"Who? Who are you looking for?"

Lin Fu put down the teacup and got up and walked to the door. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"We are disciples of Huidan Pavilion, and we have come to send the True Yuan Stone to Senior Brother Lin Yi. ”

A slightly immature voice came from outside the door.

When Lin Fu opened the door, he saw two young men dressed in black standing at the door, both of whom were twelve or thirteen years old, with clear eyebrows and immature faces.

"It turned out to be a senior disciple of Huidan Pavilion, come in and enter the house. ”

Lin Fu looked at the big box held by the two teenagers, and his heart suddenly burst into joy. He had long heard that this time the outer disciples of the Lin clan would be the first in the martial arts, and they would get a hundred inferior True Yuan Stones, since the person who came was a disciple of Hui Dan Pavilion, these two big boxes must contain the hundred True Yuan Stones.

"I am Lin Yi's father, Lin Yi is now cultivating in the cultivation room, please sit in the room. Lin Fu politely invited the two teenagers into the room.

Chen Cuilian put down the frying spoon when she heard the news, and hurriedly ran to make tea.

"It turned out to be Uncle Lin, we are here to send the True Yuan Stone to Senior Brother Lin Yi, and when the True Yuan Stone is delivered, we should go back to recover our lives. ”

The two teenagers put two large wooden boxes on the table, bowed to Lin Fu and Chen Cuilian, and walked out of the room.

One of the teenagers glanced at the cultivation room and exclaimed, "I didn't expect Senior Brother Lin to be so diligent, and he just won the first place in the outer sect and started cultivating. ”

Another teenager nodded and said, "Senior Brother Lin is really a model for my Lin clan's disciples. ”

Speaking of Lin Yi, the faces of the two teenagers were full of admiration.

Not long after the two Hui Dan Pavilion disciples left, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion also sent someone to send a waist card. With this waist card, Lin Yi can go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to choose a set of Xuan-level martial arts at will.

Sending off the disciples of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Lin Fu returned to the room and saw the golden waist card and two boxes of True Yuan Stones on the table, and his breathing suddenly became short.

"Master, look at your happiness, is there anything famous about this waist card and two big boxes?" Chen Cuilian took off her apron and asked curiously.

Lin Fu smiled, took a sip of tea, and said, "Cuilian, you don't know this." Do you see this waist card? This waist card is a special waist card for entering the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, this waist card is not gold or silver, flying copper is not wood, this is made of deep-sea iron, and deep-sea iron is an indispensable material for refining magic weapons. ”

Chen Cuilian blinked her eyes and said puzzledly: "So, this waist card is very expensive?"

"Of course it's expensive. Lin Fu said with a smile.

"How much silver is that worth?" said Chen Cuilian's eyes lit up.

Lin Fu saw that his wife's old problem had been committed again, and he immediately couldn't cry or laugh.

"You, you, how can the value of this waist card be measured by gold and silver. If...... If you have to estimate the price, at least 100,000 taels. ”

"Ten...... 100,000 taels! Oh my God! Such an inconspicuous little sign is worth 100,000 taels?" Chen Cuilian gasped and stared at the waist card on the table.

"Cuilian, what do you want? This is Yi'er's pass to enter the Hidden Scripture Pavilion to select high-level martial arts, you must not fight its idea. Lin Fu sternly warned his wife.

"Hehe, how can you be in charge?" Chen Cuilian rubbed her little hands embarrassedly, "Although my wife is a little bit obsessed with money, it also depends on the situation, this waist card is a pass for our son to ascend to a higher cultivation realm, how can I fight its idea? By the way, if you want to drink some wine tonight, I'll buy it for you." ”

Lin Fu saw his mother's promise, so he nodded.

Chen Cuilian took a piece of silver from the package and rushed out of the house with a gust of wind.

Seeing that his wife had moved for a long time, working inside and out for so long, and she didn't look tired at all, Lin Fu shook his head speechlessly.

When Lin Yi walked out of the cultivation room, Chen Cuilian had already filled the table with dishes, and Lin Fu was sitting at the table and pouring himself a drink.

"Yi'er, you're finally out, wash your hands and come over for dinner. Chen Cuilian greeted.

Lin Yi agreed, cleaned his hands and face, and came to the dining table.

The family sits around the dining table, where there are chickens and ducks, fish and meat, assorted snacks, and crispy dishes.

Tonight is very rare, Lin Fu poured a glass of wine for his son, and the father and son chatted about homely things while sipping a little wine.

In order not to let his parents worry about him, Lin Yi didn't say a word about the Lin clan's martial arts, but just told some interesting stories about what he encountered in the Refining Pavilion, the legendary story of Master Ku, and so on. Lin Fu asked about the martial arts, and Lin Yi also said a few words briefly and concisely, changing the topic again.

Outside the window, the moon is like water, and unconsciously, a faint layer of mist rises in the whole courtyard, the wind blows, and the pine and cypress branches and leaves rustle.

After a meal, Lin Fu was drunk, swallowed his anger for more than ten years, his son finally got ahead, Lin Fu was completely relaxed physically and mentally tonight, and he was drunk.

Lin Yi carried his father to the bed, and as soon as his head touched the pillow, Lin Fu fell asleep.

Looking back, Lin Yi found that his mother's mood was a little wrong, and he saw his mother's eyes red and looking at him with a resentful expression.

"Mother, what's wrong with you, who bullied you?" Lin Yi frowned and asked.

Who knew that Chen Cuilian rushed over and rubbed him into her arms, and sobbed in a low voice: "Yi'er, my good Yi'er, you have suffered these days......"

Mother is crying, crying Lin Yi has no master.

"Mother, don't cry, I'm fine, I'm really fine. Lin Yi explained.

"Hmph, you still say it's okay? It's okay, the golden-armored warriors of the Lin clan will run to stand guard at the gate of our house? It's okay, you're going to stay all night? It's okay, you're going to be in a hurry to urge me and your father to move......"

Lin Yi opened his mouth and was speechless. It turned out that she could see everything from her mother, but she didn't say or ask.

"Mother, don't worry, there will really be nothing in the future. Lin Yi swore and said: "Now, we have moved into the Lin compound, and no one will do anything to our family in the future." ”

Chen Cuilian wiped away her tears, looked at her son distressedly, and reached out to gently touch her son's cheek.

"Yi'er, don't look at my mother's crazy all day long, heartless and lungless, but my mother's heart is bright, you have paid so much for our family, your father and I are in our eyes, you can rest assured, practice hard, how high you can climb, how high you can fly, how far you can fly, your father and I will never become a burden to you." ”

"Mother, how can you say such a thing? How can you and your father be a burden to me? The reason why I embarked on the path of cultivation is to let you live a good life with me, you are definitely not a burden to me, you are my motivation, and the source of my cultivation power. Lin Yi said very seriously.

Chen Cuilian looked at her son's eyes, silent for a long time, I don't know how long it took, she sobbed, with tears on her face, and said with a smile: "My family Yi'er has grown up, so I am relieved." ”

Tonight, Lin Yi did not practice for the first time, but accompanied his mother for half a night, until his mother fell asleep with his arm on his pillow, Lin Yi hugged his mother to the big bed, covered the quilt for the two parents, and Lin Yi walked out of the room and closed the door.