A few days ago, Uncle Yue went to the town not far from the village to buy some things, and when he came back, his face was a little abnormal, even if he was well hidden, he was still discovered by Zhuo Chuan.

He didn't ask too much, everyone has something on their minds, this is human nature.

But today, it seems that Tingting's father may not be a trivial matter, not only as simple as affecting the mood, but also related to the lively and lovely little girl in front of him.

"Could it be Tingting's mother?" Zhuo Chuan guessed in his heart that he had been in the village for more than two months, but he had never met Uncle Yue's wife, and the neighbors around him seemed to deliberately not mention it, and they never talked about it at all.

"Uncle Yue, what's going on, say it and we'll solve it together!"

Zhuo Chuan said softly, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became heavy, and even Tingting, who was not familiar with the world, noticed the abnormality, looked at the two with big eyes and no longer fighting.

The meal was steaming, and today's lunch was extraordinarily rich, with chicken, duck and fish, and even a jar of aged old wine, which was prepared by Tingting's father for himself.

Several people didn't move their chopsticks, the room was silent, and the needles could be heard!

"Eat, eat first......"

Finally, Uncle Yue broke the tranquility, hugged Tingting to the chair beside him, picked up the wine jar and poured wine.

Soon, the room was filled with the aroma of wine, and he poured himself a drink, and did not touch the full table of food, but drank by himself, sighing from time to time.

"Uncle Yue......" Zhuo Chuan shouted, seeing such a scene, he couldn't eat it.

"Daddy!"

Tingting looked up, not knowing what was going on.

Syllable!

Tingting's father put down the wine bowl, laughed self-deprecatingly, rubbed Tingting's little head, and said dotingly: "Look at me, it was a good happy event, but it made me so heavy." ”

Then, he slowly told what he encountered when he went out of the village a few days ago, talked about a lot, opened the conversation for a while, and finished it for a long time.

"The will left by Tingting's mother......"

"Can you let her join the Immortal Gate to practice?"

Zhuo Chuan was surprised, he didn't expect such a thing.

"When I was young, I begged Ziyang with her, but in the end, because my qualifications were too poor, I couldn't be favored by the Taoist ......"

Tingting's father drank all the wine in the bowl, and when he recalled the past when he was young, there was a bitterness on his face that could not be hidden.

At that time, she tried her best to let me stay in Ziyang as a Taoist child, rely on her, and continue to be together. "Old things were mentioned, and Uncle Yue kept drinking, wanting to drown the pain in his heart.

"Later, there was Tingting, but ...... She's gone!"

Zhuo Chuan wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know where to open his mouth, so he could only pat Uncle Yue's shoulder slightly hard, and couldn't say a word.

After Tingting's mother died, Uncle Yue also left Ziyang and returned to Yue Village with Xiao Tingting, who was still a baby, and never asked about Sanxianling anymore, and the people in the village also understood his pain, so they never talked about those things.

The only one who talks about the fairy family, but Tingting, who doesn't know anything, has always been proud that her father almost joined the fairy sect, and often shows off to others

"That day I went to the town to buy fabrics and wanted to make some new clothes for Tingting. ”

Zhuo Chuan listened quietly and did not interrupt Uncle Yue's words.

"I met the former Taoist leader, and he told me that Wan'er left a will, asking the sect to bring Tingting to Ziyang when she was twelve years old, and from then on to step into the realm of monasticism. ”

Uncle Yue said the point, and his reluctant eyes fell on Tingting, with a lot of thoughts in his heart.

"I don't know how Wan'er did it, so the Taoist chief agreed to her request. Uncle Yue continued, spitting out the smell of wine in his mouth, "But this is a good thing, let Tingting join the Xianmen cultivation, of course I won't refuse, it's just ...... A little reluctant. ”

Zhuo Chuan understands that father and daughter have depended on each other for so many years, and suddenly one day his daughter will leave, and instead of going to a private school to study, she wants to enter the cultivation sect of the immortal Taoist and start a new life.

As a father, he is naturally reluctant, and it is no wonder that he sighs silently these days and often drinks alone.

"What about Tingting's twelfth birthday?" Zhuo Chuan asked, and after knowing the cause and effect of the incident, he didn't worry much anymore.

"Tomorrow!" Uncle Yue replied, "The Taoist chief will also come to the village tomorrow and take Tingting away." ”

Then, after a long silence, the house fell silent again, and the cicadas and birds around the village could be heard.

"Eat, eat, you can't go hungry, right......" Uncle Yue pushed Zhuo Chuan to his seat and asked several people to start eating and taste his craftsmanship.

"Yes, eat!"

Zhuo Chuan picked up a piece of dried meat and put it into Tingting's bowl, and said with a smile: "Tingting is here to eat meat......"

He and Uncle Yue both gave vegetables to Xiao Tingting, thinking that she would be picked up by the Taoist tomorrow, Zhuo Chuan was also a little reluctant in his heart.

"Daddy, I don't want to go, I want to stay with Daddy......" Tingting hugged her father's arm and didn't let go tightly, afraid that she would be sent away as soon as she let go.

Although Xiao Tingting is young, she can still understand the conversation between Zhuo Chuan and the two, and knows that someone will come to pick her up tomorrow.

"Tingting is obedient...... Obedient!"

Uncle Yue fed her a mouthful of food, and his tone trembled a little, but he quickly adjusted, calmed down, asked Zhuo Chuan to eat, and tried to solve the hot dishes on the table.

......

Time couldn't help but slip away, as if it was just a moment, and soon, the next day came!

The morning sun is warm, rising from the mountains, casting a halo of light that dispels the sleepless night.

Early in the morning, Zhuo Chuan and Uncle Yue had already gotten up, looking at Xiao Tingting, who was still asleep, both of them couldn't help but smile bitterly, and raised their eyes from time to time to look outside the village, as if they were waiting for something.

"Today, Tingting is leaving!"

Uncle Yue's voice looked a little old at this moment, and his eyes fell on Tingting in the room, his eyes full of reluctant love.

It didn't take long, there was finally movement outside the village, when Zhuo Chuan looked, he saw a long rainbow flying from a distance, the brilliance was misty, and a Taoist Yuhong could be seen faintly riding the wind, the fairy wind bone, blinking an eye, falling in the courtyard.

"The Taoist ......"

Uncle Yue stepped forward and saluted, very respectfully.

This is a energetic old Taoist, with white beard and black hair, holding a whisk in his hand, surrounded by immortal brilliance, at first glance, he is a master of the Tao, such as an old immortal who descended from the heavenly realm.

Zhuo Chuan was amazed, there are really immortals in this world, driving the rainbow to fly, and the Taoism is profound.

"I'll pick up Tingting!"

The Taoist said slowly, very kind, an amiable old man, without any arrogance, just like an ordinary elder.

"Who is this?" he noticed Zhuo Chuan on the side, a little puzzled, because he roughly knew the situation in Tingting's family, and the father and daughter had always depended on each other, and he had never heard of the young man in front of him.

When Uncle Yue heard this, he immediately explained: "He is Zhuochuan's little brother, who he met in the barren mountains and mountains before, and temporarily lived at home. ”

He didn't say anything about the rainy night, but simply introduced Zhuo Chuan's identity.

"Your qi and blood strength is amazing, and it can be compared to an adult strong ox. The old Taoist's eyes were burning, and when he came up, he understood the strangeness of Zhuo Chuan.

Then, he instantly moved in front of Zhuo Chuan, leaving a series of afterimages along the way.

The Taoist waved the dust in his hand on Zhuo Chuan's body, and suddenly, his body felt warm, as if a stream of heat had entered his body, but after a while, this feeling disappeared.

"Huigen is excellent, it is actually an excellent cultivation material!" said the old Taoist, staring at him with a pair of eyes, very eager, as if he had met a treasure.

Then, he pondered for a moment, nodded appreciatively at Zhuo Chuan, and said, "Are you willing to go to the Ziyang Cultivation Dao with me?"

Zhuo Chuan was stunned, he didn't expect the Taoist chief to put forward such words, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

"The three Cave Heaven Blessed Lands in the Three Immortal Mountains are all excellent cultivation treasure lands, and my Ziyang Cave Heaven occupies one of them, and the inheritance is ancient and long-lasting!"

The Taoist chief continued, recognizing Zhuo Chuan's cultivation qualifications and wanting to receive his disciples.

"Poor Dao Wu Haoran, Elder of Ziyang Cave Heavenly Hanging Mirror Peak, you can call me Daoist Wu Dao!" He introduced himself, he was an elder from the Ziyang Cave Heaven in the Three Immortal Mountains, his status was not low, and he had an immortal mountain of his own.

The old Taoist is the teacher of Uncle Yue's wife, who is amazingly old, and I heard that he has nearly 200 years of cultivation, and he is the elder of the elders.

"Can cultivation really lead to immortality?"

Zhuo Chuan yearns for it, on the earth, a centenarian is precious, let alone this kind of old Taoist with nearly two hundred years of experience, he can't think of it.

"Cultivating the Tao, some people cultivating the Fa, some cultivating the mind, and some cultivating the body, in the final analysis, are all cultivating longevity!"

Daoist Wu Haoran said that he valued Zhuo Chuan's qualifications very much, believing that this was a seed of cultivation, and his achievements might be higher than him in the future.

"Will you go with me?"