Central South.

Yang Xiaoyang felt that the feeling of the human immortal realm was much better than that of the innate perfection, so when this feeling gradually disappeared, it was naturally more uncomfortable.

"Xiao Di, you play by yourself for a while, and I'll go to the ancestor to talk about something. Yang Xiaoyang saw Xiao Di talking to a tree in the yard and said happily, and shouted from afar.

Xiao Tuhu looked at him suspiciously, "Little lamb, you don't want to eat meat secretly, do you?" ”

Yang Xiaoyang didn't know if eating meat was really bad, he only knew that he was becoming bad if he didn't eat meat.

The promise of patting his chest did not make Xiao Di fully believe it, saying that it was only by sharing the blessings that Xiao Di was satisfied, so he trotted to the patriarch's cottage.

The feeling of congenital consummation was very familiar to him, and he was not unfamiliar with the lower realm than congenital consummation, but this familiarity only made him more surprised and frightened, and before he entered the courtyard, he shouted to the grass house: "Ancestor, my realm has fallen!"

Yang Xiaoyang just wanted to open the door and go in directly, when he saw the patriarch walking out of the back of the house, holding a kettle in his hand, and said quite dissatisfiedly: "What are you doing shouting so loudly, it's not that you can't hear it." ”

Yang Xiaoyang didn't have any calmness in front of Xiao Di, and walked to the ancestor in a little panic, and was a little angry when he saw that he was still unhurried and didn't care, "My realm has fallen!

The patriarch raised an eyebrow at him, walked over to the little sapling and watered it.

"What should I do?" Yang Xiaoyang felt a little irritated as he listened to the sound of water gushing out of the kettle.

The patriarch didn't look back, "Anyway, you don't have anything you want, what's the use of cultivating it?"

Yang Xiaoyang naturally thought about this problem, although he is much weaker now than before when he was immortal or even congenital, but he is also very comparable.

What he cares about is not cultivation, but whether he can live a long time and whether he can accompany Xiao Di to the end of his life.

He gave Xiao Tu sixty years of life.

"How many years will I live?"

The water in the pot was only poured a little, not even as good as Yang Xiaoyang's sip, but the patriarch stopped, making Yang Xiaoyang wonder if the remaining water was what the patriarch wanted to drink.

"When ordinary people ask for immortality and ask for immortality, they are asking if they can live for hundreds of years. You're a good thing, you've been a little successful in this year, and you don't think you can live for a few years. ”

As soon as the patriarch's hand flicked, the pot disappeared, and Yang Xiaoyang felt that the patriarch was not too smart to run to pour water by himself, if he himself would definitely use the handling technique to get water.

Even if the pouring of water does not go well on a few occasions, it is not hesitant.

Yang Xiaoyang saw that the patriarch was sitting on the stone bench in the courtyard and hurriedly sat down, and looked around a few times sneakily, and he didn't know what he was worried about, "After all, my soul was cut in half before, and now although I don't know why it's good, it may not have an impact, if it ......."

The Patriarch raised his hand to interrupt, "I don't know how many years you can live, but sixty years shouldn't be a problem for your current realm. ”

Yang Xiaoyang didn't have time to be happy, and the patriarch said: "But I see that your realm is not yet stable, I'm afraid it's not impossible to fall, right?"

Yang Xiaoyang felt that the patriarch's smile was a bit like schadenfreude, but he had no time to care about it at the moment, "Why did my realm fall? Patriarch, can you help me see what is written in the Book of Heaven? How long can I live?"

"Why did you fall? This should be for you, not me. The patriarch stroked his beard, shook his head and said, "As for what is written in the Book of Heaven, the secret of heaven must not be revealed." ”

Yang Xiaoyang didn't care about the first half of the sentence, I don't know if he didn't want to or forgot, and said with a smile: "Ancestor, you just tell me." ”

Yang Xiaoyang didn't get the answer he wanted, he saw that the patriarch's face suddenly changed, and he snorted and flicked his sleeves, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already in his own small courtyard.

Xiao Di was startled by Yang Xiaoyang who suddenly appeared, and comforted the back of the tree who was talking to her, before turning her head to Yang Xiaoyang and saying, "Hmph, stinky lamb, you are scary, if Brother Wen is here, he will definitely be scared to death by you!"

Yang Xiaoyang, who was still in a panic, trembled unconsciously when he heard this, and pursed his lips.

He received Li Congwen's reply, and he also saw the words of the same passerby, but he still didn't go to the capital to participate in the prison robbery, because he hated Yang Qi.

"Congwen didn't have a chance to be scared to death by me. Yang Xiaoyang still smiled, raised his feet and wanted to enter the house.

Xiao Di stared at Yang Xiaoyang for a while, she didn't know about the letter, she just thought that Xiao Yang was a little strange, but since Xiao Yang didn't say it, she didn't ask.

I sniffed it in the lamb's mouth, and when I didn't smell the meat, I let him in.

Someone had lived in the grass house before, but I don't know if it was because of this, but this small and unfurnished room made Yang Xiaoyang feel warm.

He took a deep breath and sat cross-legged on the bed to practice the Qi Eating Method for a while, but he didn't make any progress, but he felt that the spiritual energy in his body had lost some more.

"No one will break through because of the aura I let out, right?"

Yang Xiaoyang shook his head and shook off the ridiculous question in his heart, and began to think about the question of how long he could live.

In fact, he is not afraid of death, and he doesn't even think it's a big problem whether he lives or not.

He is the only son in the family, and he has never seen his powerful father, and only his mother brought him up.

He didn't have any friends, and Chu Sleeve didn't know why he took him out of the village when he was a child and went to live in one of the few big cities in southern Xinjiang.

Although their residence in the city was a bit remote, it was probably because of Yang Qi's relationship, Nanwang often sent people to their house, which made his playmates, who had a good relationship with him, start to be a little afraid of him, and even some children said that he was a relative of Nanwang.

Yang Xiaoyang also lost his friends.

From this point of view, Chu Sleeve may not be a qualified mother, and Chu Sleeve rarely talks to Yang Xiaoyang, which makes Yang Xiaoyang feel that he has no one who can speak.

But Yang Xiaoyang did not resent Chu Sleeve, on the contrary, he admired and admired her very much.

He remembered that when he was a child, his mother said that he would take his grandmother, who was already cold, to find his grandfather, and Yang Xiaoyang was still very young at that time, and there were many things he didn't understand.

He only remembered that Chu Sleeve carried his grandmother up the mountain, came to a cave, and put his grandmother next to a white skeleton.

Chu Sleeve smiled and pointed to the white bone and said, "This is my grandfather, and now he has a companion." ”

Yang Xiaoyang remembered that he was staring at Bai Gu at the time, feeling that Bai Gu was a little scary and at the same time feeling that he was missing something, and heard Chu Sleeve laugh and say: "Oh, why is Grandpa's arm missing, maybe it was blown away by the wind." Oh, and there are a lot fewer bones in his body, or maybe they have been taken by hungry beasts. ”

Yang Xiaoyang didn't remember if he was amused by Chu Sleeve's joking words at that time, he only knew that Chu Sleeve's light breeze was deeply imprinted in his heart.

He also knew that people needed company, even their maternal great-grandfather, who had been dead for an unknown amount of time.

Lonely and companionship, Yang Xiaoyang wants to ensure that he can live for another sixty years.