As soon as these words came out, Xu Wen suddenly felt a little bitter.
Although Jambudvipa is vast and boundless, only the southwest corner is enough for him to ride.
Due to Qin Sanjian's pressure, Jin Zhou and others left temporarily, but having offended so many forces, he will be walking on thin ice and facing an abyss in the future.
The key is that he just refused Qin Sanjian's invitation not long ago, blocking the last road.
After pondering for a long time, he whispered:
"Wealth never returns to its hometown, just as it travels at night. I plan to go back to my hometown temporarily. While my parents are still here, I can honor them for a while!"
Upon hearing this, both Chu Yin and Nie Laojiu were a little surprised.
An ordinary place can indeed stay away from many disputes, but with a lack of spiritual energy, it is bound to be difficult to advance in cultivation. For a cultivator, it is not conducive to self-exile.
One of them looked at Xu Wen, the other looked at Qin Sanjian, both trying to persuade him.
In their view, since Qin Sanjian had come forward to protect Xu Wen, they naturally wanted to recruit Xu Wen to join him.
As for Xu Wen's current situation, joining Bazhou Mountain is almost his only choice.
As for Xu Wen's rejection of Qin Sanjian's solicitation before, no matter how big a deal it was, he just kept his head down and was done with it.
Things like face are more valuable than life when no specific interests are involved, but they are worthless in the face of interests.
It depends on whether you can carry it clearly and whether you can let it go.
Knowing the good intentions of the two people, Xu Wen also hopes that everyone can support each other, but he has too many secrets and it is impossible for him to accept anyone as his teacher.
Master-disciple teaching to each other is not just about giving some exercises, some spiritual stones, preaching, learning karma, solving doubts, and so on.
In this process, the master may know the apprentice better than the apprentice himself.
As a result, if nothing else, he couldn't explain clearly the change in spiritual roots.
It was okay during the foundation building period, but after being promoted to the golden elixir, his spiritual roots would inevitably change again.
When the time comes, how will he explain it to Qin Sanjian?
Qin Sanjian is indeed not a greedy person, but before the great road, everything is like an ant. Who can say whether the other party can continue to be the same in the face of such a secret?
Seeing that Xu Wen still refused to give in, Qin Sanjian was also a little unhappy. He shook his head and said in a neutral tone:
"It's not a bad choice. Let my two incompetent disciples give you a good gift!"
After saying that, his figure flashed, and Hong Fei disappeared.
Seeing Qin Sanjian leaving, Chu Yin and Nie Laojiu also looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
How respected Master Jin Dan is, it cannot be compared to those people in the world who open a tavern to recruit disciples and become disciples if they have money.
Xu Wen rejected each other twice, which completely cut off the possibility of master and disciple.
The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while, but Nie Laojiu's mind turned quickly and he quickly laughed and said:
"Unlike us, Senior Brother Xu came from the mortal world, and his family is all in the mortal world. It is normal to go back and honor his parents. After a few years, if we don't delay our path, we three brothers can get together again when we come back here next time!"
Chu Yin also responded and said seriously:
"Yes, yes, Senior Brother Xu always has a plan, so he must have his own reasons."
"But senior brother, please remember that you two brothers are here in Bazhou Mountain. No matter where and when, we will open the door and wait for you!"
Xu Wen was also very touched by the two people being so generous. He patted the two of them heavily on the shoulders and said loudly:
"Brothers, we will never forget this incident!"
…
Anguo, Qingzhou, Taijun, Huxian, and the Hengjue Mountains have become extremely relaxing once they reach here.
There is a small mountain village under the southern foot of the mountain range called Wanglong Village. The simple villagers work from dawn to dusk, and are quiet and peaceful.
It was midsummer, and there was a burning sensation in the wind, but the children could not feel the presence of the scorching sun, playing on the roadside at the entrance of the village in the scorching sun.
I took some needlework from my mother, found a thin and straight pine tree stick, inserted an iron needle into one end, split the other end into four pieces, and inserted it into a cross-shaped origami.
Tie the two ends firmly with thin wire, and a homemade cross dart will be formed.
Several little guys were happily competing to see whose dart could fly farther. The oldest boy suddenly stopped and looked aside steadily.
At some point, a young man wearing a green gown was standing aside, looking at a few people intently.
The young man's clothes and expression all have a special flavor, which is an aura that has never been felt in other people.
No matter the adults from the county or the young masters and ladies who come to play occasionally, they are far behind.
I have never seen young people, and the little children don't know what that smell is, but they all like it instinctively.
The older boy was the boldest. After hesitating for a while, he took a step forward, imitated the adults and bowed his hands and said:
"I don't know where the guest is coming from. Which family are they looking for?"
After touching the little boy's head, Xu Wen said softly:
"I'm not a guest, I'm from here!"
He hadn't returned to his hometown for almost twenty years. The scenery remained the same but the people had changed drastically. He didn't recognize any of these children.
Putting some candies into their hands, Xu Wen slowly walked towards the village.
It is still a small bridge made of a few camphor trees, and it is still a pond full of lotus flowers. The neat rice plants are swaying in the summer wind, carrying the unique fragrance of rice flowers.
Although it is noon, there are already hard-working farmers weeding in the rice fields. Their dark and wrinkled faces look familiar yet unfamiliar.
"Second aunt, third uncle, fourth uncle, fifth aunt..."
While saying hello, Xu Wen walked towards a house surrounded by hibiscus flowers.
"Which family is this young man so handsome?"
"He called me Third Uncle. Since when did I have such a great nephew?"
…
The people working in the fields all put down their work and looked at Xu Wen doubtfully.
It wasn't until they discovered that he was walking straight towards the bright and brilliant hibiscus flowers that they suddenly realized:
"It's Xiao Wenzi, the eldest child of the Shigure family is back!"
"Oh my God, it's been almost twenty years. Why is he so... so young? It seems... he seems younger than when he left!"
"It's not that it's small, that's that it's well maintained. I don't think the county magistrate has the same magnanimity as him!"
…
In the hustle and bustle, some quick-thinking people had already taken the lead and rushed to Xu Shiyu’s house and started shouting:
"Shigure, Shigure, your baby...your eldest baby is back!"
Some aunts and wives ran back to their homes:
"So and so, so and so is back!"
The few children he met at the entrance of the village had been following Xu Wen. They often heard the old man talking about the strange people in Wanglong Village, and they understood at this time.
I don’t know who started it, and they started shouting loudly:
"Xu Wen is back, Xu Wen, a martial arts prodigy, is back!"
…
The peaceful mountain village suddenly became lively. People in twos and threes walked out and gathered at the houses under the hibiscus flowers.
With a "bang" sound, a man with gray hair and a stooped waist rushed out of the door, supporting a very thin woman.
Looking at his parents, whose voices were still the same but showing signs of age, tears filled his eyes unknowingly. Xu Wen fell to his knees on the ground, kowtowed several times, and choked with sobs:
"Da-yi, I'm...back!"
"My son..."
Xu Shiyou could still hold it in, but Wang Qiaoniang cried loudly, rushed forward, hugged Xu Wen tightly in her arms, and started sobbing loudly.
Pregnancy lasts ten months, and pregnancy cannot be avoided for three years. The child is the regeneration of the mother's flesh and blood and the continuation of the bloodline. How can anyone not love it?
There is no greater love in the world than maternal love!
He stood up and held his parents in his arms. Feeling that his parents were already slightly stooped, Xu Wen couldn't stop crying.
When I was a teenager, I was completely enveloped in the love of my parents, and I was not even aware of the existence of this love.
When I grow up, I am impatient to explore the world, even considering my parents' love as an obstacle.
Only when you really grow up, experience the beatings from society, or have your own children, can you finally understand how precious and rare this kind of love is.
But most people are already middle-aged at that time, working hard for life, and being caught up in the tide of fate. They have little time to think and be grateful.
Fortunately, he has transcended the constraints of the world and can repay his parents' kindness to his heart's content without being restricted by time, money, or ability.
Supporting his parents, the mana quickly circulated in their bodies.
Fortunately, there are no more problems except for some common injuries caused by aging and work.
I helped my parents and walked back into the house. A strong man with a face that was very similar to my parents came up to me. He rubbed his hands shyly and shouted in a naive voice:
"elder brother!"
A woman with three children on the side also shouted, then pushed the three children beside her and urged in a low voice:
"Call uncle quickly. I usually clamor all day long to listen to uncle's affairs, but now why do I dare not speak when we meet..."
"Second brother, younger brother and sister!"
Xu Wen also shouted with emotion.
This is Xu Wen's second younger brother, Xu Qing. When Xu Wen left home to pursue his career, he was still a snot-nosed follower, but now he looks much older than Xu Wen.
In the past, I was not married, but my children suddenly came together. There is nothing more magical about time than this.
"Okay, okay, okay!"
After touching the heads of his three nephews and nieces, Xu Wen took out three jade pendants from his arms and hung them around their necks.
This is a jade pendant made of Qingling Jade, which can strengthen the body and nourish the mind.
I dare not say that it can make people become geniuses, and I dare not say that it is immune to all diseases, but it is enough to protect ordinary people from 90% of diseases and half of the disasters caused by stupidity.
When he touched the heads of these three juniors, he had already transformed the mana into spiritual energy and injected it into their bodies.
There was no response, which meant that the three of them had no spiritual roots.
However, there is only one person in a million who has spiritual roots, so there is no need to be too disappointed.
The three jade pendants were crystal clear, like flowing water drops. Even though they were in a remote place, everyone could know how precious these things were, and the enthusiasm of the people around them suddenly reached a new level.
I helped my parents to sit down in front of the hall. Things around me were as before, with tall columns, bright windows, and well-organized cabinets.
The layout, which is very different from ordinary farmhouses, was all set up based on the habits of Xu Wen's previous life before he left.
More than twenty years have passed, and everything has become more patinated, but still exudes the atmosphere of the past, as if silently waiting for Xu Wen's return.
(End of chapter)
