When he came to the registration office, the fat steward in charge of registration casually asked and completed the formalities for himself, but Yu Ping felt that the fat steward looked at him a little wrong, and he looked a little evasive, but he didn't think about anything else.

As soon as Yu Ping left the registration office, he saw the fat steward take out a transmission note.

In a row of bungalows in Zifeng Mountain, there was a door that suddenly opened from the inside out.

I saw a blue-robed disciple running out quickly, coming to the next door, and slapping on the door.

If Yu Ping was here, he would definitely recognize that this knock was Chen Donglai's cousin Wang Huachu.

After a while, the door opened, first stretched out a head, and then opened the door, Wang Huachu quickly stepped in.

"Senior Brother Wang, what's so urgent?" This is Song Jia, who was beaten into a pig's head by Yu Ping when he first entered the inner door test.

Wang Huachu didn't answer, but raised his left hand, and a transmission note appeared in his hand.

After hearing this, Song Jia took two steps in the room, and said as she walked, "Why is it so coincidental? I just happened to meet Senior Brother Leng and their two-month blessed land secret cultivation. ”

"Could it be that Senior Brother Song is scared?" Wang Huachu stared at Song Jia and said disappreciatively.

"It's not that I'm afraid... I can't wait to eat his meat, but Bai Chang should also want him to look good... Let's go, let's go and see first. Song Jia pondered for a moment and said.

The two chased them all the way to the place where they left the sect, and after asking the two disciples guarding the door. Wang Huachu stomped his feet and said fiercely: "Count your luck, sooner or later you will look good." ”

Song Jia glanced at Wang Huachu next to her, her body relaxed, took a deep breath, and walked straight back.

Wang Huachu glanced at Song Jia, who was leaving.

"Hmph!

Then he looked in the direction of Zongwai, his eyes rolled, and his face gradually revealed hideousness.

At this time, Yu Ping had already left the sect, and rode a dragon-bearded BMW to the bottom of the mountain, and he didn't have the heart to enjoy the scenery on the roadside on the way. I saw the dragon beard BMW whirring, and soon arrived at the post station in Shimen City.

Yu Ping's consciousness shrouded the entire post station, and at this time, it was still the gloomy old man on duty at the post station, but he hadn't seen him for three years, but the dark spots on his face were more and bigger, and he still looked like he was going to die, staying in his dark room.

Yu Ping directly led the dragon beard BMW into the backyard of the post station, and then chose a jujube red horse and left the Shimen Post Station. Gone from the dust.

It wasn't until Yu Ping rode out of the post station that the gloomy old man chased him out, and he was about to reprimand him. But when he saw Yu Ping's back, his mouth was open for a while before closing the cage.

The inner disciple of the seventh layer of qi refining is already a high-level team of the qi refining layer, and it is not something he can offend. I saw him sigh and walk in silently.

The jujube red fiery horse was extremely fast, and it traveled through the mountain road of Shimen City like covering the ground.

Two days later.

After a small episode, I finally entered Qingshan City.

Yu Ping of Qingshan City also came with his father a few times when he was a child, and it was very lively. Now it seems to be much more deserted, except for the hurried feet and the officers and soldiers patrolling everywhere, there are not many street vendors in the city. Yu Ping didn't stop, and then rushed to Qingshan Town.

It took five or six days to go to Luoxia Sect, but it only took more than two days when he returned to Qingshan Town, if it weren't for the sect's regulations that he couldn't reveal his identity in the world at will, and he couldn't show his cultivation methods, Yu Ping flew back to Qingshan Town directly with a flying talisman.

As soon as you enter the town, there is a lot of noise, and the turbid air rushes straight in, mixed with rouge, food, wine and other miscellaneous smells.

Yu Ping reined in his consciousness and senses, and only then could he get used to it, or he would not be suitable for his hometown where he had lived for more than ten years if he didn't go out for a few years.

The snacks on the side of the stall, the smell in the nose is really still the same, but what the eyes look at and what the heart thinks, is no longer the appearance of the uncultivated teenager who saw the food and couldn't take a step.

Yu Ping led the horse and walked slowly down the street with the crowd, and there was no great change in more than three years. Yu Ping was dressed in cloth clothes and was not outstanding. Qingshan Town is still as lively, but I don't understand that when I enter Qingshan City, I have to enter the city for inspection, and it is even deserted.

Finally arrived at their own Yuji Cloth Village, the door has been renovated, more magnificent.

Bolted the horses and walked in, it was very busy, some of the men skillfully rolled the cloth on the shelves, and many customers who were choosing fabrics;

I didn't have time to take care of Yu Ping, the cloth-clothed man who had just entered the house.

Walking along the cloth shelf, there was a slightly chubby young shopkeeper standing in the counter, who was making calculations.

Yu Ping approached, and the shopkeeper raised his head to look at the young man who was smiling at him. Surprised for a moment, he exhaled excitedly: "Brother Ping!" said and quickly walked out of the counter. Yu Ping also greeted him with a smile.

This person is Yu Ping's brother Yu Feng, who has just become fatter, with a bit of businessman's shrewdness on his face, and nothing else has changed.

But in Yu Feng's eyes, Yu Pingke has changed a lot, and the childishness on his face has all receded on the face of the sixteen-year-old boy, and he has grown a lot taller and stronger.

The brothers hugged each other and patted each other on the shoulder.

Yu Feng greeted a bookkeeper and accompanied Yu Ping out of the store. Talk as you go.

Yu Feng told Yu Ping that the yellow hair in the family is still there, but he is very old, the old housekeeper died the year before last, and the current housekeeper is his son. My father is fine, but my mother often thinks about herself.

Not long after, a courtyard appeared in front of him, this is the place where Yu Ping has been haunted by his dreams many times, and he saw Qingshan Town last time he dreamed.

At this time, after many years, it looks very warm and natural.

"Naturally!"

The more Yu Ping looked at it, the more he felt that his house seemed to be in a formation, saying that it was natural but also feeling that it was wrong, and saying that it was wrong but not feeling it. If you look carefully with your divine sense, it is built on the mountain, and the rockery inside, the main hall, your bedroom, and even the swimming fish in the pond in the garden all appear clearly in your mind, except for nature, there is no fluctuation of the formation.

Yu Ping smiled, he was a cultivator, he was confused, how could the home he had lived in for more than ten years have a formation in this world?

"Brother Ping, hurry in, why are you in a daze at the door of your house?" Yu Feng turned back to Yu Ping and said.

"Daddy, look who's back, hehe!" Yu Feng had already walked into the courtyard and shouted loudly.

Yu Ping followed into the courtyard. The first to pounce was the old dog named Huangpi, who whined and pounced on Yu Ping's waist and arms, pulling up his two front paws, flicking his big tail non-stop, stretching his tongue to lick, but he couldn't reach it, so anxious that his two hind legs rushed back and forth on the ground and forward. A layer of yellow and white hair fell on the ground.

Yu Ping didn't dislike the smell of it as before, and didn't shake it off, but held the dog's paw with one hand, and stroked the back of the neck of the big yellow-skinned dog with the other hand, the rough and fluffy dog hair of the yellow skin was no longer so smooth, and there was eye feces at the corners of his eyes.

It wasn't until he saw the two people who followed Yu Feng out of the inner hall that he put down the yellow skin.

The father did not change, his body was still so tall, and he looked at Yu Ping with a smile. But the corners of my mother's eyes began to wrinkle.

They looked at each other for a while, "Father, mother, the child is back!" Yu Ping said and knelt down, but was helped up by his father. Mother Wang Fang also grabbed Yu Ping's hand and kindly stroked Yu Ping's cheek, and the family walked towards the main hall as they spoke.

When he returned home, Yu Ping felt a lot of feelings, although he had already stepped into the threshold of cultivation, he also had firm perseverance. But he still has a mortal heart, especially when he sees his parents, his thoughts of cultivating truth are a little shaken.

"Isn't it true that cultivation is to better protect the family?"

If there is no reason for this, Yu Ping feels that the secular life is a kind of happy life, not a boring and boring blind cultivation, not in the midst of deceit, wouldn't it be good to live an ordinary life.

"Ping'er, you still sleep in your own room, but you must also insist on cultivation, since you have that kind of opportunity, you must grasp it well. Yu Xiangshan also taught Yu Ping as before.

"Brother Shan, the child has just come back, and I want him to rest for a few days. Wang Fang said to Yu Xiangshan with some reproach.

"Mother, Dad is right, I haven't been home for many days. Yu Ping hurriedly said.

After returning home, when he went to bed at night, Yu Ping was a little unaccustomed to lying down and sleeping, just sitting cross-legged on the bed and inhaling and breathing, how could this worldly aura be so good at the strange time? Even the true qi easily tempered the physical body on the first day of returning home.

I don't know if it's a change of environment, or if the worldly aura is more peaceful and natural.

Of course, this secret was not known until many years later.

In the ten or so days that Yu Ping went home, he didn't have a day of leisure at all, not only used the black vein energy to clean up his parents' bodies, but also diluted the Huiqi Pill and gave it to them.

Even the yellow skin was treated by Yu Ping with the black vein energy, and the strange thing is that when Yu Ping used the black vein energy to pass through the yellow skin's body in an orderly manner, there were also very scattered and tiny points of light in the body of the yellow skin in the divine consciousness, although most of these light points dissipated in the air at once, there were still some left in the yellow hair's body and infiltrated into its flesh.

Yu Ping only thinks that the dog's meridians are different from those of the human body, but fortunately, the yellow skin is still good.

Even the next day, he was running around lively, either running out or following behind Yu Ping, and two days later, he changed his hair, which was smooth and tender.

"Could it be that the black vein stops absorbing animal essence and also has a helpful effect on animals? It seems that after returning to the sect, I will have time to see the nest of rabbits in Luoya Mountain. Yu Ping thought secretly.

During the chat, Yu Ping asked his father about the origin of his own internal strength, but Yu Xiangshan only told him that his family's internal strength and weaving skills were all handed down from his ancestors, and he didn't know the true origin of these two.

After assisting his father Yu Xiangshan to open up the second vein of Rendu, he didn't see anything unusual, and he didn't grow a new black vein, but the internal breath was more convergent, forming a large circulation in the body, like a real Confucian student.

Mother Wang Fang also looked younger after taking the Huiqi Pill that had been dissolved. The biggest change is his brother Yu Feng, who also broke through the second line of Ren Du and became a secular master.

In the blink of an eye, I have to return to the sect, except for being at home, I have only been to Mr. Guo's private school once. But he was greeted by a five or six-year-old little scholar in Tsing Yi.

"May I ask the little junior brother, when will Old Master Guo return to Qingshan Town. Yu Ping asked the only little scholar in the private school.

"When the master left, he didn't return yet!"

Yu Ping sat quietly in the private school for a while, smelling the faint fragrance of ink, and casually flipped up the books on the desk, but fell asleep unconsciously.

"Sure enough, this is still the place where I feel most at ease!" Yu Ping muttered.

When Yu Ping woke up, it was already half an hour later, and he still had some worried eyes, and looked up at Guo Zhou suspiciously, but the little scholar was also gone.

Of course, Yu Ping didn't know how he fell asleep, let alone what happened after he fell asleep.

When Yu Ping was asleep, he saw that the momentum on the little scholar's body suddenly changed, and his small hand pinched his chin, but he touched the chin of the light.

The little scholar smiled, and pinched the thumb and middle finger of his little hand on his chin. said to Yu Ping, who was asleep, "Come out!"

I saw Yu Ping hanging a stone sent by Zhang Hu, and a roar came from inside: "Who is disturbing the old ancestor and my sleep! I don't know the rules at all, what about the sacrifices? Lao Tzu hasn't opened meat for 10,000 years......

But I saw the little scholar's finger move, and a golden cloud was pinched out like a puff of smoke, floating in the air, forming the appearance of a golden dragon.

But when this golden dragon appeared in the air in front of Yu Ping, it was swaying from side to side, and bursts of golden light leaked out, and the dragon shape was a little unstable, as if it was about to gradually dissipate.

"The ancestor spared his life, the ancestor spared his life, and spared Xiaojin's life. ”

The golden dragon spoke, even magically.

If this self-proclaimed Xiao Jin was a physical body, he would have been sweating profusely, because he found that his soul state was actually out of the soul nourishing stone, and the soul power on his body was not only sealed, but also seemed to be about to dissipate.

After breaking away from the soul nourishing stone, the little scholar's voice struck his soul body like thunder: "Hmph! A little reptile dares to be presumptuous, if it weren't for ...... The deity tore you apart. ”

The golden dragon, known as the little reptile, looked into the scholar's eyes, and the sound of teeth fighting came out in fear: "You...... Before ......the words came out, he found that he couldn't even make a sound, but the dragon's body stabilized.

"Thank you, Ancestor, thank you, Ancestor!" the golden dragon hurriedly kowtowed.

"That's it, you're honestly helping them...... There is still a glimmer of life in your current state of soul. The golden dragon seemed to hear something even more shocking, and instantly dizzy.

When he woke up, he looked like he had changed from a dragon to a blonde, golden-robed white-bearded old man, slowly descending, and standing a foot above the ground. The colorless aura underground, however, slowly blended into the blond old man's body from the bottom to the top in a circle. Not only is the soul body very stable in the air, but it can even absorb the aura on its own.

"It's so cool! I haven't absorbed the breath of the earth for a long time. ”

At this time, there was no trace of the little scholar, and the blonde old man looked at Yu Ping, who was asleep on the desk, and was about to wake up, when his thoughts flashed, and he turned into a golden mist and drilled in.

The blonde old man in the Soul Nourishing Stone nodded, then shook his head again. It's like remembering something, and forgetting something. A sigh!

"My little gold is really miserable!"

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