Master Shennong

Chapter 1519 Make Up For Regrets
Chang Wei is not Qin Lan, so naturally he doesn't understand Qin Lan's thoughts.

There are two reasons why Qin Lan would accept tempering even though she could get rid of the soul-refining and heart-smelling songs.

The first reason is very simple. Even though Dao Xin is as solid as a rock, Qin Lan still wants to improve it. After all, the improvement of Dao Xin is very mysterious, and every improvement is very rare.

The second reason is very simple. The tempering of Dao Xin is to make people face those things that they feel that they cannot face. There are many things that Qin Lan does not want to face. .

Therefore, after Chang Wei's words fell to the ground, Qin Lan let go of his mind directly, allowing the soul-refining and inspiring music to invade his heart.

In that short moment, Qin Lan's eyes completely lost their light. His eyes were blank, and he became the same as other people. His thoughts sank into his inner world, and the illusion completely enveloped him. .

In Qin Lan's mind, he felt a sudden change of light and darkness in front of his eyes, as if he was traveling through space. When his eyes brightened again, he was already in another world.

The mountains and rivers are beautiful, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the unique modern buildings on the earth are lined up for a long time. Many modern people are leisurely shuttling through the villages and alleys, looking beaming.

Those people were lifelike, and their voices and smiles were no different from real people. Many people made Qin Lan feel strange, but more people gave Qin Lan an illusion of familiarity. The memories of those people and Qin Lan gradually overlapped. The difference was that He looked older than he remembered.

Qin Lan suddenly felt a pain in his heart, tears welled up in his eyes, how could he not remember where it was.

Qinghe Village, Weiyang County, where Qin Lan has lived since childhood.

Although the changes in the village are somewhat different from what he remembers, the outline he should have is still there. It is estimated that it should be the time when he returned to China and then entered the world of cultivating immortals.

Qin Lan was very excited. He never thought that through this method, he could really make up for some pain that he would never be able to make up for.

Standing at the entrance of the village, he hurriedly stepped into the village, and walked towards those familiar people.

There is a strong and indelible smile on his face, and every time he sees a familiar face, a proper name will pop out of his mouth.

However, when he walked into the village, when he called out the names of those people, and when he greeted those people happily, when those people saw him, they all kept a respectful distance and kept avoiding him. It's like hiding from the plague god.

And it's not just like that, when they avoided a certain distance and were sure that Qin Lan couldn't do anything to them even if he got mad, all kinds of unpleasant words that couldn't be heard slipped out, making Qin Lan's heart full of joy suddenly I was greatly stimulated, as if a knife was cutting.

"Look, the unfilial son of our village is back! His father Qin Laosan worked so hard to pull him so big, it's not easy to poop and pee. We can all see what Qin Laosan has suffered all these years In my eyes, as for this unfilial son, once he gets rich, he might not even know his surname, and he didn't even come back for his father Qin Laosan's funeral!"

"Yeah, it's really unfilial. Our village has always been simple and honest. How could such a person appear? Let's drive him out. Letting such a person into our village is really an insult to us!"

"You unfilial son still has the face to come back, hurry up, we don't welcome you in this village!"

……

The words passed into Qin Lan's ears made Qin Lan feel breathless for a while. He really wanted to argue and explain why he didn't come back, but he couldn't help but look at those familiar faces. know how to interpret.

A piercing pain spread in his heart, causing him to squat down, curled up, trembling, looking like he didn't know how painful and helpless it was.

It turned out that the illusion he saw was that after Qin Lao San died, those people actually treated him like this after he had done so many things for Qinghe Village. Is he really an unfilial son as those people said?
But in Jianghu, he can't help himself, and there are some things he doesn't want to!
He didn't know how long he squatted on the ground, trembled, felt wronged, and questioned himself.Finally, he raised his head, stood up, calmly scanned everything around him, and faced those murderous words indifferently.

But under his plain sight, there is a pair of eyes that may shed blood and tears at any time.

He laughed at himself, and nodded solemnly to those people: "Everyone is right. To my father, I am indeed an unfilial son. I should accept everyone's accusations!"

"Crack!"

As Qin Lan's words came out, everything in front of him exploded and shattered like glass. Everything he saw disappeared in an instant and turned into nothingness.

Qin Lan watched all these disappear quietly, knowing that everything was an illusion, but he still hoped that those illusions could last for a while, at least it would make him feel better.

There are some things, no matter what the reasons are, it is impossible to become right from being wrong, and the matter of Qin Laosan is an eternal pain in his heart.

Qin Lan, who didn't close his heart tightly, heard the melodious sound of the piano again, and the scene in front of him changed again.

It was still the familiar Qinghe Village, which looked simpler than the Qinghe Village he had experienced before.

He stood outside a villa, and the sad and heavy suona sound in the villa penetrated into his ears irresistibly like the air.

Black and white, eye-piercing, people walked into the villa non-stop, and their faces were full of pain.

Qin Lan's heart shuddered suddenly, a certain soft place was blatantly touched, and then he twitched violently, and the piercing pain spread to his internal organs.

How can he not know what's going on now? His father Qin Laosan died, and this is Qin Laosan's funeral.

Qin Lan let out a loud cry recklessly, and the stinging voice spread to the villa: "Father!"

Those who walked into the villa with heavy emotions immediately stopped and turned their heads to look at Qin Lan. An old and disfigured old woman didn't know where the strength came from, and quickly walked to Qin Lan's side, grabbed Qin Lan's arm, and then It was a burst of crying.

Qin Lan could see clearly, he would not admit his mistake, the old woman was his aunt Liu Cuihua.

Liu Cuihua pulled him with snot and tears and cried, showing Qin Lan the sadness in his heart: "Xiao Lan, you are back, your father... he couldn't hold on and left, you are back That’s all right, go see your father’s remains and pay his last respects!”

Qin Lan opened Liu Cuihua's arm, and rushed into the villa like a madman. The moment he entered the villa, the photo of Qin Laosan's death clearly caught his eyes.

His legs softened, and he knelt down in front of Qin Laosan's coffin, tears streaming down his face: "Father, my son is not filial, my son came back late, and my son didn't even see you for the last time. wrong!"

Qin Lan felt that many people surrounded him, including Qin Yu, Tang Ting, and many of his old acquaintances.

Those people kept talking, and he couldn't hear what they were saying, so he got up and walked to Qin Laosan's coffin, opened the coffin, and saw Qin Laosan lying in the coffin.

The moment the coffin was opened, Qin Laosan sat up from the coffin very strangely. He raised his arms, like a ghost, and viciously strangled Qin Lan's neck, as if demanding Qin Lan's life.

Qin Lan closed her eyes, let out a soft sigh, and murmured as if she had lost her soul: "If you are really my father Qin Laosan, no matter how big a mistake I have made, you can't treat me like this. There is no overnight feud between father and son, hallucinations are just hallucinations after all, no matter how similar they are, they are all fake!"

"Crack!"

The world Qin Lan lived in exploded like glass again. Time changed and Qin Lan returned to reality.

His eyes were closed tightly, still immersed in the previous hallucinations, not because he was not awake, but because he was unwilling to wake up.

Immediately afterwards, another murmur came out of his mouth, which made people suffocate, and sadness came from it: "Even if it was just an illusion, it can be regarded as helping me. My father died, and I couldn't rush back to help my father. It has always been a pain in my heart that cannot be ignored, and this kind of pain has been somewhat compensated in the previous hallucinations, so let’s just treat it as self-deception, it’s better to have something than nothing.”

With a long sigh of relief, Qin Lan's complexion looked even calmer than before. The scars hidden deep in his heart have been greatly faded, making him a little different.

His already rock-solid Dao Xin naturally became stronger at this time, irreversible, even if the world is turned upside down, it will be difficult to shake it.

And the improvement of Dao Xin made his cultivation base also stabilized. His cultivation base just broke through two months ago, and there were signs of breakthrough again.

As long as he wanted to, he could break through the Golden Immortal Realm, which had not yet been stabilized in the middle stage, at any time.

Qin Lan resisted the urge to break the realm, and looked around at the many young monks. Many of them woke up from the illusion earlier than him, and even more people were still immersed in the illusion after he woke up.

Some people around him seemed to be crazy, crying and laughing, and yelling again and again, obviously taking the illusion seriously, and being immersed in it was a bit hard to extricate themselves.

Those who have come to their senses are full of self-satisfaction, and now they have gained a lot from the tempering of the soul-refining song, and they have gained some benefits to some extent.

At this moment, the soul-refining and inspiring song played by the Five Elements Immortal came to an abrupt end.

The Five Elements Immortal put away the Yaoqin, stood on the high platform, looked around at the reactions of countless young monks, and then nodded in satisfaction.

Without the traction of the sound of the piano, those who were immersed in the illusion and couldn't extricate themselves all walked out of the environment automatically. Their eyes were blank, and they were still a little dazed. It might take a while to fully recover.

After about half an hour, almost everyone came to their senses, and the Five Elements Immortal Venerable standing on the high platform took action again.

She waved her robe sleeves, and a gentle yet irresistible force enveloped the entire central square of Langan City surprisingly.

Under that astonishing power, the young monks who had previously been immersed in the illusion created by the soul-refining and heart-strengthening song were gently pushed out.

In the blink of an eye, the young monks who participated in the asking ceremony were divided into two distinct camps, the young monks who passed the test of the soul-refining and inspiring songs were included, and the young monks who had not read the test of the soul-refining and inspiring songs were excluded.

Obviously, the group of monks on the outskirts no longer has the qualifications to continue participating in the asking event.

(End of this chapter)