"Reporting to the Sword Master, all the nobles are resting in the mountains." The middle-aged Confucian scholar's face became more respectful and he replied in a low voice.
"Lead the way." Liangchen felt relieved after hearing this and nodded.
"Juggernaut, please!"
The middle-aged Confucian scholar walked forward leisurely with his flying sword, and Liangchen disappeared in the thick fog, leaving several disciples guarding the mountain looking at each other.
Juggernaut!
Who else in Zhongzhou can be called a swordsman now?
Naturally, it’s Dong Xi Sword Master, the number one person in the Sword Sect!
I'm afraid he already knows how many god-transforming monks died under his hands!
And I actually asked him just now!
Fortunately, he didn't say any arrogant words, otherwise he would have been displeased and would have turned into several corpses by now.
Thinking of this, several people couldn't help but tremble in their hearts, and before they knew it, there was a layer of cold sweat on their backs!
But in a courtyard deep in the back mountain, it was bustling with activity.
The courtyard covers an area of about ten acres, with a three-story attic in the center, and several rows of two-story wing rooms extending along the walls.
The courtyard was originally very empty, but at the moment there were many young people practicing and sparring with swords.
On the loft in the middle sat a kind old woman. Standing behind the woman was a man in blue clothes. He was only in his twenties and had a tough head. He was gently tapping her shoulders.
"Little stones, no need to beat them, just rest." The woman waved her hand.
"Grandma, the kid is not tired." Xiao Shitou grinned.
"Stop beating, stop beating, help me go around." The woman tried to get up, but she felt that her legs and feet were numb after sitting for a long time. She did not stand up. The small stone next to her immediately reached out to lift her up and helped her slowly. Get up slowly and walk outside.
"Are you going to grandpa's place?" Xiao Shitou asked carefully.
"..." The woman was silent for a moment, then slowly shook her head.
"Go to the garden."
"Yes." Xiao Shitou nodded and helped her walk downstairs step by step.
But walking up the three-story stairs took as long as a cup of tea.
But the little stone kept grinning and whispered to her about the family's shortcomings.
After exiting the attic, passing through the corridor, and twisting and turning, they reached the garden. However, it took the old man and the young man a stick of incense to finally reach a garden full of orchids and flowers.
"This flower is so beautiful. I've been looking at it for so many days and still can't name it." The woman gently stroked a small yellow flower with her hand, and her cloudy eyes were illuminated by the bright and colorful flowers, giving off a little brilliance.
Suddenly a familiar face seemed to appear among the flowers, smiling at her.
The woman's expression was startled, and a smile instantly settled on her face.
"Little Shitou, I saw Chen'er again."
After saying this, the corners of his eyes turned red, and a tear fell on the embroidery on the shoe.
The little stone next to him remained motionless and silent, as if he didn't hear anything.
"It must be because I miss Chen'er more and more recently." The old woman said and rubbed the corners of her eyes with her hands, but her nose became sore and she shed more tears.
"Mother, it's me!" The face became clearer and clearer, gradually turning into a figure and walking slowly. It was a good time, and this woman was the mother he had not seen for a long time.
"Chen'er!?" The woman was stunned when she heard the sound, then hurriedly stretched out her hand to grab it, and what she got was a pair of warm palms.
"It's really my Chen'er!" The woman immediately held Liangchen in her arms.
Liangchen, on the other hand, dwarfed and hid meekly in his mother's arms, with tears shining in the corners of his eyes.
Xiao Shitou on the side looked at the scene in front of him, and then he realized. He looked shocked, and then slowly exited the garden.
The mother and son sobbed softly, and it took a long time before they gradually subsided.
"There is chaos everywhere, where have you gone?" His mother patted his back and asked with concern.
"My child drove all those foreigners out." Liangchen wiped away the tears from his eyes and said with a hint of pride.
This look was like a child who was waiting for her praise after reciting the difficult-to-read "Ten Thousand Swords Return to Unity" a long time ago.
"Hmm...my Chen'er is indeed the best in the world!" When my mother heard this, her face suddenly lit up, and the corners of her mouth were raised, but the wrinkles on her face made her look a little clearer.
After not seeing each other for more than ten years, my mother has become much older, her hair has become black and white, her eyes have become cloudy, and her face is covered with wrinkles like spider webs.
Although the Zhu Yan Guo made her white hair turn black, after these years of hardship, silver threads were added to her black hair. Although her eyes were healed by the holy hands, she was already in her seventies after all.
Liangchen looked at his mother's appearance and felt a lot of guilt in his heart.
He turned the tide and supported the Sword Sect alone, expelled the aliens to save the common people, and searched for love all over the world, but he only forgot that his mother was already old!
"The child is unfilial, unable to serve his parents, and makes his mother worried," Liangchen said in a low voice.
"You are an immortal who does great things, how can you think of serving an old woman like me!
Your father said that a person who cultivates immortality should cut off the seven emotions and six desires and throw away those happy and distracting thoughts. Look at you, you cry every time I see you, you don’t look like a cultivator! "The mother reproached with an angry look on her face.
"Whether the child will become an immortal or not, it's your child." Liangchen shook his head, his eyes twinkling.
"Has Chen'er been wronged outside?" His mother seemed to see something from the depths of his eyes and asked.
"No, my child is very powerful now. No one can make me suffer." Liangchen shook his head.
"Yeah... I know. I heard Xiao Shitou said that Chen'er is very powerful now." Mother nodded, then held Liangchen in her arms and patted his back gently with her hand.
"No one can bully my Chen'er! Otherwise, I will definitely go to him to cause trouble." His mother murmured, but Liangchen's nose became sore when he heard it, and tears flowed out again.
"Is Chen'er coming back alone this time? Did you find the sweetheart you mentioned last time?" Mother asked as if she had thought of something.
When Liangchen heard this, his heart tightened, and tears flowed out even more unsatisfactorily.
He sobbed and his body trembled, like a wronged child looking for warmth in his mother's arms.
The mother, as if she had been there before, understood immediately. She patted Liangchen's back with her hand and comforted her slowly.
"My Chen'er is the best man in the world, and he will definitely find the most beautiful girl in the world."
"Don't worry!"
"Don't worry!"
Mother muttered.
