Couple cultivating immortality: My Taoist partner and I grew up through planting

"Then we'll go to the ancestral land in the afternoon."

Mother must really want to see Xiao Yan, right? Then let mother take a look at Xiaoyan first.

"Father, I'll take Sister Ronger over to find Third Aunt." Xiao Yuhua stood up and said.

"Okay, you will take their mother and son there."

When the three people could no longer be seen, the head of the Xiao family disappeared in the main hall and reappeared in front of a cave in the back mountain.

He gently pushed a little spiritual energy into the barrier outside the cave. It didn't take long for the barrier to open from the inside?

The head of the Xiao family walked into the cave and finally sat down in front of a middle-aged male cultivator who looked about forty years old.

The middle-aged male cultivator slowly opened his eyes and asked coldly to the two of them: "What are you doing here?"

The head of the Xiao family sighed, "Third brother, do you still hold grudges against your elder brother?"

"I don't dare." Xiao San said coldly.

The head of the Xiao family sighed again in his heart, "Rong'er's child has been found."

Xiao San looked at him fiercely, wanting to confirm the truth of his words.

"Don't look at me like that. When did brother lie to you?"

Xiao San lowered his eyes, his face was calm but his heart was turbulent.

The head of the Xiao family couldn't see his expression and didn't know what he was thinking at this moment.

"That child was brought back when Yu Hua went to the mortal world to recruit disciples some time ago. The child looks very similar to Yu Hua, and his qualifications are 100% Ice Spirit Root."

When it comes to Shi Yan's qualifications, the head of the Xiao family is full of pride. He is worthy of being a descendant of their Xiao family.

Grandsons are also grandsons.

Xiao San's eyes moved twice and then became calm again.

"Originally, you were in seclusion and I shouldn't have come over, but today Rong'er brought the child to Xiao's house. For such an important matter, I feel it is necessary for me to come over and tell you that mother and son are now visiting their third younger brother and sister. Do you think you want to go see the mother and son?"

As soon as the head of the Xiao family finished speaking, a gust of breeze blew by, and there was no trace of Xiao San anywhere in the cave.

The head of the Xiao family was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head. The third brother has been in seclusion for so many years. To put it nicely, he has been escaping.

Ever since Rong'er unilaterally announced that she was severing relations with the Xiao family, the third brother, who was in a loss, was afraid to face the third younger sister and see her reproachful eyes.

The third brother would always use the excuse of seclusion to hide away from reality.

Talking about seclusion, my cultivation has not improved at all in the past seven years.

Xiao San appeared quietly at the door of his yard. He stared at the two people hugging each other tightly in the yard without blinking, tears welling up in his eyes.

Finally, his eyes fell on the little child standing at a loss.

The little boy is about to reach Ronger's shoulders. He is only seven years old and has grown so tall.

After seeing the little boy's cultivation, it didn't feel strange.

People who cultivate immortality mature earlier than ordinary people, and they also grow faster than ordinary people.

He has mastered the sixth level of qi training at the age of seven. He is worthy of being his grandson. He has great qualifications.

While he was hesitating whether to interrupt the two women and continue to cry sadly, he suddenly felt something staring at him from behind.

Shi Yan immediately turned his head to look at the entrance of the courtyard. When he saw the middle-aged man's eyes red, he was stunned for a moment.

I guess this man is his grandfather in this body, right?

The two looked at each other, one's eyes were full of doubts, and the other's eyes were even redder. Xiao San walked into the courtyard slowly.

He did not deliberately slow down his pace. The mother and daughter, who were holding each other's arms and crying, turned to look at each other at the same time. When they saw that the person coming was Xiao San, their expressions immediately changed.

One is angry, the other is complicated.

Xiao San paused when he saw their expressions changed.

The pace that he originally wanted to walk towards Shi Yan turned around and approached the mother and daughter.

He pulled out an awkward and bitter smile, "Rong'er."

Xiao Ronger didn't respond and turned around not wanting to face him.

There was hatred in her heart, but it was not as hateful as before, especially after Xiao Yan returned to her.

Seeing that his daughter didn't look at him, Xiao San knew that his daughter still hated him. He was wrong. He now regretted that he shouldn't have asked his daughter so softly, but now that things have happened, regret is useless. All he should do is what to do. compensate.

Xiao San looked at the Taoist companion and wanted to ask the Taoist companion to help him say a good word.

Song Mengying looked away.

Not only has her daughter suffered in the past seven years, she has also had a hard time with her Taoist companions. Xiao San has had a harder time than she did, but he caused his daughter to run away from home. Who would she vent her anger on if she didn't vent her anger on him?

Now look at Xiao San's pitiful appearance. She is soft-hearted, but thinking of her daughter who just came back, she will not speak for her no matter what. If she makes her daughter anxious again, she will not even recognize her as a mother. What to do?
Song Mengying's eyes met Shi Yan's, and her eyes immediately became distressed. The mistake made by the adults resulted in her little grandson suffering seven years away from home.

She walked to Shi Yan in a few steps and bent down to take his hand.

Shi Yan was not used to being touched by others (except Xinxin), so he took two steps back before the other person was about to touch his hand.

Song Mengying was stunned for a moment.

There are many cultivators in the world of cultivation who don't like to be touched by others, and Song Mengying thought that this was probably the case for her grandson.

After thinking about the possible reasons, she half-bent her body and said with a smile: "You should be my little grandson, what is your name?"

Before Shi Yan could answer, Xiao Ronger, who was standing awkwardly on the side, introduced her.

"Mom, his name is Xiao Yan, Shi Yan." Coincidentally, the person who named Xiao Yan was also named Shi.

Xiao Ronger looked at Shi Yan again and introduced: "Xiao Yan, my name is grandma."

Shi Yan obediently called "Grandma".

The distress on Song Mengying's face was replaced by joy, and she kept saying "Hey, eh, eh".

After answering, he took off the storage ring from his finger and put it in Shi Yan's hand.

In the world of cultivation, elders give greeting gifts to younger generations to express their love. The more expensive the gift, the more it expresses their love for the younger generation.

Shi Yan did not seek Xiao Ronger's consent this time and accepted the storage ring, which was a gift given by the elder.

Not only was his behavior not annoying, it actually made the smiles on Xiao Ronger and Song Mengying's faces brighter.

Xiao San, who was left alone, was jealous. He knew that it was impossible for the mother and daughter to introduce him, and he did not force them to do so. He took out a storage ring and came to the three of them, smiling nervously. The storage ring was handed to Shi Yan.

"Xiao Yan, I am your grandpa. Here are some gadgets for you to play with."

Three black lines appeared on Shi Yan's forehead. Play with it? He is not a real child, so what is he playing with?

However, thinking that the other party was an elder and it was hard for a junior like him to show off his face, he took a step back.

What happened that year was told to him by his mother as a story. In fact, after listening to it, he felt that the man in front of him was not so cold-blooded and did not care about his disappearance. He just had more things to consider and worry about.