In front of Ouyang Qingxue's boudoir, Qing Xin sat looking at each other, and a pot of tea also had a unique flavor.
It’s hard to look back on the past, but the bright moon has already hung sideways, waiting for the sun to rise at dawn, and then retire after success.
After a cup of tea, Ouyang Qingxue was the first to speak: "We haven't seen each other for so many years, why don't you just come here for a cup of tea from Shushan?"
Huan Xin put down the teacup, calmed down, and returned calmly: "Three things, the first is to come and see my descendant of Beiming, the second is to come for the Haotian Mirror, and the third is that I haven't been here for so many years. After paying homage, I thought of giving him a stick of incense."
Speaking of this, Ouyang Qingxue's mood still fluctuated a little, but one emotion also disappeared in a flash. After so many years, how many people really remember the leader of Shushan who was once in full bloom!
"That's all, let's wait until tomorrow morning to see Xiaoyu and worship my husband. As for the Haotian Mirror, what do you mean by repairing it?"
Huan Xin waved his hand, and the mountain spirit appeared from the Qiankun Bag. Ouyang Qingxue also looked at the mountain spirit carefully, and asked with some uncertainty: "You mean, you can refine this mountain spirit into a weapon?" spirit?"
Huan Xin nodded, and then said: "Originally, the Shushan Haotian Mirror and the Menstrual Wheel were supreme treasures. Unfortunately, the weapon spirits inside were not there, so they could not display their true capabilities. If the two magic weapons had weapon spirits, Wei Big brother won’t leave us either.”
Speaking of this, Ouyang Qingxue also felt sad. Now that this matter is mentioned again, Ouyang Qingxue only feels that everything is too late and it is just a matter of making amends.
But with Huoxin's heart in mind, Ouyang Qingxue naturally understood that if Haotian Mirror had a weapon spirit, it would be of great benefit to Shushan.
Ouyang Qingxue also saluted Huan Xin, then took out the Haotian Mirror and said: "Then there is fellow Taoist Lao Qi. Thanks to your care in Bei Ming these years, we orphans and widowed mothers will not be bullied in the world. Bei Ming We are not done yet!”
Huan Xin waved his hand, sighed and said: "Xiaoyu is my disciple of Beiming. Needless to say anything else, Shushan's awe-inspiring righteousness will definitely last forever in the world. Brother Wei's sacrifice for righteousness will not be forgotten by the world. Shushan I will definitely return to the top one day.”
Then Ouyang Qingxue handed the Haotian Mirror to Huan Xin. At this moment, the sun was rising in the east, and the first ray of sunlight was also reflected on the Haotian Mirror. The Haotian Mirror emitted a bright light. The world seemed so beautiful, and everything in the world was perfect. is worth it.
"Mother!"
A clear child's voice broke the early morning silence.
Huan Xin had just finished paying homage to Wei Xuanhe when he met Wei Xiaoyu, the 82nd generation descendant of Beiming.
Huan Xin saw that Wei Xiaoyu was the exact replica of his father, so her face was full of joy, and her eyes narrowed into a thin line as she looked at the child's tiger-like head.
Ouyang Qingxue had a straight face and said coldly to the child running towards him: "No need to be rude, I haven't met your uncle from Beiming yet."
Master uncle? Is it the number one existence in the world?
Wei Xiaoyu looked at Huan Xin curiously, and asked with some confusion: "Master said that my uncle is almost forty this year, why does he look so young?"
After hearing this, Huan Xin smiled knowingly and asked Wei Xiaoyu, "Have you met your uncle?"
Wei Xiaoyu thought hard for a while, and then said uncertainly: "I should have seen it once. There was a person in the Beiming Dan room. The master said that person was the uncle. I was too young at the time and I don't remember clearly. ."
After hearing this, Huan Xin reached out and touched Wei Xiaoyu's head, and then said, "Your senior uncle is almost eighty. Do you think he looks like an eighty-year-old man?"
Wei Xiaoyu thought for a while, shook his head and said, "It doesn't look like it!"
This Wei Xiaoyu's skeleton is amazing, and it is indeed a good material for cultivation. Moreover, Huan Xin can also see that this child has opened his spiritual veins. Although he only has the cultivation level of foundation building, he is already unique. If he had known that he himself At the age of eight, he was still an ordinary child with uncoordinated limbs!
So Huan Xin took out the Thunder Wooden Sword from the Qiankun Bag, handed it to Wei Xiaoyu and said, "This is the first time my uncle has met you. This little thing will be used as a meeting gift. You can play with it!"
At this age, boys naturally like to dance with guns and sticks. Seeing such an exquisite wooden sword, Wei Xiaoyu was also ecstatic. He took the wooden sword and started swinging it. He struck forward fiercely, and a bolt of lightning also came from the sword. Although the powerful shot was not very powerful, Ouyang Qingxue's pot of peony flowers was also hit. The pot was shattered and the petals were shattered on the ground.
Only then did Ouyang Qingxue realize that this wooden sword was a magical weapon, not a toy.
Wei Xiaoyu was also shocked, but turned to look at Ouyang Qingxue's cold and sullen expression. He also knew that he was in trouble, so he unconsciously hid behind Huan Xin.
Upon seeing this, Huan Xin said helplessly: "You are still a child. Next time I go to Yaowang Valley and give you two pots of the best, as an apology!"
Ouyang Qingxue ignored Qingxin's bribe and said coldly to Wei Xiaoyu: "If there is a next time, you will never see this wooden sword again in your life."
Wei Xiaoyu looked unconvinced and stuck out his tongue at his mother, then made a face at Huan Xin.
Later, Huan Xin stayed in Shushan for three days, and he also used his Samadhi True Fire to repair some cracks on the Haotian Mirror.
It was also the first time for Huan Xin to refine the weapon spirit, so he was inevitably a little nervous. However, Huan Xin was a genius after all. He mastered the art in a day or two, and then integrated the purified mountain spirit into the Haotian Mirror. Only Haotian could see it. The mirror shone with light, and the whole process was completed in one go. Ouyang Qingxue, who was watching from the other side, exclaimed that it was magical.
When the job is done, the Haotian Mirror overflows with golden light. Ouyang Qingxue inputs a burst of Tao power, and a ray of weapon spirit floats out of the Haotian Mirror. The weapon spirit is full of energy and moving aura!
The weapon spirit instinctively communicates with heaven and earth, and the Haotian Mirror also emits a powerful and dazzling white light at the top of the mountain in the distance. Seeing this scene in the eyes of all Shushan disciples, they all see the hope of Shushan's revival.
After that, Huan Xin also met the next generation of the successors of the purple and green swords in Shushan. Looking at the young men and women, Huanxin was also deeply touched. Thinking of the grand occasion of the purple and green swords coming together eight years ago, Huanxin also saw Shushan. s future.
As for Huoxin, who understood the laws of swordsmanship, just a few casual tips, the two of them have benefited a lot, which is better than their three years of practice.
As Huan Xin's generation gradually matures, he also has special appreciation for young people. Whether it is Shushan or Beiming, as long as they can continue, the Chinese Taoist Sect will exist forever!
The future will always belong to young people!
After leaving Shushan, Huanxin felt relaxed. After all, one of his wishes had been fulfilled. He was planning to go to southern Yunnan to celebrate his son's birthday, when Huanxin received a call from his mother.
My mother's voice on the phone was urgent, as if something big had happened.
"What have you been doing outside these years?"
Faced with his mother's questioning, Huan Xin was one of the top two, and thought to himself, "What else can I do besides practice?"
Seeing that Huan Xin didn't speak, her mother said angrily: "Who is this boy named Qi Hui?"
Qi Hui? Huan Xin's energy and blood immediately surged up, and she thought to herself, how did my mother know?
In these years, Huanxin has not thought about how to talk to her mother, so she has never mentioned this matter. Maybe Huanxin also feels that when the ten-year appointment is coming, everything will be solved easily, so let it take its course!
But how did mother know about Qi Hui?
Huan Xin asked with some guilt: "Mom, what's wrong? Who are you talking about!"
"Don't pretend to be with me. He is in our house now. He is exactly the same as when you were a child. What do you think is going on?"
After listening to it, I no longer know it. What is this situation?
