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After leaving the Tempest Canyon and two hundred miles further, the Yi family caravan camped on a flat slope.

Yi Xiang was tired at this time, and sat quietly beside the campfire with a haggard face, not knowing what he was thinking about, but his face was still facing the direction of the vehicle where Yi Ting was lying, and his eyes were blank.

"Brother Xiang, drink some hot soup. Yi Gui walked to Yi Xiang's side, handed Yi Xiang a bowl of thick soup, sat casually aside, grabbed a branch and fiddled with the charcoal in the campfire.

Yi Xiang held the hot soup in his hand, but he didn't stop talking, still looking in the direction where Yi Ting was without saying a word.

"Young Master Ting has finally recovered some of his blood, with his brothers taking turns to take care of him, it should be fine, you have to eat something first, replenish some strength, everyone still has to rely on you." Yi Gui looked at Yi Xiang's condition and tried to comfort him.

"Well, I'm fine, don't worry. After speaking, Yi Xiang also took a sip of thick soup, after all, as the leader, his psychological quality is still quite strong, and in order to let Yi Ting receive better treatment, he will be safely sent to Qingyan City for medical treatment as soon as possible, which undoubtedly depends on his rich experience.

"I can't blame you for this, it was Young Master Ting who got into the convoy by himself, and according to the degree of appreciation of the family master, I don't think I will punish you too much. If he is in Yi Xiang's position, Yi Gui is most worried that this matter will affect the future development of the Yi family, and naturally he thinks that Yi Xiang is worried about this.

"As long as Young Master Ting is fine, it doesn't matter if he is punished or not. Yi Xiang felt remorse in his heart at the moment, he knew that he should have agreed to take Yi Ting into the city in the first place, even if he was punished by the head of the family, it was better than letting Yi Ting sneak into the convoy and be seriously injured.

However, Yi Guishi didn't know what Yi Xiang was thinking, and he had doubts in his heart for the past two years, so he just took this opportunity to ask:

"Brother Xiang, I can see that the head of the family values you very much, and has always hoped that you can follow Master Mingyao's side, but I really don't understand why you should refuse such a good thing for the sake of Young Master Ting. In two years, if Young Master Ting can't awaken the spiritual root, he will be sent to the city to take care of the shops, do you have to follow to do such a trivial thing with no future?"

Generally speaking, those who have a spiritual root and have good qualifications can awaken the spiritual root at the age of four or five, and if they have not encountered the first feeling situation at the age of eight, there is basically no chance at all, so like Yi Ting, who has not awakened the spiritual root at the age of six, he is naturally classified as a mortal with ordinary talent or even no spiritual root.

What other people think of Yi Ting, Yi Xiang is of course the clearest, if it is normal, Yi Xiang will not say anything at all, but at the moment he is upset, and it is really difficult to vomit the depression in his chest without arguing a sentence:

"Others may not notice the special features of Young Master Ting, but I know very well that although he is not able to practice the exercises, he is not only teaching and studying the designated basic pre-cultivation classics, but even the difficult books such as "Strange Beasts and Hundred Explanations" and "Secret Records of Different Herbs" in the library have already been read by him, how can such talent and understanding be possibly possessed by ordinary people without spiritual roots. ”

Yi Gui's eyes widened after hearing this, and he was a little incredulous, not to mention that he was not qualified to refer to this kind of classics, even if he could read it, it was impossible to memorize the characteristics of tens of thousands of demon beasts and spirit grass.

Especially the biggest difference between mortals and immortal cultivators is not in their physique, the reason why the strength of monks can far exceed ordinary people is also due to acquired cultivation.

However, the biggest difference after the first feeling is that the spiritual wisdom will be raised to another realm, whether it is memory or thinking and reaction ability, it will be greatly increased, and therefore there is a way to comprehend the cultivation exercises that are regarded as heavenly books by mortals, and gradually connect with the strange energy that exists between heaven and earth.

"It's... Could it be that Young Master Ting's spiritual root had already awakened, but there were some problems during the inspection, so he didn't test it?" Yi Gui recalled that before he opened the spiritual root, he didn't have anything extraordinary, and he really couldn't believe that a six-year-old child could do something that he couldn't even do.

Yi Xiang glanced at Yi Gui, shook his head and said: "I also used to doubt this, but I have tried several verification methods and the results are the same, the most important thing is that I have helped him run the exercises, but the result is that there is no trace of spiritual energy left in his body, so it can be confirmed that the spiritual root has not awakened." But..."

"But what?" Yi Gui had never paid attention to Yi Ting before, but after listening to what Yi Xiang said at this moment, he couldn't help but be curious, and immediately asked.

"Hmm..."Yi Xiang said after a little recollection: "Except for Young Master Ting, I have never injected the aura into the mortal body, so I don't know if this phenomenon is normal, in short, the aura I consumed seems to have disappeared completely, and after a few hours, I feel as tired as helping people heal their luck, which is what I think is more strange." ”

Yi Gui naturally had never had a similar experience, and after pondering for a while, he stopped thinking about it. But he still turned the topic back to the question at the beginning: "But even if Young Master Ting's talent is special, it is definitely not as good as staying by Young Master Mingyao's side, although Young Master Mingyao may not necessarily take over the position of the head of the family, but the resources that the family has invested in him will never be less there, and the future will be bright with Young Master Mingyao." ”

Yi Xiang sighed lightly and said: "I don't think you can understand my feelings for Young Master Ting, even if it is for the sake of the family, there is no shortage of people around Young Master Mingyao who are more suitable than me, but if I leave Young Master Ting, then there is really no one who will really take care of him." ”

After speaking, he drank all the thick soup in his hand, and then handed the bowl to Yi Gui and ordered: "I will cultivate a little to recover my vitality, and I will ask you to take care of the young master of the court during this period." ”

"Brother Xiang, don't worry, leave the rest to me. Seeing that Yi Xiang had recovered a little bit, Yi Gui stopped talking and went to deal with other things after taking the bowl.

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After another two days, Yi Ting still hadn't woken up, but seeing that his breath was stable, and the wound was slowly recovering, plus feeding the decoction and gruel, etc., Yi Ting also swallowed it honestly and unceremoniously, so everyone was no longer overly worried.

I only thought that my body was weak because of excessive blood loss, so I didn't wake up for a long time, but I didn't know that Yi Ting's physical strength had already recovered, but he had been intoxicated with the wonderful dream of his first feeling and refused to wake up.

The speed of the convoy was not slowed down by Yi Ting's injury, and in addition to a safe and comfortable place specially arranged in the truck for Yi Ting to recuperate, someone would always be around to take care of him.

And in the follow-up journey, there is no more dangerous place like the Storm Canyon, which will make the vehicle bumpy and difficult, so the journey is quite smooth, and even Yi Xiang wants to arrive in the city early so that Yi Ting can receive complete treatment, so the itinerary is a little faster than the scheduled time.

However, just as he was passing through the twilight maple forest, suddenly a thick bloody breath blew in front of him, and when he looked at it, it was actually the corpses of more than a dozen giant demon beasts lying in the middle of the road, Yi Xiang was shocked and immediately ordered to stop advancing.

"The convoy gathers into a defensive formation, and there is an ambush ahead!"

In an instant, the Yi family convoy formed a circle, a total of seven trucks were parked on the periphery, all the guards and the rest of the vehicles were in the inner circle, and the dragon horses were all unreined and introduced behind the car, so as to avoid being attacked and pulling the carriage and messing up the formation.

However, until all the fortifications were ready, the enemy's trace was still delayed, and Yi Gui couldn't help but ask worriedly: "Brother Xiang... This... The enemy is there?... How many people are there?"

In fact, not only Yi Gui had this question, but none of the accompanying guards found any trace of the enemy, but no one doubted Yi Xiang's judgment, because his cultivation was the highest, and the perception range of his spiritual sense was much farther than that of everyone else, and there were demon beast corpses blocking the way in front of him, so it would never be someone who was bored and scary.

However, Yi Xiang did not answer immediately, only to see him staring at the corner in front of him, but his face gradually became solemn, and after a while, he finally spoke:

"We are surrounded!"

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(The protagonist's life experience will be slowly replenished at the appropriate time, but in a big family, without parents to take care of an unaccompanied childhood, it is conceivable that it must be quite lonely and pitiful, so give a ticket and collection, and support our little master to grow up!)