As Xiao Wudao grows up day by day

"Xiaohu, bring the little child to sleep at our house today," said a middle-aged child next to the statue of an aunt.

"Okay, mom will wait for me and Xiao Wude, and I'll come back after digging this bird hole." The teenage boy replied

When Xiao Wudao heard it, he also revealed a sadness in his heart, yes, his friends' parents are there, and his parents don't know where they are.

Xiao Wudao only had a broken sword, a handkerchief, and an immortal leaf by his side. For so many years, Xiao Wudao grew up eating hundreds of meals at his uncle's and aunt's house, although his uncles and aunts were very good to him, but he would secretly cry late at night.

Xiao Wudao also asked the village chief grandfather where his parents were, and the village chief grandfather touched his head and said lovingly, "Your parents are far, far away, and the handkerchief was left to you by your mother." ”

Xiao Wudao also nodded, although he knew that it was left to him by a young lady, maybe the village chief was afraid of breaking his heart before he said so.

"Little Tiger, it's time for the little fart to sleep," the aunt said

The two little ones honestly lay down under the covers.

In the dead of night, the little kid and the villagers also fall into a sweet sleep.

Two figures appeared on the roof, quietly practicing something for Xiao Wudao.

"Pingzhi, okay, I'm going back to the mountain as soon as I'm done, and the master is about to make rounds." The girl said coquettishly.

"It's almost there, senior sister, Xiao Wudao is growing up day by day, and it is becoming more and more difficult to help him refine his body, but as long as Xiao Wudao wants to step into cultivation, he can open up the sea of suffering at any time." The boy was sweating profusely, but a smile appeared on his face, because his efforts were not in vain. After sending Xiao Wudao down the mountain, he had to go down the mountain almost every three months to baptize Xiao Wudao.

"Every time I sneak around, I can't touch Xiao Wudao's little face in a bright way, Xiao Wudao is really getting more and more exquisite." Feng Yu doted.

"When we step into the secret realm of turning into a dragon, the master will let us go down the mountain to practice, and then we will really meet Xiao Wudao."

The two of them are also half a step away from the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm.

After speaking, the two looked at Xiao Wudao again, and then reluctantly turned around and left.

"The two little guys quietly go down the mountain every time to help Xiao Wudao practice, and they are afraid of hurting Xiao Wudao if their skills are so bad, and they have to wipe their butts for the teacher." A middle-aged man said helplessly. Appears on the house where the two had previously stayed.

Then he trained his body for Xiao Wudao again, "Xiao Wudao is worthy of being an innate sword spirit body, and he has not yet started to cultivate his physique, he is so powerful, and he is much better than Pingzhi back then," the middle-aged man exclaimed with sweat.

After finishing his work, he hurriedly followed the two quietly.

"Xiao Wude, your appetite is amazing, this is my day's meal" Xiaohu exclaimed.

Xiao Wudao lowered his head and said ashamedly, "I don't know why, I just feel that I wake up hungry and hungry."

"No, no, no, I didn't mean that, it's just too amazing" Xiaohu hurriedly comforted

"Little brat, Xiaohu didn't mean that, if you haven't eaten enough, there will be still here." An aunt also persuaded

"Aunt Li, I don't know why I eat so much, I'm just hungry." Xiao Wudao blamed himself, and his appearance was even more pitiful.

"It's a blessing to be able to eat, there's nothing bad about it, and you can grow up quickly if you eat more." Aunt Li comforted

Xiaohu also hurriedly agreed.

In the afternoon, Xiao Wudao and the big children dug out the bird's nest and went down to the river to fish, having a lot of fun. Xiao Wudao is like having endless energy.

It wasn't until late at night that the villagers called them home to rest.

In this way, another three years have passed, Xiao Wudao has grown up day by day, and his energy has become more squandering, and he has gone to the mountains with the big children to explore every day.

Although he will be scolded by the villagers when he comes back, he will also have a lot of fun.

At night, Xiao Wen and Xiaohu were lying on the bed and chatting, "Xiao Wudao, do you believe that there are really immortal cultivators in the world?"

"Probably not, otherwise we wouldn't have seen each other for so many years." Xiao Wudao replied

"However, the one who sent you here when you were a child was the immortal who saved our village." Xiaohu said absentmindedly, and remembered that he had said the wrong thing, so he quickly covered his mouth.

"What is Xiaohu talking nonsense?" Aunt Li hurriedly said

Because when the three of them left, Yan Ming said to the village chief that he would not tell the three of them to Xiao Wudao in the future, let alone tell him that there were immortal cultivators in the world, as long as he spent his life happily.

After leaving, the village chief also told everyone in the village about it. The villagers promised not to say anything, and although Xiaohu was still young at the time, he already knew about it.

But Xiao Wudao, there are three people in the memory of being with them for a long time. A quirky young lady, a little brother who is a bit of a secondary two, and an uncle who seems to be strict in his heart but wants to be an old naughty boy.