Qingtian Town, clear sky, spring sprouts, today is a bright day in spring.

In front of a three-story private school, Ye Xuan turned into a middle-aged appearance, lying peacefully on the rocking chair, he bathed in the rare spring sunshine, he seemed to really integrate into the mortal identity, and his body bloomed with elegance from time to time, making people feel that this was a person with profound knowledge at a glance.

"Uncle Ye, Han'er has come back to see you. ”

A sturdy young man suddenly manifested in front of Ye Xuan, and his cultivation turned out to be an immortal cultivator of the ninth layer of qi refining, as long as he took a step, he could enter the foundation building period, and since then he has entered the ranks of immortal cultivators.

Ten years have passed, and the former child has turned into a young man, and his appearance is six points similar to his father, the same integrity and selflessness, the same simplicity and simplicity.

Ye Xuan got up from the rocking chair, and said with a kind smile on his face: "You little guy has been gone for three years, but it makes the eldest brother and sister-in-law worried, if it weren't for the rampant immortal cultivators in the outside world, I'm afraid that your parents would have to arrest you back and beat you up." ”

Ye Xuan's slightly reprimanding words made Li Han'er's face embarrassed, and then he laughed and said: "Uncle Ye, you know Han'er best, now this great world is respected by immortal cultivators, three years ago, Han'er secretly ran away from home and went out to learn art, but those who greeted your old man were afraid that my father and mother would worry about me." ”

"Shanshan, come and meet my Uncle Ye. ”

On the side of Li Han'er's figure, she saw a picturesque girl appear behind her, her face was even more shy, and she saluted Ye Xuan and said, "Yang Shanshan has seen Uncle Ye." ”

"Haha!"

Looking at the girl in front of him, Ye Xuan laughed heartily and said, "Good boy, I really grew up, it seems that Uncle Ye is going to drink your wedding wine." ”

As Ye Xuan's voice fell, the girl's face was shy, and she hid behind Li Han'er, which made Li Han'er laugh, and her eyes were full of happiness.

Ten years have passed, Li Han'er's home has been renovated, and a very spacious courtyard has been built, at this moment Ye Xuan is in the courtyard with Li Shan and his wife pushing cups and changing lamps, and Li Han'er and the girl are sitting on the side, from time to time to make a sound of laughter.

In the past ten years, Ye Xuan has no other hobbies, except for the spirits made by Li Shan, if he doesn't drink two glasses a day, he will always feel that he is missing something.

Time flies, time flies, in the past ten years, Lu Xin's once indifferent temperament has disappeared, and he looks more and more like a mortal, he knows this change, but he can faintly feel that he is undergoing a qualitative transformation.

"Han'er, you haven't been at home all these years, your Uncle Ye has helped your father and mother, this courtyard house is also funded by your Uncle Ye, and when your Uncle Ye is old in the future, you have to be filial to your father and mother, and be filial to your Uncle Ye. Li Shan's face was flushed, and he said to Li Han'er.

"Dad, you've said it no less than ten times, Han'er is coming back this time, so I don't plan to leave, and I will serve by your side with Shanshan. Li Han'er said solemnly.

"Han'er, you have a simple heart, you are not suitable for this cruel world, you can stay with your parents, Uncle Ye is very relieved. Ye Xuan said warmly.

Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Li Han'er smiled bitterly: "Uncle Ye, the outside world is very exciting, but Han'er is self-aware, I'm afraid that I won't be able to enter the Jindan period in this life, and Han'er is also deeply afraid that one day I will die outside and never see you again." ”

"You kid is talking nonsense, what a death, death, as long as you can come back. Sister-in-law Li reprimanded, ten years have passed, and she has become much older, and there is a little gray hair on both temples.

The family banquet was finally over, and a few months later, under the witness of Ye Xuan and Li Shan, Li Han'er also married the girl, Ye Xuan drank a lot that day, and was even more drunk, and was personally helped back to his residence by Li Han'er.

It's just that Ye Xuan, who was drunk, couldn't speak clearly, and kept muttering some strange words, which also made Xiao Han'er a little surprised, because what Ye Xuan read out of his mouth actually made his cultivation faintly have a sense of breakthrough, and when this feeling faded, Li Han'er only regarded it as his own illusion.

The daily life of mortals is always repeated every day, Li Han'er and his wife built a courtyard next to Lu Xin's residence, and Li Han'er also opened a martial arts hall, with his cultivation of the ninth layer of qi refining, it is easy to teach some children martial arts.

Time flies, time passes.

People will eventually die, let alone the fragile lives of mortals, this is the way of reincarnation of heaven and earth, and no one can change it.

Fifty years later!

Ye Xuan was covered with white hair, the wrinkles on his face were piled up, his straight spine was already rickety, and his whole body was full of sunset and twilight.

On this day, the crying continued, the white silk hung all over the Li family's house, Li Shan passed away in peace, as his coffin lid was slowly pushed up, Li Han'er and his wife choked and cried, and their daughter kept crying and calling for her grandfather.

Sister-in-law Li turned into a white-haired old woman, and she seemed very calm about her husband's death, as if she had already expected that such a day would come.

"Brother Ye, we are all old, it seems that it won't be long before we can reunite underground. Sister-in-law Li spoke hoarsely on crutches.

"Ahem!"

Ye Xuan coughed constantly, and Li Han'er kept rubbing Lu Xin's back, wanting to alleviate Ye Xuan's pain.

"People, there will be death in the end, and please ask your sister-in-law to mourn and change. Ye Xuan's voice was extremely old.

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The twilight snow is fluttering, the heaven and the earth are cold, this is a huge wind and snow, covering the entire Qingtian Town, in Ye Xuan's seventy years of mortal life, this kind of scene of wind and snow trapped in the town has already appeared for the second time, and the first time it appeared, it was also when Ye Xuan first arrived in Qingtian Town.

The years are like knives, cutting off the pride of the sky, Ye Xuan has forgotten a lot, and he has also gained a lot, his former name has been forgotten by him, he doesn't know who Ye Xuan is, and he doesn't know who the Dongji Emperor is.

His name is Ye Fan, the leaf of the tree, the ordinary Fan, he is just an ordinary teacher, drifting in the red dust.

This year's wind and snow were particularly heavy, and the snow on the streets was several feet thick, and the people in Qingtian Town had all disappeared into the streets, all roasting the stove in their homes alone, drinking a few cups of warm spirits, just like every time the wind and snow hit.

Ye Xuan's residence, in the three-story private school.

Several stoves were blazing, reflecting the whole room red, Ye Xuan wore a heavy leather jacket to warm up by the stove, and a girl innocently surrounded him, swinging his arms from time to time, calling Grandpa Ye Xuan.

"Sisi, go back to the house and sleep, don't disturb your Grandpa Ye anymore. ”