Looking at the three uneven-faced little cubs in front of him, Yan Bei's temples began to jump suddenly.

She hurriedly pressed her temples with one hand, grabbed the ball lying on Changsheng's head with the other, stood up, gritted her teeth and whispered:

"Don't make any trouble, get me into the tent and go to sleep!"

Hearing this, Changsheng and Bai Nanting glanced at Murong, who was still a little unresponsive, and then reluctantly went into the tent to sleep.

With so many people, one tent is obviously not enough.

Murong Aotian discovered this problem, and was about to say that he could sleep on the ground, when he found that there was another tent next to the original tent, and his open mouth froze.

Yan Bei set up the tent, clapped his hands and turned his head to look, he saw his stupid appearance, and couldn't help laughing.

"You can sleep here tonight, your injuries are not yet healed, it is better to sleep alone." She whispered.

Murong Aotian came back to his senses at this time, nodded obediently, got up and walked over.

"Mother~" He raised his eyes to look at her embarrassedly, and was a little shy.

Yan Bei patted him on the shoulder and reassured: "Don't think so much, everything will be fine, there is still a period of time before dawn, you can rest well." ”

After saying that, he lifted the curtain of the tent, raised his chin inside, and motioned for him to hurry in.

Murong Aotian nodded, glanced at her with emotion, and then went in.

Yan Bei saw that he was lying down, smiled at him, and then lowered the curtain and left.

【Ding! Mother's +60, current Mother's value is 60/100]

As soon as he found a place to lie down among the three little cubs, the system prompt sounded, Yan Bei leaned out his sense and looked at the gray-clothed young man who was sleeping peacefully in the tent next door, the corners of his mouth were unconsciously hooked, and he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The four grandparents slept until noon.

It wasn't until Murong Aotian's careful inquiry came from the door that the four ancestors and grandchildren who were crowded on an air mattress reluctantly opened their eyes.

"Mother, are you awake?" Murong Aotian stood outside the tent and asked in a low voice.

His internal injuries were already healed, and at this moment he was holding the rune scarf he had taken off his wrist in his hand, intending to return it to Yan Bei.

The door curtain was lifted, Yan Bei led a string of "sugar gourd strings" out of the tent, and as soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Murong Aotian who was covered in ashes, and without saying a word, he raised his hand and gave him a dust removal trick.

It's just that his face is clean, but his clothes are still in tatters, and even more, Murong Aotian at this moment doesn't even look like a mortal.

There was nothing of value on his body, nor any magic weapons or storage bags related to cultivators, he looked like a beggar.

To be honest, Murong Aotian's appearance is still okay, and Yan Bei can't accept that his son is dressed so sloppily.

"Aotian, are there any other towns in the vicinity besides Cloud City?" Yan Bei frowned and asked.

Murong Aotian, who was holding a handkerchief in his hand, nodded and replied, "Five hundred miles to the east, there is Qingcheng." ”

As he spoke, he handed the handkerchief to Yan Bei, "Mother, this will be returned to you." ”

"No, you can use it two more times, you can keep it."

Yan Bei raised his hand and pushed the handkerchief back, signaling Murong Aotian not to refuse, turned around and put away the two tents, took out the flying sword, and instructed Bai Nanting and the others:

"Let's go to Qingcheng for a trip, prepare a trip for your third brother, Ting'er, you take Changsheng and Tuanzi, and I take Aotian."

Bai Nanting nodded, immediately summoned the heavy sword, held the ball in one hand, pulled up Changsheng in the other hand and stood on the widened heavy sword, waiting for Yan Bei to get ready before setting off.

Yan Bei took out the flying sword, nodded at Murong Aotian, greeted him first, and then picked him up on the flying sword and set off to fly east.

Bai Nanting is now a foundation building Great Perfection cultivator, and he can be regarded as a master of the middle and upper echelons in the Nether Realm, and when Murong Aotian noticed his cultivation level, he was taken aback.

After all, looking at the age of his cheap brother, he is not a few years older than him, but he can cultivate like this, and his talent is not much worse than when he was in his heyday.

There is also the elder brother who looks the youngest, but is ranked first, he can't see through his cultivation at all.

Although he hasn't shown his strength yet, he gives him a more dangerous feeling than the second brother gives him.

But fortunately, these two people are not his enemies, but have this intimate relationship with him.

Looking at the mountains and rivers flying under his feet, Murong Aotian was suddenly full of expectations for the future.

Even if there is no spiritual root, so what?

Now that he has his mother, and these two brothers who seem to be very unfriendly to him, but have never secretly instructed him, and the niece who doesn't know if it's a demon beast or a divine beast, he feels good.

【Ding! Torsion +10, current torsion 10/100]

At the same time as the system prompt sounded, a majestic city wall also came into Yan Bei's eyes.

She recalled the plot in the script, after the protagonist Murong Aotian was humiliated in Cloud City, he lingered in Qingcheng and found a mustard seed space left by ancient power in Qingcheng Taobao Fang City.

There is a spiritual spring in this mustard seed space, which provides a great boost to the improvement of the protagonist's strength, and is one of the nine artifacts that assist the protagonist's growth.

As if he was about to go through the plot, as soon as he paid the entrance fee and entered Qingcheng, Murong Aotian began to walk towards Qingcheng Taobao Fang City.

This place would not have been to him in his previous capacity, but this time he didn't know what was going on, Murong Aotian suddenly wanted to go to Taobaofang City to take a look.

Yan Bei knew that his artifact was waiting for him over there, so he naturally wouldn't stop him, and followed Murong Aotian to Fang City.

It's like a modern farmer's market, with no shops, just a dense crowd of stalls, each filled with all sorts of strange things.

Just a discerning person can see at a glance that nine out of ten of these objects blown into the sky by merchants are actually pirated fakes.

But this does not mean that there are no good things here, from time to time there are really people who can find good things from them, and over time, this place attracts a large number of cultivators.

However, most of them are novices in cultivation, firstly, the goods here are indeed cheaper than those in the shops, and secondly, novices will always have the illusion that "I am the child of destiny".

I feel that I can find good things here, and I have already formed a habit of shopping for them.

Yan Bei felt that her eyes were sharper than those cultivators on the street, but after following Murong Aotian around Fang City, she didn't find any real good things.

However, I picked up two small treasures that are suitable for Bai Nanting's current use.

As for the kind of anti-heaven artifact that only the protagonist can pick up, she didn't even see it.

Walking from the entrance to the end of the street, Murong Aotian, who had been following his instincts, suddenly stopped in front of the last stall.