At the top of Qingtan Peak, junior sister Lu Xinrui stood in the clouds, her eyes closed tightly, her hands clasped together, and she said silently: "Master, please bless my senior brother Ji Beichen to turn danger into good luck. I am willing to spend my whole life on Qingtan Peak for Cangxu sect prays for blessings.”
"Does the girl intend to remain unmarried for the rest of her life? How many men will be sad and regretful!" A hearty man's voice resounded through the sky. A handsome man in a purple robe descended from the sky and slowly landed on the rocks not far away.
When someone heard what was going on in her daughter's family, Lu Xinrui suddenly looked shy like a young girl, and turned away with her lips pouting in anger.
Seeing that Lu Xinrui ignored him, the man in purple robe quickened his steps, but his robe did not move at all. In the blink of an eye, he was standing behind Lu Xinrui with his hands behind his back, and continued: "I'm afraid even my sister won't agree to this!"
Seeing that she couldn't hide, Lu Xinrui lowered her head lower, stamped her feet to muster up courage, and said coquettishly to the man in purple robe: "Uncle! You eavesdropped on someone else's conversation again. I'm going to tell my father right now!"
The man in purple robe is Lu Xinrui's biological uncle Yan Mingxiu. When he mentioned Lu Xinrui's father, Lu Shenji, Yan Mingxiu immediately gave in and said: "Rui'er, don't! Isn't it okay for my uncle to compensate you?"
He strode forward and reached out to grab Lu Xinrui's wrist, but he was still a step too late and missed. His delicate eyebrows suddenly wrinkled into the character "Chuan".
At this time, Lu Xinrui flew away from the peak with her sword and ran straight to the Qingtan Peak Hall. She didn't believe her brother-in-law Yan Mingxiu's lies. This was not the first time he had made such a promise.
Lu Shenji, the leader of Qingtan Peak, is only in his early fifties, and his cultivation has reached the fifth level of Nascent Soul. He is famous in the world of cultivation for being strict with himself and being lenient towards others. There are many disciples under his sect, and the Immortal Cultivation Hall is composed of three floors. It is magnificent and in no way inferior to the master's Qingmingfeng Hall. At the top of this towering palace stands a middle-aged man with a kind face. This person is Qingmingfeng. The first Lu.
Although he is not tall with a strong figure, he cannot be said to be short either. He has a light mustache hanging on his lips, which not only does not make him look older but makes him more energetic. A pair of piercing eyes looked directly into the clouds in the direction of Cangzhou City, and then he frowned, showing a very embarrassed expression.
"Daddy!" Lu Xinrui called Lu Shenji, riding a magic weapon - purple and green swords, and wearing a blue gauze dress with a luan bird pattern, swaying in the wind, like a fairy in the forest.
"Junior sister Lu, the first seat is above the palace. Let me take you up." The person who spoke was Yan Mingxiu's adopted son Yan Nianxin. He was seventeen years old and was at the third level of banishing things like Lu Xinrui. In the past, he always followed Ji Beichen, and the three of them went down the mountain together several times for training. Although he was similar in age to Lu Xinrui, they did not have a personal relationship and could not be said to be familiar with each other.
As soon as the two entered the hall, Lu Shenji had already come down from the top of the hall and was talking seriously with Yan Mingxiu, who was coming over. He stopped talking when he saw two juniors coming in.
"Who made my precious daughter angry?" Lu Shenji greeted her with a loving face. He knew that Lu Xinrui came to him to accept her grievances. Ever since Ji Beichen left, not a day went by without his daughter being troubled. Even her mother, who had always been in charge of her, went to retreat in Houfeng just to be more pure.
"Who else could it be, uncle..." Lu Xinrui looked aggrieved, and her heart was filled with emotions. She didn't care about her status as the first daughter, and she threw herself into her father's arms like she was a child.
She has been easy-going and kind-hearted since she was a child, and as the daughter of the first lady, she naturally has to set an example. She has some minor frictions with her junior brothers and sisters on weekdays, but she tries not to care too much, or even embarrass herself to accommodate others. But no matter how strong she is, she is only a sixteen-year-old girl. As time goes by, some small emotions will be squeezed into her heart that cannot be resolved.
In the past, when she was unhappy, Ji Beichen would always see her depression and practice swordsmanship with her and secretly take her down the mountain to practice. After Ji Beichen left, she suddenly felt empty in her heart, and Lu Shenji could naturally see this change in mood.
Lu Shenji patted Lu Xinrui's back. He knew that Yan Mingxiu had a free and easy temperament and could speak freely and freely. His wife, Yan Ming, usually took care of her, so he would turn a blind eye.
But at this time, for the sake of his daughter's emotions, he had to toughen up and say something helpful: "Yan Mingxiu! You have been in seclusion for less than half a month, why did you come out?"
"Brother-in-law, you know even if I don't tell you, you are the only one who can stand my sister's temper..." Yan Mingxiu smiled awkwardly. It's not that he can't stand his sister Yan Mingxin, he's so old and yet she's so meticulous. Taking care of him, he didn't know how he survived the past half month.
"Don't talk about my mother!" Lu Xinrui pouted and got out of her father's arms, frowning, pinching her waist with both hands, looking like she was not to be trifled with. Although she didn't like her mother being harsh to her, she would never Let no one speak ill of her!
Lu Shenji coughed lightly, really in a dilemma. It is difficult for an upright official to deal with household affairs, and he didn't know what to do now. He could only temporarily aggrieve Yan Mingxiu, and said sternly with a straight face: "Irrespective of family members in the immortal sect, since you are my disciple, you still have to call me master!" Since you are unwilling to practice in seclusion, go down the mountain for a trial tomorrow, and you are not allowed to return to the mountain without my order!"
"Daddy..."
"First seat..."
As soon as these words came out, Lu Xinrui and Yan Nianxin were both startled. The last time Lu Shenji got so angry was ten years ago, when the head of Xuhai Du Lei Jie Bingjie was defeated.
When the two of them were about to plead for Yan Mingxiu, Yan Mingxiu suppressed the smile on his face, bowed and accepted the order: "Yes, Master."
"Let's all go." Lu Shenji sighed softly, turned around and walked into the hall. The three of them did not dare to say anything more and left the hall with their own concerns.
Yan Mingxiu had been a casual cultivator until he was twenty years old. He was free and easy, playing in the world. He went to Youzhou alone and brought back a two-year-old baby. At that time, the two elders of the Yan family were furious. They were ordinary people and had been hoping that Yan Mingxiu could carry on the Yan family's family line. Now that their son had brought back a child for no reason, rumors and gossip spread among the neighbors.
The matchmaker who usually stepped in the door of the Yan family would avoid Yan's mother when she met her on the street, for fear that her own sign would be ruined by being a matchmaker for Yan Mingxiu. The Yan family was very anxious at first, but the two elders were kind-hearted. As time went by, they accepted the poor baby and named the child Yan Nianxin, hoping that he would have a new start.
Yan Mingxiu was also very concerned about this child, and gave up his desire to wander around the world and supported him by exorcising ghosts and catching demons. As the child grew up, the two elders of the Yan family also died one after another. Before Yan's mother died, she entrusted him to her eldest daughter Yan Mingxin, who was married to the Cangxu sect.
Yan Mingxin promised Yan's mother to take her brother and nephew to the Cangxu sect after she passed away. Yan's mother then closed her eyes with relief. Yan Nianxin was only eight years old at that time. At a young age, he experienced the death of a close relative at an early age. Facing his adoptive father who was even more distressed, he could only hide in a corner and secretly wipe his tears. Fortunately, he had the comfort and company of Ji Beichen and Lu Xinrui at that time...
"What are you thinking about? My uncle has gone down the mountain, aren't you going to see him off?" Lu Xinrui's words interrupted Yan Nianxin's thoughts. His heart clenched when he thought of old things. At this time, his throat was so tight that he couldn't say a word. Come.
Lu Xinrui shook her head helplessly, left him with her sword in disgust, and couldn't help muttering: "What an idiot."
"Junior sister Lu, I..." Yan Nianxin regained consciousness, and when he wanted to say something else, the beauty had already disappeared.
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In Wuyou Town at the foot of Jiujie Mountain, Yan Mingxiu found a wine shop and found a seat by the window. He had not drank alcohol for many years, but his drinking power was still as strong as before. In less than half an hour, he drank a large jar of Fenjiu. Just as he was about to ask the waiter for another bowl, a young man in gray clothes sat down opposite him and replaced the wine bowl in front of him with a tea cup. Not long after, a pot of tea was delivered from the tea shop opposite.
Yan Mingxiu raised the corners of his mouth, in a good mood, and chuckled softly: "The flowers are most beautiful when they are half in bloom, and they are most mellow when the wine is half full. Your clothes are too small, it's time to change."
As he spoke, he threw the baggage beside him, regardless of whether the boy would put it on, picked up the tea cup that the boy filled for him, and savored the sweet fragrance of the spring tea.
"Well, yes, it's just that it's too full. When flowers bloom, they will fail, and when the moon is full, they will be short. God prohibits fullness, and human affairs prohibit perfection. When you live in the world, you don't have to seek perfection and satisfaction." Yan Mingxiu said leisurely, still looking content. Whether it's drinking or tasting tea, being a human being or cultivating an immortal, they all have different pleasures for him.
"My foster father is right." The young man in gray is Yan Mingxiu's adopted son Yan Nianxin. His adoptive father's happy-go-lucky temperament has not changed over the years. When he thinks of such a free soul bound by the rules of the sect, he can't help but let him Feeling guilty towards Yan Mingxiu.
Yan Mingxiu, who was opposite him, didn't seem to notice Yan Nianxin's emotional changes. He still sipped the tea and said leisurely: "Xiaoxin, you are seventeen years old. It's time to taste the taste of this wine."
Yan Nianxin paused for a moment, his eyes dimmed and said: "Drinking will cause trouble, so I'd better not drink."
These words immediately aroused Yan Mingxiu's interest. Ever since he took Yan Nianxin to join the Cangxu Sect, the two of them had rarely had the opportunity to sit down and have a heart-to-heart talk. In a blink of an eye, the child has grown up and has more things to think about. Today I just want to chat a few more words: "So you and Ah Chen have also drank? Yes, he is three years older than you, so he must have drank this wine. "
Yan Mingxiu seemed to have mentioned Ji Beichen unintentionally. He wanted to find out what he thought about Ji Beichen's running away, but he didn't expect Yan Nianxin to be thoughtful and replied directly: "Have you heard any news about him? Are you going down the mountain this time? Looking for him, right?”
"Haha!" Yan Mingxiu laughed awkwardly twice, without any serious words, and said with a careless smile: "You are as smart as I am, but your temper is too boring, and Rui'er won't like it!"
The hand that was originally holding the tea cup paused in mid-air. For just a moment, Yan Nianxin's gaffe disappeared and the tea he poured this time was only seventy percent full.
Yan Mingxiu smiled bitterly. This child was still so polite and sensible, never fighting for his place. But love is nothing else. He knows this pain best.
When I was trying to think of how to wake him up, I heard Yan Nianxin whispering in a hoarse voice: "I know she likes Senior Brother Ji. I wanted to help her find him as soon as possible, so I followed him."
Yan Mingxiu was immediately furious. This boy was about to give up before he could fight for it. He was exactly the same as he was back then. It was really an indescribable fate.
At this time, he could no longer deal with it calmly, and angrily admonished: "You idiot! You chose to give in before the matter was clear. Have you ever asked Achen what he meant?"
Yan Nianxin clenched his fists. He didn't have the courage to face the answer, let alone ask. I just didn't expect my adoptive father to be angry about this, and I was thinking about how to apologize.
Yan Mingxiu suddenly changed the subject and said with a smile: "If you want to fight for it, just say a few nice words and listen. My adoptive father won't mind helping you! As the saying goes, those who are closest to the water get the moon first, so you still have some advantages!"
Yan Nianxin frowned, his tangled expression completely inconsistent with his rugged figure. He didn't know why Ji Beichen was removed from the position of acting head coach Xiao Shangqing, but he would never do anything like taking advantage of others' danger. After thinking for a moment, he still shook his head in refusal.
Yan Mingxiu didn't know whether to be happy or sad when he saw how upright he was. He slumped down weakly on the chair, looked up at the dark clouds that were gradually gathering in the sky, and sighed heavily: "Hey... we can't rush this matter, I'll teach you slowly. Let’s ignore Ji Beichen for now. He’s been doing very well recently. The leader just asked me to protect him secretly. Rui’er doesn’t know about it anyway, so why not..."
Before they finished speaking, a girl in green clothes ran up to the two of them panting and asked urgently: "Little, uncle! Where is Senior Brother Ji?"
