Fu Tian supported his chaotic brain, walked slowly under the tree three steps, and stared at the old tree vigorously.
This is an old elm tree with luxuriant branches and leaves. The crown is like a huge green umbrella that stretches out, blocking out a thick shade. I don't know how many years it has been, and no one with thick branches can hold it together.
Looking up, there were red and yellow glazed tiles between the elm branches, shimmering in the sun. The noon sunshine made him a little dizzy, but he just couldn't remember where he had seen it.
He was looking at Old Yushu, and Old Yushu was also looking at him. It has been alive for many years, but few people or things can be remembered, but he remembers everything related to Mudan.
When he was young, Mu Dan saved his life, and later he grew up in this palace. With his own consciousness, Mu Dan would occasionally come to sit under the tree and teach him some cultivation tips. Later, he didn't know about it. After a long time, Mu Dan came to say goodbye to him, saying that he was going to resign and return to his hometown.
He was still young at the time, and he always felt that Mu Dan was a peony flower demon. He lived for so long and would always see him. But who knew it had grown from a sapling to a towering tree, but never saw Mu Dan again, and never heard of Mu Dan again.
I thought I would never see it again, but I didn't expect to meet again at this time.
Old Yushu was a little excited and delighted. Seeing Fu Tian looked at him for a long time without speaking, he finally couldn't restrain his emotions and said tremblingly, "Mu Dan, you look a little different from before."
Fu Tian, who was trying to remember, was taken aback, and suddenly raised his head, "What do you call me?"
The old elm tree was a little dazed. It hadn't spoken for a long time and stuttered a little, "Mu, Mu Dan."
"Didn't you come to see me? You don't recognize me?" Old Yushu was a little bit depressed when he said the last sentence, and yes, it is normal for Mu Dan to not recognize it after so many years.
Fu Tian was completely at a loss. He didn't understand why Old Yushu called his ancestor's name to him, and he finally remembered where he had seen Old Yushu before. He suddenly fainted and dreamed of his ancestors in his dream. That time, there was this old elm tree.
"I am not Mu Dan, Mu Dan is my ancestor," Fu Tian said cautiously: "Do you know him? And why do you think I am an ancestor?"
He had seen Mu Dan's appearance in his dream, which was completely different from his appearance.
The old elm tree was dumbfounded for a while before reacting, and said anxiously: "You are not Mu Dan? But you...you are his breath."
The plants and trees all have their own auras, and their appearance may change, but the aura will not change. This young man is clearly Mu Dan's aura.
"You just said that Mu Dan is your ancestor?" Old Yushu suppressed his emotions and asked calmly, "Then how is his life?"
Fu Tian vaguely heard its expectation, but the ancestor passed away a long time ago, so he can only tell the truth, "The ancestor has passed away for a long time."
"How is it possible?!" Mu Dan told him that the old elm tree was struck by thunder. He is a peony in the mountains. The opportunity to transform is rare in a thousand years. As long as he continues to practice, his life will be endless.
And for many years after this, it really hasn't heard of any vegetation cultivation and transformation. How can a person like Mu Dan die easily?
Old Yushu's reaction confirmed Fu Tian's long-held conjecture that the ancestors were indeed not humans, and he felt like this in his psychology. Perhaps the abnormality in his body was related to the ancestors. It's just a genealogy record. The ancestor's child was adopted at the beginning and there was no blood relationship. Why did he have the ancestor's ability when he arrived?
He thought quickly, and tentatively asked Old Yushu, "I may have inherited part of the power of my ancestors. Do you know why?"
The old elm tree hadn't come out of depression, and said strangely: "What power?"
Fu Tian did not explain. He tried to put his hands on the branches of the old elm tree. The same warm current gathered from his chest to the fingertips. The branches of the old elm tree shook suddenly, and the leaves fell sternly, and the old voice almost broke. The sound, "This is, this is the origin of Mu Dan!"
The so-called origin is the place where they gather the essence of the sun and the moon when they practice. After the accumulation of scouring and washing, a core is gradually formed. This core contains most of their power. Without the origin, they are not far from death.
Not every source has it, only the big demon who cultivates and transforms like Mu Dan can have it. These are what Mu Dan once told him. Mu Dan said that his origin is hidden in the flowers, and he once showed it to him. It looks like a fruit. The old elm tree only knew how much Mu Dan is. Strong, his origin can be taken out.
But now the origin is in the young man in front of him, and Mu Dan is really gone.
The only fluke of Old Yushu finally shattered, and he asked a little dejectedly: "Are you a descendant of Mu Dan? How did Mu Dan die?"
"Life is dead." Fu Tian said: "After the ancestor and his partner retired from Sifang Town, the two were very affectionate. They lived until they were ninety years old and died at the same time. In the meantime, they adopted a child, who later became a biological child. Fu family."
Old Yushu was very embarrassed for a while. He only knew that Mu Dan was willing to be with humans, but he didn't know that he would die with humans in the end. He didn't know what happened in the process, but he wanted to go to Mu Dan to cultivate like this. No one can persecute him.
"Then do you know what this power in me is?" Old Yushu hadn't answered his question, so he could only ask it again.
"Put your hands up again." Old Yushu said in silence for a while.
Fu Tian put it up in accordance with his words, still feeling the warmth at his fingertips.
"It's the origin. You are the descendant of Mudan. You should be affected by the origin and awakened part of your bloodline." Old Yushu preached to him: "You said that the child was adopted by Mudan, but I felt it in you. The blood of Mu Dan."
Fu Tian was stunned.
Old Yushu slowly said: "The origin is in your chest. Mudan's origin is a fruit that he bears. It is not surprising that he can bear children."
He remembered what Fu Tian said, Mu Dan and his partner died together, it was mostly the root fruit that grew up, and Mu Dan used all his cultivation to give birth to two children.
Fu Tian subconsciously touched his chest, but only touched the longevity lock that he had worn since he was a child. He asked the most worried question, "Then...Will the source affect me? Will I also become a monster? "
Old Yushu smiled Shen Shen, "How can it be so simple, people are humans, monsters are monsters, and monsters are not tolerated in the world. It has only been a Mu Dan for many years. You are only using Mu Dan unconsciously because of the similar blood. That's the original strength of
After hearing this, Fu Tian immediately relieved his heart, and sincerely thanked Lao Yushu.
When he wanted to say more, Chu Xiangtian in the distance found him and called him. He paused, and said to Old Yushu: "I will see you later," and then hurried back.
Chu Xiangtian saw him go out to breathe, but didn't come back for a long time. He was worried that something might happen to him, so he found him out, and saw him standing in front of the big tree, not knowing what he was doing, so he called him.
"Why have you been out for so long?" Chu Xiangtian touched his cheek.
Fu Tian looked back at the silent old elm tree, and took Chu Xiangtian back to the hall, "I will tell you when I go back."
The banquet didn't end until the evening, and Fu Tian was pretending to be drunk. When he returned to the Hou Mansion, he dragged Chu Xiangtian into the house and drove out Dai Fu who wanted to follow him.
Cautiously closing the doors and windows tightly, Fu Tian untied the cumbersome clothes, revealing a small half-white chest.
Chu Xiangtian suffocated his breath, leaning forward, pinching the back of his neck and gently rubbing, "So anxious?"
Fu Tian, who was undressing, realized that he wanted to be awkward. He glared at him fiercely and pushed the person away. He lowered his head and mumbled: "Don't make trouble, I'll tell you something."
Untied the heavy dress, Fu Tian was naked, pressing his fingers on his chest, and he did not find anything different. "The old elm tree in the Royal Garden knows the ancestors of Mudan. It says I have ancestors on my body. Origin, that's why it has these strange abilities."
Chu Xiangtian put away his humorous expression, pressing his palm against his chest, feeling the pulsating rhythm under his palm, "What else did it say?"
Fu Tian told him about it five to ten, while still pressing on his body in confusion, "But there is nothing strange."
Chu Xiangtian looked at his body, frowning tightly, as if thinking.
Fu Tian was still whispering in doubt, but he heard him suddenly ask: "Old Yushu said it was on his chest?"
Fu Tian nodded, "That's what it says."
Chu Xiangtian stretched out his hand to hold the longevity lock that just hung on his chest, and guessed: "Is it possible that the chest it said was this longevity lock?"
Fu Tian was taken aback, his eyes widened in surprise, and suddenly remembered something long ago.