Five small mirrors came to Li Yun's hands, and he mobilized his own power, and the huge power visible to the naked eye scattered out of the mirror, making the small mirror of five yuan... It looks like a small mirror with neon lights, and colored beams of light shine everywhere.

The people around me who watched this scene just smiled when they looked at this scene.

"It's a young man..."

"yes, yes, neon on the mirror... Poof... I burst out laughing. ”

"I think it's good to add some sound, if I'm a DJ, it's a DJ, it's a DJ, you're going to love me..."

Afraid that the air would suddenly be quiet, Liu Yanli and Bai Shen silently moved away from Li Yun a few steps.

Li Yun held his forehead with his hand, although he felt very embarrassed, but what they said was the truth, the five-dollar small mirror still flashed neon, and the plastic bottom was neon, basically the manual DJ machine didn't run away.

"I'm going to go, do I have to use this kind of swinging neon light... I think you don't have to play like that. ”

[This makes me look cheaper...]

It was you who won my sister...

The power of the swinging DJ Kunlun Mirror wrapped Li Yun and the others, and their thoughts were directly connected to the big tree.

Step into the memories of this land...

...

The clear blue sky, the unpolluted earth, the clarity is intoxicating.

Not at the temple fair, Li Yun and the others appeared in a lush grove.

"The earth is a very wonderful thing, one side of the water and soil to support the other side of the people, so, what kind of concept is the water and soil of the other..."Li Yun tapped the ground with his hand, some moist soil, the fragrance of plants and trees were all presented in front of him.

This is a memory, the memory of the earth that is gradually waking up, and it is completely different from the memory of people, as if it has crossed over.

"Did we cross over? I..."Liu Yanli was startled, and the first thing she did was to find out if there was a golden finger or something like that.

Bai Shen on the side looked happy, and said: "It's quite similar to Lolita, I think the first thing I do after coming to the new world is to see if there is a plug-in on my body, especially you think you are the chosen one of the 24 sets, just cross it." ”

"Isn't it crossing?" Liu Yanli felt bored.

Bai Shen explained to Liu Yanli, probably that everyone present was asleep.

"Big dream Huangliang, Zhuang Zhou dream butterfly, this painting can give birth to immortals, so why can't this dream? Or rather, what is the difference between this place and the real world for us today, there is a sense of touch, there is land, this is [real], if the people here are conscious, can communicate, then this is the real world. Bai Shen, who was on the side, said with the expression of a philosopher, his eyes full of wisdom that he shouldn't have.

In this piece of land, Xiao Su Li turned back into a little fox, and immediately returned to the most familiar place, Li Yun's arms, poked out a small head, the only regret is that the tail of the little fox does not seem to be able to transform here, and the nine tails support Li Yun's belly and look like a beer belly.

It's not the real world, otherwise Li Yun feels that he will not only be installed as a "scumbag Taoist who marries early and has children early] [a leading trendsetter who plays DJ mirrors], but also a title such as "Uncle who is troubled by obesity and beer belly".

The picture is too beautiful, Li Yun doesn't dare to think about it.

"Moo-"

An old cow roared, and the ox pulled the pear cart and passed by strongly, and it was an old man in a cloth shirt who was driving the car on it, speaking in a language that Li Yun did not understand, and singing a song from a long time ago.

"Yo, young man, let me ask you something, I know that Xiao Yan, the strongest Dou Emperor in the world..." Liu Yanli wanted to show her knowledge of the language, and greeted her with the same accent and language, but she was directly ignored, and the old man continued to sing simple mountain songs and drive the old cow.

"After all, you can only embody what has happened, you can touch and feel it, but after all, you can't change anything..."Li Yun muttered, looking up at the sky, thinking about the memories of this land hundreds of years ago, can you see the cultivators who flew away from the sky and the earth, such as the uncle of the demon gate and the little girl of the righteous path fell in love, and finally were forced to fall off the cliff... I can still laugh at it mercilessly, it's all happened anyway.

"The malice in you is starting to grow at a speed that is visible to the naked eye..."Liu Yanli squinted at Li Yun.

At this time, Li Yun could only smile innocently, refused to admit it, and followed the old man.

The settlement is a very small settlement, cultivating and weaving, and everyone is wearing coarse linen clothes with extremely low productivity, but the smile on their faces that belongs to pure nature cannot be exchanged.

At the entrance of the village, there was a big black dog, whose fur was as smooth as silk, staring at Li Yun's side, as if he could see everyone standing here, unlike ordinary black dogs, his wise eyes looked exactly like people, full of calm and wisdom.

However, soon, this big black dog continued to walk as if he hadn't seen anything, walking on the trail at the entrance of the village, and there was no owner to follow, and he could be described as a dog full of emotion, and he couldn't even provoke it.

However, except for Li Yun, no one noticed the big black dog.

"Is it my delusion? The black dog can see us?" Li Yun frowned, looking around, including the non-combustible garbage Bai Shen had an expression of appreciation, not noticing the big black dog at all.

In the end, Li Yun only regarded it as his own delusion...

"Small settlements develop into villages, and villages develop into towns in the end, from towns to prosperous towns, and finally into big cities, just like Shenzhen. Liu Yanli looked at the barrenness in front of her, and then thought about the prosperous scene at the temple fair.

However, the price of a good life is that the town is not as fresh and lush as it is now, and it is better to live in a steel jungle or a primitive and natural society, Li Yun does not know, and he will not evaluate, everyone has their own way of living.

At this time, a child wearing a coarse linen coat came out of a nearby room, covered in dirt, and his face was yellowed when he looked less than ten years old.

The child planted a small seed in the ground.

The seeds of the sycamore take root and sprout under the watering of time...

This is the story of the first and most important stories of the sycamore wood here.

At this time, an old man came out of the grass, the old man had a white face and no beard, wearing a crown of the sky, wearing a blue and white robe, with a pleasant expression, followed by a big black dog.

The old man came out and touched the child's head, and continued to hum a little song while leaving with the big black dog, just passing by strongly.

"Poof—"

Li Yun almost spit out a mouthful of old water, and the reaction was so great that everyone present was stunned.

"Lao Li, you spit out your hair. ”

"If my dog wasn't blind. Li Yun looked at the old man's back, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "That old man, how can he look exactly like the old man of Xuan Daozi..."

Old man Xuandaozi?

Hanxiang was the first to react and said, "Old man Xuandaozi, isn't this your adoptive father, senior brother..."

......

......

The old man of Xuan Daozi, Li Yun has a deep attachment to this old man who raised him, until the world is so big that he wants to go and see it, Li Yun also thinks that he can come back early and see the scene when his Taoist temple is now being run to the current scale.

No matter what kind of person he becomes, it is always the most pleasant to be praised by his parents, including Li Yun, who also has such thoughts, when the old man Xuan Daozi came back, he could say in a damp tone [Now I am the real damp!] and something like that.

But now I see the old man Xuandaozi, in the memory of the land of the town—the memory of hundreds of years ago.

Although the Xuan Daozi in the memory of this land looks relatively young, Li Yun can be 100% sure that this is the person who raised him.

"Your father, are you sure? looks exactly the same?" Bai Shen said with a frown, he knew that Li Yun had an adoptive father.

Li Yun nodded: "I wasn't sure before, until he just showed a smile, I knew that person was definitely him... At that time, when he found out the study materials I was hiding under the bed, he scolded him, and then he showed this expression when he took it himself..."

Li Yun tried to stand next to the child, imitating the movements of Xuan Daozi just now, and looked into the distance, and sure enough, he could skim here, and there was a big girl and a little daughter-in-law bathing in the stream in the distance.

It is definitely the old man of Xuan Daozi, Li Yun can be sure and affirmed, this is not running, the posture and demeanor are the same, and the sullen expression after seeing the welfare.

"Your adoptive father is not a cultivator, and when the ontology of this system was shot to death by you, he could be sure that there was no trace of any spiritual sea left, and it was an ordinary Taoist temple. "The system is full of doubts.

If you weren't a cultivator, how could you live so long, could it be the second generation of fishmen who were blessed by Kongtong Seal like the fathead fish?

Thinking about Li Yun, I shuddered, if my adoptive father was a fat-headed fish, wouldn't I have such a disgraced relationship with the fat-headed fish Liu Yanli, thinking that he might be a relative of the fathead fish, my liver trembled from the bottom of my heart when I thought about it.

"How do you feel like I've been shot while lying down?" Liu Yanli said in amazement.

"No, it's just that I'm thinking about some terrible possibilities, but now that I think about it, it seems unlikely, after all, the old man is quite poor. Li Yun felt that it was unlikely, if the old man of his family was a fat-headed fish race, he would not be so poor, and the matter of this money could be solved by crying.

Li Yun thought about it for a while, and originally thought that his old man really wanted to go everywhere because the world was so big, but now it seems that it may not be so simple, and there may be more far-reaching reasons.

At this time, the figure of the old man of Xuandaozi gradually faded away, and soon disappeared from the memory of this land, an old dog, an old way, wandering the world.

Even the illusion created by this land disappeared.

"I can only think about this later..."Li Yun squinted slightly and looked at the old man's back, still a little happy in his heart.

After all, it feels good to see the family members who have left the country again.

...

The illusion flows, the village is still the same village, the seed becomes a small sapling, the child becomes a young man, leading a girl, this little girl is the child of youth.

The two came out and watered the little sapling, and the little girl put a stone under the little sapling while watering, and the smile on the little face directly betrayed Ya's thoughts.

She was praying, making a wish to this little sapling, using stones.

The dream disappeared, the youth was gone, the little girl had grown into a big girl, and the little sycamore tree had not changed much, only a little taller.

The vicissitudes of life are only a blink of an eye for trees.

There was no surprise in Li Yun's absence, at that time, medical conditions and food were the biggest enemies of ordinary people, even the average life expectancy of princes and nobles was much lower than now, not to mention small villages.

Even in fertile areas, the average life expectancy is only middle-aged.

The eldest girl and the people of the village buried the original young man under the plane tree, which had not yet grown.

...

The sycamore tree grew into a big tree, and the little girl became an old girl, and the old girl lived longer than the youth, and she could still bring her children and grandchildren to the big tree with a cane.

The children and grandchildren piled the stones under the sycamore wood, prayed quietly, and pinned their wishes on the trees, and later more and more people followed the example of this family and placed their wishes on the stones and placed them under the sycamore.

Later, everyone had sustenance in this sycamore tree, and more and more people began to worship this sycamore tree, respect him, and respect this tree planted by the previous generation.

The old girl died, and the young man and the little girl continued to take care of the sycamore.

Everyone respects the sycamore, there is only one child, not respect the sycamore, no matter what the adults say, he will run to the tree bark, drill the tree hole, go to the tree, pick the branches, for the sycamore wood is simply evil.

But this child's love for sycamore wood is also from the heart.

Like the boy who planted the tree, there was a shallow scar on his forehead, and by this time, the scar had become a birthmark and merged with the bear child.

"Fate... It's wonderful..."Bai Shen couldn't help but say, no matter how you look at it, you can see that this bear child's previous life was a child who planted trees.

The tree that was planted casually has grown into a large tree that can be used by future generations to enjoy the shade.

"yes, it's amazing..."

Li Yun continued to watch the bear child toss the trees.

The bear child grew up and became a big child, and the big child became an old child, and every autumn he swept away the fallen leaves for him.

Autumn is gone, and the old children are passing away like fallen leaves-

The new child accompanies the tree and accompanies Him throughout the year.

Spring goes and autumn comes, year after year.

Settlements become villages, villages become towns, and finally bustling towns.

Only the one who planted Him is still with him...

Sweep the leaves for Him and take care of Him until the end of his life.

Even though the small sycamore tree has been worshiped as a sacred tree to protect the earth, the original intention of the young man has not changed, no matter how many times, it has not changed.