Chapter Seventy-One
Yan Xiaoqi felt that the ancient admonition was extreme: I am three times a day, my body, is it bitter, tired, and tormented?
Not?!
Oh well, do it again!
She almost forgot how many people's bodies she had possessed, and she only remembered that she was being tortured more and more every time. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
In the year of the disaster, he was a homeless person, wandering around with the crowd, begging for food, and finally being beaten to death with a stick?
During the war years, I appeared on the border, and I didn't even dare to sleep at night, for fear that the city gate would be broken down and become a prisoner, and it was said that the woman would be used as a military prostitute!
She even worked as a little widow, guarding her mean mother-in-law and weak son every day, and the hard days were not even comparable to those in Qushui Village.
When she became a baby again and was born in a large family, she listened to Wen Po's congratulatory words, looked at Wen Po's swaddling hand, and cried earth-shatteringly.
The baby's heart is bitter, really bitter. The baby just wants to seek stability in the present world, quiet years, no moths, why is it so difficult!
Yan Xiaoqi cried all the way until midnight, his voice was hoarse, and he was still convulsing, which frightened the nurse who came to breastfeed.
trembling and living to the age of three, she was fed and clothed every day, so that she gradually forgot her previous pain and showed her original form again.
On a crisp autumn morning, Yan Xiaoqi was carried to the ancestral hall by the nursing mother, and there were many people in the ancestral hall at this time, all of whom were like them, three or four-year-old babies brought by the nursing mother.
As far as the eye can see, these children are all very good, such as big round eyes with ink, smooth and fair skin, and even hair combed into small horns, all black and shiny.
"Have all the school-age children in all the houses and houses arrived?"
In the ancestral hall, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his early thirties asked in a deep voice to a young man beside him.
"Back to the Great Elder, all the school-age children in each room and courtyard have arrived, and among the children who came to measure the spiritual root this time, there are three sisters-in-law, four sisters-in-law, seven sisters-in-law and nine sisters-in-law."
What the? Do you want to divide the concubines? Yan Xiaoqi's little head shrunk in the nurse's arms poked out in an instant, isn't she still a poor concubine.
Someone who is extremely sensitive to identity directly ignores the three important words of 'soul detection root'.
The young man asked the women in the courtyard to put all the children on the ground and line up to enter the ancestral hall one by one.
Yan Xiaoqi followed behind a round little boy, walking on his short legs, and struggled over the threshold.
As soon as she entered the door, she was surprised by the strange and dazzling scene in front of her, and she didn't have time to retract another broken leg that was still outside the door, and fell directly to the ground.
What does that dazzling blue-green light mean? She looked at the little girl with her palm on a dark and quaint compass, and her heart rolled.
It's not what she thought it was, was it? Yan Xiaoqi looked at the children in the ancestral hall stupidly, and stepped forward to check one by one, but after some children put their palms on the compass, they would bring three or four kinds of light, but some made the compass have no reaction.
Yan Xiaoqi was the last in the team, all the way to the little fat dun in front of her, the best Linggen in this group of children was the little girl when she entered the door just now, Mizuki Erlinggen.
Xiao Chubby Dun walked up with two stout little short legs and a smirk, and Yan Xiaoqi saw that the young man opposite was unusually kind to him.
"Come, Little Ten, put your hands here." The man smiled softly and took his hand over the compass.
A pure red light shot straight into the sky, hitting the roof of the hall, reflecting the fire in the ancestral hall.
"Okay, okay," the middle-aged man stared at the firelight, and his unsmiling face was full of joy that could not be concealed: "Two hundred years, two hundred years, our Pingjin Zhao family finally has the qualification to return to Tianling Mountain." ”
Little Fat Dun is no better than the ignorant Yan Xiaoqi, he is also very satisfied with his test results, he is almost four years old, and he is precocious He already knows the current situation of the family and everyone's expectations of him.
With Xiao Fat Dun, a descendant of the fire system single spirit root with extremely high spiritual root purity, the middle-aged men and young people were so happy that they almost forgot that there was Yan Xiaoqi, the last child waiting to be tested.
"Uncle Thirteen, there is still a little sister over there who hasn't been tested." Although Xiao Chubby Dun is the child of the head of the family, it is rare that he is not raised and willful, and the Xu family urgently needs to take off, so the patriarch of the Zhao family, that is, his father, has been instilling in his ears to pay attention to brotherhood.
In the world of cultivating immortals, everything speaks with strength, but in a family, if you want to get a higher position and get more resources, it is not enough to rely on your personal ability and cultivation, you also need the entire family to condense.
Little Fat Dun has been influenced by Zhao Wu since he was a child, although there are some things he doesn't know much about at his current age, but he can still take care of his sister's emotions and not let her be left out in the cold.
Yan Xiaoqi was very surprised to look at the little fat dun like a little adult, and under the gaze of the two adults, he walked step by step to the front table, and then followed the appearance of the little chubby dun and put his hand up.
Different from the extremely red firelight just now, a bright white light with a sinuous and circling silver snake seemed to be able to rush out of the roof and reflect the starry sky.
"This, this," the middle-aged man was speechless in shock, and it took a long time before he found his voice after the momentum weakened: "It's actually a mutated Lei Ling Root, a Lei Ling Root with a full score of purity." ”
My Zhao family is destined to soar and soar into the sky!
The Great Elder suddenly burst into tears and knelt down on the ground against the ancestral tablet in the hall: "Thank you Ancestor for bless my Zhao clan, thank you Ancestor for bless my Zhao clan." ”
As he spoke, the young man also knelt on the ground and bowed to the ancestral tablet. The older children in the hall followed their example and knelt down.
Yan Xiaoqi was already shocked and couldn't say it at this time, is she going to be transferred? Did God pity her for being too miserable in the past, so this life gave her such a thick golden finger?
Little Fat Dun turned his head and smirked at Yan Xiaoqi, and a row of little white teeth was naughty and exposed.
Knowing that this is the realm of cultivating immortals, the doubts in Yan Xiaoqi's heart were gradually solved, for example, her identity is not a concubine, she is the concubine she has always been thinking about, although her mother's cultivation is not very profound, but it is also in the middle stage of foundation building, the reason why she has never seen her biological mother is because her cultivator-like mother began to retreat and recuperate after giving birth.
Throughout the pregnancy, Xu was because Yan Xiaoqi's demand for aura was too much, which made her mother-in-law Tian's cultivation almost retreat to the early stage of foundation building, so after the child was born and lost to the nursing mother, she immediately retreated to stabilize her cultivation.
And her new cheap father, in the fourth month of Tian's pregnancy, followed a clan brother to the newly opened secret realm to find opportunities, this time it was four years, if it wasn't for his soul lamp has not been extinguished, the clan would have thought that they had both fallen.