Zhao Huai looked at the stone stele, Rao is strong spirit, and he couldn't stand it.

These symbols really can't be seen for a long time.

The more I look at it, the more dizzy I get.

Yu Qinghan was also observing carefully, and after looking at it for a while, he also looked away, and said slowly:

"The words on this stele are not carved by ordinary people, they are written by people with extremely high cultivation, and they contain mysterious Taoist meanings."

Hearing this, Zhao Huai couldn't help but think of the previous scene in the illusion.

Those phantoms in the sky, could it be that they are immortals?

That indifferent look for all living beings made him unforgettable, as if the common people were nothing in their eyes.

But why did they throw it down?

The stele looked more like it had been banished, what did it represent, and why was it thrown away?

For a while, Zhao Huai couldn't figure it out.

"Bang!"

Zhao Huai slapped his palm on the stele, wanting to try how strong the stele was.

As a result, after slapping hard, I found that the stele had no reaction at all, not even a crack at all.

His hand shook back as if it had been bounced, and the stele remained intact and unharmed.

"It's really sturdy."

Zhao Huai sighed.

You must know that if you go down with all your strength, ordinary Jindan monks will be disabled if they don't die.

The Jindan monk's physical body is considered to be very strong, comparable to the strength of the spirit jade.

This stele is not a precious material, and there is no formation inscription, why is it so hard?

"What happened?"

Ye Taoran observed everyone with his divine sense, and when he saw Zhao Huai and Yu Qinghan discussing around a stone tablet, he walked over.

When he saw the stele, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"A stone tablet has just been born from the Luo River, it looks very weird and mysterious, it is not a rare material, but it is not broken, and the words on it make people dizzy at a glance." Zhao Huai explained.

"Oh?"

Ye Gong stepped forward in surprise, stared at the stele, stretched out his wrinkled hand and touched the stele for a moment.

His old eyes gradually narrowed, as if he recognized the source of the words, and said in a deep voice:

"It's no wonder you can't read it, it's the words of the immortals."

Just after looking at it for a while, Ye Taoran determined the origin of the content.

"Can you decipher it?"

Zhao Huai asked, he only cared about this.

Ye Gong shook his head and said: "No, the words engraved with immortal power, only those who hold immortal power can know what is written on it, the words gather the will and Dao Yun of the immortals, even I can't know the content of the words, the reason why I can judge that it is an immortal text is because I saw it by chance hundreds of years ago, and it is exactly the same as this one, and every text engraved is extremely weighty." ”

"It's impossible to judge the content, but what is certain is that this is definitely a big discovery, and there may be a windfall."

Ye Gong said solemnly, and at the same time looked at Zhao Huai with deep meaning, and said:

"Since this is discovered by His Royal Highness, it means that it belongs to you, and only recognizes you as the Lord, if it is someone else, you will definitely not get this stele, it will not appear at all, we have also come in this small world of Hetu Luoshu many times, but we have not once got this stele, which means that it is because of you."

Zhao Huai frowned and said, "What does Ye Gong mean, this stone tablet has taken a fancy to me?" ”

"It is very likely that the top priority is to decipher the words on the stone tablet, since it is an immortal thing, it shows what unknown secrets are hidden, and the content of the text is extremely worthy of attention, maybe you can get some information about the ascension world and solve the mystery of the immortal road cut off back then."

"Looks like there's something to do again."

After Ye Gong finished speaking, he glanced around and found that most of the young junjie had already woken up.

Obviously, the enlightenment is over.

He said aloud:

"All of you have comprehended the exercises, all of them have been included in the river map, if you have nothing to do, you can leave by yourself, before leaving, remember to claim the treasure card of my Yan Holy Mansion, with this card you can claim a magic power."

"Finally, thank you for your help to my Yansheng Mansion this time."

After hearing this, the young Tianjiao, who had comprehended the exercises, was all happy.

They went to Cai Yuxiang's hands one after another to claim a jade plaque.

Although Zhao Huai didn't comprehend any exercises, he still got a jade plate, which made him very puzzled.

When he looked at Ye Gong suspiciously, he stroked his beard and smiled:

"This stone tablet, can you borrow my Yansheng Mansion to study and comprehend? In exchange, you can choose a magic spell in my Yan Shengfu, and we won't take the stone tablet, but return it to you after some time, how about it? ”

"Since Ye Gong wants to decipher it, let's take it."

Zhao Huai suddenly understood, nodded, and immediately agreed, although he knew that this stone tablet was very extraordinary, but at present, this was an ordinary stone, but it was engraved with the words of immortals, which was very valuable.

But why didn't I realize the exercises, but instead realized a stone tablet?

Zhao Huai, who was puzzled, left the world of Hetu Luoshu with the problem and returned to the floating island.

"The demon of enlightenment was stunned, and he almost forgot to get down to business."

Zhao Huai patted his head, as if he remembered something, and smiled at Yu Qinghan on the side:

"Madam, let's go, it's time to go see the child."

There are three thousand immortal peaks under the Infinite Immortal Sect, and the cultivation environment on each immortal peak is excellent.

Therefore, only sect elders and true disciples are eligible to claim it, and new positions will continue to become vacant as their cultivation grows.

Red Dust Fairy Peak.

There is a simple thatched hut in the middle of a winding mountain, away from the hustle and bustle, surrounded by a gentle countryside, a quiet garden, and a fence surrounded by tree branches.

It looks like a paradise.

A beautiful woman in a white dress sits on a swing made of withered trees and vines, lined with a red bandeau and covered with a black xia cloak.

The woman in the white dress was motionless, swaying with the swing, her slender jade hand grasping the tree vine, and her eyes stared blankly at the phantom of the mountains in the distance.

Next to the woman was a lake where the mist floated.

It doesn't look like it's a big area, it's just a small lake.

Suddenly, there were faint ripples on the smooth surface of the lake.

With a "bang", a behemoth escaped from the lake and splashed a large amount of water.

A pair of emerald green eyes appeared in the mist.

It was a huge blue-eyed dragon.

This oppressive aura is daunting.

But the woman in the white dress smiled, not afraid, and the corners of her lips hooked:

"I've worked hard for you again."

I saw that the blue-eyed dragon opened its mouth and spit out a large number of river crabs and river fish.

After throwing them all ashore in one go, he glanced at the direction of the grass hut again, and his eyes showed a solemn look of humanity.

Then with a "poof", it burrowed into the bottom of the lake again.

In a thatched hut.

The furnishings are simple, only a quaint desk full of books, a wooden box in the corner, and an ancient sword on the wall.

Walking along the thatched hut is a stove room, and to the right, there is a room with a large bed.

In the center of the house was a small cart with two babies of a few months, wrapped in extremely precious silk, sleeping soundly.

However, at this moment, there was an extremely young girl standing in front of the baby girl.

If anyone remembers, will find out.

A year and a half ago, before Emperor Taizong of Great Xia Yu Yunping was dying, the Miaoli palace maid who witnessed the death of the young emperor was inexplicably the same as this palace maid.

The young girl stood in front of the baby girl, slightly distracted, and murmured:

"You were born in the best of times and the worst of times."

She glanced at the baby boy next to her again, and a hint of distress appeared in her eyes.

The girl just wanted to reach out and touch the baby's greasy white cheeks.

"Squeak."

A push opened the door, and the woman in the white dress walked in.

She looked around, and it was empty, very calm.

When she saw the two babies next to the bed, she couldn't help but smile at the corners of her mouth.

She was carrying two large fish in her hands.

With a wave of his hand, the clear water in the water tank in the stove room floated into the bowl and splashed with water.

Then he snapped his fingers again, and a little spark burned on the clay kang under the pot in the stove.

"Let's have fish soup today."

The woman in the white dress said and quickly got busy.

Jiang Xuan, the dignified red dust fairy, actually knows how to cook, if this scene is put outside, I don't know how many disciples will be surprised.

Jiang Xuan, the true disciple of the previous generation of Wuji Immortal Sect, was also a genius with amazing talent two hundred years ago.

The reason why it is the previous generation is because there are internal regulations in the Wuji Immortal Sect that when the cultivation of a true disciple reaches the Yuan Infant Realm, he will be promoted to a deacon.

With the word disciple behind the identity, it means that there is still a teacher in the sect and daily practice guidance.

Although there is no end to the path of cultivation, but when the age of cultivation increases, the status will change, and no one will be a disciple all his life.

After becoming a deacon, he officially entered the management of the sect, and removed the title of disciple, which meant that there was a lot more responsibility on his shoulders.

Of course, not all deacons are very busy and very capable, the Wuji Immortal Sect has a long heritage, and it is more common that there are many true disciples who have graduated, and the elders who guide them can't teach them anything, so they can only become deacons, participate in the management of the sect, and take on the responsibility of maintaining order and guidance in the sect.

Jiang Xuan is one of them.

She was entrusted with the care of the two children until they were old enough to be sensible, and then the power of choice was given back to them.

These two children.

One is called Zhao Ruyue, and the other is Zhao Ping'an.

The trustee is her junior sister, who lived with her for a period of time seven or eight years ago, the two ate and lived together, and the junior sister practiced for a few years, so she looked at each other for a few years, and has been watching the other party change from a slim girl to a big beauty who is in charge alone.

The relationship between the two is very good, they have nothing to talk about, I heard that my junior sister found a man and gave birth to a child, but my father couldn't find it.

Isn't this a proper negative man?

Men don't have a few good things.

Looking at the steaming cauldron, between the mist, Jiang Xuan's thoughts couldn't help but drift away.

Once upon a time, she was also an infatuated girl.

Looking back now, two hundred years have passed.

She has long passed the age of pursuing the love between men and women, but in the face of thousands of years of longevity, her life has just begun.

There is still a long way to go, and the days have to pass slowly.

And for a hundred years, Jiang Xuan has understood a truth.

No matter what level of steps you go up to the monk's realm, there are people looking up at you at the bottom of the steps, and there are people looking down on you on the steps.

"Senior Sister Jiang."

Suddenly, there was a sound transmission from the Red Dust Immortal Peak.

Pulling Jiang Xuan back to reality, she wiped her hands, put the wooden lid on the pot, and walked towards the door, seeing a pair of male and female figures falling straight from the sky.

"Cold? How did she come back?"

Jiang Xuan wondered.

It's not been a few days before her junior sister has turned back again, is it because she regrets it?

But to be honest, she still likes these two children.

Zhao Huai and Yu Qinghan jumped down from the sky and came to the Red Dust Immortal Peak.

Yu Qinghan immediately saw a woman in a white dress standing at the door of the thatched hut.

With a smile on her pretty face, she said hello:

"Senior sister, I've come to see you."

Zhao Huai on the side glanced at the environment of Hongchen Immortal Peak, which was leisurely and quiet, comfortable and comfortable, and not clean, indicating that the owner here was happy and quiet.

He couldn't help but be amazed: "I didn't expect that there was such a place in the Wuji Immortal Sect, if you live in seclusion here, it would really be a good choice." ”

"Qinghan, why are you back again?"

Jiang Xuan walked over, saw the man beside his junior sister, his eyes froze, and asked:

"This is"

"Oh, this is the husband I mentioned to my senior sister." Yu Qinghan introduced with a smile.

"Contemptible Zhao Huai."

Zhao Huai took the initiative to introduce and hugged his fists.

"You're Qinghan's sweetheart? The father of those two children? ”

Jiang Xuan looked at Zhao Huai with cold eyes, and his face was flat.

Zhao Huai didn't know why, he felt a strong resentment, and in order to maintain the courtesy, he still nodded and replied:

"Exactly."

"Senior sister, is the child in the house?"

At this time, Yu Qinghan couldn't wait to ask.

Jiang Xuan nodded and replied, "I'm still sleeping, I was about to cook a pot of fish soup for them, and you just happened to come." ”

"Come in and sit."

Jiang Xuan made a way, and Yu Qinghan and Zhao Huai walked straight into the house.

Zhao Huai felt a nervous feeling in his heart.

It's the first time he's been a father.

Can you not be nervous?

I didn't know it before, but now that I know that I have two three-month-old sons and daughters, I would be shocked and nervous if I was any of them.

At the same time, he was looking forward to it.

These are his own sons and daughters!

The room was short and narrow, but Zhao Huai felt that he had been walking for a long time.

After a while, the three of them finally came to the room.

When Zhao Huai came to the central car and looked at the two cute faces, the whole person was stunned.

This kid looks like him!

He reached out and touched the child's cheek.

For a moment, there was a feeling of blood connection!

A feeling of joy that was quietly generated spread in my heart, and it was an indescribable feeling.

Suddenly remembering something, Zhao Huai turned his head and asked his wife:

"What's their name?"

Yu Qinghan smiled slightly, a layer of brilliance appeared on Yingyingyu's face, and said softly:

"The son's name is Zhao Ping'an, and the daughter's name is Zhao Ruyue."

Zhao Ping'an, Zhao Ruyue. Good name. ”

"It's my father who is not good, and I only came to see you now."

Zhao Huai's gaze at the child gradually softened, mixed with a hint of guilt.

There was another pair of people in his heart to rely on.

Seeing Zhao Huai's appearance, Jiang Xuan, who was wearing a white dress next to him, softened his gaze slightly.