Early in the morning, the sky was just dawn, the sky was still gray, and the black-clothed guards guarding outside the courtyard had already changed a group of people, led by a middle-aged man with a somewhat gloomy face.

From a distance, the middle-aged man saw a figure walking towards here, although this is the clan, there is nothing serious, the middle-aged man still opened his mouth and scolded: "Who, I don't know here..." Patriarch, "After seeing the person who came, the middle-aged man's face changed slightly,

He didn't expect it to be the patriarch, and when he saw the patriarch, the middle-aged man's waist straightened up.

"Well, well done, what about your big leader!" Wang Mingyuan nodded and asked casually.

"Hui patriarch's words, the big leader went back to rest," the middle-aged man replied respectfully.

"Oh, stay outside, don't let others come in and out at will," casually ordered, Wang Mingyuan walked into the courtyard.

"Sheng'er, Sheng'er, are you awake," Wang Mingyuan shouted softly outside the house.

After not getting a response for a long time, Wang Mingyuan pushed open the door, only to see the rune paper scattered all over the room in the room, Wang Changsheng fell asleep on the table, and still held a rune pen in his hand.

On the table, there are dozens of drawn talismans, and the three faint lights of red, blue and gold converge together, which is very eye-catching.

Seeing this, a look of distress flashed in Wang Mingyuan's eyes, as if he had thought of something, he turned his head and focused his gaze on the only portrait in the room.

"Qing'er," Wang Mingyuan's voice was blurred, the corners of his mouth trembled a little, and a few tears couldn't help but flow out of the corners of his eyes······

"Thank you for saving your life, little sister Liu Qing'er, I don't know what to call you," a young girl wearing a cyan palace dress with two small dimples on her face looked at the young Confucian in front of her with a grateful face.

"Wang Mingyuan, Liu Daoyou is also here to participate in the once-in-a-decade Ningzhou Meeting? Why don't we go together? ”

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"What, are you from the Xiuxian family? Your father is still the patriarch, Wang Mingyuan, you big liar," the girl gently tapped the young Confucian student's chest, and tears flowed out uncontrollably.

"Qing'er, don't cry! I really didn't mean to lie to you, don't I think it's easier for you to get along with you as a casual cultivator? Don't worry, I swear that I will marry you, if you violate it, God will ······ it." Seeing the pear blossoms crying with rain in his sweetheart, the young Confucian was anxious,

You have to swear by heaven.

"Idiot, if you are sincere, it is the same whether you swear or not," Seeing this, the girl hurriedly covered the young man's mouth and burst into laughter.

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"What, you want to marry a loose cultivator as a wife, no, I have told you a family matter, the other party is the daughter of the Li family, you have also seen it, the appearance and character are the best choice, if you marry this woman, the next patriarch will definitely be yours," In the living room, a white-haired old man looked at the young Confucian in front of him,

The brow furrowed.

Hearing this, the girl in Tsing Yi standing next to the young Confucian turned pale, her hands tightly grasped the corners of her clothes, and her eyes were a little red.

"In this life and this life, I only want to marry Qing'er, even if I give up the position of patriarch because of this," the young Confucian priest held the girl's right hand tightly and said with a resolute expression.

"You... You son of a," the white-haired old man broke a teacup and left with a look of rage.

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"Wow, wow," came the sound of a baby crying in a clean yard.

In the house, a young girl with a pale face was lying on the bed, and a middle-aged man knelt at the head of the bed, holding the girl's hand with both hands, his eyes were red, and he forcibly squeezed out a smile, and said: "Qing'er, you hold on, the ancestor will come back soon, and his old man must have a way to save you." ”

"Ahem, Brother Yuan, I know my own body, I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you for a long time," coughed a few times, and the girl said weakly.

"No, Qing'er, don't say it, don't say it, I'll let the third brother buy the elixir, take the elixir and you'll be fine, you'll be fine," At the end, a few tears couldn't help but emerge from the corners of the man's eyes.

"Why deceive yourself! Brother Yuan, my Liu Qing'er's greatest happiness in this life is to marry you as a wife, and what I can't rest assured about now is our child," a smile appeared on the girl's pale face, and then said: "I have thought of my son's name, just call it immortal, if he has a spiritual root, you can teach him to cultivate and pursue the road of immortality,

If he doesn't have a spiritual root, then let him be a rich man and live a long life. ”

"Okay, okay, it's called Changsheng, I promise you, Qing'er," the middle-aged man nodded hurriedly, took the child from the midwife's hand, and knelt in front of the girl, "Qing'er, look, this is our child, Changsheng, Wang Changsheng." ”

The girl looked at the baby in the man's arms, a touch of love appeared on her pale face, and her right hand trembled towards the baby, but before she could touch the baby, her arm involuntarily fell to the bed and closed her eyes.

"No, Qing'er," Seeing this, the middle-aged man cried bitterly, as if sensing something, and the baby also cried loudly, and the voice of grief came far, far away.

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"Hey, Dad, why are you here," At this moment, a familiar voice pulled Wang Mingyuan back to reality.

Wiping away his tears, Wang Mingyuan turned his head, forcibly squeezed out a smile on his face, and said, "Dad is afraid that you are tired, so I will come and see you." ”

Seeing his father's reddened eyes, Wang Changsheng knew that his father must have remembered his mother, but he didn't ask too much.

"Dad, are you here to get the talisman? I only drew twenty-six sheets, but today I will definitely be able to make up for yesterday's," in order not to make his father too sad, Wang Changsheng quickly changed the topic.

Wang Changsheng did not take his father's suggestion, under the supply of a large number of blank rune paper, he let go of his hands and feet, and tried to make other kinds of rune seals, but there was no doubt that there were exceptions, all ended in failure, and he had no choice but to draw the fireball rune that he was most familiar with, and it took five dozen blank rune paper to draw twenty-two fireball runes, and the success rate was reduced a lot, and it seemed that he still had to practice more.

"Twenty-six is twenty-six, don't work too hard, take your time, dad is not in a hurry, your body is important," Wang Mingyuan said with concern.

"Got it," Wang Changsheng nodded, and secretly made a decision, it seems that he still can't be in a hurry, first draw thirty fireball talismans and then learn to draw other types of talismans, he was still a little anxious yesterday.

"Dad, look at the difference between me," Wang Changsheng suddenly remembered something, and said to his father mysteriously.

"Different? nothing... Hey, have you broken through the fourth layer of qi refining and entered the fifth layer?" Wang Mingyuan heard this, and glanced at his son up and down, but he didn't find anything different, but when he used his divine sense to scan his son's dantian, he unexpectedly found that his son had broken through.

"Hehe, I broke through when I was making talismans a few days ago, and I forgot to tell you," Wang Changsheng smiled, and his face was a little proud.

Seeing this, Wang Mingyuan smiled with relief, patted his son's shoulder, and praised: "Good job, dad still has to leave beforehand, you make talismans well, don't put down your cultivation, what do you need to tell the black-clothed guards outside," After speaking, Wang Mingyuan took the talisman seal on the table and left.

"I'll work hard, mother," Wang Changsheng looked at his mother's portrait and said solemnly.