#143 - Chapter 143 The Story of the Old Man Plowing the Land

Changgu Celestial Abode.

The entrance to the secret realm appeared, and righteous disciples entered one by one, disappearing into the cave.

Ye Kong looked up at the entrance, and as he stepped inside, he grabbed Lin Yaoyao's hand.

Before Lin Yaoyao could react, she was pulled into the Changgu Celestial Abode by Ye Kong.

After all the righteous disciples had entered, the demonic disciples rushed in one after another as if they had been injected with chicken blood, without any sense of order.

Two thousand people entered the Changgu Celestial Abode in less than ten breaths.

As the two thousand people entered, the entrance to the Changgu Celestial Abode disappeared.

The next opening would be in a month.

The leaders of each faction did not leave, fearing that if they left alone, they would be ambushed by the demonic sect.

And the people of the demonic sect also waited patiently.

A month was nothing to them.

… …

Inside the Changgu Celestial Abode.

Ye Kong, holding Lin Yaoyao's hand, released his divine sense and found a courtyard, landing there with Lin Yaoyao.

Although the teleportation here was random, Ye Kong's spiritual power was strong, and he could land wherever he wanted.

As Lin Yaoyao and Ye Kong landed, the people who entered the Changgu Celestial Abode fell randomly.

Xiao Bai and Xiao Qing landed together, of course, also controlled by Ye Kong. When they came in, Xiao Bai and Xiao Qing were relatively far apart, so Ye Kong didn't pull them along.

In the small courtyard, Lin Yaoyao held Ye Kong's right hand, feeling the warmth from his palm.

Before, it was Ye Kong holding Lin Yaoyao, but after entering, it became Lin Yaoyao holding Ye Kong.

“Disciple, are you very scared?” Ye Kong asked, turning his head.

“I'm not afraid.” Lin Yaoyao shook her head.

Afraid of what? This empress is a dignified female emperor, what could scare me?

“If you're not afraid, then why are you squeezing my hand?” Ye Kong said grumpily.

Lin Yaoyao was holding his hand tightly; if he weren't so strong, he might have been in pain.

Lin Yaoyao looked down at her hand still holding her master's, and suddenly let go, as if she had been electrocuted.

Ye Kong shook his head, looked at the rocking chair next to him, and lay down.

It was clearly you, Master, who held my hand! How did it become me holding you?

Lin Yaoyao thought about how, when they had just entered, her master had grabbed her hand; she hadn't even reacted at the time.

It wasn't until they were inside that she was a little dazed and forgot for a moment.

When she came to her senses, it had become her holding his hand.

Ye Kong half-closed his eyes, looked at Lin Yaoyao's back, and said, “Disciple, you do have a nice figure, but there's no need to keep letting me look, is there?”

“There's a chair next to you; come lie down and rest.”

Hearing these words, Lin Yaoyao was both angry and annoyed, retorting:

“Who told you to look at me? Close your eyes!”

“Moreover, you clearly grabbed my hand when we came in!”

“Alright, alright, I grabbed your hand.” Ye Kong was too lazy to argue with Lin Yaoyao; whatever she said was fine.

“Hmph!” Lin Yaoyao snorted coldly and walked out of the courtyard, not knowing whether she was angry or annoyed.

Something's not right!

Master clearly grabbed my hand, why didn't I break free?

Moreover, how did it become me holding Master's hand when we came in?

I don't seem… to be that angry, and I don't dislike Master…

Has this empress changed?

Lin Yaoyao walked outside the small courtyard, thinking constantly.

She felt that she didn't seem to be that angry.

In the past, let alone holding her hand, it was difficult for men to even get close to her.

If they dared to touch her even once, they would surely die without a burial place!

But now, it seemed that she wasn't that resistant anymore.

“What exactly is going on?”

Lin Yaoyao thought as she walked, unable to understand.

In the small courtyard.

Ye Kong watched Lin Yaoyao walk away, shook his head, looked at the rocking chair next to him, and said softly, “Come out, you in the house.”

However, no one responded.

“Stop hiding in the painting and tilling the land; even the ox is going to be exhausted.” Ye Kong said grumpily.

In the house, there was a painting on the wall.

It was a painting of an old man plowing the land with a water buffalo, looking somewhat tattered and old, with nothing eye-catching about it.

But with a sweep of his divine sense, Ye Kong knew there was an aura inside.

As Ye Kong's voice entered, the old man in the painting walked out, carrying a hoe, walked out of the room, looked at Ye Kong lying in the rocking chair, put down the hoe, and stood behind Ye Kong.

“Sit down, don't be polite.” Ye Kong said with a smile.

Clearly, the old farmer was the owner of this place, but at this moment, Ye Kong seemed more like it.

Hearing Ye Kong's words, the old farmer sat in another rocking chair, took out a set of tea utensils, and respectfully poured a cup of tea for Ye Kong.

Ye Kong didn't even look at him, but asked, “Are you an incarnation, or some kind of ghost?”

Hearing these words, the old farmer wasn't angry, but said directly, “I… I guess I'm a memory incarnation.”

“Memory incarnation? The Great Emperor Changgu?” Ye Kong asked.

“I wouldn't dare; just call me Changgu.” The old farmer bowed slightly.

“Changgu, is this the place you lived?” Ye Kong pointed outside and asked.

Changgu nodded, slowly saying, “This is where I attained the Dao, and also the dojo I established; it's just a pity that the world has changed, and it's all in the past.”

Hearing this, Ye Kong picked up the teacup, took a light sip, and glanced at the Great Emperor Changgu.

The Great Emperor Changgu, dressed in coarse linen clothes, looked experienced, with deep eyes and sun-tanned skin.

“This is a bit different from the Great Emperor Changgu I saw.” Ye Kong frowned.

When Luo Yangtian handed over everything about the Changgu Celestial Abode to Ye Kong, Ye Kong also saw a portrait of the Great Emperor Changgu.

Dressed in silk and satin, wearing a jeweled crown, stepping on flowing cloud boots, surrounded by countless beautiful women, his eyes weren't very deep, and he was also a bit fatter.

“Mastering power can make people lose their original nature.” Changgu said in a deep voice, his face complex.

“Let me tell you a story.”

“Tell me.” Ye Kong nodded.

Changgu closed his eyes and paused for a long time, then said:

“Once upon a time, there was a peasant who rented two acres of land from the local landlord, spent all his savings to buy a dying old ox, which he used to plow the land and also to keep him company.”

“The old peasant had no sons or daughters, and no wife, because he was too poor to marry. Every year, he handed over ninety percent of his harvest to the landlord, keeping only ten percent for himself, barely making ends meet.”

“But, that old peasant, whether it was his lucky break or he was favored by the heavens, he found a secret manual and a storage ring while plowing the land.”

“It's laughable to say, but the old peasant, at his age, still fantasized about cultivating immortality, so he tried to cultivate according to the manual. There were also some special things in the storage ring that could help the old peasant cultivate quickly. As a result, the old peasant really embarked on the path of immortality, and his strength gradually became stronger.”

“One day, the landlord came to collect grain, but the old peasant had been cultivating and hadn't plowed the land. The landlord couldn't collect the grain, so he killed the old ox.”

“The old peasant took action and killed the landlord's family. The landlord brought his retainers to seek revenge, but the old peasant killed the entire landlord's family.”

“After that, the old peasant killed and killed, cultivating all the way, as if there were no bottlenecks.”

“Gradually, the old peasant lost his original heart, becoming greedy, obsessed with beauty, and obsessed with power.”

“In the end, he provoked a powerful enemy and was killed. Before his death, a wisp of the old peasant's origin returned to the place where he used to farm, using the power of his origin to evolve a dojo, dividing out his last bit of kindness, hiding it in a painting, and his origin carrying his remnant soul merged into a crystal, wanting to be reborn.”

The old farmer said here, picked up the teacup, and took a sip of tea, the tea bitter and the person also bitter.

“Tell me, if the old peasant hadn't found the secret manual and the treasure, wouldn't there have been so many things?” The old farmer looked at Ye Kong.

“Yes.” Ye Kong nodded. If the old peasant hadn't found the treasure, there wouldn't have been so many things.

There wouldn't have been the Changgu Celestial Abode!