It's late at night.

However, at this moment, Zhang's Mansion is brightly lit.

Especially in a hall in the courtyard, it is as bright as day.

A large number of servants gathered not far away.

Even those who had already fallen asleep got up from their beds and rushed straight to the bright hall with curious eyes.

Although I can't hear anything, I can't see anything.

But that doesn't affect the excitement in their hearts.

Just now!

Among them, many of them saw with their own eyes a young man in a purple fairy robe who landed in the courtyard of the mansion with his emptiness, and then saw the lord and the lady greet them excitedly.

Obviously.

This is the legendary immortal chief of the Zhang Mansion, and their young master Zhang Jing is back!

Inside the hall.

Zhang's father and mother looked at Zhang Jing excitedly, and their eyes were already red.

Opposite the two.

Zhang Jing was holding two young children on the left and the right in his arms.

There was a gentle smile on his face.

On the left is the younger brother.

The guy was writhing restlessly with his little body while his mouth was squeaking and screaming something.

And on the right.

The little sister with braids sat quietly on Zhang Jing's lap, raised her little head, and stared at him with big black eyes without blinking.

She seemed to be wondering who the person in front of her was.

"Dad, mother, what are their names and how old are they?"

Zhang Jing's gentle voice sounded, breaking the silent atmosphere in the room.

"My sister's name is Zhang Nianjing, and my brother's name is Zhang Fan, both of which are your mother's names, and they are already one year and one month old."

Father Zhang replied with a smile.

"Zhang Nianjing, Zhang Fan"

Zhang Jing repeatedly recited these two names silently in his heart, and a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes.

The meaning of his mother's two names for his newborn siblings could not be more obvious, and he could not understand it.

It's just—

Zhang Jing sighed in his heart and shook his head imperceptibly.

Daddy's expectations, I'm afraid I can't do it.

At least not now.

Come to think of it.

He couldn't help but look at the two little guys with diametrically opposed personalities in his arms again, and his eyes suddenly softened.

OK.

In the future, with their parents by their side, they can rest assured that they will be able to chase the immortal path of immortality.

"Jing'er, come back this time and stay a few more days."

Mother Zhang looked at Zhang Jing's face with a hopeful gaze, expecting an affirmative answer.

Zhang Jing has not yet spoken.

But I heard Zhang's father speak:

"Okay, lady, don't you say this makes Jing'er embarrassed? He is an immortal chief, and he must focus on cultivation, where is there time and time"

Speaking of which, in the end.

The rest of the words were suddenly blocked in his throat, and he couldn't say anything.

He turned his head and looked at Zhang Jing with the same expectant gaze.

He looked at the two of them.

Zhang Jing found out that he hadn't seen him for two and a half years, and his father and mother had aged a lot.

The scenes that have been accompanied by him for more than ten years have flashed in his heart, including the blame of his father when he made a mistake, and the scene where his mother protected him for half a step

The decision to leave tomorrow was directly shaken at this moment.

A bright smile suddenly bloomed on Zhang Jing's face, and he said firmly:

"Well, let's stay a few more days."

Five days went by in the blink of an eye.

In these five days.

The smiles on the faces of Zhang's father and mother almost never disappeared.

The entire Zhang Mansion was full of joy from the inside out

Evening.

Twilight is getting thicker.

Zhang Jing sat on a bamboo chair with a leisurely expression, holding the quiet Zhang Nianjing in his arms, and two people, one big and one small, looked at the golden sunset in the distance at the same time.

Suddenly.

Zhang Nianjing turned over in Zhang Jing's arms, changed to a more comfortable position, and snuggled tightly to his chest.

Her big dark eyes unconsciously glanced at Zhang Jing, and then looked at the sunset again.

Five days were inseparable.

has made the little guy familiar with Zhang Jing's existence, and for some reason, she especially likes to lie in Zhang Jing's arms.

Even Zhang's mother's arms can't be compared.

It didn't take a while.

"Alas, the little master can't run anymore, it's time to go to dinner."

An anxious voice suddenly broke the beautiful silence.

Zhang Jing frowned and couldn't help coughing lightly.

The voice rang out.

Zhang Fan, who was running wildly all over the ground like a little wild boar, suddenly stayed in place.

He glanced at his eldest brother in fear, looking helpless.

Obviously.

This bear kid was beaten.

The maid hurriedly caught up with Zhang Fan, hugged him, and then gently walked to Zhang Jing's side and said gratefully:

"Thank you, Young Master Zhang Jing."

"It's okay, let's go." Zhang Jing smiled slightly and said softly.

"The maid retired first."

The maid said that, and took Zhang Fan away.

The moment you turn around.

There was a flash of excitement on her face.

These days.

Everyone said that although Young Master Zhang Jing was a high-ranking immortal, he did not have the slightest immortal shelf, treated people gently, and spoke in a very good voice.

She didn't believe it at first.

After all, it's an immortal chief, how is it possible?

But now, Young Master Zhang Jing is really different!

It's night.

There was silence.

Zhang Jing got up and gently pushed the door open, without making the slightest sound.

A mana fluctuation flickered faintly.

Zhang Jing suddenly rose into the air and came directly to the top of Zhang's father's and mother's room.

Next door is the room of Zhang Nianjing and Zhang Fan.

He looked down, and his gaze seemed to fall on his sleeping father and mother through the layers of bricks.

Consciousness moved.

The meaning of the Tao is pervasive.

The dilute heaven and earth aura within a radius of dozens of miles around was suddenly mobilized.

Gradually, they converged in front of them, condensing into a ball.

The next moment.

Dao Yuan Qingyun rose from the back of his head, and when the five-colored spiritual light flowed, a pure white spiritual light suddenly gently wrapped the rich spiritual energy.

In an instant.

A large amount of aura began to escape, leaving only the purest wisp behind.

Then, under Zhang Jing's control, the extremely pure aura carefully drilled into Zhang's father and mother, as well as the two little guys

The other side.

It seems to sense a change in the aura.

Liu Fuzi of Yong'an Academy, and Ji Xianming of Ji Mansion opened their eyes at the same time and looked in the direction where Zhang Mansion was, and a trace of horror and fear flashed in their eyes.

You can mobilize the aura of a radius of dozens of miles at will.

Is this the horror of the monks of the inner courtyard of the Taoist Academy?

With the passage of time, little by little.

Zhang's father and mother have undergone earth-shaking changes.

The slightly old cheeks began to regain their rosiness, the gorgeous hair on the sideburns quietly faded, and the whole person seemed to be more than ten years younger.

Next door.

The two little ones didn't change much, but they slept more and more soundly.

Scatter the aura.

Four more crystal small jade pendants appeared in Zhang Jing's hand, and with a slight flick, the jade pendants turned into four deep brilliance.

The next moment, these jade pendants were hung on the chests of my father and mother and my little brother and sister.

The jade pendant was impregnated with a trace of Taiyin Dragon Jiao Dao Intent, and there was also a trace of Zhang Jing's divine consciousness attached to it.

As long as danger is sensed, the Tao will be stimulated.

There is no chance of survival under the Foundation Realm.

As for the existence under the superior Dao foundation of the foundation building realm, it depends on luck.

If you are lucky, you can survive the erosion of Dao will.

If you are unlucky, you will die directly.

"A jade pendant can inspire Dao intent three times, and it should be enough to protect them for the time being."

The voice fell.

Zhang Jing's figure disappeared into the vast night sky.