In my twilight years of cultivating, I became a Supreme Daoist of the Longevity Path-Chapter 1025

Chapter 1025: 410: Building a hut among the human realm, three years spent watching peach blossoms!

Xu Wei’s True Spirit merges_2 Chapter 1025: 410: Building a hut among the human realm, three years spent watching peach blossoms!

Xu Wei’s True Spirit merges_2 …

More than ten days later.

The former Luo Family Mountain City had been occupied by a small cultivation family established by an early Foundation Establishment Cultivator since the Southern Region was reclaimed.

Compared to a few decades ago, the place had changed drastically.

The former peach blossom forest had long been desolate, with weeds growing back.

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The mountain behind, where the ancestors of the Luo Family and Luo Bing’s bones were buried, had also collapsed and sank, turning into a chaotic graveyard.

Two newly built thatched cottages, however, stood out incongruously in this wasteland, built on the hillside opposite the peach forest.

These two thatched cottages, having been established for only a few days, were discovered by the Hu Family, the cultivation family that occupied this land.

Some Hu Family Cultivators wanted to approach and drive them away, only to find that as soon as they flew into the range of the mountain behind, they would be utterly bewildered, unable to find their bearings.

When they regained clarity, they would find themselves outside the mountain.

Looking forward, the mountain was still there, and so were the thatched cottages.

But once inside the mountain, it seemed as though they were mired in confusion, with a sense of perplexity akin to ‘seeing the mountain as a mountain, and yet not seeing it as a mountain, unaware of the cloud’s height because they stood within it’.

This experience, reminiscent of walking into an invisible barrier, caused the Hu Family Cultivators to panic, all aware that they had encountered a formidable expert.

However, they did not know the purpose of this expert’s formation here, and could only immediately report it to their Family Head, an older Foundation Establishment Ancestor.

On receiving the news, the Family Head of the Hu Family, Hu Chunsheng, was also caught in a mix of surprise and uncertainty.

Upon personally arriving at the foot of the mountain, his expression was extremely grave, knowing that he too had no confidence in crossing this high-level Illusion Array that seemed both real and illusionary.

He then thought of Luo Family Mountain’s history of trials and tribulations of the past.

Fortunately, he had been smart enough to know that the mountain behind held many graves, so he had not rashly developed it, avoiding the disturbance of the ancestors’ resting places.

He then bowed outside the mountain, loudly paying his respects.

“May I ask which senior expert has come to our place as a guest?

I am Hu Chunsheng, descendant of Hu Feiwei.

My Hu Family used to be a small local family, born and raised on this land.

When war broke out in the past, our original home was destroyed, and out of necessity, we relocated to the neighboring Luo Family Mountain.

Recently, as our family has been rebuilding, if we have disturbed the senior in any way, we ask for your forgiveness.”

After Hu Chunsheng, the Family Head of the Hu Family, finished speaking, seeing that there was no response from the mountain, he did not get annoyed.

Knowing his place, he bowed again and turned to leave, breathing a sigh of relief inside.

This act of paying respect was also a test.

Now that the respect had been paid, although the senior expert inside the mountain had not responded, at least they had not expressed any hostility or intent to drive him away.

This indicated that the other party bore no malice, and might not have any connection with any force that had occupied Luo Family Mountain in the past.

It could be that the senior had built a hut in this place to avoid the noise of the world, as high-level experts often prefer such tranquility, which is not surprising.

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“The Hu Family…

descendants of Hu Feiwei?

I didn’t expect that after so many years of revisiting the old place, I’d encounter the descendants of the Hu Family.

Looking at Hu Chunsheng, it seems he has just broken through to Foundation Establishment not long ago and is starting to brighten his family’s name,” murmured Chen Dengming from behind the peach trees.

He walked out from behind a tree, holding a sickle like an old farmer, with two buckets of fertilizer hanging from his shoulders, walking down the path in the woods.

He casually lifted the sickle in his hand to cut away the weeds and branches.

After a moment, he stopped and set down the fertilizer, watching Hu Chunsheng leave, with a sigh in his heart.

This Hu Family, truly stubborn in survival.

Back in the day, at the Thousands of Miles Frontier, excluding the Lin Family, which had Lin He, a powerful figure between Golden Core and False Core, there were four great Foundation Establishment families: the Zhu Family, Luo Family, Hu Family, and Bear Family.

Among these four Foundation Establishment families, the Zhu and Luo Families had their days of glory, and the Bear Family was also stronger than the Hu Family.

The Hu Family had been rather low-key and unremarkable.

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Unexpectedly, after so many years and the wars of foreign invasions, the other families had long since perished.

Only the Hu Family still had a spark remaining, and among them, Hu Chunsheng, a young member, had advanced to an early Foundation Establishment Cultivator, starting to bring honor back to their name.

Perhaps this was also due to the help of Zhuang Fangyu from Fengxing Sect, a Golden Core expert.

However, what had become of Zhuang Fangyu now was unknown to Chen Dengming, who had long since lost news of him.

The two Foundation Establishment flying snakes gifted by Zhuang Fangyu were still at the Chen Mansion on Evergreen Island.

The uncertainties of life are unpredictable, and the encounters of individuals are hard to explain and unnecessary to inquire into too deeply.

Chen Dengming continued to bend over, cutting weeds and planting trees.

This process was his journey of tempering the spirit.

What appeared to be simple weeding was actually his way of removing the extraneous thoughts generated by Xu Wei’s True Spirit emergence and restoring the Mini Array Spirit’s soul, refining the essence and discarding the dross.

The ordinary act of tree planting was him rebuilding his spirit.

Sometimes, the inscrutable karma and fate he couldn’t quite fathom were also hidden within these everyday actions like ‘flowers that are tended may not blossom, while willows planted without intention may thrive’.

At the edge of the peach forest, the Mini Array Spirit was dancing around the Soul Clam Pearl.

In front of it, a new grave mound had been raised, with a spirit coffin buried below in dignity and solemnity, a Formation arranged to gather Feng Shui energy, preventing disturbance from outsiders.

On the tombstone crafted from cold jade, a line was etched — ‘Grave of beloved wife, Xu Wei.’

At the place of signature, Chen Dengming had not inscribed his full name.

This was because he had many enemies and did not wish to attract trouble due to his name.

In life, Xu Wei was like an inconspicuous mortal, and in death, Chen Dengming set up a tomb for her that even a Golden Core Cultivator might not be able to construct, personally planting a peach forest for her.

But all his actions were like comfort in the heart of the living, unable to make up for the one who was gone.

Chen Dengming planned to guard Xu Wei’s new grave here for three years, quieting his mind and nurturing his nature.

To witness the peach blossoms blooming and withering for three years, shedding all ostentation, returning to simplicity and truth.