Yasuo tried his best to use words to boost morale, but the effect was not as ideal as he expected - he was not a person known for his eloquence, and in this case, his language was still a little pale after all.

Then, just when Yasuo was searching for something more uplifting to say, the door to the courtyard was suddenly pushed open, and Elder Yuanlan, with white beard and hair, appeared tremblingly at the door with the support of little Ino.

The commandos turned their heads subconsciously.

Elder Yuanlan seemed to have not seen anyone in the courtyard. He slowly took a few steps forward and stretched out his hand to support the ancient spiritual willow tree.

"I saw this tree for the first time when I was seven years old." In the breeze, Elder Yuanlan's voice was as calm as ever, but it clearly appeared in everyone's ears as if he was telling a story to a child.

, "I was surprised at that time that a tree could grow so big and thick."

"My father told me that this is a spiritual willow tree, and it is also the first spiritual willow tree in Ionia. It does not support the sky, but it connects us with our ancestors."

"When I was ten years old, my grandfather passed away. The day before he left, he told me that he wanted to become a part of Lingliu. From now on, he could only speak to me through the sound of the wind blowing through the catkins during the Spring Festival in Zhan.

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"That's when I fell in love with wind. Later, my teacher thought that my brain was quite bright, so he took me into the Swift Wind Sword Sect."

"Time flies so fast." Elder Yuanlan reached out and touched the child's head, "Everyone is getting gray very quickly, just like my beard turned gray at some point - you too, I remember just now

When I saw you, you were half a head shorter than you are now."

Little Ino didn't speak, and neither did the commando team members.

"I'm going to be a hundred years old soon." Elder Yuanlan seemed to be feeling a little emotional in his tone, "But winter is about to come, and this year's Zhan Spring Festival has not come yet... I don't know what happened to Lingliu, but it didn't bloom today.

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"Tell me, Ino, will the willow tree never bloom again?"

"No!" Little Ino raised his head, shook his head, and looked at Elder Yuanlan with a firm face, "Grandpa Yuanlan, the willow tree will always bloom - my father and my mother are both the same.

I said, they will come to see me during the Spring Festival in Zhan. I have already learned Su Zhen and cassock chop, and I will be together soon. They love me so much, so they will not be late!"

"Really?" Elder Yuanlan smiled and nodded, "That's great - when the Spring Festival comes, you must have a good talk with them..."

"Tell them about your journey from Baru'o to Navoli, from Tevasse to Oncuo."

"Ino, you have to remember that this is the land of birth, the place where our ancestors have lived for generations. They will bless us in the sky and listen to us during the Spring Festival."

"..."

"..."

Following Elder Yuanlan's narration, it was clear that it was already late autumn, but in the breeze, for some reason, everyone's noses felt the faint fragrance of peach blossoms that only exists in spring.

In the sweet peach blossom flavor, there is a hint of sourness that makes everyone feel refreshed.

In the breeze, the ancient spirit willows began to squeeze out a few small willow flowers silently, and then opened quietly, and then turned into catkins all over the sky.

In this sky full of catkins that resembles the Spring Festival, everyone in the commando team no longer has any confusion in their eyes.

Yasuo needed to speak again, so he just turned around quietly - behind him, all the team members turned around in unison and took firm steps.

The long sword is unsheathed.

No matter what the outcome is, we will never let down the blessings of our ancestors or the expectations of our descendants.

Because this is the birthplace where our ancestors have lived for generations, and it is our beloved Ionia.

Seeing the team leaving the yard, Elder Yuanlan took out his small horse and sat silently under the willow tree.

Yasuo, Yasuo, haven't you always been curious about what kind of wind spirit I summoned in the wind summoning ceremony when I was a child?

Now I can tell you.

The wind spirit I feel is not the guarding wind, nor the agile wind, but the peach and plum spring breeze...

After silently answering Yasuo's question in his mind, Elder Yuanlan let go of Ino's hand and slowly closed his eyes.
Chapter completed!