"Ye Ning, your kid's cultivation is too perverted!" Nie Bing Dao.

Xing Luomei smiled, "I'm just lucky, I happened to inherit the spiritual power stone left by my mother." ”

"Even if you're lucky, you only absorbed the spiritual power of the Spirit Power Stone after breaking through the sixth-level Holy Spirit cultivation, four years ago, you and I cultivated to the same fourteenth-level Yuan Spirit, and I worked hard for four years to barely break through the third-level Holy Spirit, but you have already reached the sixth level of perversion."

Xingluo just smiled calmly, he was curious about what kind of expression he would have if he let Nie Binghe know his true age.

Noon.

Nie Binghe brought Xingluo to Luoqing Town, and it was lunch time, and the smoke was rising from every house.

The road in the town is narrow, only wide enough for three carriages to pass side by side, and on the road, hunters and farmers are hurrying home, and some young children are playing on the roadside.

"Originally, this was just a mountain village, but later, because of the arrival of Fuso, it became known to more people, and over the years, more and more people moved here to settle here, and the mountain village began to have its own name." Nie Binghe introduced to Xingluo as he walked.

Fusang held Nie Binghe's hand, glanced at the other party affectionately, and said: "The name Luoqing Town was given by Binghe, this is the place where the two of us met for the first time, and it is also the place where we fell in love at first sight." ”

A shallow smile appeared at the corner of Xingluo's mouth, "It's really a great blessing in life to meet a good wife like Sister Fusang." ”

"Yes, Fusang was born noble, but he never minded my background and family background, being able to marry her, that is a blessing that I have cultivated for several lifetimes, condensation, what about you, do you have a sweetheart?"

Nie Binghe's words can be regarded as asking Xingluo's heart, four years have passed, there is no news of Qianxun'er, the only thing recorded in Diling Academy is her name and age, where she came from, where she lives, who her parents are, there is no such information.

"Sweetheart, I don't know if she counts, we haven't seen each other for four years."

"Four years ......" Nie Binghe was taken aback.

Xingluo nodded, "I've known her for almost a year, and in those days together, we often practiced together, listened to school together, and ate together, but four years ago, she suddenly said goodbye, and I found out afterwards that I didn't know anything about her except for her name and age, even if I wanted to find her, I didn't know where to find her." ”

Nie Binghe stepped forward and patted Xingluo's shoulder and said, "Condensation, believe me, if you are destined, you will definitely meet again in the future." ”

Although it was just a comforting word, Xingluo was still happy to listen, and in his heart, he firmly believed that he would see Kaoru again one day.

As he spoke, a large number of houses had appeared in front of him, and Nie Binghe's home was located in the middle of this house, which was a deep mansion compound with red bricks and blue tiles, and this courtyard could be regarded as the only eye-catching building in this small town.

Walking into the compound, Xingluo saw the big pond in the center of the courtyard at first sight, the pond was full of layers of lotus, the north of the pond was a small building on the top of the mountain, as far as the eye could see, the small building was full of all kinds of pianos, there were guqin, gonghou, lyre, etc., the south of the pond was an open-air training ground, and there was a landing platform on one side of the training ground, on which many styles of swords were hung.

"Is this where Ling Zun and Ling Tang practice on a daily basis?" Xingluo couldn't help but ask, he could already imagine the scene of the couple's daily cultivation, Nie Liying was practicing swords in the south, and Nie Hanxiang was playing the piano in the north, this kind of tacit understanding between husband and wife was enough to envy many people.

"The two of them have been like this since they were young, no matter which one cultivates, the other party will be silently accompanied by their side, such an inseparability, even Fusang and I are envious."

As soon as he finished speaking, a gentle voice came from behind the three of them, "Who are you envy this hairy boy?" ”

The speaker was an old man in his sixties, his hair and beard were all white, his face was covered with deep wrinkles, and there was a gentle smile in his unfathomable pupils.

"Father!" Nie Binghe greeted him with a smile.

It turned out that he was Nie Binghe's father, the sixty-eight-year-old sword god Nie Liying.

The old man's gaze quickly passed through Fusang and stopped directly on Xingluo, "This young man looked at Yansheng, is he?" ”

When Nie Binghe heard this, he hurriedly introduced Xingluo to Nie Liying: "Father, he is the cold night Ning I often mention to you, and his teacher is the prince Mo Wanchen." ”

"He's a disciple of the Late Prince?" Nie Liying was startled.

"Yes, four years ago in Diling Academy, I was defeated by him, and at that time, his cultivation was still two levels lower than mine, but then I saw his master, and I understood why he was so strong."

Xingluo smiled slightly, then walked towards the father and son, and said, "Brother Nie, it turns out that you have known that my master is His Highness Wanchen for a long time. ”

"That's not it, Lan Qintang is not only in Diling Academy, I recognized him at the first sight of His Royal Highness the Prince, although I don't know why he chose to stay in Diling Academy, but I know that what I shouldn't ask is better to ask less."

Xingluo smiled again, when Nie Binghe spoke, he had already come to the opposite side of Nie Liying, the old man was dressed very simply, and there was no trace of spiritual power fluctuations on his body, not so much that he was a high cultivation sword god, but that he was more like a kind old man.

Xingluo wanted to call him grandpa, but remembering his disguised appearance, he still called the other party "Uncle Nie".

Nie Liying looked at Xingluo several times before he said slowly: "Condensation Gongzi is a talent, not to lose the proud protégé of Prince Wanchen, I have always thought that Binghe's swordsmanship is good among cultivators of the same level, but I didn't expect to be defeated by you, and you were still a challenge at that time." ”

Xing Luowan smiled and said, "Don't hide it from Uncle Nie, the skill I major in is actually not swordsmanship, and the time I have accumulated over the years to practice swordsmanship is probably not as much as the time that Brother Nie has practiced in a month, so if I simply try swordsmanship, I will definitely not be his opponent." ”

"You are less humble there, and I won't dare to talk to you again in the future about the cultivation gap between us." Nie Binghe snorted and said, after speaking, he turned his head to Nie Liying again: "Father, you don't know how perverted this kid's cultivation is now!" I am not exaggerating to say that even if you and your mother join forces, you are not necessarily his opponent. ”

"What did you say?" Nie Liying's expression shook slightly, although he had always looked down on cultivation and fame and fortune, what Nie Binghe said just now still stimulated him.

Around him, a powerful domineering aura suddenly appeared, and this aura made Nie Binghe and Fusang beside him tremble.

Xingluo knew that Nie Liying wanted to test his cultivation, so he hurriedly raised his hands and said, "Uncle Nie, just spare me, don't listen to Brother Nie praising me, I'm just an ordinary person, how can I be as evil as he said." ”

Nie Liying stared at Xingluo's eyes for a long time, and it wasn't until Nie Hanxiang came over that he slightly restrained his exposed spiritual power.

"I felt your breath in the house just now, what's wrong?" Nie Hanxiang asked, they had lived here for more than twenty years, and it was the first time she felt that her husband had exposed all his spiritual power.

"This young man, it's kind of interesting." Nie Liying said with a smile.

Xingluo turned his gaze to Nie Hanxiang, the old woman in front of her, her age was the same as Nie Liying, although she was nearly seventy years old, she was in good spirits, and her complexion was as ruddy and shiny as a girl.

"Hello Aunt Nie!" Xingluo bent down slightly.

Nie Hanxiang smiled slightly and said, "The young man is very good-looking, he can let my old man release the spiritual power of his whole body, and you are the first person in so many years." ”

Xingluo smiled indifferently and said, "Aunt Nie has won the award, just now Brother Nie just said a joke, but Uncle Nie took it seriously." ”

"Oh? Is that so? Nie Hanxiang turned his head and glanced at Nie Binghe Dao.

Nie Binghe smiled a little embarrassedly, "Yes, I was joking with my father just now, his cultivation is a little better, but how can he be my father's opponent." ”

"You hairy boy didn't say that just now......" Nie Liying said coldly, he would never have thought that Nie Binghe at this time had already been used by Xingluo beside him.

Mind control is mainly through the control of the opponent's mind, so that all the opponent's words and actions are controlled and controlled by the caster.

"Old man, look at you, you're a lot older, and you're still here to compare with the two juniors!" Nie Hanxiang smiled: "It's lunch time, don't let the guests wait too long." ”

Nie Liying looked at his wife in surprise, "This is not like your usual style, every time Binghe brings a friend back, you always can't help but test the other party's cultivation, but today it is a few of me." ”

Xingluo snickered secretly in his heart, I have already controlled the consciousness of Nie Binghe and Aunt Nie at the same time, and I am afraid that you Uncle Nie will not be able to do it alone.

"Dead old man, you're still over." Nie Hanxiang said impatiently.

"Okay, okay, you're right!" Nie Liying said with a submissive face, he is a spoiled wife maniac, and he has always been obedient to Nie Hanxiang's words.

Lunch is eight dishes and one soup, all the dishes are made by Nie Hanxiang himself, although Fusang arranged a lot of maids and men in the courtyard, but Nie Liying's three meals a day, Nie Hanxiang never let outsiders interfere.

The food was very delicious, and when it was time to grow his body, in less than half a stick of incense, Xingluo had already eaten three bowls of rice, and when they saw Xingluo gobbling up, Nie Liying and his wife couldn't help but laugh.

In the afternoon, Nie Binghe led Xingluo alone to walk around Luoqing Town, there is a lot of arable land around the town, and the food and vegetables produced here are basically self-sufficient.

On the north side of the town, a blooming plum forest caught Xingluo's attention, and in winter, many flowers withered, only those plum blossoms were still blooming alone.

The two walked into the plum forest together, where about a thousand plum trees were planted, and the plum blossoms were beautiful in shape, beautiful in shape, and gorgeous in color.

Looking at these small white flowers above his head, Nie Binghe couldn't help but sigh: "They are the loneliest flowers in the world, in winter, when everything is exhausted, she blooms proudly alone, and in spring, when everything recovers, she leaves alone." ”

"I love the colors of flowers, they look like my snow cherry blossoms."

"Snow Sakura?" Nie Binghe asked, it was the first time he had heard such a flower name when he was so big.

"Well, it's the flowers I conjured up when I was talking to you before, they have two colors, and when they're white, they're the same color as these plum blossoms." Xingluo said as he stood on tiptoe and touched the flowers: "This piece of plum forest is spotless, there must be someone to take care of it, right?" ”

Nie Binghe nodded and said, "Well, the person who takes care of Merlin is a thirteen-year-old girl, her name is Qianxun'er. ”

When he heard the words "Qianxun'er", Xingluo's eyes suddenly widened, he stared at Nie Binghe for a moment, tears gradually blurred his eyes, and after a while, he slowly asked, "What do you say is the name of the girl who takes care of Merlin?" ”

"Her name is Kaoru, and she lives in the wooden house at the end of Merlin."