Fairy, don't try to mess with my filial piety

The head of the Yun family introduced:

"This is my granddaughter Yun Qingying, and next to her is her mother, Jiang. Their love is so deep that it delayed us and caused Master Bai to wait so long!"

When the head of the Yun family saw that Master Bai had walked to Yun Qingying's side, he stopped talking and remained silent.

I have to say that the thousand-year-old family really values ​​their descendants!

Yun Qingying has opened up the Qifu acupoint, which is equivalent to taking the first step on the path of cultivation and having an excellent basic foundation, but she did not take any further steps, leaving behind a complete blank.

Because some practitioners do not like their disciples to practice too many complicated things, a clean white paper is what they prefer the most.

The Yun family has really made sufficient preparations for this child's journey of cultivation in the mountains!

Ning Xianzhi nodded in approval:

"Indeed, I see this child's aura as stunning as a dragon and a phoenix amidst a world of ice and snow. He's truly a man of great potential! Although his temperament is a bit cold, at least he can endure the loneliness of cultivation.

In a few days, Ning Xianzhi will come to pick up the child herself."

When the Yun family saw Yun Qingying receive such an evaluation, they breathed a sigh of relief and could hardly suppress the smile on their faces.

Only Madam Jiang's eyes turned redder, she suppressed the sadness in her heart:

"Chief, I only have this one child left. Is Qingying going to leave me? Back then, Qingying's brother was still an infant, the size of a cat..."

The head of the Yun family frowned and said seriously, "Don't disturb the immortal master's leisure time. Take Qingying's mother back to her room to rest!"

When the head of the Yun family was about to apologize to Master Bai again, the housekeeper came running to report:

"Master, three immortal masters claiming to be from the Divine Sky Sect have arrived, saying they are looking for information about someone."

Yun Gaosong was confused and said, "Please come in first and see what's going on."

"......" Ning Xianzhi's eyes twitched slightly. He was afraid that he would not be able to recognize his fellow disciples for a while.

Chapter 17: Little Immortal Master

These three young immortal masters of the Shenxiao Sect are said to be Ning Xianzhi's fellow disciples, but they are not of the same generation. In front of Ning Xianzhi, they can only call themselves juniors and are disciples of other immortal peaks in the sect.

Ning Xianzhi couldn't even remember the names of these younger generations, he only vaguely remembered who their master was.

When they go up the mountain to practice, even if they are from the same sect, they may not see each other for more than ten years.

In the sect, the only people who can be considered close are brothers and sisters from the same peak.

Only when you leave the sect and meet fellow disciples in the outside world will you feel a sense of closeness.

Ning Xianzhi is still in the body of a great demon, so it is impossible for him to reveal his identity to these three younger generations. It is possible but unnecessary.

So, she mentioned some interesting stories about their master to these younger generations. Although they were just trivial daily matters, they were things that those who were distant from them had no way of knowing. The three disciples of the Shenxiao Sect quickly trusted "Bai Sujin" and confirmed that she was a close friend of Elder Ning Xianzhi.

The captain of these three young immortal masters was named Ai Qiyi, who sounded very entertaining and was indeed good at playing the zither. She bowed to Ning Xianzhi as a junior and asked in confusion:

"...Senior Bai? I haven't heard Elder Ning mention you before. Do you know where Elder Ning went?"

"She's investigating the situation around Canal Town, trying to determine if the evil spirit has any accomplices or even higher-ups who are behind it. Otherwise, how could this evil creature dare to wreak havoc in such a densely populated town?"

IQIYI thinks it makes sense. These evil creatures rarely cause trouble in places where humans worship frequently. Now they are doing the opposite, which is something they really need to think about.

"Did Elder Ning explain her specific whereabouts? We want to reunite with her."

"Don't rush to reunite. The three of you are outstanding among the new generation of disciples, but even if you join forces, there's still a 60% risk in dealing with that evil spirit. Go back and call your brothers for help."

This is not Ning Xianzhi's exaggeration. Although she is only a wisp of consciousness of her original body at the moment, the enemy who can hurt her at least has a unique way of attacking, and she can accurately ambush these little disciples.

Young monks need experience, but it is not appropriate to lose their lives in experience right away.

"Understood. Thank you, Senior Bai!"

The three disciples thanked him solemnly and realized that the situation should not be underestimated. They immediately took out the Thunder God Talisman, turned into three lightning bolts and escaped.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared.

The Yun family was shocked when they saw this scene in the reception room. They could not even see the shadows of the three people, but they still bowed and gave the farewell gift.

Even at a banquet where celebrities gather, it is extremely rare to see people from this thousand-year-old family being so respectful.

Patriarch Yun came back to his senses from his daze, and with difficulty calming down his inner surprise, he asked:

"Master Bai, just now a few of the younger masters said that Yunhe Town... was haunted by something?"

"Yes, it will be dealt with in a while, so don't worry too much. But don't go to Canal Town for the time being."

Ning Xianzhi gave an instruction, then turned around and looked at the girl Yun Qingying, gently stroking her head. Her hair was soft and moist. The girl had a blank expression and no reaction, like a delicate and beautiful porcelain doll.

"This girl... I can give you a guarantee. Elder Ning will be satisfied and will come to take her up the mountain in a while. Since Madam Jiang is reluctant to part with her daughter, she should spend these days with her and cherish her."

After everything was explained, Ning Xianzhi's trip down the mountain was considered to have achieved its goal.

She was very satisfied with the planned goals, and the unexpected events were also to her liking.

"Okay, I'm leaving now. No need to see me off."

......

Some are happy and some are sad.

After Ning Xianzhi left, the Yun family's senior members celebrated with each other, as this was crucial for the future of the entire Yun family. In the worst-case scenario, the Yun family's chance of becoming an immortal would once again end with Yun Qingying, but cultivators had long lifespans, and this could at least protect the Yun family for hundreds of years.

Not to mention that since then, the Yun family and the immortal master Ning Xianzhi have had a close relationship.

In the hall, only Mrs. Jiang looked sadder. Holding her daughter in her arms, Yun Qingying showed very little expression, as if nothing in the outside world could affect her heart. But she still reached out to wipe away her mother's tears.

"Chief, can you please let me go up the mountain with you to accompany Qingying? Even if it means doing some servant work for the Immortal Master..."

"Nonsense, can you bargain with the immortal master on the mountain?"

Patriarch Yun snorted coldly, leaving no room for negotiation. Today he would go up the mountain to accompany his daughter in her practice. Would he help his daughter build a palace in the immortal master's land tomorrow?

He said to his granddaughter:

"Qingying, there will be a sword fighting competition in a while. Go and prepare. Before the Immortal Master takes you up the mountain, take a prize. The martial arts culture of the Lihuo Dynasty is ruined, but this won't stop you from letting the world know what an outstanding and stunning woman my Yun family has produced!"

Yun Qingying responded calmly, "Yeah."

As the head of a thousand-year-old family, the head of the family, Yun Gaosong, had long known the inside story of the competition.

The three swords competition, whether it is a sword fight, a sword discussion or a sword test, is a division into two groups of contestants.

One group is the internally selected group, and the top candidate for admission is among them.

The other group is the grassroots cannon fodder group, which includes ordinary martial arts disciples from martial arts academies and those martial arts sects who have accepted the amnesty, and they fight in this group.

It can be said that even though the Three Swords Competition has been a mess for so many years, the people still pay attention to it and follow it, and there is no criticism of the shady dealings, because the grassroots group is really fighting, and they really want to make it and become famous throughout the country.

Yun Gaosong wanted Yun Qingying to participate in the sword-fighting competition as an ordinary person, stand out from the grassroots group, break the behind-the-scenes operation of the martial arts academy, and win the championship from the hands of the recommended person.

The value is a bit low, but there is no way. Now in the Lihuo Dynasty, this is the only platform to display personal martial arts.

Afterwards, news spread that Yun Qingying had become a disciple of the immortal master, which was also to let other families know that not only had green smoke been coming out of the Yun family’s ancestral tomb, but that green smoke had been coming out all the time!

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On Ning Xianzhi's way back, people on the streets were talking about the bear paws from Baxian Restaurant.

She didn't care, returned to the quiet room, took off the jade pendant, and continued to practice qigong to heal her injuries.

In the evening, Chu Wuji came back a little late, but at least he got home before going down the mountain.

He walked quickly into the room carrying a large food box and said with a cheerful expression:

"Mom, eat it while it's hot. If you wait any longer, the taste will deteriorate!"

Ning Xianzhi rarely saw him so excited, and smiled:

"The cat spirit was stewed into a dish?"

Chu Wuji shook his head, brought out the dishes, and handed the chopsticks to the beautiful woman before saying:

"Didn't you say yesterday that you wanted to give Mom a taste of something real? Fresh bear paws!"

Ning Xianzhi didn't look closely at first and thought it was a pig's hoof. Only then did she realize it was actually a bear's paw.

"You spent the whole day making bear paws?"

"That's not it. The chef at the restaurant made it. I can't learn it by stealing. But I got the bear paw myself."

After he said that, Ning Xianzhi noticed that the child had changed into new clothes. His previous training clothes had turned gray.

She realized something and gently pulled open Chu Wuzhi's collar, and found traces of bandages. There were injuries on his arms, chest and back.

Her eyebrows couldn't help but frown, her thin lips were pursed, and her face looked a little serious.

"You got yourself injured just to get this one dish for Mom?"

Chapter 18: Godmother's Delicate Lips

Chu Wuji was a little stunned when he saw the change in his godmother's expression. He felt that his godmother's reaction should be happy, so why did she suddenly become serious?

Seeing that his godmother was concerned about his injuries, he explained:

"Misunderstanding! It's just a minor bump, the injury is almost healed~"

Ning Xianzhi still had a frown on her face, but when she saw that Chu Wuzhi had removed the bandages and that his injuries were indeed not serious, her expression became better.

But when he said it was not serious, it was not the "minor bumps" he mentioned, but the wound looked like it had been resting for half a month, and the edge of the blood scab was no longer red, and it looked like it was about to heal.

Although young people recover quickly, it is really exaggerated that Chu Wuzhi's injury, which was only sustained during the day, had healed to this extent by nightfall.

The woman was still paying attention to the boy's body, while the boy was paying attention to the bear paw on the plate.

Bear paws are full of collagen, and once they cool down they actually solidify into jelly!

He quickly picked up a piece of bear paw meat with chopsticks, handed it to his godmother's pink lips, and said pleadingly:

"Mom, take a bite first and listen to me while you eat. If you don't tell me, I won't eat anymore. I've been busy all day just for this bite of yours!"

Ning Xianzhi wanted to take the chopsticks, but Chu Wuji was afraid that she wouldn't be able to pick up the food properly, so he insisted on feeding her himself, so she had to take a bite first.

The first sensation on the taste buds is like fat, but it is very different from that greasy stuff. It is more like fish jelly formed after the fish lips are stewed into soup and the soup is cooled.

To be honest, she felt that she really could not appreciate this dish. Just look at the seasoning used in stewing the bear paw. Even if she threw her white socks in, it would still be delicious. It was all thanks to this secret recipe.

But looking at Chu Wuji's disheveled appearance and his current anticipation, Ning Xianzhi's taste buds seemed to have a few more flavors.

But she would rather not get this delicious dish and experience those different flavors than have the child come back with injuries all over his body.

"I ate it, and it tasted pretty good, but I won't do it again. I got tired of it after eating it once... Can you tell me about the injuries on your body?"

Chu Wuji looked very satisfied. He didn't change his chopsticks. He took a bite himself and continued to pick up food for the woman. At the same time, he said:

"I really didn't do it on purpose. I was always so confident before, so I wouldn't get hurt! But this time, the black bear was a bit more clever. Its severed palm regenerated, and its sharp claws suddenly grew longer, giving me a surprise attack."

"......" Ning Xianzhi looked at him in disbelief.

Some particularly large mountains and rivers can naturally gather spiritual energy. If the beasts there are lucky enough to get a glimpse of it, they may embark on the path of spiritual cultivation, gradually breaking away from the category of beasts. After spending another ten years or so, they will probably begin to develop spiritual intelligence.

The mountain range near Lihuo Capital is extremely large. It is not surprising to see a black bear demon appear occasionally. It would be strange if there was no black bear demon.

This kid forcibly cut off the paw of a black bear that had swallowed a wisp of mountain spiritual energy?

The girl from the Yun family, with the support and guidance of her family, has laid a solid foundation for cultivation. Ning Xianzhi can therefore observe her talent and aura, but Chu Wuji really can't see it.

He has never been involved in spiritual practice and just relied on brute force to beat the black bear?

While the woman was wondering, Chu Wuzhi continued to feed her, mouthful at a time. Occasionally, when his godmother was distracted and didn't respond, he would use chopsticks to gently rub her lips to remind her to open her mouth.

"Mom, your evaluation of the bear paw this time was the same as the last time you ate it. You also said 'not bad, but you are not allowed to make it again in the future'."

Ning Xianzhi was startled and thought Chu Wuji would say that her taste was completely different from before, but fortunately it was similar.

But this is completely understandable. The chef's secret sauce is really good, bear paws are rare, and Chu Wuji worked so hard to make it, so you can't say that the taste is average, right?

"Since Mom told you not to play with bear paws again, why did you do it again?"

"You've lost your memory, so you've probably forgotten the taste. That's fine, but if I eat it again, maybe I'll be able to remember more of the past!"

Ning Xianzhi had previously heard that the child was always thinking about the snake demon godmother, and she didn't feel anything. It was normal for Chu Wuji to worry about his family members being in a coma, but now she felt a little... unhappy.

She always felt that the child's sincerity was coming towards her, but it did not fall on her.