For the peace of the fairy world

Fang Huai was taken back by his parents, and Li Chiying calmed down before leaving, glanced at the unopened stone room door, and said to Yu Xinyan: "Remember to tell us the good news."

Yu Xinyan nodded.Li Chiying didn't say much, and went back with her husband and children.

Fang Huai slept for two hours, and when he woke up, his parents were by his side.

"Huai'er?"

Fang Huai turned his head and opened his mouth and said, "Mother, I'm sorry..." He messed up. Although he knew that he would screw up, Li Chiying must be ten times more disappointed and sad than him.

Which parent does not want their son to become a dragon?

Fang Huai was pulled into his mother's warm embrace, and Li Chiying said in a low voice, "What are you sorry for, Mother? It's your parents who are sorry for you."

Fang Huai said: "Mother, my son doesn't ask for immortality at all, as long as he can be filial by his parents' side." As long as he can keep himself safe, he will keep you safe.

He is an ordinary and honest man. He has enjoyed the love of his parents with Li Chiying and his wife for almost ten years, so what he pursues in life here is the safety and happiness of his relatives.Maybe in the future he will find a career he is interested in, such as going to his father's Ziweitang to research and develop spiritual weapons to earn some money. As for the top of the pyramid, the protagonist can climb it if he wants to, he has no intention of competing.

However, thinking that I have become a "model of no future", I still feel a little guilty. After all, although the monk has a long life, it is very difficult for him to be an heir. He is the only son of his parents, but he cannot inherit his mother's mantle.

Li Chiying said: "Needless to say. The world is so big, is there no other way to heal your eyes? Mother doesn't believe it."

Fang Huai smiled and said, "Actually, that's not bad. Although my son can't see his eyes, his ears have changed."

Seeing him like this, Li Chiying felt even more bitter in his heart. Fang Qisheng stretched out his finger and touched Fang Huai's forehead and said, "Although it is impossible to cultivate immortals, I still want to make progress. Don't be lazy."

Just as he was talking, suddenly Xiao Tong came to report: "You two real people, young master, the entrance trial of young master Yu Xiao is over, and it is exactly two and a half hours."

"Two and a half hours..." Fang Qisheng pondered slightly, "Yingying, how long did you last during the trial?"

"A quarter more than two hours."

The little boy said again: "Reverend Hongqu, the master is at Lingjian Peak, and someone summoned you to come over."

Li Chiying got up and said: "It seems that the family of the junior brother finally met a happy event."

Li Chiying came to the hall outside the upper stone of Lingjian Peak. Sanchun Daoist stood alone in the hall, under the unpredictable starry sky.

Sensing her coming, Master Sanchun said: "That child named Yu Xiao has done his parents and himself a great favor."

Li Chiying understood his father's meaning and said: "If such a rare root is driven out of the house, wouldn't it be cheaper for others."

Sanchun Zhenren said: "If you enter the magic way, you may cause big troubles in the future."

Li Chiying said: "So let the younger brother's family stay and let this child contribute to the White House, it would be the best."

Master Sanchun didn't answer, but turned to her and asked, "How is Huai'er?"

Li Chiying pursed her lips, lowered her head and said, "I've woken up."

Master Sanchun stared at her and said: "Don't worry, no matter what his aptitude is, he is the chief true disciple of my White House."

Li Chiying raised his head and said in surprise: "But, father..."

Sanchun Daoist said: "In order to save Yu Xiao, he caused damage to his spiritual roots and blindness in both eyes. He can afford this."

Li Chiying said with a wry smile: "Even if you didn't get that poison..."

"Yingying." Daoist Sanchun said in a deep voice, "In your heart, father has always attached great importance to sects. I know that you have suffered a lot of grievances when you were young. I will not let my grandson suffer this kind of grievance again."

Li Chiying said: "Father..." She knelt down, her voice trembling slightly: "This disciple thanked the master for Fang Huai."

When Li Chiying returned to his residence, Fang Huai was playing with the little white tiger in his yard.

Li Chiying looked at it for a while, then turned back and went to his bedroom, took out a guqin and a tattered piano score from the treasure bag he brought, and then came to Fang Huai's yard.

Fang Huai heard her enter the door and was familiar with her footsteps, raised his head and said, "Mother?"

Li Chiying said: "Go into the house, Mother has something to tell you."

Fang Huai got up and grabbed the wooden crutch beside him, and the white tiger followed him step by step. When he saw the steps, he called to remind him, and when the steps were over, he called again.

Seeing Li Chiying, he felt a little relieved.

The mother and son sat opposite each other in the room. Li Chiying put the piano and the score on the table, held Fang Huai's hands, and pressed one hand on the strings and the other on the score.

As soon as Fang Huai's hand touched the music score, he felt that the paper was so brittle that it would break if he touched it, but it was still intact when he pressed it down.

As the fingers pressed on it, gradually, a little fish-like consciousness, as if swimming along his fingers and arms, came to his mind.

Then came the long humming, sigh-like sound of the piano.

Li Chiying's voice sounded in his ears and said: "This is the piano score given to your grandmother by an unknown senior when she was traveling abroad when she was young. Your grandmother practiced the music on this score and gradually realized the supreme Tao. It is of great benefit to cultivation. There is a bit of spiritual consciousness of the old man in this score, and you can understand its tune even if you can’t see it. If you practice according to it, even if you can’t cultivate immortality, you can use it to refine the Tao It’s helpful to improve the state of mind, no matter how bad it is, it’s good to use it as a plaything in your spare time.”

Fang Huai was indeed a little bored. Li Chiying found such a thing for him, which aroused his interest, so he took off the Guqin and put it on his knees, and fiddled with it according to the tune circling in his head.

He was a beginner, so he plucked a few notes at random, but naturally he couldn't make a tune. The white tiger also stretched out his claws to scratch when he saw him plucking on the strings, which made the noise even more difficult to hear.

But Li Chiying was quite relieved to see that he was having a good time.So he got up alone, and looked back at Fang Huai before going out, and saw that he seemed to be intoxicated by the melody of the piano score, but it was a pity that no matter playing the piano and chanting scriptures, he was practicing Taoism. , What is the use of having the supreme Dao heart?

She shook her head, closed the door quietly and went out

Three major events occurred in the White House within two days.

The first one is that Yu Xinyan, the fourth-generation disciple of Shen Wufeng who has been missing for nearly a hundred years, returned to the sect, but brought back a demon cultivator, claiming to be his wife, and this witch abolished her cultivation in front of the sect master, and asked to stay in Bishan .

The second thing is the next day's disciple's entrance trial. Yu Xinyan and the witch's son stayed in the stone room for two and a half hours. There is going to be a real person above the transformation stage.

The third is the headmaster's announcement that Fang Huai, the son of the Daoist of Hongqu, was poisoned by the magic flower in his body, his spiritual roots were damaged, and his character was good, in order to protect Yu Xinyan and the son of the witch. Handle affairs big and small.

Each of these three things can become the talk of everyone after dinner. Although the monks are bigu, they can't help but make judgments on these things in their leisure time.Among them, Yu Xinyan, Yang Xianle, and Yu Xiao's amazing talent were the ones who spoke the most.

"If you ask me, that Uncle Yu from Shen Wufeng is lucky. The son of a girl with a witch is actually a genius in cultivating immortals."

"Hey, we can only blame our bad luck. Look at him, his bones are very good, and even his parents are exonerated. Thinking about mirroring each other at Mingjing Peak? What kind of punishment is that?"

"So what about a genius? I saw that kid from a distance the other day. There was such a long scar on his face, which was extremely ugly. It is said that it was injured by the magic blade. Even if he practiced to the stage of transformation, it would not go away!"

From time to time, these gossips were brought out and said a few words.But Rui Xintang didn't say anything, after all, no one stood up to openly object.

In the allusion, it is said that the gods are "a day in the mountains, a thousand years in the world". For monks with a long lifespan, these words mean that time is contemptuous and do not take it to heart.

Six years have passed like a snap of the fingers.

Mingjing Peak is located in a relatively remote place, except for Yu Xinyan's family, only a few people have set foot on it in the past six years.

But because of the sparse population, there are not so many Qionglou Feiyu, steps and pavilions, there are forests and grasses everywhere, winding streams, wild flowers blooming along the trails, and it is full of mountain and wild atmosphere.

Fang Huai rode a big green mule alone on the rugged path, wearing a half-new green shirt, covered with plain gauze, although six years passed in a flash, but he also turned from a young boy into an adult A young man with gradually handsome features and a slender figure.

The green mule knew its way by itself, Fang Huai didn't pull the reins, a silver spotted tiger followed behind him, sometimes wagging its tail, sometimes stopping for a while, stretching out its paws to pat the butterflies in the grass.

After walking like this for about half an hour, they finally reached the flat ground. Fang Huai dismounted the green mule and led it forward at a leisurely pace. After another quarter of an hour, Fang Huai stopped, and happened to stand in front of a huge rock.

Almost every named peak in Bishan has a story left by the founder of the school, and the same is true for Mingjing Peak.There is a huge boulder on Mingjing Peak, half of which was cut off by the founding patriarch wielding a sword while drunk, and the remaining half of the cut surface is as smooth as a mirror, which can reflect people's shadows.This is the origin of "Mingjing Peak".

Fang Huai is now in front of that stone mirror.Going forward dozens of steps, it is the residence of his uncle Yu Xinyan's family.

Originally there were only a few dilapidated bamboo houses on Mingjing Peak, which were extremely simple. Li Chiying only came here to take a look, then shook his head. Severing the seven emotions and six desires, such a simple residence is just looking for sins for oneself.

But because Yu Xinyan and his wife are guilty of living here, Li Chiying can't openly come to help the younger brother to repair it. Even she herself has to come less, lest the people who destroy the heart say that she is protecting the younger brother and find other ways to rectify it. Yu Xinyan's family.

So on the contrary, it was Fang Huai who was young and had a good relationship with the two children, Yu Xiao, and had a close relationship, so it was difficult for others to say anything.

So Li Chiying asked Fang Huai to visit his uncle often, and secretly gave them something from time to time.

In order to make the protagonist's life better, Fang Huai has less thoughts of retaliating against the society in the future, so he is naturally happy to run to them from time to time.

Standing in front of the stone mirror, I will be stunned.The bamboo door not far away creaked open, and Yang Xianle's voice came, "Huai'er? What are you doing under the sun? Come in."