A dip in the spring rain and a broken bowel, drifting and looking for his hometown, Fang Xian flew with the wind, and looked at Lanfang at the end of the world.

During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot, the light rain washes away the busy dust, the flowing breeze blows away the tiredness on the face, and the mountains are fresh.

After the Dragon Sparrow Secret Realm, it is Qingming.

When Sun Hao finished dealing with the four-eyed Tian Qi and rushed to his hometown Lanlin Town, it was the Qingming Festival.

Standing in the drizzle, looking at the green mountains, on the top of the mountain, two tall tombs, made Sun Hao's heart sink slightly.

The green mountains are still the same, and the pines and cypresses are evergreen.

But there is one more tomb.

With a sweep of his senses, Sun Hao couldn't help but sigh again in his heart.

Not far from the tomb of his parents, there is an extra one, which is suddenly the tomb of his younger brother, Sun Xiaohu and his wife.

At this moment, the two tombs had just been weeded and soiled, and there was a paper pressed against the graves with small stones.

In front of his parents' graves, the bamboo house he built to guard the tomb is still there, and inside the bamboo house, there is a young monk meditating cross-legged and practicing qi.

The tomb is solemn and clean, and there is a Qingming hanging hanging on it, it seems that the Xia family has completed the task assigned to them well.

Standing in the air, with a slight wave of his hand, the young monk fell into a deep sleep unconsciously.

Flying down out of thin air and landing in front of the grave, Sun Hao had already knelt on the small platform of worship.

He said softly: "Father, mother, the unfilial son has come back to see you", quietly, like a stone carving, Sun Hao knelt in front of his parents' graves.

Dissipating the momentum on his body, constricting the true element of the body, like an ordinary person, Sun Hao quietly knelt down in the rain.

Drizzle. Fall on the body. Wet long hair. I couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears, and it slowly fell from Sun Hao's face.

Qingming is a traditional festival that has been inherited for a long time in the Xia Kingdom, and the time is also very long, and the first ten days of the festival are the time for mortals to worship their ancestors.

According to legend, Qingming is the Spring and Autumn Period of ancient times, in order to commemorate the "cutting of meat and dedication to the king." I hope that the Lord will always be clear", and gradually evolve into a festival, when everything is clean and clear, when the air is clear and the scenery is clear, everything is visible, it is for Qingming.

Qingming is rainy.

In the light rain, Sun Hao couldn't kneel for a long time, and he knelt for more than ten days.

In the past ten days, a huge storm has blown up and down the Xia Kingdom.

No storms!

At once, there were more lands of ten kingdoms.

And it is the land of the Ten Kingdoms, including the Dragon Sparrow Secret Realm.

On the same day, Agarwood Zhenjun said: "The land of the ten countries." I'll be the master and give it to Xia Guo, Xianlang. Xiao Jing, you can go to the sect to make a note......"

Then, Xia Guo began to be painful and happy.

The national strength of the Xia Kingdom has developed rapidly recently, but with more than ten countries at once, it is really a bit of a feeling of indigestion.

Xia Guoben is a small country, good guy, ten times more at once, and it has become a big country.

When Qingyun Zhanzhou came back and the news came out of the trail, almost everyone thought it was a fantasy and thought it was just a joke.

Then, in the square, the lord of the country convened a meeting of all peoples and personally announced this heavy news to the extreme: "I, the monk of the Xia Kingdom, Lord Agarwood, one move to defeat the enemy Yuanying Zhenjun, the power of the world, earth-shattering...... In order to survive, the enemy Zhenjun cut the land of ten countries...... Lord Agarwood has rewarded me with all the Xia Kingdoms, and now, I have made such a distribution to these ten countries......"

The monks of Jinghua City looked at the Qingyun War Boat that was still sitting not far away, and finally understood the reason for the matter.

Suddenly, the entire Jinghua City was boiling.

All the people rejoiced.

Agarwood, the cheers of agarwood are endless, straight into the sky.

On the Qingyun Battle Boat, Xia Yan said very dissatisfiedly: "Hmph, after taking the fiefdom of others, slap your ass and leave, Sun Hao is too disagreeable, so he gave us the burden." ”

Xia Jing said with a smile: "Sun Hao directly allocated such a large territory to Xia Guo, but he looked at the face of the two of us, Xiao Chen, what are you not satisfied with?"

Xia Chen snorted lightly: "I just want to find a chance to talk to him, sister, you count that we haven't seen him for a long time." ”

A trace of gloom flashed on Xia Jing's face, and then he said quickly: "Xiao Chen, we were born in the royal family of the Xia family, and now the lord of the Xia country is the elder brother of Guokun, but we must help him guard for a while, besides, Agarwood has not returned to his hometown for many years, at this time, it should be back to worship the ancestors, but this is the due meaning, when he comes back, there should be a chance to speak." ”

Xia Yan pouted: "It's good to have a chance, otherwise, hmph, I go to his cave every day to quarrel and see if he sees me." ”

Xia Jingwan smiled: "Xiao Chen, Agarwood is now a true monarch's power, you have also seen his might, the True Monarch Ancestor of the Five Elements Demon Sect is not his enemy, he really wants to hide from you, no matter how fierce you cry, it will be useless." ”

Xia Chen fell silent.

In Jinghua City, the cheers of agarwood and agarwood are rising more and more into the sky.

Yujiafang's masterpiece, the jade mother-in-law's agarwood box is once again popular in the city, regardless of immortals, young and old, regardless of men and women, they are all complacent about having an agarwood box.

That's the trend of Gyeonghwa City.

And some monks who knew Sun Hao's roots, just like Xia Jing at this time, guessed Sun Hao's general whereabouts, and there were no bad people in the world.

Lanlin Town, which was already several times larger than before, suddenly had many unfamiliar faces.

These people are majestic and extraordinary, but after entering the town, they are very humble and polite.

They all came to visit the town's noble family, the Sun family.

The children of the Sun family were still unable to figure out the basic situation at first.

Then, they found that all visitors would face the green mountains and give salutes from afar.

Then, after the capital, the aunt and grandmother, and the famous Mrs. Sun came with their families, the children of the Sun family finally understood.

The eldest uncle of his own family, the legendary uncle who stepped into the fairy road came back.

Moreover, it seems that his own uncle has now become a great man, and it is said that with a single word, he has made Xia Kingdom ten more countries.

And at this moment, Uncle Tai should be in front of his ancestral grave.

Suddenly, the entire Sun family became lively.

Uncle Tai is back, so naturally he wants to pay a visit.

In the end, Mrs. Sun took the dragon's head and crutches on the ground: "What is the quarrel, the eldest brother wants to see you, and he has already recruited each other, since there is no recruitment, you will stay honestly, and my Sun family has always had a family motto, and it is not allowed to rely on the power of the eldest brother and act misbehaps, but you must not get carried away......"

The silver-haired Mrs. Sun spoke, and the Sun family suddenly quieted down.

The old lady was a famous female flying man back then, who learned the art of immortality, and now although she is old, she is in good spirits and speaks in a good way.

In the end, Sun Qian was alone, holding a dragon-headed cane, slowly climbing the stairs to worship her parents and see if her eldest brother was on this mountain.

As she got closer and closer, Sun Qian saw that in front of her parents' graves, there were indeed people kneeling with their heads down.

The man was soaked in a green shirt, and there was a puddle of water under him, and it looked like he had been kneeling for a long, long time.

However, from the side, his face is still so shiny, and the contours are the same as they were back then, and they haven't changed much.

The crutches in his hand trembled slightly, and he took a deep breath, Sun Qian slowly walked to Sun Hao's side, and without saying a word, he knelt down next to Sun Hao in front of his father's grave.

The brother and sister fell to their knees in front of the grave.

The drizzle kept falling, and the two knelt silently, and no one made a sound.

Slowly, Sun Qian felt that her body was soaked, the old disease began to attack faintly, her throat began to sweeten, and she sighed "old", Sun Qian coughed lightly involuntarily.

It's just that, immediately, she felt that her body began to warm up, and her wet clothes dried out unconsciously, and there was no moisture on her body, however, the drizzle fell on her body, but she was nowhere to be found.

And on his body, there seems to be a flow of air flowing around his body, and after a while, some stubborn diseases on his body will be cured without medicine, and his spirit will be much better.

The heart said: "The eldest brother is worthy of being a fairy", and Sun Qian knelt on the ground more and more reverently.

In the drizzling rain, the brother and sister knelt for a few days.

Quietly, Sun Hao knelt down in front of his parents' graves.

Childhood memories keep recalling in his mind, and Sun Hao's heart has a faint warmth, deep guilt, and a trace of helplessness.

Just as the fairy gate is as deep as the sea, I only see two tombs when I return.

Under the pines and cypresses, before the grave, in the drizzle, Sun Hao's mood seemed to be washed by the drizzle, and slowly, it became more and more clear and transparent.

At this moment, the danger of the burial ruins has been washed away, and in the drizzle, there is peace, and the impetuousness of the immortal class has also been washed away, and the heart is peaceful.

The mind is pure, clean and clear.

Sun Hao slowly, in the drizzle of Qingming, washed away the lead, and his momentum became more restrained.

And unconsciously, Sun Hao's dantian in the body of the Yuan Baby, with the purity of Sun Hao's soul, there were some more wonderful changes, and unconsciously, the heart of the Yuan Infant began to produce a trace of warmth.

The three flavors of the infant fire, the first medicine, the human touch, began to sprout before Sun Hao knew it.

Of course, this flavor medicine is the most ingenious and difficult to solve, although it sprouts, but in order to be fully generated and completely ignited, it is estimated that Sun Hao's different understanding and cognition of life are needed. (To be continued.) )