"Third Aunt, your Xiaotian is back!" Shi Qingshan called out through the fence as he walked to a fairly spacious wooden house.
At this time, in front of the wooden house, there was a teenage boy and a girl with pretty features, shoveling snow in the yard, looking outside with a look of confusion.
Shi Qingshan pointed at the boy and girl and said, "Here, these are your brother Lu Xiaobao and your sister Lu Xiaoyu."
A middle-aged woman with a gentle face was holding a clay pot. There was already a little gray in her hair. When she saw Lu Xiaotian standing with Shi Qingshan, between her eyebrows, she vaguely resembled the second boy who left more than ten years ago. , a kind of flesh-and-bone affection connected by blood made the eyes of the middle-aged woman who met him involuntarily rise up with a layer of mist, and the clay pot in her hand fell to the ground. The middle-aged woman looked at Lu Xiaotian with a trembling voice, "Xiao, Xiaotian, is it really Xiaotian, are you back?"
"Yes, mother, I'm back." Lu Xiaotian's nose was slightly sour.
"Okay, okay, he's grown up so much, he's an adult. His father, Xiaotian is back!" The woman couldn't stop tears from flowing out. Looking at her son who had been away for more than ten years, she felt a little at a loss for a moment. .
"Third Aunt, it's a happy event that Xiaotian is back. Why are you crying? You and your family will get together first. I will come to find Xiaotian later." Shi Qingshan said this and left first.
"What are you doing standing there? Why don't you call me brother!" A middle-aged man with a gloomy face and a cane walked out of the back room. He looked like an old man in his fifties or sixties.
"Father." Lu Xiaotian's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a faint green air on his father's forehead. This was not what a normal person should do. No wonder Shi Qingshan said that many famous doctors could not treat his father's disease well. It's not just a disease.
"Second brother." The girl in front of the house timidly greeted Lu Xiaotian, but the young man looked at the legendary second brother in front of him with some curiosity.
"What are you doing standing around? It's so cold outside and you're wearing so little. Come inside and make a charcoal fire." The woman took a few steps out distressedly, took Lu Xiaotian's hand and walked into the house.
"Wow, second brother has no footprints when walking on the snow." Lu Xiaobao, who had been looking at Lu Xiaotian, suddenly exclaimed.
"Why is this child so startled?" The woman stretched out her hand to pat Lu Xiaobao, but after he reminded them, when they looked at the snow again, they saw that there were no footprints behind Lu Xiaotian at all. Suddenly the eyes of several people looking at Lu Xiaotian changed a little.
Lu Xiao felt a little embarrassed in his heart. He didn't notice this. When he entered the village before, there were many footprints from people walking back and forth on the road in the village. No one else noticed that there was part of the snow in front of the house. I didn't finish cleaning up, but I didn't expect it to be noticed by the boy.
"Even if Brother Qingshan uses Qinggong, there will be some marks on the ground, but the second brother's doesn't have any marks at all." Lu Xiaobao and Lu Xiaoyu's faces were filled with excitement. They spend most of the year near Huyang Village. Young people, most of all, want to live a happy life in fresh clothes and angry horses, wielding swords in the rivers and lakes.
"Xiaotian, let's go inside first." The father paused and said, and the two brothers did not dare to say anything anymore. He actually got some news about Lu Xiaotian from Shi Qingshan's mouth. Regarding Lu Xiaotian's performance at this time, What is different from ordinary people is that although he is surprised, he can still remain calm.
"My child, where have you been all these years? Even Qingshan brought a daughter-in-law back from Thunder Blade Sect. Now they have a son and a daughter. Once you leave, there will be no news for more than ten years." Sitting around the charcoal fire Next, my mother started talking.
"What do women know? Xiaotian went out to learn his skills, but did he start a family outside?" The father took out an old cigarette stick and lit it on the charcoal fire, then turned to Lu Xiaotian and asked.
The few people chatted for a while, and Lu Xiaotian could only make up a simple story to deal with the cross-examination of his parents. After all, there was such a thing as an immortal cultivator in the family. Once the news spread, they would not want to maintain this peaceful life in Huyang Village. It's impossible, and it's not like he doesn't have enemies. So, Lu Xiaotian just said that he had become a disciple in a far away place, and he would return to his disciples after visiting his hometown for a few days.
"By the way, Xiaotian, you have learned your skills outside, can you show it to your father? A few years ago, after your father went into the mountains once, his health became worse day by day. If it weren't for Qingshan, The child helped take care of her. As a mother with two children, I really don’t know what to do. Qingshan has also hired many doctors from other places in recent years, but they just can’t see well." Hearing that Lu Xiaotian was leaving again, The mother was in tears.
"It doesn't matter. I'll treat my father today and he'll be fine in a few days."
"Really?" My father was immediately overjoyed. He had been suffering from a sick body for the past few years, and he felt uncomfortable in his heart.
"Of course it's true." Lu Xiaotian nodded. After chatting for a while, Lu Xiaotian invited his curious brother and sister out on the grounds of medical treatment.
The father looked nervous. Every time Shi Qingshan invited a doctor, he always looked hopeful, but he was always disappointed later. Listening to Shi Qingshan's previous stories, he admired Lu Xiaotian endlessly. He thought that his son had learned Really capable.
"Go to sleep. When you wake up, your illness will be better." After Lu Xiaotian let his father lie on the bed, he stretched out his hand and pressed his forehead, and his father fell asleep. A subtle amount of mana was injected into it, and after a while, a drum-like sound came from the father's body. The belly swelled rapidly, as if it was about to burst.
"Get out of there yet!" Lu Xiaotian shouted sharply, and began to slowly inject more force, starting from the swollen ball on the belly and moving upwards, all the way to the mouth, a blood-red, three-inch-long ferocious... The strange insect screamed and came out of his father's mouth. After giving Lu Xiaotian a fearful look, he broke the window and flew away.
"Mother, father can only drink porridge for these three days. Take a drop every morning and put it into the porridge. After three days, he will be fully recovered." Lu Xiaotian stuffed a bottle with juice squeezed out from low-level spiritual insects. It entered the mother's hands at the door.
"Okay, okay, Xiaotian, where are you going?" Mother took the vial and asked hurriedly when she saw Lu Xiaotian was going out.
"Go out to do some errands, and come back when you're done." Lu Xiaotian put his foot slightly on the ground, then flew dozens of feet away, and then disappeared above the woods near Huyang Village. The mother rubbed her eyes and saw with her own eyes that she knew that this son was indeed beyond her imagination. I am both happy and a little worried. My son is so outstanding that he is destined to be farther and farther away from home in the future.
In a cave a hundred miles away from Huyang Village, a skinny man with skin almost sticking to his bones, like a walking skeleton, was leaving the cave in panic and running quickly on the snow.
"Can you leave?" Golden light flashed, and a sword-wielding young man fell from the sky.
The young man who came with the sword was naturally Lu Xiaotian.
"I wonder what your friend here is talking about?" The skinny middle-aged man saw Lu Xiaotian coming so quickly, his expression changed and he forced himself to be calm.
"A cultivator with a foundation of cultivation can hide in such a desolate and barren place. What is his purpose?"
In fact, Lu Xiaotian understood most of this person's appearance when he looked at him. He looked at the skinny middle-aged man in front of him. Of course, he would not point out the relationship between Huyang Village and himself, but the man in front of him was already extremely weak. It seemed that he was not the same as before. It was the same as at the Chi Lin brother and sister's racecourse, for the purpose of recovering from injuries, but the other party's injuries were obviously much more serious than his, and he happened to meet his father again and still had some spiritual roots. So there is nothing wrong with using some tricks on his father. If it were an unrelated person, Lu Xiaotian would not interfere with this matter, but it would be different if it was his father who was hurt.
"As you can see, he suffered some injuries and lived here to recuperate." The skinny middle-aged man was so thin that no specific expression could be seen on his face.
"Putting poison into other people's bodies to absorb nutrients and give back to yourself is quite similar to some sects in the Southern Wilderness. I wonder what sect you are from." Lu Xiaotian stared at the skinny middle-aged man and said.
"I'm just a casual cultivator who accidentally learned some poison control techniques." The skinny middle-aged man said with a strange look in his eyes.
"Really? Open the storage bag and let me see it."
"Fellow Taoist, don't you think this request is a bit excessive?" the skinny middle-aged man said displeasedly.
"You may have made a mistake about something." Lu Xiaotian said with a smile.
"What's up?"
"I'm not here to discuss with you." After saying that, Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand, and the earth-shattering knife came out with lightning.
The skinny middle-aged man's complexion changed drastically, and he used a simple black scimitar with a zerg pattern to block.
At first, the power of the scimitar was so powerful that Lu Xiaotian was quite surprised. It seemed that the skinny middle-aged man's cultivation level before the injury was far above him. However, the hairless phoenix is not as good as the chicken, and the current stronger one is nothing more than a powerful crossbow.
After fighting the opponent for ten times with the earth-shattering knife, he knocked the black scimitar away and cut off the skinny middle-aged legs with one blow.
The skinny middle-aged man screamed and glared at Lu Xiaotian with great resentment.
The earth-shattering knife curved in the air, and then slashed at the skinny middle-aged man again. He would not tolerate people who attacked his family still living in this world. The skinny middle-aged head was cut off with a sweep of the floor.
"It's not that easy to run away." Lu Xiaotian sneered, stretched out his hand, and a light shield enveloped the skinny middle-aged man. A bloody light inside was banging around, making people scream strangely. It was exactly what he had forced out of his father's body before. Bloody bug. The reason why I let it escape was just to find its owner by following the clues.
"Stop, stop, don't kill me!" The skinny, middle-aged Yuanshen attached to the blood-colored bug, saw the innate true fire that Lu Xiaotian used his magic power to sacrifice, and shouted in horror.
Lu Xiaotian did not pause. This little blood-colored insect was quite ferocious. It would consume a lot of mana to keep it confined in the light. He did not want to cause trouble. With a strong infusion, he directly used the innate true fire condensed by the mana of the Foundation Establishment monks to kill it. The little bloody insects were wrapped around him.
"Even if I die, you won't be able to live much longer. The entire Wangyue Cultivation World will cease to exist!" The little bloody insect screamed and struggled in the innate true fire. Within a moment, it was burned to ashes by the innate true fire.
"The entire Wangyue Cultivation World will cease to exist?" Lu Xiaotian was shocked, and then shook his head with a faint smile. Now that he is a Foundation Establishment monk, his vision is much wider than before the Foundation Establishment. All the major sects in the Wangyue Cultivation World combined There are also many Jindan monks, and there are even some old Yuanying monsters who are not born in this world. There was a tall man holding up the sky when it fell, but a guy with a slightly higher level of cultivation than him dared to utter such arrogant words.
But when Lu Xiaotian took this person's storage bag and opened it, he saw a small red sign inside, and his expression changed slightly. The small red card recorded the identity of the skinny middle-aged man, as well as a large amount of information about the Ancient Sword Sect and Qingdan Palace, such as the number of Jindan ancestors and their strength ranking. Some of the spiritual stone veins in the Wangyue Cultivation World, and even the city defense of Wangyue City, are important figures in the Rogue Cultivator Alliance.
What is a monk from the Nanhuang sect doing to collect so much information about the world of Wangyue Cultivation? There is also a method of cultivating blood voodoo in the storage bag, as well as some spiritual objects and poisons for cultivating voodoo. Although there are many valuable ones, they have little effect on him. There are many spiritual stones.
In addition to the skinny middle-aged man's belongings, there is also a relic of an ancient sword sect monk named Qingyu, which seems to have been killed by the skinny middle-aged man. The black scimitar and the long sword of the ancient sword sect are very good, but they are not superior to the earth-shattering knife. It is a piece of gray, unremarkable, it looks like an ordinary piece of gray rock, placed in a jade box. Lu Xiaotian couldn't see anything special about it. If it were thrown on the ground, Lu Xiaotian would definitely ignore it as an ordinary stone. However, this skinny middle-aged man put it away so preciously, how could it be an ordinary stone? Lu Xiaotian held it in his hand and squeezed it hard. The gray stone did not move at all. Slowly, Lu Xiaotian increased the size a little bit. He exerted all his strength, but there was no reaction at all. Out of curiosity, he used the earth-shattering knife to chop it a few more times, but not even a trace was left. Lu Xiaotian was naturally surprised that it was so hard and This was the first time he had seen a stone without any spiritual energy fluctuations. I searched my mind for introductions to some strange objects in the world of immortality, but I couldn't find anything about this kind of gray stone.
Unable to figure it out for a moment, Lu Xiaotian put it away. After searching the surroundings for a while, no signs of other immortal cultivators were found. It seemed that they must have accidentally escaped here after being injured.
First, the Qianzhu cultists entered the Wangyue City area, perhaps to search for the secret technique inherited by the puppet dolls, or perhaps for other purposes. Now they have met disciples from other sects in the Southern Wilderness, and have also collected a large amount of information about the Wangyue Cultivation World. Will there be any connection between them? On the way home, Lu Xiaotian thought about this problem, and when he thought about what the skinny middle-aged soul said before his soul was destroyed, he felt a little strange. However, even if the Southern Wilderness Immortal Realm is in a state of silence, he cannot interfere in such a big matter. It is useless to care so much. It is just that the storm is coming, and those who are destined to become cannon fodder are those with low strength. All he can do is to increase his strength as quickly as possible. Besides, the battle between the two immortal worlds is not something that can be fought in a short time. My strength has improved too quickly, and I really need to calm down for a while.
