Starting with a daily divination to build an immortal clan

Chapter 66 Qiyun Valley

They moved to a new house, their son became an official, and got married; everything seemed to be going in a good direction.

Time flies, and another half month has passed.

On this day, Shen Wenxing hurriedly returned home from the Shengxian Pavilion in the county government.

"A message came from the prefectural government, instructing my son to bring three spiritual root practitioners from Anyang County to the prefectural government."

"Mother, please pack some clothes for Wen'an."

Upon hearing this, Hu Yufen felt a slight tightness in her heart.

Although Shen Yuan had been offering words of comfort and encouragement these past few days, she still couldn't help but worry now that the time for parting had truly come.

After all, Shen Wen'an is only eight years old.

“Mother, I have some connections with the immortals. I will write a letter myself and have Wen’an deliver it to the two immortals, asking them to help take care of my younger brother. You don’t need to worry too much.”

Seeing his mother like this, Shen Wenxing could only offer words of comfort.

"Go ahead, this is a big deal, it can't be delayed," Shen Yuan said, patting his wife's hand.

Helpless, Hu Yufen could only suppress her worries and get up to go inside to pack her things.

At noon, after the family finished eating, the two brothers prepared to leave.

"Wen'an, remember to write to your mother when you get there."

"Remember to wear clothes appropriate for all four seasons, and buy new ones if they don't fit."

"Don't just focus on cultivation on weekdays, spend more time with your fellow disciples..."

The child travels thousands of miles and the mother is worried.

Especially since her son had some personality flaws, Hu Yufen gave him countless instructions.

"Mother, we should go now."

Although Shen Wenxing was reluctant, he still interrupted his mother's nagging.

At this moment, Shen Wen'an glanced at Shen Yuan and Hu Yufen, then looked deeply at his home behind him, before turning around and silently entering the carriage.

Upon seeing this, Shen Wenxing shook his head slightly.

My younger brother seems so heartless.

If they treat their parents this way, one can only imagine how they treat outsiders.

The carriage moved slowly.

The carriage curtain was suddenly lifted.

Shen Wen'an poked his head out.

As he watched his parents and home recede into the distance, a resolute glint flashed in his eyes before he pulled his head back inside.

When the two brothers arrived at the Shengxian Pavilion in the county government, the other two children with spiritual roots and their families were already waiting there.

As Shen Wenxing had predicted, more than 40,000 people were tested in Anyang County, and only three people ultimately possessed spiritual roots.

Besides Shen Wen'an, the other two children are named Bai Yue and Xu Jing.

"My lord, if I may be so bold as to ask, when will the children return from the Immortal Sect?"

At the entrance of the Ascension Pavilion, an elderly man spoke in a trembling voice.

This man is Xu Jing's grandfather, and he is clearly reluctant to part with his grandson.

Shen Wenxing shook his head slightly: "We know nothing about the affairs of immortals."

"But I think there will be another chance to meet, so don't worry, old man."

The old man looked dejected after hearing this.

“Jing’er is my boss. I’m getting old and don’t have many years left to live.”

"I'm afraid that when I die, there won't even be anyone to carry my funeral banner..."

"Tou Lai Pao" is a local term for the eldest son or grandson.

After an elderly person passes away, the eldest son or grandson will carry the soul-guiding banner and walk in front of the coffin to lead the way, hence the name "the first to run".

"Don't worry, old man, it won't happen."

After offering a reassuring remark, Shen Wenxing said, "It's almost time, everyone get in the car."

Upon hearing this, Bai Yue and Xu Jing reluctantly bid farewell to their families and boarded the carriage.

Inside the carriage, Shen Wen'an sat cross-legged, holding a long sword.

He merely glanced at his two companions, who were a few years older than him, without saying a word.

The carriage left Anyang and headed towards Yunzhong County, accompanied by ten guards from the Shengxian Pavilion.

The atmosphere on the way was somber. Xu Jing, the oldest among them, looked at the two of them and prepared to find a topic to ease the tension.

"You're Deacon Shen's younger brother?"

Shen Wen'an ignored him.

"My name is Xu Jing, and I come from Xiaohuang Village, Chunshui Town." "I...I am Bai Yue, and I am from Yu Village, Huangyan Town."

Bai Yue was quite sensible. Seeing that Shen Wen'an was ignoring Xu Jing, she felt a little embarrassed and quickly took over the conversation.

After the two finished their introductions, they looked at Shen Wen'an again.

Seeing that he still didn't say anything, they didn't want to make a fool of themselves, so the two of them chatted idly, one sentence after another.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

The group then arrived at Yunzhong County.

After handing the three over to the Shengxian Pavilion of the prefectural government, Shen Wenxing hesitated for a long time before finally finding paper and pen and writing a letter to Li Heshan.

Although he knew the letter was unlikely to be of any use, as the older brother, he was still willing to try if he could help his younger brother.

"Wen'an, when you arrive in the capital and meet the immortal, give him this letter, understand?"

Shen Wen'an took the letter and nodded slightly.

"Go in. When you get to the capital, don't forget to write to your mother."

Watching the three enter the Ascension Pavilion of the prefectural government, Shen Wenxing glanced at the old man in charge of reception and casually asked, "May I ask, sir, how many people in Yunzhong Prefecture possess spiritual roots?"

The old man chuckled and said, "Yunzhong County is quite good among the twenty-two counties of Dayu, with a total of eighteen people possessing spiritual roots."

"Are you Steward Shen from Anyang County?"

Shen Wenxing cupped his hands in greeting: "That's right."

The old man nodded slightly: "There are three people with spiritual roots in Anyang County. It seems that Steward Shen will receive a reward from the immortals."

"Oh?" Shen Wenxing asked, puzzled. "Would an immortal bestow a reward for this?"

"Of course, among the eleven counties in Yunzhong, only Anyang County has three people with spiritual roots, while the other counties have two or none."

The old man looked around, then lowered his voice and said, "I've heard that Deacon Shen has a connection with the immortals, and he has made a great contribution this time. He will surely be rewarded handsomely."

Shen Wenxing gave an awkward smile.

He never expected that the news of his friendship with the immortals would spread so quickly.

Now, probably half of the Yu Kingdom knows about it.

However... this isn't necessarily a bad thing.

Being able to borrow the "power" of the immortal would be of great benefit to both him and the Shen family.

"Since there's nothing else here, we'll head back." Shen Wenxing cupped his hands in greeting and left the Shengxian Pavilion of the prefectural government with his guards.

The Great Yu Dynasty had twenty-two prefectures. A hundred years ago, it lost three prefectures in the Western Regions. Now, after recovering them, it has returned to its peak territory, extending north to the snowy plains of the North Sea, east and south to the sea, and west to the wilderness.

In May, a peculiar flying shuttle sped across the vast snowfield.

On the flying shuttle, more than a hundred teenagers from Dayu looked in amazement at the snowy landscape outside the shuttle, including Shen Wen'an.

"Immortal, what kind of treasure is this? It can actually carry so many of us flying in the sky!?"

One of the boys was surprised and couldn't help but ask.

Ahead of the shuttle, Li Heshan stood with his hands behind his back, smiling as he said, "This is one of only two flying magic artifacts in my Qiyun Valley, named the Sky-Piercing Shuttle."

"Is this treasure very expensive?"

A chubby-faced little boy looked up and asked.

Li Heshan smiled faintly: "It's roughly enough to buy the entire Yu Kingdom."

"Once you become disciples of the Immortal Sect, you will find that worldly wealth cannot measure the value of immortal treasures."

Whether it was because he was in a good mood or because he felt that these people in front of him would become his junior brothers and sisters in the future, Li Heshan answered every question.

His words left the children speechless with astonishment.

"Immortal, where are we going?"

Some people noticed that the shuttle was flying over the vast snowfield, and there was nothing else to be seen around, which made them somewhat worried.

"You'll find out soon enough."

Li Heshan looked ahead and reminded everyone, "Hold on tight."

The children were puzzled, but they all obediently sat still.

A moment later, the shuttle suddenly vibrated slightly, and then the surrounding scenery changed drastically!

The vast snowfields have disappeared, replaced by a desolate land with ancient trees reaching for the sky and towering peaks!

In the distance, mountains and rivers stretch endlessly; clouds and rosy hues reflect the sun, shimmering and sparkling.

The sky overhead was noticeably clearer than that of Dayu, and the surrounding mountains were even more majestic.

The shuttle swooped down and flew straight towards a mountain hollow in the distance.

At this moment, everyone on the shuttle finally saw their destination – Qiyun Valley.

(End of this chapter)