Xia Ji Yufeng left the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

Xiao Su needed to cultivate, but he didn't bring it.

Meng Meng seems to be quite compatible with the people of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, but she didn't come with her.

What's more, this matter is Xia Ji's business, and it's really not good to bring others.

There is no Jiazi in the mountains, and the monks have practiced for fifty-five years, but they have experienced life and death in the world.

He first searched for the town king's mansion, and the house said that the old lady was not there.

Then, he found the Hua family again, and with a little perception, he understood that Hua Xiaochan was among them.

So, he stood in front of the door of the Hua family's mansion and asked the Ding gang in front of the door to spread the word "Ask to see Hua Xiaochan".

The family didn't take it, but he didn't want to report it, so Xia Ji took a piece of jade pendant and gave it to him and asked him to transfer it to Hua Xiaochan.

The family saw that he had an extraordinary bearing, so he ran into the house and passed the report on his behalf.

Before long, the family ran out in a hurry and respectfully invited Xia Ji in.

Xia Ji only looked at him like this, and understood that Hua Xiaochan didn't say who he was.

Actually, she should say.

Saying this, it is not only to build momentum for the Hua family, but also to make the status of the Hua family go further, and once again obtain the vast imperial grace of the new monarch of the Qi country.

But she didn't say it, because she didn't want to get herself involved in the mundane dust again.

After Xia Ji walked into the Hua family, he was directly led by the maid to the residential area on the side.

Along the way, everyone who passed by looked at him curiously, and they all wondered what the relationship between this and the old lady was.

Not allong...

He had arrived in front of a chic courtyard full of taste.

At this time, it is a spring day, birds are chirping, and red flowers and green trees are reflected in the flowing water.

The flowing water is like a silver belt, tied around a small pavilion in an ancient style.

Xia Ji recognized the silver-haired old woman sitting in the small pavilion at a glance.

That is Hua Xiaochan.

And Hua Xiaochan was surrounded by two pretty ladies, who were talking with her, chatting for a while, Hua Xiaochan laughed, although she had a lot of white hair, but there were laugh lines between her eyebrows and eyes, and her spirit was also very good.

In the courtyard, there are four or five small children playing,

There is also a pair of beautiful boys and girls who are practicing knife skills,

The sword light shimmered, the wind swept the dust, and it was obvious that this young girl was not an ordinary person among the martial artists.

Hua Xiaochan suddenly felt something, and she raised her head.

The gaze passes through the space and falls in front of the arch at the entrance to the courtyard.

She saw Xia Ji, who was still a gentle young man, and suddenly her eyes turned red.

The two ladies who spoke to her also raised their heads curiously.

I saw a young man standing in front of the gate of the courtyard at some point.

The two noblewomen have read a lot of people, but they don't know how to describe this young man...

And Xia Ji looked at the silver-haired old woman, smiled, and shouted from a distance: "Mother." ”

After the word was blurted out, the whole courtyard fell silent.

Xia Ji walked into the courtyard step by step and sat beside Hua Xiaochan.

Hua Xiaochan put her face into his arms, tears were running horizontally, and she couldn't help the emotions that suddenly rose in her heart.

She didn't want Xia Ji to expose her identity, but did Xia Ji care?

He doesn't care.

This is her mother.

Although he is not related by blood, he is the one who taught him to raise him in this life, so what if there is no blood relationship?

If you don't call your mother when you see your mother, it's really a son of man in vain.

The two noble ladies were completely stunned, and this "mother" had already let them know who was coming.

In the mortal world, in their respective fields, they may all be people with status, but in front of this person, they are nothing, so for a while, their brains are blank, and they don't know what to say.

The children playing in the distance didn't know anything, but the pair of young men and girls who practiced knives also froze, their eyes were excited and sluggish, looking in the direction of the pavilion.

Hua Xiaochan cried in Xia Ji's arms for a while, and then raised her head.

Xia Ji reached out to wipe away her tears.

Hua Xiaochan had joy in her eyes, she cupped the cheeks of the young man in front of her with both hands, looked at it carefully for a long time, and then stabilized her choked trill, squeezed out a smile and said, "Little fool, don't leave today, mother... Make something to eat for you. ”

Xia Ji said: "Mother, I'm not leaving, I've been with you since today, and I'm not going anywhere." ”

Hua Xiaochan pretended to be angry and said, "You go and do your business, I'm not having a bad time here." ”

Xia Ji said with a smile: "This stage of the matter has been busy, and it is just empty." ”

"Really?"

"Really. ”

Hua Xiaochan was really happy in her heart, she took Xia Ji's hand and pointed to the two ladies beside her to introduce her.

"My mother's seniority in the Hua family is not low, this is your brother-in-law's daughter-in-law, named Pei Shuzhen, and she is your younger brother and sister according to her generation. ”

The lady on the left who was a little good at dressing up hurriedly got up and bowed to the young man Yingying, she was also shrewd, she didn't call the king of the town, but said directly: "Shuzhen has seen my cousin." ”

Hua Xiaochan pointed to another rather dignified and gentle woman and said, "This is the granddaughter of your uncle's family, called Hua Jie, and she is your niece according to her generation." ”

Hua Jie hurriedly got up: "I've seen my uncle." ”

Hua Xiaochan glanced up at the young girls in the courtyard who were looking at the young people here, and beckoned with a smile.

The two men hurriedly ran over, looking at the boy in the pavilion who seemed to be about their age with cramped and curious curiosity.

Hua Xiaochan said: "This girl's name is Hua Ruyi, and she is also your niece." This young man's name is Xie Yiying, and he is the lover of your niece, and he has a lot of fame in the rivers and lakes, and he is known as the Flame Sword King. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, the Flame Sword King hurriedly said, "Old lady, don't say that, shame me." ”

After speaking, the Flame Sword Monarch said respectfully to Xia Ji: "I've seen Mr. ”

Hua Ruyi looked at Xia Ji curiously, only to feel that this young man was a god-like figure, and thinking that such a character was actually his uncle, he was a little weird and a little happy in his heart, so he called "uncle" sweetly.

Xia Ji had the idea of living here and accompanying his mother to the end of his life, so he was not estranged from these people, so he returned the salute one by one, and then casually pointed out a few words of sword techniques from the Flame Sword King and Hua Ruyi.

Not allong...

The Hua family knows that this one is coming.

Qi Guo also knew that this person was coming.

Every day, the flower family is like a market, and many characters send things to the old lady in different ways, and every day is lively and New Year's Day.

Xia Ji's days are still ordinary, just reading books.

But he found that after he reached the peak of the Thirteen Realms, his good karma continued to grow all the time, as if all the incense burned for the Confucius Temple all over the world belonged to him.

Maybe it was incense, maybe it was other factors, but he actually felt that a trace of his Dao Yun had turned into two threads.

It's not out of nowhere, but it seems that the aggregate itself is formed by the merger of two realms into one.

Why is that?

Why are there two?

And it's two in one?

Xia Ji naturally can't understand it now.

But that doesn't stop him from absorbing this aggregate at a deeper level.

How to absorb?

In his heart, in his mind, there is the vast Yin and Yang grinding wheel in God, which has almost merged with him, and he uses it all the time to analyze all the laws in the world and reorganize all the images.

So, he began to use this yin and yang grinding wheel to slowly absorb the two threads of Dao Yun, and each yin and yang bear a trace.

If it weren't for the fact that these two threads of Dao Essence were completely refined by the Fire of the One Realm of the Robbery Source, I am afraid that they would not belong to Xia Ji at all, and if it weren't for the vast and pure incense, this Dao Essence would not have separated.

But even so, the absorption process is by no means short.

Xia Ji absorbed it with all his might, and at the same time lived in a simple place, he accompanied his mother around the surroundings, and if he came to ask him for Taoism or study, as long as he had a good character, he would usually give instructions, or write exercises and give them exercises.

He lived in Hua's house for a long time, instructed many people, and gave away many exercises, and these exercises are incomparably precious, and are destined to create an unprecedented prosperity.

Ten years later.

He digested those two threads of Dao Yun, and the Yin and Yang Grinding Wheel became stronger, so strong that he didn't know how much.

In addition, his talent of "reading books to get skill beads" has been "upgraded".

In short, it is a sentence: no longer confined to books, but can be heaven and earth.

You can see the mountains.

Look at the water.

Look at the wind.

Look at the clouds.

Look at the stars.

Look at the dust on the ground.

Thus gaining "skills".

Whoever has a view, there will be something, and Xia Ji has compared, compared with the beginning, the "skill beads" obtained now are all "light red skill beads", and the number of layers is still nine layers, which is the level that can give birth to the law phase.

In the eleventh year, Hua Xiaochan passed away peacefully, she lived to be one hundred and four years old, and her centennial birthday was unprecedentedly lively, so the funeral was not sad.

Her spiritual position entered the ancestral hall of the Hua family.

Xia Ji was in the ancestral hall and kept filial piety for another three years before leaving.

He returned to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect with the wind, and the Demon Venerable was still in retreat, so he left a letter and left with Xiao Su and Mengmeng.

Before leaving, Bai Su took three pages of the basket and handed it to Xia Ji, which was prepared for him, Xiao Su and Mengmeng.

Xia Ji just thanked him, but didn't take it.

At the beginning, Bai Su may have had strange feelings for the young man who was matched by her mentor, but time has long diluted everything, and she said goodbye at this time, and she did not show much emotional fluctuations.

On the contrary, it may be because she has been with Dai Meng for a long time, Bai Su took Mengmeng's hand and kept saying "the words of my daughter's family" on the side.

The farewell time has finally arrived.

Zhike Cliff, rain and snow Feifei.

On the long pavilion, the sect leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, Chunshan Jun, Bai Su, and many disciples stood in the pavilion to bid farewell to the three of them.

After the three of them left, among the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, there were many top powerhouses of the Fourteen Realms who grinned at the corners of their lips, showing a strange arc, and in this pale deep mountain with dazzling snow, it looked extremely penetrating.

But these smiles are only fleeting, and they are completely subdued, and even if someone sees them, they will suspect that they are just hallucinating.

...

Xiao Su has been tortured by memory for decades, although he is well conditioned, but he has a sick face, and he is a little slow to walk and speak, but Dai Meng is generous and behaves very magnanimously.

Xia Ji wrapped Xiao Su in a warm cloak, held an umbrella to escort her down the mountain, and Meng Meng walked beside her with a black umbrella.

mountain steps covered with snow,

Thousands of miles away,

It is a windswept "white dragon" in the sea of clouds.

Xia Ji had many spring scenes in his mind, how many things Yang Liuyi had experienced in those years, it was these hundred years, that is, he still remembered the scene of seeing off Hua Xiaochan outside the west gate of the Great Qi royal capital sixty-nine years ago, but in an instant, it was already a matter of fact.

The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year.

Immortal cultivators had better be ruthless, so that their hearts would not be broken.

Xia Ji was not ruthless, when he heard Xiao Su's cough, he hurriedly reached out to protect her shoulder, slightly caged her in his arms, and when he saw that the wind and cold were unstoppable, he put away the umbrella.

In a flash, with him as the center, ripples suddenly rose and spread out in all directions, presenting a large air cover.

It's warm like spring in the hood.

As soon as he raised his hand again, he summoned the wind and carried the three of them south.

It's still cold in the north, and it's even more icy in the south.

It stands to reason that flying through the sky so unscrupulously at this time is likely to be attacked by the Kuroshio Demon Raider.

But because of the cuteness, these demons are gone.

The three of them flew through the sky as if they were flying in peacetime.

"Teacher, where are we going?"

"Looking for a ship, crossing the sea of heaven. ”

"I've also learned a lot of things over the years, there are terrible nightmares and demon robberies on the sea..."

"You're okay. And Xiao Wu came from there, since she can come, she can pass, if she can't get by, I will protect her. ”

Dai Meng suddenly said: "Teacher..."

Xia Ji glanced at her, and the two of them made eye contact.

Suddenly, Xia Ji already understood something, so he smiled and said: "Mengmeng, you have grown up, and here are your roots, there is no need to go far away with the teacher, stay here." ”

"Teacher..."

"Speaking of which, in fact, the teacher didn't teach you anything. ”

"Yes. Dai Meng retorted, "The teacher taught me how to build a snowman and taught me... Don't turn evil into evil, taught me not to become a monster, these are things I will always remember. ”

Xia Ji asked, "Do you really remember?"

Dai Meng nodded deeply.

"That's good. ”

Xia Ji pressed his fingers, and the three of them landed on a half-day mountain at the junction of the north and south of Yunzhou.

The mountains are more than 100,000 miles long, and the three of them are among them, incomparably small.

Xia Ji rubbed Dai Meng's hair.

Meng Meng said: "Teacher~~ I've grown up, I'm not a child anymore." ”

Xia Ji smiled: "I'm afraid I won't be able to mix it in the future." ”

Dai Meng fell silent, and suddenly said, "Won't the teacher ask me why I want to stay?"

Yes.

Xia Ji said something, but the two of them knew it well, and they both knew that there was almost no affection between Dai Meng and the Dai family, and it was impossible for her to stay because she was nostalgic for the Dai family and this land.

The air was silent for a while, and Xiao Su sat on the cliff wrapped in a velvet cloak, staring blankly at this spectacular north-south barrier, as if he was a little "senile dementia".

And between master and apprentice, the atmosphere has become a little strange.

Long...

Xia Ji said: "Everyone has a young age, everyone needs to grow, since you have something left for the teacher in your heart, then just remember it, it will eventually bear good fruit." ”

Dai Meng's eyes were like gray crystals, and the waves flowed, flowing past the young man in front of her, and she suddenly said seriously: "Thank you." ”

The master and apprentice looked at each other for a long time, and Xia Ji suddenly laughed.

He smiled softly.

Turning around, he waved back, and shouted, "Before parting, the teacher has to check your homework." ”

Dai Mengqi said: "What homework?"

Xia Ji said: "How about building a snowman?"

Dai Meng's eyes lit up, and the corners of her lips also curled, curling with joy, she ran over and shouted, "Okay, okay!"