Chapter 53: I want to ride the wind but I can't!

I don't know what happened to Secretary Yang of the Fulu Sect and the Tianhuazi master and apprentice of Haixin Mountain, will they still come to me?

Maybe it's possible, the temptation of a person who can do magic should be great for their sects, maybe those people will guess that I have obtained some peerless cultivation secrets, Khan!

Today, I never imagined that the mine spell would be so effective by the river.

I think that, on the one hand, it may be the reason why there is enough water and gas by the Yellow Water River, on the other hand, I have gradually understood my nature recently, and my grasp of the Heavenly Dao has deepened, and the northern non-deuce water Xuanwu attached to my golden pill has invisibly affected my true yuan, which has led to the great effect of that mine.

Up to now, in fact, the spells I know are also the Heavenly Thunder Formula, the Mine Technique, the Cloud Thunder Technique, the Water Thunder Technique, the Demon Thunder Technique, the Fighting Thunder Recipe and other series of thunder spells, and those five elements and the like I have no effect on how to learn, it seems that all this has something to do with my Xuanhuang Flag.

Just as I was thinking about it, the question of "bump!" opened in the room.

My father walked in, and I stood up and got a chair for him, and I went next to him.

"Oh, son, how are you doing?" the father's words were soft, a little unusual.

"It's okay, it's almost my third year of high school, and I'm a little nervous about studying. ”

"I know, you've been studying a lot better in the last year. After a pause, my father took out a cigarette and lit it and took a puff before continuing: "You also know that the family has great expectations for you, you study well, and your grandma and I are happy!"

I twisted my fingers, lowered my head, and whispered, "I understand." ”

How can I not understand that my father sent a lot of souvenirs to my third uncle's family every year in order to let me go to college in the future, and in order to let me go to school here with my third uncle.

"It's good to understand, in your generation of our Zhang family, your cousin is a college student, but unfortunately she is a girl, and you and Fuhong are the most promising among the babies. My father said, and the look of longing on his face made my heart slightly sour......

"You've studied well and everyone is happy, but why don't you work harder? The father shook his head and said, "Look at what kind of mess you have in your house now, what are you doing studying these things, how did you get into trouble with those people who are here today?"

After his father finished speaking, he smoked one cigarette after another, and his face was full of worry.

I didn't know how to answer my father's words, so I said, "Don't worry, Abba, I won't delay my studies, I'll just read those books when I'm fine." ”

"Your grandfather was also very fond of those books when he was alive...... "Your grandfather was too." ”

I knew that my father must have said this in a certain way, and silently, I waited for him to continue.

My father asked me, "You may have heard the story of a flag hanging on the flagpole in the center of the thunderstorm, right?"

"Yes, I've heard of it. I nodded.

My father pondered for a while and said, "That flag is the ancestral heirloom of our Zhang family, and I saw it hanging on the flagpole to absorb lightning when I was a child, but unfortunately I didn't know where I went later." ”

...... After thinking about it, I put my hand behind my back, and as soon as my thought moved, the Xuanhuang flag appeared in my hand, and I handed it to my father and said, "Is this it?"

The father froze for a moment, frowned, and said, "That flag is not so small, and there is a dragon pattern on it. ”

It seems that my father does not think that the Xuanhuang Flag in my hand is what he has seen before, listening to my father's meaning, the Xuanhuang Flag is not so small, is there any mystery about the Xuanhuang Flag? My father is just 60 years old this year, so that is to say, more than 50 years ago, the appearance of the Xuanhuang Flag should be very large, yes, how can such a palm-sized flag be hung on such a big flagpole now?

"The few people who came to you today, I heard them say that they are cultivators. The father paused, sighed and continued: "This kind of thing is very mysterious like that flag, I also believe in existence, I don't know what you have become like in cultivation, and I don't know if you have become better in learning because of cultivation, as long as you know that you are my son, there are some things you don't have to say, in fact, I also know that you have many secrets, how can a father understand his son?"

I silently, I acquiesced in what my father said, in fact, I really don't know how to say it, my father's words let me understand the other side of him, it turns out that my father is actually very wise, but I couldn't feel it before.

The father said again: "You are about to take the university entrance examination, and you are also open, I will not say many things, you must know that you are now a high school student, and your grandma and I just want to see you admitted to the university, and you can live a plain and happy life in the future, do you understand? ”

Although my father's words were subtle, I understood what he meant, "Hey, just like today's incident, if I miss and chop that young Taoist priest into ashes, what will my parents do?"

Yes, I have a lot of relatives who care about me, and it is completely impossible for me to be a cultivator who does whatever he wants without thinking about the consequences.

That night, before I went to bed, I thought twice, at least, I can't settle down for a long time before I go to college, and my space and time won't allow me to do that.

The next morning, my parents went back to their home, and when I was leaving, I said to my father, "Abba, thank you!" Don't worry, I'm grown up and know what I should do.

This was the first time I said thank you to my father, and I think he understood what I meant.

A week passed in a flash, and in the past few days, my cousin Zhang Fuhong always mysteriously asked me if I had become an immortal, and I laughed and scolded him for whether he was daydreaming.

The day of school has finally arrived, on September 1, standing at the gate of the school again, I sighed, finally the third year of high school, and the pressure of the college entrance examination is about to face our shoulders.

I was thinking that maybe I would be able to live freely after I was admitted to university.

Looking forward to it!

I always have to remember that I am just a student, a student of monasticism, hehe!

I hope that the last year of high school life will pass peacefully......

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