Practitioner practice is not an easy task.

Cultivators who have just stepped into the cultivation of the truth, no matter what the cultivation resources are, must work tirelessly and hard day and night. Cultivators must not only compete with the heavens for the Tao and luck, but also with all the practitioners, and more importantly, with their brothers and friends who practice together.

If you fall behind one step, you will fall behind step by step, not only ordinary cultivators, but even those cultivators who are arrogant, if they are complacent and slack, they will soon be lost to everyone.

But for a cultivator with a high realm like Yang Xun, the sect master of the Huashan Sword Sect, it would be just a drop in the bucket for them to fight for the past. It's not useless to practice day and night, but when they reach a high level like theirs, they fulfill the old saying, the higher the ability, the greater the responsibility, and the more trivial and complicated mundane things there are.

Unless they retreat and are cut off from all earthly and mundane shackles, then their cultivation will be able to go further.

Like Yang Xun, as the sect master of the Huashan Sword Sect, he is in charge of a sect of about 10,000 people, although basically all kinds of things are handled by disciples in charge of things. Even so, Yang Xun can't be idle for a day, and he can't spare much time to cultivate, so he can only be busy, and when he finds some time, he meditates and takes a self-portrait, which is better than nothing.

In the morning light, Yang Xun woke up from his oblivion, first went to Guangyun Peak to take a look at the disciples who were still in a coma, but their breath was much more stable, and chatted with Elder Cheng about Senior Brother Tian's injury, knowing that Senior Brother Tian was already free of life, so he left Guangyun Peak with confidence.

When he flew to a distance of about 100 zhang from the mountain gate, he slowly landed, and walked leisurely down the mountain with his hands behind his back. Walking to the mountain gate at the mountain gate, which was written with the four big characters of 'sword qi soaring to the sky', Yang Xun habitually turned his head to the right, and sure enough, Hu Lelei couldn't move on a slightly smooth mountain rock, tilting his head and pouring wine into his mouth with a wine gourd.

The disciples who guarded the mountain had already received Yang Xun's hint, and no one dared to step forward or make a voice to remind Ling Hule. Yang Xun quietly walked up to Ling Hule, and before Ling Hule's own perception alerted his brain transmission, Yang Xun kicked Ling Hule's ass.

"Drink, drink, drink, and if you don't do anything all day long, you know how to drink. Early in the morning, I knew that I would take the wine jar and pour it, did I arrange your work to be done? Drink right here. ”

Yang Xun almost never added color to his eight sons and the remaining fifteen apprentices, only Ling Hule, who was his second treasure, either praised the sky, or scolded or punched and kicked, of course, it was not really a real kick, it was just pretending.

Even cultivators also need the joy of family happiness with their children and grandchildren around their knees.

There are a lot of beatings and scoldings, and Ling Hule has long been used to it, so he doesn't care too much. He stood up for a long time, first asked the master how to say hello, and then told the master with a serious look that he had investigated the scene last night and the inferences he had made.

Things are indeed a little strange, and there is no way to unravel the Sky Net Horse Essence, and how he was turned into a bone pill.

It's just such a trivial matter, and this trivial matter also involves Yang Xun's two apprentices who have been with him since childhood, so Yang Xun doesn't pick it up in his heart.

As a sect master of more than 10,000 people, if he can't let go of such a trivial matter, he will not be exhausted to death. Besides, this world seems strange, but in fact, it happened that his mother opened the door by chance, and there were many things that happened to be home.

Yang Xun didn't let go of Ling Hule's meaning, and continued. "That's all?"

Linghule is waiting for this sentence! He scratched his head, feigning puzzled inquiry. "That's all, Master has nothing else."

Yang Xun gritted his teeth and said. "What else did I ask you to do last night?"

Ling Hule pretended to scratch his head, pretending to meditate.

Knowing that the kid was pretending to be stupid with himself, Yang Xun kicked Ling Hule's ass sideways again.

"Master, your old man taps ······" Ling Hule jumped up on the spot, and only after landing did he pretend to be enlightened. "Master, I remembered that after I came back from Qishan, I sent a letter to my senior sister, and my senior sister should have fallen asleep, and she hasn't replied to the letter until now."

After hearing Ling Hule's words, Yang Xun suddenly felt a little depressed. This is the first time that I have stayed alone in a strange place······

Although Yang Yuhe often stayed outside in the past, at that time, she was accompanied by two or even more senior brothers or elder brothers to take care of her.

This time, Yang Xun had a feeling that the cabbage that he had carefully cared for for more than 20 years was suddenly gnawed by a pig.

Yixing Yanshan, without the intention of chatting with his beloved apprentice, Yang Xun waved his hand at Ling Hule, meaning to let Ling Hule retreat, and he walked back with his hands behind his back and his head down.

"Master, why don't I go and see Senior Sister?"

"No need, take a good look at your mountain gate!"

What comforted Yang Xun was that he had accepted a good apprentice.

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Leaving the dragon's heir in the Mud Pill Palace for Wei Sanya to take care of, I don't know what he will do to the Mud Pill Palace. Besides, the descendants of the dragon heard that Wang Dong was going to Huashan, and he resolutely wanted to follow his father's side.

So Wang Dong, Yang Yuhe, and the descendants of the dragon embarked on the journey to Huashan Sword Sect together.

Two thousand miles away, if Wang Dong was asked to travel alone, he would be able to arrive in less than two hours.

If you let the descendants of the dragon ······

After the wind flew into the air, the dragon's descendants suddenly sprouted wings more than two feet long on each side of their shoulders.

The heir of the dragon boasted that if he hurried to the two thousand miles, an hour would have come.

Wang Dong and the three of them were on the road at the right time, and the three of them flew to the mountain gate of the Huashan Sword Sect.

This is still Yang Yuhe flying so fast with the help of Wang Dong, it is better to rely on the speed at which Yang Yuhe flies three hundred miles to meditate and replenish his spiritual power, I am afraid that Yang Yuhe himself will not be able to catch up with Huashan.

Of course, slow also has the benefit of being slow. During this period, Wang Dong did not delay receiving the flying book from the Qingfeng Dao Chief.

Qingfeng Dao Changfei told Wang Dong in the book that when going out, pay attention to the water and stop when the fire is encountered, and go to a sparsely populated place.

Yang Yuhe was puzzled, thinking that Wang Dong's eight characters did not match these matters that Qingfeng Dao Chang asked him to pay attention to. Wang shook his head and explained to Yang Yuhe. "When the water stops, it is the breeze that is afraid that he will drown, and when the fire stops, he is afraid that he will be hot. As for going to sparsely populated places, I am afraid that Wang Dong will be hungry. ”

Yang Yuhe felt that he should be glad to meet Wang Dong's master and apprentice, not to mention anything else, these two wonderful masters and apprentices brought a lot of joy.

In order not to worry about Qingfeng Daoist and not to starve Wang Dong, Yang Yuhe sent a message to his favorite junior brother halfway, so that Ling Hule was ready to take over as soon as possible.

Ling Hule hadn't drunk any more since he received Yang Yuhe's flying sword handbook, and he hadn't drunk a drop of wine for a whole afternoon, until his throat and eyes were about to burst into flames, and he looked at his senior sister and a young man, sandwiched between a child with horns on his head and a tail behind his back.

As for the wings when flying, walking on the ground gets in the way, of course, they should be put away.

The two of them held one of the child's hands, and the picture was quite warm and walked towards the mountain gate.

Ling Hule hurriedly took all the senior brothers who were guarding the mountain together and ran forward to greet him, as for the master's hint of giving the pig who stole the cabbage a dismount, Ling Hule is just a junior brother, and this matter has to be followed by the senior brothers first.

Everyone had a cheerful greeting, and Yang Yuhe asked where Senior Brother Linghu Letian was? Hearing that Senior Brother Tian was in Guangyun Peak, Yang Yuhe was going to Guangyun Peak to visit Senior Brother Tian first.

He told Senior Sister that Senior Brother Tian hadn't woken up yet, Senior Brother Lu Guangyunfeng was waiting in the pharmacy, and it was not too late to visit him tomorrow, and besides, Master was still waiting at Tianzhu Peak, so it was better to go back to Tianzhu Peak first. Yang Yuhe had no choice but to agree, for fear that the master would wait for a long time, Linghule anxiously took the three of them to Tianzhu Peak.

Yang Xun took Yang Yuhe as a treasure is not fake, in order to welcome Yang Yuhe home, Yang Xun almost had a family banquet.

Good guy, the person who is close to Yang Xun on Tianzhu Peak, I heard that Yang Yuhe came back with the man she liked this time, and the whole thing was dispatched.

Needless to say, Yang Xun's two ladies love the house and Wu, and the ones who take Yang Yuhe's baby are no worse than Yang Xun.

Yang Yuhe's three brothers who didn't go out in Tianzhu Peak, as well as more than 20 sisters-in-law of her eight brothers.

Yang Yuhe's ten senior brothers who didn't go out in Tianzhu Peak, as well as her more than twenty sisters-in-law of a total of sixteen senior brothers, and her only junior brother Ling Hule, almost everyone arrived at the big dining room of Tianzhu Peak, talking and waiting with each other.

Linghule led Yang Yuhe, Wang Dong and the descendants of the dragon into the dining room, not only Wang Dong was frightened, but even Yang Yuhe felt that his father had made the formation bigger.

Wang Dong usually only lives with Master Qingfeng Dao Chang, and at most with the big mouse Wei Sanya. Now that he is suddenly integrated into such a big family, Yang Yuhe is afraid that he will not be able to adapt to it.

Yang Yuhe couldn't help but give his father a roll of his eyes, but Yang Xun was used to it and didn't care. Instead, let Yang Yuhe introduce Wang Dong to everyone first.

Yang Yuhe endured his shyness and introduced to the relatives and friends at the fifth or sixth table. "His name is Wang Dong, and he came to our Huashan Sword Sect to find his father to talk about business."

One of Yang Yuhe's senior brothers is a cheerful person, and he said when he heard this. "If you want to talk to Master and his old man about business, how can you pass the pass of our senior brothers and sisters-in-law. I'm right! Brothers, sisters-in-law. ”

The men present didn't react much, and the sisters-in-law who praised their junior sister or sister after Wang Dong entered the door or the sister-in-law picked up the treasure were chaotic and echoed.

In the laughter of everyone, the heir of the dragon saw that Yang Yuhe did not introduce himself, so he jumped on a stool and shouted loudly. "My name is the descendant of the dragon, and I am the son of Wang Dong."

When everyone saw that the little one was so cute, of course the joy was doubled.

Others are not in a hurry, their father and two mothers must be introduced separately. Taking advantage of the joy of everyone, Yang Yuhe pulled Wang Dong and first met the two mothers, and then Yang Xun.

Yang Yuhe couldn't hide it, and said to Yang. "Dad, Wang Dong has something important to tell you."

It is said that the mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law more and more pleasing to the eye.

Although Yang Xun felt that Wang Dong had the demeanor of his youth, even so, he was still a little unkind to Wang Dong who stole his treasure.

He said kindly to Yang Yuhe. "Eat now, and it's not too late to talk about it tomorrow."