"Building the foundation?" Nie Xuan was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but say, "Is there anything to say about this?"

Lin Jing smiled slightly and explained, "Cultivators cultivate, first condense qi and then build the foundation and then the wheel of life. The more solid the foundation, the broader the future prospects. ”

"Generally speaking, the foundation building is divided into one to nine grades, which is a watershed-like realm. Once the foundation is successfully built, the combat power will increase by leaps and bounds, and the increase in combat power of different quality foundation building is also different. Therefore, the higher the quality of each person's foundation, the better. ”

"However, there is still plenty of time to prepare for the foundation building. Lin Jing patted Nie Xuan's shoulder and said softly, "Let's go, let's go home first!"

It was night, and the Lord's Mansion was brightly lit.

Nie Xuan, Lin Jing, Wei Zheng and others sat at the main table in the center of the hall, chatting happily, and delicious dishes with all colors and flavors were continuously sent to the table from the back kitchen. And the snow-white little wolf next to him has already eaten barbecue happily, looking quite cute.

In the courtyard outside, the servants and maids of the palace also sat on the tables around them, eating, drinking, and chatting with smiles on their faces.

It can be seen that the arrival of the young master has added some fiery atmosphere to this originally deserted mansion.

......

In the garden, a hundred flowers bloom beautifully, and the flowing water is like a silver bell, hitting the rockery and stones, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

Nie Xuan sat cross-legged in the stone pavilion, his eyes slightly closed, and with the progress of the cultivation of the guiding technique, around his body, the aura between heaven and earth quietly gathered like a hundred rivers.

After a long time, Nie Xuan slowly opened his eyes, and a gleam appeared in his dark eyes.

Feeling the aura surging in his body, Nie Xuan exhaled lightly, a smile appeared on his handsome face, and said softly: "The previous two-month retreat had a good effect, but it seems that it will take some time to break through to the eighth layer of condensation. ”

At this moment, a figure dressed in lilac clothes slowly walked from not far away.

Lin Jing looked at Nie Xuan with soft eyes, and said appreciatively: "I thought that it would take you at least a month to reach the seventh layer of Qi Condensation, but you have done it now, and you have really inherited the talent of your parents." ”

When the young man heard this, his body couldn't help but tremble.

Then he stood up and looked at the purple-clothed woman who was smiling lightly outside the stone pavilion, and hesitated for a moment before he asked the doubts that had been buried in his heart for many years: "Aunt Jing, do you know why Daddy and Mother are leaving......? Where?"

When he was a child, his father and mother had already left early, and he had always been the housekeeper and Aunt Jing by his side to take care of him, and in his memory, there were only some vague figures of his father and mother.

Whether he was an orphan in his previous life or in this life, he always has a deep desire and nostalgia for family affection.

When he was a child, Nie Xuan once asked about Lin Jing's parents, but the latter was always silent. Now Lin Jing took the initiative to propose, which was the first time in the world.

"Your father's affairs are very important, and now you are still very weak, even if you tell you, it is useless. Unless, in the future, you grow to the level I am now, then you are qualified to know all this. Lin Jing pursed her lips, and then walked into the stone pavilion, staring at him seriously with beautiful eyes, and said softly.

Under the sleeve robe, Lin Jing's fists clenched slightly, showing the unrest in his heart.

"Your level?" Nie Xuan was slightly stunned, and his immature face suddenly shrugged, you must know that Lin Jing's strength was in the early stage of concentration, and he was 108,000 miles away from her.

If we had reached that point, it would have been a long time later.

Seeing the wilting expression on the young man's face, Lin Jing couldn't help but smile, as bright as a pear blossom: "But what I can tell you is that although your father and mother have left, they have never given up on you and have always kept you in their hearts." ”

"If they knew what you were capable of, they would be happy for you. ”

Nie Xuan nodded slightly, he looked at the smile on Lin Jingqiao's face, and asked curiously, "Aunt Jing, how did you meet your father and mother back then?"

"Back then, ......"

Listening to the question, Lin Jing seemed to be caught in some kind of memory, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, as if she looked particularly nostalgic, and it took a long time to come back to her senses.

Stretching out his slender palm and gently tapping his head, Lin Jing scolded with a smile: "You kid, you can cultivate you with peace of mind, where are these strange questions?"

Nie Xuan couldn't help covering his head, with a look of grievance on his face, and then he smiled lightly at Lin Jing and said, "Hehe, I'm not curious." ”

"If you're really idle, then practice your combat skills. Lin Jing smiled slightly, only to see that she touched the spirit ring on her hand, and suddenly more than ten books appeared out of thin air and fell to the stone platform next to her one by one.

"These combat skills are all collected by me over the years, and there are also those left by your father. Lin Jingsu waved her hand and laughed softly: "Let's see which one you can pick." ”

"Okay, Aunt Jing. ”

Looking at the many classics spread out on the stone table, Nie Xuan's dark eyes couldn't help but light up, and he nodded excitedly.

In the battle between cultivators, if they want to increase their power, they mainly rely on their combat skills! Lin Jing, as a powerhouse of concentrating gods, is also famous in the southeastern land, and she has been operating in the Chiyun Territory for many years, so there will naturally be no shortage of combat skills.

Although these classics in front of him looked plain on the surface, Nie Xuan knew that any one of them could be auctioned off for a sky-high price if it was taken outside.

At that moment, Nie Xuan was sitting at the stone table, casually opening the title page of a book, and reading it carefully.

The first combat skill, called Stone Breaker Fist, is a first-level combat skill.

Generally speaking, combat skills are divided into levels one to nine, and according to their respective characteristics and functions, they are divided into attack, defense, and physical combat skills. And this gravel fist is an offensive combat skill.

Although it was only a first-level attack combat skill, Nie Xuan was not dissatisfied with this, he knew that cultivation should be gradual and gradual, and he couldn't eat a big fat man in one bite.

Therefore, after starting it, he read it with relish, and the information carried in the contents of the book poured into his mind like a tide, so that he continued to digest it.

After a long time, he gently put down the book.

Then he groaned slightly, and he flipped through the content of the second book of combat skills, as if he was fascinated by treasure hunting, and his black eyes were shining, but he soon put it down again. When he flipped through the books, he shook his head, slightly disappointed in his heart.

Although these combat skills are good, none of them make him feel excited.

Suddenly, he set his eyes on the last book on the stone platform.

"Canglang Fist?" Nie Xuan's eyes moved slightly, and he said curiously.

Seeing this scene, Lin Jing, who was waiting on the side, suddenly crossed a trace of surprise in his beautiful eyes, and secretly said in his heart: "He really noticed it." ”

Nie Xuan gently flipped through the book and looked at it very carefully: "Canglang Fist, the invisible of the water, turned into a tangible...... The air collapses like a mountain, and the air is as flat as the sea...... This fist technique is cultivated to the peak, and when it is used, it can be like the water of a continuous river, endless, gushing endlessly......"

After reading it extensively, Nie Xuan was immediately interested.

Then he flipped it a few times, and couldn't help frowning and wondering: "It's strange, there is no grade marked on it." ”

"It's an innate skill. Lin Jing said suddenly.

"Innate combat skills?" Nie Xuan blinked, and there was some curiosity in his dark eyes.

Lin Jing nodded, and said with a solemn face: "Although the combat skills are only one to nine levels, there are also innate and acquired differences, innate combat skills refer to those powerful and dangerous combat skills, this kind of combat skills, the qualifications of cultivators are extremely high, and it is extremely difficult to cultivate." ”

"Back then, this was also a combat skill that your father had cultivated. Lin Jing sighed slightly.

"I see. ”

Listening to Lin Jing's explanation, Nie Xuan was suddenly a little stunned, but soon his dark eyes suddenly revealed a trace of essence, staring at the combat skill in his hand as if he had obtained a treasure.

"That's it!" said the young man with a smile.

Lin Jingliu frowned, and said seriously: "You have to think about it, this combat skill is not simple, if you fail to cultivate, you may hurt yourself." ”

Hearing this, Nie Xuan couldn't help but smile slightly, "Since my father was able to cultivate successfully back then, then I must be able to too, didn't you say that I was a genius?"

"But ......"

"There's nothing to be had. Nie Xuan held the quaint book in his hand and clenched it slightly, "Risks and opportunities coexist, and those who dare not dare to take risks will never be able to become a real powerhouse." Don't worry, Aunt Jing, if I notice something wrong, I will stop cultivating immediately. ”

Lin Jing couldn't help but be stunned.

At this time, she seemed to realize that Nie Xuan was a little different, but she couldn't say where it was, after all, a teenager was really surprised that he could say such a truth.

However, Nie Xuan has been more mature than her peers since she was a child, and after so many years, she is not surprised.

"Oh well. Smiling slightly, Lin Jing finally nodded.

Seeing that the other party agreed, Nie Xuan's face immediately turned happy, so he hurriedly walked to the stone pavilion and looked through the content of the boxing method in the book.

Looking at the young man who was holding the book of combat skills and his face was full of joy, Lin Jing's expression was in a trance, she had seen such a similar picture once upon a time.

As Nie Xuan gradually grew up, his demeanor, movements, and silhouette became more and more similar to his father, but his eyes and nose were his mother's ......

"Big brother and sister-in-law, I don't know if you are okay now?" For a while, Lin Jing couldn't help but recall the happy times when he met his father and mother back then, and they traveled the continent and adventures together.

It's a pity that I can't go back after all.

"Aunt Jing. ”

Just as Lin Jing was slightly distracted, a crisp voice abruptly interrupted her, and she saw the young man reading in the stone pavilion suddenly raised his head, looked at her with a bright smile, and said, "Are you thinking about them?"

Lin Jing looked at him with a faint smile, noncommittal.

Nie Xuan held the book in his hand and smiled slightly, a look of determination appeared in his starry eyes: "Trust me! No matter how strong the obstacles ahead are, one day, I will sweep them all away and let my father and mother reunite with our family." ”

Slightly stunned, Lin Jing looked at the young man in the stone pavilion, and an inexplicable confidence surged in her heart, and in an instant, she seemed to really believe that the young man in front of her could do this.

So, Lin Jing nodded with satisfaction.

"Hmm!"