Zhao Huai looked at the stone tablet. Even though he was mentally strong, he couldn't bear it.
I really can't look at these symbols for long.
The more I looked, the more dizzy I became.
Yu Qinghan was also observing carefully. After watching for a while, he also looked away and said slowly:
"The words on this stone tablet were not carved by ordinary people. They were written by people with extremely high cultivation levels. They contain the mysterious Tao Yun."
After hearing this, Zhao Huai couldn't help but think of the previous scene in the fantasy world.
Could those shadows in the sky be immortals?
That look of indifference to all living beings was unforgettable to him, as if all living beings were nothing in their eyes.
But why did they throw this stone tablet down?
This stone tablet looks more like it has been exiled. What does it represent and why was it thrown away?
For a moment, Zhao Huai couldn't figure it out.
"boom!"
Zhao Huai slapped the stone tablet with his palm, wanting to test how strong the stone tablet was.
After a hard palm strike, I found that the stone tablet had no reaction at all, not even a single crack.
His hand seemed to be bounced back, but the stone tablet was intact and safe.
"It's really strong."
Zhao Huai clicked his tongue and said.
You must know that if you hit it with all your strength, ordinary golden elixir monks will be disabled even if they are not dead.
The physical body of the golden elixir monk is considered very strong, comparable to the strength of the spiritual jade.
This stone tablet is not made of precious material, and it is not engraved with a formation. Why is it so hard?
"What happened?"
Ye Taoran observed the crowd with his spiritual consciousness. When he saw Zhao Huai and Yu Qinghan discussing around a stone tablet, he walked over.
When he saw the stone tablet, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"A stone tablet just emerged from the Luo River. It looks very strange and mysterious. It is not made of rare material, but it cannot be broken, and the words on it make people dizzy at a glance." Zhao Huai explained.
"oh?"
Ye Gong stepped forward curiously, stared at the stone tablet, stretched out his wrinkled hand, placed it on the stone tablet and touched it for a moment.
His old eyes gradually narrowed, as if he recognized the source of the text, and said in a deep voice:
"It's not my fault that you can't understand. These are the words of an immortal."
After just looking at it for a while, Ye Taoran determined the origin of the content.
"Can you decipher it?"
Zhao Huai asked, he only cared about this.
Ye Gong shook his head and said: "No, only those with immortal power can know what is written on the words engraved with immortal power. The will and Tao of the immortal are gathered in the words. Even I cannot know the content of the words. , the reason why I can judge that it is a fairy text is because I saw it by chance hundreds of years ago. It is exactly the same as this one, and every word engraved on it is very weighty."
"The content cannot be judged, but what is certain is that this is definitely a big discovery, and there may be unexpected gains."
Ye Gong said solemnly, while looking at Zhao Huai with deep meaning, he said:
"Since His Highness discovered this, it means that it belongs to you and only recognizes you as the master. If it were someone else, he would never get this stone tablet and it would not appear at all. We have also entered this small world of Hetu Luoshu many times. , but never got this stone tablet, which means it came because of you."
Zhao Huai frowned and said, "Young Master Ye means that this stone tablet is interested in me?"
"It is very possible that the top priority is to decipher the words on the stone tablet. Since it is something from an immortal, it means that it contains some unknown secrets. The content of the words is extremely worthy of attention. Maybe we can get some information about the ascended world and explain it. Uncover the secret of why the path to immortality was cut off back then."
"It seems that there is something to do again."
After Ye Gong finished speaking, he looked around and found that most of the young heroes had woken up.
Obviously the enlightenment is over.
He said loudly:
"The skills you have learned have been included in the Hetu. If nothing happens, you can leave on your own. Before leaving, remember to claim the treasure card of my Yan Sheng Mansion. With this card, you can claim a magical power."
"Finally, thank you all for your help to our Yan Sheng Mansion this time."
The young prodigies who had understood the technique looked happy after listening to it.
They claimed a jade plaque from Cai Yuxiang one after another.
Although Zhao Huai didn't understand any skills, he still got a jade tablet, which puzzled him.
When he looked at Mr. Ye doubtfully, he stroked his beard and smiled:
"Can you lend this stone tablet to me, Yan Sheng Mansion, to study and understand it? In exchange, you can choose a magical spell in my Yan Sheng Mansion. We will not take away the stone tablet, but will return it to you after some time. how?"
"Since Mr. Ye wants to decipher it, let's take it."
Zhao Huai understood immediately, nodded, and immediately agreed. Although he knew that this stone tablet was very extraordinary, at present, it was just an ordinary stone. It was only the words of the immortal engraved on it that made it valuable.
But why couldn't I understand the technique, but instead I realized a stone tablet?
Zhao Huai, who was puzzled, left the world of Hetuluoshu with the problem and returned to the floating island.
"The enlightened demon was so stunned that he almost forgot about the real thing."
Zhao Huai patted his head, as if remembering something, and smiled at Yu Qinghan beside him:
"Madam, let's go, it's time to see the child."
There are three thousand immortal peaks under the Wuji Immortal Sect, and the cultivation environment on each of them is excellent.
Therefore, only sect elders and true disciples are eligible to claim them, and new positions will continue to become vacant as their cultivation level increases.
The mortal peak.
There is a simple thatched house, located in the winding mountains, far away from the hustle and bustle, surrounded by gentle breezes, quiet gardens, and fences surrounded by branches.
It looks like a paradise.
A beautiful woman in a white dress is sitting on a swing made of dead tree vines. She is lined with a red tube top and covered with a black shawl.
The woman in the white dress remained motionless, as the swing swayed, her slender hands grasping the tree vines, her eyes blankly looking at the shadow of the mountains in the distance.
Next to the woman is a lake with floating spiritual mist.
It doesn't look like a big area, just a small lake.
Suddenly, there were faint ripples on the smooth lake surface.
With a "crash", a huge creature escaped from the lake, splashing a lot of water.
A pair of emerald green eyes emerged from the mist.
It was a huge blue-eyed dragon.
This oppressive aura is terrifying.
But the woman in the white dress smiled gracefully, without fear, and raised the corners of her lips:
"Thank you again for your hard work."
I saw the green-eyed dragon opening its mouth and spitting out a large amount of crabs and fish.
After throwing them all onto the shore, he took another look at the direction of the thatched cottage, with a humane and solemn look in his eyes.
Then with a "pop" sound, he dived into the bottom of the lake again.
In the thatched house.
The furnishings are simple, with only a simple desk filled with books, a wooden box in the corner, and an ancient sword on the wall.
Walking along the thatched house, you will find a kitchen. Walking to the right, you will find a room with a big bed.
There was a small car in the center of the room. In it were two babies a few months old, wrapped in extremely precious silk, and sleeping soundly.
However, at this moment, there was an extremely young girl standing in front of the baby girl.
If anyone remembers, they will find out.
A year and a half ago, before Emperor Taizong of Great Xia Yu Yunping died, the palace maid Miao Li who witnessed the death of the young emperor looked inexplicably the same as this palace maid.
The young girl stood in front of the baby girl, slightly lost in thought, and murmured:
"You were born in the best of times and the worst of times."
She glanced at the baby boy next to her again, with a hint of distress in her eyes.
The girl was about to reach out and touch the baby's delicate white cheeks.
"Zhila."
The door opened with a sound, and the woman in the white dress walked in.
She looked around and saw that it was deserted and very peaceful.
When she saw the two babies beside the bed, she couldn't help but smile.
She was holding two big fish in her hands.
With a wave of his hand, the clear water in the kitchen water tank floated into the bowl, making splashes.
Then he snapped his fingers again, and sparks started burning on the earthen kang under the pot in the kitchen.
"Let's have fish soup today."
The woman in the white dress said something and quickly started working.
Jiang Xuan, a majestic mortal fairy, can actually cook. If this scene were placed outside, I don't know how many disciples would be surprised.
Jiang Xuan, the previous generation true disciple of the Wuji Immortal Sect, was a talented genius two hundred years ago.
The reason why it is the previous generation is because the Wuji Immortal Sect has internal regulations that when the true disciple reaches the Nascent Soul realm, he will be promoted to a deacon.
The word "disciple" after the identity means that there are teachers in the sect to guide daily practice.
Although there is no end point in the journey of cultivation, as the age and cultivation level increase, the status will also change. No one can remain a disciple all his life.
After becoming a deacon, he officially entered the sect's management and lost the title of disciple, which meant that he had a lot more responsibilities on his shoulders.
Of course, not all deacons are very busy and very capable. Wuji Immortal Sect has a long tradition. It is more common that there are many graduated true disciples. The elders who guide them can no longer teach them anything and can only become Deacons participate in the management of the sect and assume the responsibility of maintaining the order and guidance of the sect.
Jiang Xuan is one of them.
She was entrusted to take care of these two children until they grew up and became sensible, and then the power of choice was returned to them.
These two kids.
One is named Zhao Ruyue and the other is named Zhao Pingan.
The person who gave the request was her junior sister. She had lived with her for a period of time seven or eight years ago. The girl turned into a great beauty in her own right.
The relationship between the two was very good and they talked about everything. I heard that my junior sister found a man and gave birth to a child, but the father could not be found.
Isn't this just a heartless person?
Men don't have many good things.
Looking at the steaming cauldron, Jiang Xuan's thoughts could not help but drift away in the mist.
Once upon a time, I was also an infatuated girl.
Looking back now, two hundred years have passed.
She has long passed the age of pursuing love between men and women, but facing thousands of years of life, her life has just begun.
The road to immortality is still long, and the days have to pass slowly.
Over the past hundred years, Jiang Xuan understood a truth.
No matter which level a monk reaches, there will be people looking up to you at the bottom of the steps, and people looking down at you on the steps. If you look up in frustration, bow down in pride, worry about gains and losses, you will eventually become unstable. Only by looking straight at yourself can you see to your truest self.
"Senior Sister Jiang."
Suddenly, a voice transmission came from the Red Dust Immortal Peak.
Bringing Jiang Xuan back to reality, she wiped her hands, put the wooden lid on the pot, walked towards the door, and saw a man and woman falling straight from the sky.
"Qinghan? Why is she back?"
Jiang Xuan asked doubtfully.
A few days later, her junior sister returned home again. Could it be that she felt regretful?
But to be honest, she still quite likes these two children.
Zhao Huai and Yu Qinghan jumped from the sky and arrived at the Red Dust Immortal Peak.
Yu Qinghan immediately saw a woman in a white dress standing at the door of the hut.
With a smile on her pretty face, she said hello:
"Sister, I'm here to see you."
Zhao Huai on the side took a look at the environment of the Red Dust Fairy Peak. It was leisurely, quiet, comfortable, and extremely clean, which showed that the owner here liked peace and quiet.
He couldn't help but marveled: "I didn't expect Wuji Immortal Sect to have such a place. If you live here in seclusion, it is really a good choice."
"Qinghan, why are you back again?"
Jiang Xuan came over, saw the man next to her junior sister, her eyes narrowed, and she asked:
"Who is this"
"Oh, this is the husband I mentioned to my senior sister." Yu Qinghan introduced with a smile.
"My dear, Zhao Huai."
Zhao Huai took the initiative to introduce, cupping his fists.
"Are you Qinghan's sweetheart? The father of those two children?"
Jiang Xuan looked at Zhao Huai with cold eyes, her expression was dull.
Zhao Huai didn't know why, but he felt a strong resentment. In order to maintain courtesy, he nodded and replied:
"Exactly."
"Senior sister, is the child in the house?"
At this time, Yu Qinghan couldn't wait to ask.
Jiang Xuan nodded and replied: "They are still sleeping. I was planning to cook a pot of fish soup for them, and you guys just arrived."
"Come in and sit down."
Jiang Xuan made way, and Yu Qinghan and Zhao Huai walked straight into the house.
Zhao Huai felt nervous in his heart.
He became a father for the first time.
Can you not be nervous?
I didn't know it before, but now I know that I have two three-month-old sons and daughters. Anyone would be shocked and nervous.
At the same time, he was looking forward to it.
These are my biological sons and daughters!
Although the house was short and narrow, Zhao Huai felt like he had been gone for a long time.
After a while, the three finally came to the room.
When Zhao Huai came to the car in the center and looked at the two cute faces, he was stunned.
This kid looks so much like him!
He reached out and touched the child's cheek.
For a moment, there was a feeling of blood connection!
A quietly generated feeling of joy spread in my heart. This is an indescribable feeling.
Suddenly remembering something, Zhao Huai turned his head and asked his wife:
"What are their names?"
Yu Qinghan smiled slightly, a layer of radiance appeared on his jade face, and said warmly:
"The son's name is Zhao Pingan, and the daughter's name is Zhao Ruyue."
"Zhao Pingan and Zhao Ruyue. What a good name."
"It's because of my father's fault that he came to see you now."
Zhao Huai's eyes gradually softened as he looked at the child, mixed with a hint of guilt.
There was another pair of people to rely on in his heart.
Seeing Zhao Huai's appearance, Jiang Xuan, who was wearing a white dress next to her, softened her eyes a little.
