The sun rises and sets, day and night, and in the blink of an eye, more than a year has passed in a hurry. In the past year or so www.biquge.info Zhao Zheng has spent all his time on cultivation in addition to his simple life and rest.

With Zhao Zheng's efforts, the results are gratifying. Just after Zhao Zheng began to try to control the water in the air, in just ten days, Zhao Zheng was able to control the water potential as if he was putting his hand in the water, but the distance was not far, and it was only a palm's height from the water surface.

Half a year later, Zhao Zheng was already able to write words in the air outside the three zhangs. If ordinary people in the rivers and lakes saw it, they would definitely be surprised, and shouted without being shocked: "An eight-year-old boy actually has such a deep internal force!" However, this is only an illusion. Unlike in the Qin Shi Mingyue, Master Xiaomeng and the Confucian head Fu Nian competed, they really relied on internal force to drive water and establish words, while Zhao Zheng just relied on the induction of water to drive water away.

And now, more than a year later, Zhao Zheng is no longer just a water.

"Up!" In the morning, when most people were still asleep, Zhao Zheng had already begun to cultivate. I saw that the water tank that was originally placed in the corner of the courtyard suddenly rushed up a column of rushing water. With Zhao Zheng's gaze, the water flow seemed to come to life, swimming around, and invisibly, the water flow gradually appeared in the form of a dragon.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! There was a sudden knock on the door in front of the hospital, and today happened to be the day when Zhao Ji came to visit Zhao Zheng.

"Go!" Letting the water flow back into the tank, Zhao Zheng slowly walked towards the door.

At the beginning of the period, when Zhao Zheng faced Zhao Ji again after two lifetimes, Zhao Zheng's heart was full of rejection. The reason is very simple, in the second life, his mother's style really made Zhao Zheng dare not compliment, but that's it. The most intolerable thing for Zhao Zheng, and what completely angered him, was that his mother actually teamed up with her mistress to overthrow her own dominance. As an emperor, there is no way to tolerate this in any way.

Although later, under Mao Jiao's persuasion, he had to take Zhao Ji, who had been assigned, back to the palace. However, even if Zhao Ji was taken back to the palace, there was no longer the style of the past, and there were several old palace maids left around to serve, and the dormitory where she lived was surrounded by the Iron Eagle Ruishi on the inside and three on the outside, until four years later, she died of depression.

Therefore, when Zhao Zheng had the opportunity to return home for the first time after living in the Zhongyin Old Man's Home for a month, Zhao Zheng did not choose to go back. Waiting until the next day, Zhao Ji, who had not seen Zhao Zheng return for a long time, still couldn't hold back the thoughts in her heart and took the initiative to visit Zhao Zheng at the old man's house in Zhongyin.

However, to Zhao Ji's surprise, when Zhao Zheng, who was originally well-behaved and lovely, saw him, he did not have the imaginary attachment, but was full of indifference, and in the depths of his eyes, he could even see a trace of hatred and ridicule.

Zhao Zheng's abnormality suddenly poured the originally anxious Zhao Ji into the heart, but after all, the mother-son love is deep, even if Zhao Zheng is like this, Zhao Ji still shush back and forth, but all she got was Zhao Zheng's "Thank you mother".

A sentence of "Thank you, mother" made Zhao Ji, who still had many questions and words of concern, speechless all of a sudden, and after barely staying for a while, she left in a hurry.

After Zhao Ji left, the taste in Zhao Zheng's heart was also very uncomfortable, if it was just the memory of one life, it would be easy to say, but now Zhao Zheng, after the memory of the three generations is fused with each other, that is, he has the first life, the concept of filial piety of modern people, and has a strong hatred for Zhao Ji in the second life, and now, it is also mixed with the seven years of nurturing now. Many emotions are mixed together, which makes Zhao Zheng's heart chaotic. On that day, Zhao Zheng surprisingly didn't cultivate, so he simply sat in the courtyard, thinking about how to face Zhao Ji in the future.

In the second month, Zhao Zheng still didn't go back, but Zhao Ji came early. The two of them didn't have much to say, or rather, Zhao Zheng barely spoke, and most of the time Zhao Ji was talking. Zhao Ji still didn't stay long, it took about an hour, and after cooking a new day for Zhao Zheng, Zhao Ji left.

In this way, in the third month, the fourth month, finally, the concept of filial piety in the first life and Zhao Ji's perseverance and meticulous care in this life still prevailed. Zhao Zheng began to learn to re-accept this mother, and the communication with Zhao Ji increased.

Zhao Ji, who was a little flattered, was naturally very happy, and then stayed for a longer time. But Zhao Zheng didn't say much, just continued his cultivation, and Zhao Ji just looked at him.

Up to now, after a year, although Zhao Zheng has not returned home, the relationship between the two has also returned to the previous relationship. Occasionally, Zhao Zheng will inadvertently show his dependence on Zhao Ji.

Zhao Zheng's changes did not fall into Zhao Ji's eyes at all, although he didn't understand why Zhao Zheng was like that to himself at the beginning, but Zhao Ji was more concerned about the present. Zhao Ji didn't think about it, did the old man Zhongyin say something to Zhao Zheng, but she quickly vetoed it, not to mention that Zhao Ji and Zhao Zheng have been dependent on each other for more than seven years, just a capable person like the old man in Zhongyin, there is no need to disdain to do this and destroy the relationship between other people's mother and son.

Later, seeing that Zhao Zheng actually had such a deep "internal force", and his talent even surpassed that of the rare genius brother in his heart, Zhao Ji was even more convinced that this old man in the middle of the hidden who he had only met once was sincerely teaching Zhao Zheng, otherwise Zhao Zheng would not have been able to achieve such an achievement in such a short period of time no matter how talented he was, and the last bit of suspicion in his heart disappeared. At this time, her greatest wish is to hope that her son will become a Chan.

A mother, a woman, the greatest luxury in life, may be such a little.

"Mother!" Zhao Zheng opened the door, and unsurprisingly, it was Zhao Ji who was holding a package.

"Well, Zheng'er has worked hard." Looking at Zhao Zheng, who was already sweating a little, Zhao Ji, who had not yet entered the door, said with some reluctance.

"Thank you mother for your concern." Zhao Zheng respectfully saluted Zhao Ji, and at the same time gave up his body so that Zhao Ji could enter the door.

When Zhao Ji entered the courtyard, Zhao Zheng closed the courtyard door again. did not continue to cultivate, but accompanied Zhao Ji to the house. Every time Zhao Ji came, Zhao Zheng would do this, talk to Zhao Ji for a while, and then go to practice.

"Zheng'er, I've really grown up." Zhao Ji looked at Zhao Zheng lovingly and said, and then slowly opened the package in his hand, revealing several brand-new clothes.

In the past year, Zhao Zheng has indeed grown a lot taller, and the clothes that used to be a few points older are now a little tighter. Looking at the clothes on the table, there are all seasons, and they are all made of good fabrics, it can be seen that Zhao Ji has put a lot of thought into it. Zhao Zheng said that it was false not to be moved, no matter what Zhao Ji would do in the future, at least now she is honest with herself.

Zhao Zheng picked up an autumn dress, took off the whitened clothes that had been washed in front of Zhao Ji, and put on new clothes. The delicate cheeks, with the new clothes, seem to have the appearance of the prince of the Qin State.