After being expelled from the sect, I became the villain mentor

Junhong City is located at the intersection of four rivers. It has the largest transportation terminal in the mainland and countless tall ships.

After flying for a whole day, Yu Nian and his party finally stopped at the gate of Junhong City.

Ling Cang, who had not returned for thousands of years, stood on the tall pier at the city gate of Junhong, watching the fishermen and boatmen coming and going, as well as the girls selling lotus flowers and lotus pods, feeling a little emotional in his heart.

In his previous life, the people of the Ling family and Junhong City were killed by evil cultivators. When he rushed back, only broken walls, corpses and blood were left on the ground.

Now, he saw the intact Junhong City again, instead of the devastated Jedi in his memory. It felt really good.

"What are you standing there for? Come in."

Looking at Ling Cang, who rarely showed such a dazed expression, Yu Nian couldn't control her hand and patted Ling Cang on the back of his head, rubbing it twice.

Well, it feels good...

Ling Cang came back to his senses and looked at Yu Nian's hand with cold eyes, then looked at Yu Nian expressionlessly. Yu Nian felt a little guilty and couldn't help but retract his hand into his sleeve.

As soon as they entered the city gate, Yun Yan and Yetang were attracted by the crisscrossing waterways of Junhong City. Waterways crisscrossed the city, bridges could be seen everywhere, and pedestrians were shoulder to shoulder.

"Master, this is the first time I've seen a city like this." Yun Yan's eyes sparkled.

Due to the numerous waterways, the streets in Junhong City are not as wide as those on Huashen Island. They are paved with narrow bluestones of varying sizes. The bluestone ground has been polished smooth by passers-by and carriages, and there is even green moss growing in the corners of the streets, giving it a very historical look.

Yu Nian patiently explained, "Outside Junhong City, there's an abundant water system, and it's all fresh water. Bringing water into the city would make it easier to use. The seawater from Huashen Island shouldn't be brought into the inner city, and we need to prevent it from flooding back. However, given Junhong's topography, there's a risk of flooding during the rainy season."

The master and his disciples studied as they walked. Ling Cang tried hard to dig out his memories from thousands of years ago, leading them through several streets and successfully arriving at the gate of Ling Mansion.

"arrive."

The two stood in front of a luxurious mansion with high walls and dazzling glazed tiles.

This mansion is very luxurious and covers a large area. Through the tall courtyard wall, you can vaguely see the top of a lush hill surrounded by the wall.

However, the entrance to such a luxurious mansion was deserted and the door was closed.

Ling Cang walked forward and rang the doorknob, and soon a middle-aged man in a gray-brown cloth robe and a small hat came to open the door.

"Young Master?"

The middle-aged man was stunned at first, then he led the two people in with excitement, turning around from time to time to look at Yu Nian and his group.

The news of Ling Cang's return quickly caused ripples in the Ling Mansion. These ripples quickly expanded and tended to turn into huge waves.

Ling Cang and Yu Nian were sitting in the hall, drinking tea brought by the maid. Soon, a beautiful middle-aged woman with a rosy face and a boy of about thirteen or fourteen years old rushed to the hall.

"elder brother!"

The handsome young man's eyes lit up when he saw Ling Cang, and he immediately rushed towards Ling Cang and gave him a bear hug.

Ling Cang felt a familiar aura from the young man. Although he did not refuse, he felt a little at a loss about such intimacy and enthusiasm.

After so many years, Ling Cang has already forgotten who this person is...

"Yucheng, your cousin was scared by you." Looking at Ling Cang, who was stiff and uncomfortable all over, the middle-aged beautiful woman covered her mouth and laughed.

The reminder from the middle-aged beautiful woman made the things deep in Ling Cang's memory gradually emerge in his mind. He now remembered that the young man was his second uncle's son Ling Le, whose nickname was Yucheng, and the beautiful woman was his second aunt Duan Xiaowan.

The young man let go of Ling Cang, scratched his head, and then looked at Yu Nian with shining eyes, "Brother, is this your master?"

Ling Cang nodded stiffly. Although he remembered his relatives, because the time was too long ago, he still didn't know how to get along with these people who had died long ago in his memory.

Ling Cang looked at Duan Xiaowan and sighed softly, "Second Aunt...where are Father and Second Uncle?"

"They're busy at the bank and the docks," Duan Xiaowan replied, then glanced at the sky outside. "It's getting late, I'll go get dinner ready. You cousins ​​are chatting, and the immortals, please sit down for a while. We'll be ready for dinner soon."

With that, Duan Xiaowan left the front hall.

The Ling family was a large cultivation family with countless disciples and followers. Generally speaking, only mortals would call a cultivator an immortal...

When Yu Nian thought of this, he looked at Duan Xiaowan and Ling Le, who had no cultivation at all, and felt a little confused.

In fact, it is not only Yu Nian who is paying attention to this matter, Ling Cang is also worried about it at the moment.

The direct descendants of the previous generation of the Ling family were his father Ling Xing and his second uncle Ling Tian. His second uncle was a lovesick man and was determined to marry his second aunt, the lotus-picking girl, no matter how his father persuaded him.

In fact, his father was not a pedantic and stubborn person. It was just that when a monk married a mortal, the chance of the offspring having spiritual roots would be much lower than when monks married each other.

Look, his only cousin is unfortunately a mortal without spiritual roots, which makes his uncle and aunt very worried.

You must know that in a large family of cultivators, it is a very shameful thing for a mortal without spiritual roots to appear, especially among the direct descendants.

Because Ling Le was unable to practice cultivation, he had been ridiculed by countless disciples from other branches of the family and outsiders since he was a child, and he developed a sensitive and inferior personality. Fortunately, Ling Tian had a strong character, and with the protection of Ling Cang, Ling Le was not bullied.

Ling Cang was silent for a while, and suddenly remembered that in the world of cultivation, there was a legendary spirit-making flower that could give mortals the opportunity to shape their spiritual roots.

Perhaps in the eyes of other cultivators, the Plastic Root Flower had already become extinct, or perhaps these people had never even heard of it, but in his previous life, he had heard that this thing had appeared in a secret realm...

Before dinner was served, Ling Xing and Ling Tian, ​​who had been busy all day, received news from their servants and rushed back to the Ling Mansion early.

A middle-aged man dressed in gold and with a clean face rushed into the hall with joy. When he saw Ling Cang sitting on the chair, his eyes turned red and he quickly stepped forward to look at Ling Cang.

"Yushu, why have you lost weight? Why don't you take good care of yourself when you're away from home?"

If you ignore the facts, the picture is still touching.

Ling Cang was stunned when he heard this. Thanks to Yu Nian, not only did his height grow from seven feet to eight feet in just over a year, but his weight also increased a lot... He is still thin now?

"Ling Cang, so your courtesy name is Yushu." Yu Nian's eyes lit up when he finally knew Ling Cang's name.

In the Zhongzhou area, there is a custom of giving courtesy names, but this is the first time I have heard of Ling Cang's courtesy name.

Yu Nian's words finally caught the old father's attention. Ling Qing turned to look at Yu Nian with a friendly smile. "You are Yu Nian, Yu Shu's master, right? You have worked hard teaching him all this time. How about this courtesy name? Before Yu Shu was born, I painstakingly thought of a name for him for over a hundred years."

"May I ask what the meaning of the Jade Tree is?"

"It is taken from the Chinese idiom 玉树临风 (Jade Tree in the Wind), and I hope my son can be as graceful and elegant as the jade tree."

Ling Xing looked very happy, and his tone seemed to indicate that he was proud of how cultured he was.

Yu Nian looked at Ling Cang, who was standing next to her with a face full of bruises and a look of shame and anger, and smiled secretly.

It is true that father’s love is like a mountain… a true portrayal of a landslide.