680: Long Song

“Mr. He...”

“Mr. He...”

As the upright and gentle middle-aged man arrived, the villagers who were watching from afar simultaneously showed respect on their faces.

They greeted the newcomer.

Clearly, within this utopian village, Mr. He held high prestige.

The continuous greetings awakened the young man beneath the ten-foot-tall statue.

A sense of inexplicable loss surged in the young man's heart.

Then, a hint of apology appeared on his face as he turned around and bowed to Mr. He and the villagers who had already gathered before them.

“This junior, Mu Changge, inadvertently intruded here and was impolite. I hope all uncles will forgive me.”

The young man named Mu Changge gently exhaled.

He didn't know why he had suddenly come to this secluded village.

The moment he saw the statue, he was captivated by it and became immersed.

Fortunately, he was awakened by the calls, otherwise, misunderstandings would have been inevitable.

“Mu Changge… a good name.”

He understood etiquette, knew when to advance and retreat, and was not overbearing; he was truly a good young man.

Although the young man did not display any fluctuations of Spiritual Qi or magical power, Mr. He still saw at a glance that he was a cultivator, and his cultivation was not low.

If he wished, perhaps with a single thought, the villagers in this utopian village would silently perish.

“This place is called Qingshan Village. Its location is secluded, and your ability to come here is a kind of fate.”

Mr. He looked at the young man and smiled softly.

He paused, then continued.

“Qingshan Village has been secluded here for generations, preferring tranquility. I hope, Little Friend, you will not disclose this place to the outside world in the future.”

“All the uncles here are kind-hearted people. If Little Friend is willing, you are welcome to stay here for a period of time.”

Mr. He said.

The assembled villagers nodded in agreement.

Their ancestors had lived here for generations, and it had been like this for countless years.

They had already forgotten how to communicate with outsiders.

Even when Mr. He first arrived, it still caused fear and unease among the villagers.

Later, Mr. He temporarily resided here.

He offered many valuable suggestions, such as improving plows, refining Dragon bone waterwheels, and enhancing crop cultivation methods.

This greatly increased the yield of grain from the land.

From then on, Mr. He became the most respected scholar in the entire Qingshan Village.

Every household wanted to send their Little Child to Mr. He's private school to study.

If a Little Child was naughty, they would personally discipline him severely without Mr. He having to intervene.

At this time, Mr. He's words represented their opinions.

“Thank you, Senior.”

Mu Changge looked at the middle-aged man with excellent demeanor and restrained aura, and his heart involuntarily skipped a beat.

Mr. He stood there, aloof from the world.

But no matter how he secretly probed, he could not discern this person's cultivation.

For such an existence to be secluded in a small village was truly profound.

“If Little Sir is willing, why not stay a few more days?”

While Mu Changge was pondering, an older Senior echoed Mr. He's words.

“Thank you, Senior.”

Mu Changge's heart stirred slightly, he nodded and agreed.

As Mr. He spoke, the surrounding villagers calmed down.

Mr. He was an important person with great ability.

Since even he spoke to persuade him to stay, this handsome young man would certainly not harm the village.

So, smiles appeared on their faces.

Some aunts even secretly started to scheme, but after a moment, they all gave up.

Their daughters and this young man were, after all, people from two different worlds.

“Seniors, what is the origin of this statue?”

Mu Changge thought for a moment and asked the crowd.

The moment he saw the statue, he already knew that it was the fundamental reason that attracted him here.

“This was erected by our ancestors.”

“According to what our ancestors passed down orally, a long time ago, the people of our Qingshan Village were not here.”

“Instead, they were in a man-eating purgatory.”

“It was this Senior who rescued our ancestors, allowing us to settle down and live here peacefully until now.”

“To commemorate this Senior, our ancestors erected this statue at the village entrance, for future generations to admire and for us to remember.”

The Senior who had spoken earlier looked at the statue with the blurred face, his expression serious.

This was the faith of Qingshan Village.

Otherwise, after such a long time, without generational maintenance, this statue would have long since vanished completely.

It was just that the time was too distant, so distant that it was no longer possible to restore the original appearance, which is why it looks like this now.

The other villagers nodded upon hearing this.

Although most of them only regarded the story of the statue as a tale, not a single person showed disrespect towards it.

“So that's how it is, a worthy Senior.”

A hint of respect emerged in Mu Changge's heart, but the feeling was somewhat peculiar, subtly giving him the illusion of self-praise.

“It's a pity we have forgotten the Senior's appearance; only a name has been passed down.”

“The Senior's given name is Qing.”

The Senior sighed, seemingly with some regret.

“Qing...”

Mu Changge's heart stirred, and he noted down this name.

Among the crowd, Mr. He did not speak.

He had traveled here and found the place tranquil, most suitable for cultivating his mind and comprehending the Dao.

Thus, he temporarily resided here.

He had also inquired about this statue from the villagers, but only these pieces of information were available.

“Little Friend Changge, how about staying at my place for a while?”

Mr. He extended an invitation.

This young man was like a precious jade, which made him cherish his talent.

Moreover, he also saw other things in his eyes...

“Thank you, Mr. He.”

Mu Changge thought for a moment. Since the statue attracted him here, he would stay for a period of time. He bowed respectfully, then came to Mr. He's side.

Mr. He bowed to everyone.

Then he stepped out, heading towards the location of the village's private school.

Mu Changge followed closely behind.

Watching the two leave, the gathered villagers dispersed.

The Little Child who had delivered the message had already gone to the fields, found several other Little Children catching grasshoppers, and joined them.

Laughter echoed through the fields and forests, startling flocks of birds.

Walking through the village, Mr. He moved unhurriedly.

Beside him, Mu Changge, a half-step behind, curiously observed the village.

This place was no different from ordinary mortal villages outside, but it had an added sense of tranquility, unique to Qingshan Village.

“If I'm not mistaken, Little Friend Changge cultivates the Five Elements Primordial Canon, am I right?”

Mu Changge's mood was relaxed, but Mr. He's words from slightly ahead suddenly made him tense up.

“Mr. He, why do you ask?”

Mu Changge's heart grew a little heavy, but he didn't show it on his face, feigning ignorance and asking in surprise.

“No need to be nervous. It's because I once studied the Five Elements Primordial Canon myself, so I'm not unfamiliar with this feeling.”

Mr. He smiled, and a hint of recollection appeared in his eyes.

“Mr. He is not mistaken.”

Mu Changge's heart slightly relaxed. He thought for a moment and slowly nodded.

He had obtained the Five Elements Primordial Canon by chance, which had also caused him some trouble.

However, Mr. He's cultivation was unfathomable; if he wanted to harm him, there would be no need to be so polite.

And since he had already seen through it, further concealment would only make him appear guilty.

“We've arrived. Please.”