Time flies, and several years have passed.

The sunset over the green mountains is still the same, and the clouds and waterfalls are the same.

Time in practice always passes quietly and inadvertently.

On this day, Qingcheng Mountain Mirror Lake.

The surface of the lake is rippling with clear waves, and the pine and cypress on the cliff shore are waves.

The lotus leaves in the lake are green and green, and the water ducks are shining and fluttering.

In the middle of the lake, Erqing sat on the edge of the terrace, fingering the seal.

Then he blew into the lake, and saw a drop of water rise in the lake.

Countless droplets of water flew up and landed on the surface of the lake, but on the surface of the lake, countless translucent figures stood up in an instant, and the figures were densely packed, occupying half of the lake.

Those figures flashed, except for the translucent body and a somewhat sluggish expression, everything else seemed to be no different from Erqing.

Even the translucent face is very similar to Erqing.

The little monkey playing with a small black stick in his hand on the side looked surprised.

After watching it for a while, the little monkey rose to his feet, somersaulted in the air, waved his black stick, and threw himself towards the figures in the lake. The next moment, there was a clanging sound on the surface of the lake.

After a short time, I saw the translucent figure flying out upside down from time to time, scattered into water splashes, falling on the surface of the lake, and blending into the lake.

The little fox brewed a cup of spiritual tea on the side, handed it to Er Qing, who was watching the little monkey fighting with the 'water man' on the lake, and said, "Brother Er Qing, is this the art of sprinkling beans into soldiers?"

Erqing nodded, and the little fox said again: "But, you didn't spill the beans just now!"

Erqing laughed when he heard this, "Scattering beans into soldiers is just a metaphor for images." The 'bean' here can be replaced with any of the things in heaven and earth. ”

The little fox nodded his little head, looked at it, and said, "It doesn't look very powerful! The little monkey seems to be very easy to kill." ”

Erqing smiled: "That's because I didn't have the distraction to control these 'bean soldiers'!"

As he spoke, a wisp of divine consciousness shot out of the sea of consciousness, and after that wisp of divine consciousness was ejected, it was divided into countless paths, which were submerged into the bodies of those 'bean soldiers'.

With this small wisp of differentiated divine consciousness, those 'bean soldiers' seemed to have consciousness, and their expressions became vivid, carrying long swords, and fighting with the little monkey.

The little monkey has been practicing here for nearly ten years, and during these nearly ten years, the little monkey has grown taller and his mind has gradually grown, but it is not much different from that of a child about ten years old.

However, what makes Erqing a little speechless is that the temperament of this little monkey has not changed much, and it is completely two modes with those skin monkeys.

I have to say that his mother, Mrs. River, had a very huge influence on him!

On weekdays, in addition to teaching him the Ahuizotl Sacred Law and teaching him to read some human classics, Er Qing spent most of his daytime in battle.

Because of this, although his stick method is not systematic, it also has its own style.

As for his own supernatural powers, he naturally did not let go.

The Ahuizotl's natural power is to resist water, and this kind of talent doesn't take much time. Except for some spells in the Ahuizotl Sacred Method.

When those 'bean soldiers' became conscious, the little monkeys fought, and the degree of difficulty directly increased by a few grades. Not to mention, Er Qing has not yet let these 'bean soldiers' perform the technique of joint attack.

In the middle of the fight, Erqing's eyes condensed, and he stood up and looked towards the white-clothed cave.

A white figure swept out of the white-clothed cave, and then came towards Erqing Yufeng.

Erqing stood up, stretched out his hand to scoop up the little monkey from the lake, and said without looking back: "Little Red Aya, make tea, there are guests!"

Seeing this, Da Bai smiled slightly, and then together with Erqing, he took the little monkey and drove away towards the clouds and fog outside Qingcheng Mountain.

The little monkey was a little suspicious at first, but after a long time, he raised his head, looked at Er Qing, and said with a somewhat unconcealed excitement, "Master, is my father back?"

Erqing smiled slightly and nodded.

The little monkey's face showed a look of joy, and then he asked, "Master, my father is looking for ...... Have you found my mother?"

Erqing bent over, reached out and touched the little monkey's little head, and said with a smile: "You will know when you see it!"

The little monkey nodded, looking a little expectant and a little apprehensive.

Not long after, Erqing and Dabai took the little monkey out of the mountains of Qingcheng, overlooking the bottom in the air, seeing the wind sweeping the flat hills, the grass and trees are fragrant, and the mountains are undulating, like dragons and snakes meandering and dancing.

On the official road, a ride is out of the dust, coming from the east.

On the mount, there was a man in black and a woman in red.

The man's sword eyebrows and starry eyes are elegant and handsome, and the woman's face is beautiful and heroic.

Seeing the man galloping on his horse, the little monkey looked excited, and jumped down from the clouds, calling 'father' in his mouth, and his body turned somersaults, and rushed straight towards the man.

The man in black pulled the reins and looked happy.

The horse man stood up, and the woman put her arms on his waist, but she did not fall off her horse.

This man is none other than Ha Yao, the father of the little monkey Ha Fan. Seeing the little monkey coming from the air, He Yao jumped up, flew towards the little monkey, and hugged him into his arms.

"Father, father, Xiao Fan thinks so much about you!"

The little monkey felt that a 'good thought' could not describe his mood at all.

Before the words fell, the tears had collapsed.

"Father misses Xiaofan too!"

Ha Yao held the little monkey in his arms, his eyes moist, and hovered in the air like that.

On horseback, the woman in red looked at the little monkey that He Yao was holding, covering her small mouth, revealing a stunned look.

He Yao calmed down, took He Fan to get up, bowed to Erqing and Da Bai who slowly pressed the clouds, and said, "Thank you Brother Cen and Miss Bai for taking care of Xiaofan for so many years!"

Erqing waved his hand and said, "Since Xiao Fan is my registered disciple, he should also take care of him, Brother He doesn't have to be polite!"

He Yao glanced at Erqing and Dabai, and said, "In a hurry for nearly ten years, I don't want the two of you to cultivate more and more advanced." If it weren't for Xiaofan jumping down, I wouldn't have noticed the two of them. ”

Erqing smiled, "This is not the time to praise us!" he said, and the woman who was sitting on the back of the horse downwards and covered her small mouth and stunned pouted, "Is it her?"

Ha Yao smiled and nodded.

At this time, Er Qing and Da Bai glanced at each other and nodded.

"You didn't explain the situation to her?" Erqing asked again.

He Yao smiled bitterly: "I have already explained the situation to her. In fact, I had already found her four years ago. It was only because she needed to be guided on the path of cultivation that her parents were still there, so she didn't return until now. Come to think of it, she couldn't accept it for a while!"

Erqing and Da Bai glanced at each other, and then Erqing said: "Brother He and she have come all the way west, and I am a little tired when I think about it, so come to my small building to sit down, drink a cup of tea and talk again!"

"I'm going to talk about Brother Cen and the White Girl again!"

"You're welcome!"