Wang Xian then came to the bedside, checked his father's injury, and found that he had been bitten on the leg by a wild wolf. Looking at this wound, it should have been more than ten days, and some herbs were applied to the wound. Wang Xian knew that in order to do a good carpenter's work, his father often went into the mountains to cut down some good wood to make beams, and there were often some wild wolves in the mountains, thinking that he was injured by wild wolves when he entered the mountains.

After seeing the injury clearly, he breathed a sigh of relief, the skin and flesh were seriously injured, the muscles and bones were lightly injured, and with some good healing medicine, he could be healed after a few months of cultivation.

However, the herbs that are being boiled in the pot are obviously not good, the medicine surname is too weak, even if the injury is cured, it is difficult to break the root, and it will leave future troubles, so you have to use the medicine he carries with him. The Ma family spirit herb elixir that Wang Xian brought with him was used to prepare a medicine to treat mortals' flesh wounds, which was more than enough.

Wang Xian didn't care about going to the city to buy medicine anymore, so he quickly changed the herbs and rags on his father's legs, washed them with water, took out a few spiritual herbs, put them in the medicine jar and mashed them, and then took out a bottle of healing medicine for monks, took out one, poured some of them on the wound with the broken spiritual grass, and bandaged them with a new strip of cloth.

Wang Xian sat on the edge of the bed and chatted with his father and mother. He didn't say much about his experience in the past few years, but only briefly mentioned that he was now working for a big family in a big city in Yunhu Prefecture.

The Baishamen of the Zhu family, in the martial arts of Yunhu Prefecture, is also a well-known sect, and the mortal warriors are trained by Zhu Renzhi and have extraordinary strength. Wang Xian was afraid that if his parents asked, he would use work for Baishamen to prevaricate. The Lord of the Zhu Sect now dominates the cultivation realm and mortal martial arts in Rongwan City, and it is naturally easy to get him a mortal identity.

The royal father's face was a little yellow, and when he heard that only he and the little grasshopper were back, he coughed violently a few times: "The rules handed down from generation to generation in our village, leaving home to go out to study and wander are like birds that have left the nest, arrows shot out, and they can't come back before they start a family." Xian'er, have you ever married?"

Wang Xian lowered his head and shook it, "No"

Father: "Have you ever started a business?"

Wang Xian's head lowered, "No"

The king's father said angrily: "Since you have never married a wife and started a business, what are you doing when you come back? The rules of the ancestors must not be broken, and you go to the ancestral hall at night to kneel and ask the ancestors and the ancestors for their sins." ”

The queen mother hurriedly said: "The child is his father, Xian'er has just come back, how can you say this." ”

The royal father said solemnly: "Is there still a mistake in the rules left by our ancestors?

Wang Xian lowered his head, didn't say a word, and his nose was sour: "Yes, the child knows." The child has been studying art outside for many years, and has learned a few jobs, and has achieved a little success. In a few days, I will go to the capital city of Yunhu Prefecture, and it will be difficult to come back in the future, so I specially came back to meet my father and mother, and I dare not stay at home for a long time. ”

Hearing Wang Xian say that he would leave soon, the royal father choked in his throat, and finally did not say anything more.

Putting this matter aside for the time being, Wang Xian asked what happened to the injury on his father's leg.

The queen mother hurriedly said: "A few days ago, your father went up the mountain and was chased by several coyotes and accidentally injured his leg. Fortunately, a few uncles and uncles were nearby, and your father was rescued, and there was no major problem. It's just that this herb is hard to find, and my mother can't go up the mountain, so this injury has been dragging on. In the evening, you should go and thank a few uncles first. ”

Wang Xian nodded.

Wang Xian rarely came back, and the queen mother happily cooked on the fire, and cooked some of the bacon that Wang Xian brought back from Baisha City to make brown rice porridge. The family gathered around for a reunion dinner.

Wang Xian took advantage of the fact that they were not paying attention, and pinched a Guyuan Dan into powder and sprinkled it in the meal. Guyuan Dan is a elixir for cultivating immortals, and it has the effect of dispelling illness and prolonging life for mortals, making people energetic. At least it can make the family live a peaceful life without illness and pain for decades.

After dinner, he also threw a Guyuan Dan to the only three wells in the village, which could be regarded as a reward for his fellow villagers in the village. Then he went door-to-door and visited his uncles and uncles in the village.

The villagers were extremely happy and warmly entertained. knew that Wang Xian had studied art in the capital of Yunhu Prefecture, and even wanted to marry his daughter to Wang Xian. Some fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls in the village looked at Wang Xian from inside the door of the hall, twisting and pinching, and their faces were blushing.

Although Wang Xian's appearance is not outstanding and his height is not high, he can be regarded as simple and beautiful in this village. After cultivating the truth, it caused a change in temperament, which made the villagers who had never seen the world feel that Wang Xian had traveled far away in the past few years, as if he had changed as a person, and he seemed to be very promising. Wang Xian couldn't cry or laugh, thanked the uncles in each house, and declined the kindness of the other party one by one.

That night, he wore a thick old cotton jacket sent by his mother and knelt in the ancestral hall of the Wang family for one night to show his reflection.

For him, kneeling for a night and meditating and pranayama is commonplace, and it is nothing. He had been feeling guilty about being away from home. After a long time, he failed to accept his knees to fulfill his filial piety, and he had no other brothers to serve his parents and raise his parents. Not to mention kneeling for one night, kneeling for a few more nights, he is also willing.

Second, he gave the little grasshopper some money to go to the nearby Baisha City and invite a poor scholar to come to the village to continue to run a village school and teach literacy. and gave his parents at one time, enough money to run a village school for a hundred years.

He took a few low-level martial arts secrets that he bought from Dandongfang City and gave them to Little Grasshopper and his fellow villagers, so that they could learn them by themselves, and then teach them to other people in the village to exercise their muscles and bones. Later, even if they encountered jackals, they had a way to defend themselves.

As long as this civil and military path is implemented, after a few years or decades, the situation in the village may be able to change, and he can be regarded as having done his best for the villagers.

The spirit stone elixir of the cultivator is an immortal elixir in the mortal world, and it is rarely circulated in the world, and there are occasionally one or two ancestral heirlooms, which are also difficult to buy. Wang first seized a huge amount of gold from the Rongwan City Ma family, plus there were many spiritual objects and spirit stones, which were measured by the standards of the mortal world, and could be called a rich country.

Of course, it was too much, and Wang Xian only provided the necessary money to the village, and it was enough to strengthen the village and healthy people. Since the Jiji people, the truth of self-benefiting people, Wang Xian still understands.

Wang Xian stayed in his hometown for six days, meditating and practicing at home every day. In the evening, I talked with my parents about my travels, enjoyed the warm and short time of the family, and occasionally got together with my friends in the village such as the grasshopper to teach them boxing and leg techniques. And occasionally live in the house of a childhood partner.

With the help of healing medicine and elixir, the injury on the royal father's leg healed very quickly, and he was able to walk on the ground in just five days.

The little grasshopper has not touched the ground with his feet in the past few days, and he is in an excited mood to talk about the cultural and martial arts in the village. He went to a nearby town and invited a poor scholar to teach the village dolls to read and write. He also planned to wait for the dolls in the village to learn some words, and then hire a Baisha City dart master who was elderly at home, and teach them to slowly learn some stick martial arts according to the basic martial arts secrets to use for self-defense.

After six days passed, Wang first arranged all the things in his family and village, and finally it was time to leave.

At dawn, the king first offered incense to the tablets of the ancestors of the Wang family, and then said goodbye to his father and mother, carried the package on his back, and walked alone outside the ravine. Step by step, I turned around three times, and kept in mind the figures and faces of my father, little grasshopper and childhood friends who came to see him off.

The little grasshopper wants to stay with the old classmates in the village for a few more days to complete what the king has told him first. Wang Xian also told him that he didn't need to ride a horse to see him off, and the two didn't go the same way. So he didn't leave with Wang Xian.

As he was about to turn the mountain pass, the king first looked back at them, and at last made up his mind, turned abruptly, and strode towards the depths of the mountain. He knew that this time, he was afraid that from now on he would be separated forever. All of this was doomed since he left his hometown for the sake of cultivating truth when he was sixteen years old

He decided to do something dangerous soon - the Nishihara Trial. I heard that the monks who were tried were many who fell. And every time I go, the monks are all strong people in a thousand. This battle is life or death, he is not absolutely sure, only when he goes home to see, but mortal wishes, he can feel at ease to find the ethereal way of cultivating immortals.