I quietly became a big boss in the novice village

"Father, mother, how long have I been asleep?"

Song Xiaochun looked at Song Yuanwai and his wife.

"It's been two days, do you know how you scare your mother?"

Song Yuanwai had a straight face, although his tone was full of reproach, but there was a deep concern in his eyes.

"Father, mother, I'm sorry, I made you worry!"

Song Xiaochun lowered his head, full of self-blame.

Song Yuanwai and Song Qianshi looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.

You know, ever since Song Xiaochun was sent back by Tianxuanmen, he was terribly gloomy, even when facing them, Song Xiaochun would only appear impatient.

But at this moment, he would actually apologize to them.

"It's okay, mom doesn't blame you, as long as you're happy!"

Song Qian grabbed Song Xiaochun's hand and comforted him.

"Mother, don't worry, I will never let you worry again." Song Xiaochun said firmly in his eyes.

"That's fine, that's fine!"

Song Qian's eyes were red, and she wiped her tears with a handkerchief.

Song Yuanwai's nose was also a little sore, but in order to put on the appearance of his strict father, he restrained himself from keeping a straight face.

In fact, Song Yuanwai and his wife never cared whether Song Xiaochun could practice or not.

They never expected their son to have any great achievements. As long as he grows up safely and finally has children, they are satisfied.

……

a few days later.

Song Xiaochun was finally able to stand up, which once again surprised Song Yuanwai and his wife.

"Mom, I want to go out for a walk!"

These few days, Song Xiaochun has been staying in the yard, and now he can walk, he wants to go out for a walk.

Song Yuanwai and his wife had no reason to refuse, and asked a servant to accompany Song Xiaochun out to relax.

Looking at the familiar surroundings, Song Xiaochun was a little lost in thought.

He didn't know if the dream was real or not.

Because if it is fake, why can the martial arts moves and minds learned in it be able to practice.

But if it is true, did he live two lives?

Song Xiaochun once read a quaint ancient book in Tianxuanmen Library Pavilion.

There is a certain secret method recorded in it, and when the cultivation level reaches a certain level, it can be reincarnated with memory and rebuilt.

It's just that there was a huge difference between Wu Dalu and his world that day.

The Tianwu Continent cultivates internal strength and respects martial arts. The warriors in it are no worse than the monks in the world of cultivating immortals.

But in this world, Song Xiaochun has never heard of how powerful the worldly martial arts masters are.

However, there are Confucianism cultivators.

It's just how difficult it is to become a Confucianism cultivator.

If it is said that the chance of becoming a monk is one in ten thousand, then the chance of becoming a Confucian monk is undoubtedly one in ten thousand.

Moreover, Song Xiaochun has not been interested in books since he was a child.

"Hey, aren't you Song Xiaochun?"

But at this moment, a surprised sound interrupted Song Xiaochun's thoughts.

Song Xiaochun looked for the sound.

He saw a graceful figure standing in front of him, frowning slightly, why hadn't he seen this woman before?

"How did you wake up? Can you still walk?

Zhou Mingzhu was a little dumbfounded.

This is really strange, why did the first man suddenly wake up?

Are your feet still disabled?

Could it be that Bai Yueguang appeared?

She is somewhat familiar with this routine.

The silly, sweet little maid serves the unconscious male one. Although the male one is not awake, he can still feel that someone is serving him with all his heart.

It was also because of this silly and sweet maid that the male one was able to wake up so quickly.

And this silly, sweet maidservant is the white moonlight in the male one's heart.

When the male one was most gloomy and desolate, he gave the male one a meager light

Well then.

The silly white sweet maid suddenly disappeared, and the man mistakenly took the vicious female partner as Bai Yueguang, and the real Bai Yueguang as a gold worshiper, green tea or something.

Anyway, the plot is all kinds of abuse.

In the end, Dang Nanyi found out that he was cheated, and pursued Bai Yueguang again.

After that, it was a moment of pleasure to abuse a wife, chasing his wife to the crematorium.

Gee.

Not to mention how bloody it is.

"you are?"

Song Xiaochun frowned, looking at Zhou Mingzhu who was drooling in front of him with a nympho face, a flash of disgust flashed in his eyes, who is this woman.

"Master, this is Miss Mingzhu!" The servant beside him said in a low voice.

"Are you that fat girl of the Zhou family?"

Song Xiaochun's eyes widened.

Why is Pearl this week different from what I remember?

I remember that Zhou Mingzhu was a big fat girl, how could she become so slender now and still look so good-looking.

"I don't like to hear your words. Who hasn't gotten fat? I remember you were fatter than me." Zhou Mingzhu pinched her waist and became angry.

"long time no see!"

Song Xiaochun was a little embarrassed, "I still have something to do, so I'll take my leave first!"

Looking at the back who was leaving in a hurry, Zhou Mingzhu clicked his tongue and said, "Could it be that he went to look for Bai Yueguang? But then again, who is this Bai Yueguang?"

……

Song Xiaochun wandered around the village for a while.

Suddenly, I heard a faint sound of reading in my ears.

Looking for the sound of reading, Song Xiaochun came outside the private school, but he didn't go in, but stood at the gate of the private school.

"Ok?"

When he looked up and saw the plaque, Song Xiaochun couldn't help being stunned.

When he came last time, he just glanced at the board of the private school.

At that time, I just felt that the word "Uncommon" on the plaque looked a bit impressive, but I didn't think much about it.

But at this time, I saw the two words on the plaque again, and between the lines, there was a bitter sword intent.

You must know that he was studying swordsmanship on the Tianwu Continent in his dream, so naturally he would not be mistaken.

"Who carved the words on this plaque?"

Song Xiaochun looked at the servant beside him and asked.

"I heard it's the village chief!"

The boy thought for a while and replied honestly.

It's him?

Song Xiaochun frowned, and looked up at the plaque again.

Seeing this, he was even more startled. The words on the plaque, stroke by stroke, contained endless perceptions of the way of the sword.

Before he knew it, Song Xiaochun was silent in the plaque.

The servants at the side didn't dare to disturb Song Xiaochun at all, so they could only wait on the sidelines.

……

I do not know how long it has been.

Just listen, the neat shouts, "Goodbye sir"

Song Xiaochun woke up suddenly.

After that, the children in the private school came out of the private school.

"Hey, aren't you Brother Xiaochun?"

Many children in the private school knew Song Xiaochun, and they greeted Song Xiaochun politely.

Looking at these children who looked like little scholars, Song Xiaochun felt emotional. He didn't like Bu Fan, but it didn't prevent him from admiring Bu Fan's teaching ability.

"Huh? Why are you here?"

Bu Fan looked at Song Xiaochun curiously.

"I'm not here to see you, I'm just passing by!"

Song Xiaochun turned his head, whether it was in a dream or in reality, he didn't have the slightest affection for Bu Fan, even though Xiao Huohuo had helped him.

But when he thought about the plaque, an idea came to his mind.

Could it be Bufan...

impossible.

If this guy is a Confucianism cultivator, then he is a saint.

But what is the sword intent contained in this plaque?

??