Lan Jixuan was both surprised and normal about the arrival of the Saint Yuan Ancestor.
The Saint Yuan Patriarch looked at the portrait on the table, took the life of Li Ru handed over by Lan Jixuan and glanced at it roughly. Lan Jixuan was very smart. Since the Saint Yuan Patriarch said it was for worship, he omitted Li Ru's abandonment. What happened after the sword became a demon.
The Saint Yuan Ancestor was very satisfied. Although the portrait was a bit rough, he also knew that Lan Jixuan had tried his best. The demeanor of the Sword Master was something that no painting saint could easily paint in his lifetime.
It's just for fooling children anyway, it's enough.
After putting the things away, Saint Yuan Ancestor casually asked about Hua Yixian. He also wanted to make him suffer a little bit that day, so he did not remind him. Later, he also called Shui Miaomiao to come to the rescue.
"Hua Yixian is currently practicing hard in the yard."
When Lan Jixuan said these words, not to mention the Saint Yuan Ancestor felt incredible, Lan Jixuan himself found it unimaginable.
But this is indeed true, but the process is a bit tortuous.
Although Hua Yixian made a vow that day, in the end she was a spoiled child and had little self-control. She spent three days fishing and two days drying nets.
Upon seeing this, Shui Miaomiao moved a chair and sat at the door of the yard, acting as a supervisor. Before Hua Yixian could completely control the group of animals, he could not even think of leaving the yard for even half a step.
Hua Yixian felt aggrieved. He had really controlled everything except the little puppy.
Hua Yixian has no way to take the little puppy back by force, but there is no need. The little puppy is so obedient.
Well, although the little milk dog has temporarily rebelled.
The weather in Yaocheng has been good these days, with a little sunshine. The little puppy lay at Shui Miaomiao's feet, basking in the sun together.
"That's it. Show your master how powerful you are and don't go back." Shui Miaomiao rubbed the little puppy's head.
The little puppy was indifferent. It had no intention of being powerful to Hua Yixian, but it had the same purpose as Shui Miaomiao, both for Hua Yixian's good.
Being able to take it back is just the basis. When Hua Yixian gets excited or distracted, Qing Niang and the others will still sneak out. Hua Yixian has to learn to suppress them.
It must be the kind that he is accustomed to. Now Hua Yixian has to go out of his way to suppress it. If he is not careful, he will easily vomit blood.
"Yeah, yeah, Qing Niang is out." Hua Yixian's panicked voice sounded in the courtyard, and Shui Miaomiao on the chair disappeared without a trace in an instant.
The little puppy was stunned for a while, she was really a timid woman.
Shui Miaomiao waited in the distance for a while, and after hearing the signal from the little puppy, she carefully returned to the door of the yard and shouted, "Hua Yixian, I am here to sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman. Don't deliberately take advantage of Qing Niang." Scare me, or I will die with you!"
Hua Yixian's aggrieved voice sounded, "I'm not scaring you, I'm working hard, really."
"Okay, whatever you want to eat tonight, I'll make it for you later, except the fish balls!"
Hua Yixian unceremoniously reported a bunch of dish names.
Shui Miaomiao rolled her eyes, rubbed the puppy's head, and whispered, "Watch your master, if you dare to come out, I will bite off your legs."
She had to leave here and go to relax. She finally forgot about Qing Niang's existence but Hua Yixian called her back. Now her hair is still standing on end.
Having lived in Ying Mansion for a while, Shui Miaomiao would still get lost if she wasn't careful. She must have been born a road addict, and there was no way she could be saved.
But after finishing his sword practice, Jiuchengqiu walked back and looked at the unfamiliar surroundings. Was he lost? How can it be!
I walked back and forth to these places every day. How could I get lost? I was not Shui Miaomiao.
Jiu Chou didn't like to talk to Lan Jixuan and the others. Hua Yixian found an opportunity to laugh at Jiu Chou's wooden sword again. Jiu Chou found a remote place in Ying Mansion to practice alone.
Once the day was over, Mu Ran couldn't find his way back.
When there was movement, Jiucheng Qiu, who noticed the strangeness, hid behind a big tree. He saw the door of the house in the distance being opened, and the Saint Yuan Ancestor came out.
His expression seemed a little sad, and then he left furtively.
What's in the house?
Jiuchengqiu stared at the back of the Saint Yuan Ancestor, saying that he wanted to stay and give some advice, but he did not speak to the Saint Yuan Ancestor. On the contrary, the Saint Yuan Ancestor taught Hua Yi alone, who had no ambition at all and only knew how to play. Fairy.
The Nine-fold Vengeance was angry and unjust, so he walked towards the far room by some strange coincidence. The door opened with a slight push, just like the Saint Yuan Patriarch did not think anyone would come here and did not see any restrictions.
The room was very dark, and there was incense burning. Before Jiuchengqiu crossed the door fence, he saw the portrait hanging on the wall at a glance. Is this?
It felt inexplicably familiar, but Jiuchengqiu didn't dare to draw conclusions easily.
He had never met Li Ru, and even this name was only heard from his parents on that bloody night during the Nine-fold Vengeance.
Nine Chou came closer.
Looking at the things enshrined on the table, they seemed to be several secret books "Shi Yin Qing Feng Jue", "Chao Mu Sword Flower Order", "Shen Gui Fu", "Feng Ru Xun" and an unknown book.
His eyes swept over the secret books and landed on the last booklet, and he held it up with trembling hands.
Because of his parents, Jiuchengqiu firmly believed that his family was being slandered, but he never knew that his ancestor, Li Ru, was so powerful.
Entering the world of gods and demons, people here either hate the Li family name deeply or keep it secret, and all the literature denounces Li Ru as being crazy and crazy.
Jiuchengqiu is not looking for those historical documents. They are all rumors and slander. Sooner or later, he will prove it for his family.
After reading the handwritten copy of Li Ru's life, Jiuchengqian burst into tears without realizing it. Did he lose the face of his ancestors?
Jiuchengqiu knelt on the ground, suddenly feeling powerless and desperate. Li Ru was so powerful back then, but he was still slandered and labeled as a human traitor and followed the demons.
What should I do? How far should I cultivate so that those who think they are right can hear what I say, and those from aristocratic families can admit that their mistakes are caused by their ignorance and arrogance.
We are going step by step like this, and there is no hope. Do we need to use a knife?
My father refused to let himself touch the knife before he died, but since we were not wrong, the knife was also not wrong. That night, the image of my father killing ten thousand people with one knife circulated in Jiuchengqiu's mind.
That knife is powerful.
Before her death, her mother told herself to pick up the knife and kill the enemy with her own hands.
Jiuchengqiu began to waver. For so many years, he followed his father's last words, did not use the sword, practiced hard, and proved to the world that they were wrong.
But what if this path doesn’t work? Should I listen to my mother?
No, Li Ru, the Sword Master, how could he go astray?
Jiuzhongqiu wiped away his tears, stood up from the ground, put away the messed up biography of Li Ru in his hands, along with several other things on the case, and then took down the portrait of Li Ru.
The Saint Yuan Ancestor dressed up as if he were worshiping an old friend, and was so sneaky when he left that he didn't want anyone to notice him.
Jiuchengqiu was so stubborn that he easily followed the thoughts of the Saint Yuan Ancestor. Maybe he had been a friend. He secretly worshiped Li Ru, and he must have felt guilty and uneasy conscience. Li Ru's life was mentioned in the case. , those secret books must also belong to Li Ru.
The guess about Ninefold Vengeance was half right or wrong.
The Saint Yuan Ancestor has no guilt in his heart, let alone any uneasy conscience, but it is true that those books on secret realm skills and sword techniques belong to Li Ru. When Li Ru became a demon, the Li family should copy them.
