.

The strongest person in the academy right now is not even a half-step Venerable. The number of disciples in the sect has also decreased a lot, and the quality is just barely adequate. The fact that they are still alive must be due to their former reputation... and perhaps Liu Cun's care.

If she remembered correctly, there was also a Liu Village in the Great Wilderness, but only some of the old people from that time stayed behind to guard the ancestral land.

Of course, this is only relative.

Any old man who stayed in the lower world from that village is comparable to an emperor of a country.

Moreover, the lower realm and the strong channel are still there. Didn’t they come down through that channel this time? Village Chief Lin would send down certain cultivation supplies every once in a while.

Not finding anyone familiar, the Valkyrie thought for a while and changed direction, passed the academy and went to a mountain.

The mountain is called Cuilan Peak. The peaks are gathered together and surrounded by clouds and mist, just like an elegant ink painting slowly unfolding.

There are towering ancient trees in the mountains, swaying green bamboos, and clear streams flowing through the cracks in the rocks.

This mountain was the mountain where her master lived.

Along the way, the paths were covered with fallen leaves and there was no one around, making it quite desolate and bleak.

In a relatively secluded corner, the Valkyrie discovered a solitary grave mound. In front of the grave stood a stone tablet with a few vigorous and powerful words engraved on it - "Tomb of Li Daen".

These few simple words, however, were like a heavy hammer, hitting her heart so hard that her breathing could not help but stop.

The other party was his mentor.

The Valkyrie's eyes gradually became moist. She slowly walked closer, reached out and gently stroked the stone tablet, feeling the coolness from her fingertips.

The voice, smile and teachings of my mentor have now become the most tender memories in my heart, but have become particularly painful because of this sudden separation.

The Valkyrie could not help but shed tears from her heart, dripping onto the stone tablet. Her tears blurred her vision, and her voice was choked with sorrow.

At this moment, the wind on Cuilan Peak seemed to become heavier, as if mourning for the Valkyrie.

……

After that, for several days, the Valkyrie was the descendant of ordinary old friends. In the end, she only became the descendant of a junior sister. She observed from a distance and found that her talent was too poor and she could only achieve a small success in blood transfer at most.

She left some money, and after thinking about it, she also left some cultivation resources.

Even though he doesn't have the talent, what if one of his descendants, or his descendants' descendants, becomes a genius with extraordinary talent?
It's all uncertain.

Although this has something to do with the talents of both parents, as with everything in the world, there will always be unexpected events.

After staying in the academy for a few more days, Willow God set out for the place where he had agreed to meet with Tuwazi, preparing to return to the fairyland.

The current Zhulu Academy is no longer the one she remembered.

All the old acquaintances are no longer here, and staying here is just reminiscing about the past. There is no need for that anymore.

Before leaving, the Valkyrie secretly left a book on how to ignite the divine fire in the main hall of Zhulu Academy.

For the Immortal Realm, this kind of martial arts is as common as the ones on the street.

However, in the lower world, it is extremely precious. If it were to spread out, it would be enough to cause a bloody storm.

The reason why he left behind a secret manual of mental skills that could ignite the divine fire was also to end the last connection between himself and the academy.

After this farewell, I don’t know how long it will take before I return to the mortal world.

……

Willow Village.

When the sun rises, the sky and the earth seem to be woven with a gorgeous golden gauze. The gentle warm breeze gently blows across the earth, like a moving beauty gently scratching your face with her soft boneless skin, which is quite comfortable.

In the back mountain, there are mountains upon mountains, with towering peaks everywhere. The lush green pines and cypresses are like a green ocean, swaying gently in the wind, making rustling sounds.

At this moment, on a hill.

The rocks are arranged in rows and have a smooth surface.

On a certain rock, two figures, one big and one small, sat side by side.

They are two monkeys with shiny fur.

With a dignified posture, like that of a practitioner, he sits upright on the rock, breathing evenly and rhythmically, quietly absorbing the essence of the sun.

The big monkey has golden hair that sparkles like the sun, and its eyes are deep and calm, as if it can see through everything in the world.

It has a strong body and powerful limbs, revealing an extraordinary aura. It is not very tall, but it absorbs most of the scorching sun's power in an instant like a whale.

The little monkey seems to be much more restrained. Of course, it may be because his strength and realm are not yet as good as the big monkey.

Compared to the big monkey, the little monkey is more lively and cute in appearance, with its hair showing light gold and blue, sparkling with a childish glow.

The most eye-catching thing is that it has three small ears on each side of its head, which tremble slightly, as if capturing the sounds between heaven and earth.

The little monkey's eyes are as clear as water, full of curiosity and innocence. Although he is practicing, he will look into the distance from time to time, and a passing sparrow can attract his attention.

"Clap clap clap..."

"Practice quickly, time is running out. I forgot to tell you that after a while, the master will personally check your progress!"

The stone monkey noticed that the little monkey was absent-minded, so he opened his eyes slightly and looked at the six-eared macaque with a sidelong glance. With a flash of golden light, he stretched out his monkey paw and hit the little monkey's forehead three times.

If you don't work hard in your cultivation, do you expect to sell sweet potatoes?
(End of this chapter)