Gate No. 7 of the Guardian Spirit in the south, He's house.

He Xuansheng slowly opened his eyes and found that he was lying on the floor of the secret room. He Xuansheng thought he had a dream, but when he got up, the empty scroll, the teardrops in his eyes, the hungry stomach, and the dark black jade pendant tightly held in his hand all reminded him that it was not a dream, it was the real ancestor of the He family!

He Xuansheng dragged his tired and hungry body to the door, opened the door, and suddenly saw that there were many people surrounding the door. The three elders of the He family, He Xuanyue are all here, and of course, there is also the head of the He family who has experienced a period of depression - He Zhuo. When everyone saw the door open, all the hanging hearts finally fell. He Zhuo strode forward, pulled He Xuansheng into his arms heavily, tears flowed down uncontrollably, and said with a crying voice: "Xuansheng, Dad is sorry for you, Dad is sorry for you!" And He Xuansheng, because of this half-month-long tension, coupled with the surprise that suddenly came after seeing his father, had already fallen asleep in his father's arms.

He Xuansheng has been sleeping for a day and a night, and during this period, He Xuan has been staying by He Xuansheng's side, never leaving. It wasn't until the next evening that He Xuansheng slowly opened his eyes, and a feeling of hunger hit him instantly, and when he looked up and saw his father in front of him, tears poured out of his eyes, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

He Zhuo pulled the table beside him, on which were all some expensive but extremely nutritious food, and said softly: "Sheng'er, let's eat first." ”

Not eating for more than half a month had already made He Xuansheng extremely hungry. So in the next few minutes, there was a gust of wind and clouds. He Zhuo looked at his gobbling son in front of him, and a smile of relief and relief gradually appeared on his face.

Indeed, when he first heard that He Xuansheng had not been out of the customs for a long time, He Xuansheng's face instantly turned a little whiter. When he arrived at the chamber and tried his best but couldn't push the door open, his face was full of worry and self-blame. Of course, he knew that He Xuansheng's actions were because of his own decadence. So in the past few days, he has been surrounded by worry and self-blame all day long, and at this time, watching He Xuansheng gradually regain his vitality, his heart is naturally a little relaxed.

"Xuansheng ......" Seeing He Xuansheng gradually slow down the speed of eating, He Zhuo said slowly: "It's really hard for you these days." Dad is useless, he failed to protect your mother, and now he has put you in such a predicament, Dad is really ashamed. Xuan Sheng, believe Dad, Dad will never leave you again. For you, for Xuanyue, and for ...... She. ”

Looking at He Zhuo, whose eyes were gradually moistening, He Xuansheng's tears flowed out again. These days, he not only has to endure the pain of his mother's death, but also has to bear the worry about his father's condition and the comfort of He Xuanyue. It's hard to imagine a six-year-old child with such perseverance and determination.

"You just woke up, don't be too uncomfortable. He Yan stretched out his hand to wipe He Xuansheng's tears, and said softly, "You absorbed the "Xuancai Jue" left by your mother, do you feel anything?"

It wasn't until He Zhuo talked about He Xuansheng that he realized that he had completed the absorption of "Xuancai Jue", and immediately calmed down and quietly comprehended, but there was no other change except for the faint flow of spiritual power in his body.

After listening to He Xuansheng's description, He Zhuo smiled faintly. Naturally, he didn't expect his six-year-old son to feel the mystery of the exercises, he just wanted to say a few words to his son. He Xuansheng's return made He Xuansheng a lot easier, at this moment, he has less of the appearance of a little adult, and a little more of what a six-year-old child should really have.

"Okay, you can start cultivating as well. Take a rest again, and tomorrow Dad will take you to find a master. ”

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Soul Protector Continent, Central City, Soul Guardian Sacred Palace.

Ten old men in different colored robes sat around a large round table one by one, discussing something with serious faces.

An old man in a golden robe said, "Six years ago, a month before the birth of the Guardian Son, the pillar of light also had a slight fluctuation, but after a while, it automatically became depressed. I think the Pillar may have sensed something, so I'd like to take someone to investigate further. ”

"Oh?" said a red-robed old man contemptuously, "if you don't doubt that the true Guardian Son will be born on that day?"

"Elder Kaiyang, there is no need to jump to conclusions. The golden-robed old man replied in a stiff voice, "I'm just suspicious, after all, the Son of the Spirit Protector is involved in the rise and fall of the entire continent, so this matter has to be treated seriously!"

The red-robed old man shook his head disdainfully, and said in a sharp voice: "Hehe, isn't it that someone from your He family was born on that day, and you want to use this to usurp the status of my family's Yanmeng!"

The words of the red-robed old man made the other nine people frown, since the fact that Kaiyang Yanmeng was the son of the soul protector was made public, this old guy was proud all day long.

"Bang!" The golden-robed old man slapped the table hard, and scolded angrily at the red-robed old man: "Kaiyanglie, the old man hasn't been in contact with his family for twenty years, don't you want to spew blood here!"

The red-robed old man was just about to respond, when a soft female voice came from the main seat, "Elder He, Elder Kaiyang, calm down." The one who spoke was a woman dressed in a dark green robe, with a delicate face, long dark green hair pouring down like a waterfall, and a pair of large dark green eyes that seemed to have seen through time, so that time did not leave any mark on her.

The woman said softly: "Two elders, now that the demon clan is about to move, this is not a good opportunity for infighting!" Then she looked at the golden-robed old man and said, "Elder He, the situation is critical now, we don't have time to do anything else, we can only trust the judgment of the holy pillar." ”

The woman paused, then looked around at all the old people present, and said loudly: "If anyone has any opinions, then discuss them again in the meeting of the ten families in two years." ”

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Gate No. 7 of the Guardian Soul in the south, the He family, the teacher's room.

"Isn't anyone willing?" He Zhuo sat solemnly on the main seat, looking at the dozens of people standing below with a cold face, and beside him was He Xuansheng with a disappointed face.

He Zhen's words were addressed to more than 70 teachers in the He family's cadre room. Cultivation is no better than others, even if a top powerhouse is not necessarily a good master. Therefore, in the entire He family and even in the entire Aura Continent, the master is an existence with a very high status. On weekdays, even the head of the family, He Zhuo, has to be amiable when he sees them, but today, He Zhuo originally wanted to find a master to teach his son, but who knew that none of these old men who he supported on weekdays were unwilling to take over!

Feeling He Zhen's rising anger, an old man in a long robe led by him said: "Family master, it's not that we don't want to accept it, it's just that the young master is only six years old this year, and we don't know what his attributes are, so we really don't dare to teach it!"

He Zhen was about to speak, but He Xuansheng beside him gently pulled his father and said softly: "Forget my father, my situation is special, don't blame them." ”

He Zhuo turned his head and looked at the little face of his well-behaved but slightly disappointed son, and his heart not only softened a little. gently touched He Xuansheng's little head, and said in a low voice: "It's okay Sheng'er, it's a big deal that my father will teach you in person." Dad doesn't believe that I'm not as good as these cowardly and scared people!" said He Zhen, turning his head to look at the trembling crowd under the steps, pulling He Xuansheng straight through, leaving only a short sentence;" As a human teacher, I don't dare to accept special disciples, it seems that it is necessary to rectify the Qianshi Hall!"

At night, He Xuansheng did not cultivate, but sat by the window, quietly looking at the night scene outside. What happened during the day still affected him a little, and he didn't know what to do. The melancholy atmosphere quietly spread, and the air around him seemed to become a little moist and viscous.

"Is Xuansheng asleep?" A gentle voice sounded from outside the door, He Xuansheng got up and opened the door, and it was He Zhuo, the head of the He family, standing at the door.

He Zheng stroked He Xuansheng's head and said softly: "Xuansheng, you don't have to worry about this matter, master, Dad will definitely handle it for you." He Xuansheng shook his head obediently and said, "It's okay father, I know that my own situation is special, so don't blame the masters of the Qianshi Hall." ”

"Silly boy. He Zhuo sighed helplessly and said, "Tomorrow the Third Elder is going to the market to buy something, if you want to go too, go and talk to the Third Elder, and he will send someone to protect you." He Zhuo turned his gaze to the room, feeling the humid and viscous air, frowned, and said softly: "What's the matter, how can the He family have the breath of a secluded family?" He Xuansheng only felt a burst of warmth coming, and his body was indescribably comfortable.

"Alright, you go to bed early. He Zhuo retracted the light, glanced at He Xuansheng again, and said, "If you also want to go, you have to get up early tomorrow, good night." ”

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