The first little white face in the Three Realms

In a blink of an eye, it has been 20 years since Luo Xing's first birthday banquet. After 20 years, Luo Xing is already a monk in the late Yuanying period, and he is only one step away from a monk of Huashen.

His cultivation speed is one of the fastest in the cultivation world, but it is still far behind the two fathers.According to Luo Qingyao's words, when the brat grows up, he is not as cute as he was when he was a child. He should be allowed to stay alone in the spirit world for a few more years instead of relying on his parents.

Luo Xing inherited his father's natural sword bone, originally pinched from Luo Qingyao, it would be abnormal without this talent, but in just 20 years, he has become a well-deserved second person in the way of swordsmanship, because No.1 is his biological father. Father Luo Qingyao.

Luo Xing had just passed his 20th birthday when he faintly noticed something.

Early the next morning, Xie Randeng opened the door and saw his son standing barefoot in front of their door. He asked gently: "What's the matter? But what's wrong with your cultivation?"

Xie Randeng is an expert in theory, with a photographic memory and the ability to draw inferences from one example, even if he has not been out of the sect in the past 20 years, he basically has a firm grasp of the movements of the cultivation world.

With his theoretical guidance and practical discussions from the whole sect, in addition to these years, Luo Xing, who they invited from the friendship department of the Wuji Sect, has become a well-known swordsman genius in the cultivation world at the age of 20.When he was just born, he was famous in the spirit world because of his two fathers, but now he can rely on his own strength instead of relying on the fame of his two fathers to make people look at him more.

Although Luo Xing did have mischievous phases when he was a few years old, but now he has grown into an existence that can make Xie Randeng proud.

But now, Luo, who was already an adult young man, just stood outside their door, with his panicked shoes on, looking devastated.

"What's wrong with him?" Luo Qingyao, who followed him, was still yawning, his clothes were loosely worn on his body, and there were still a few faint red marks on his white jade-like neck.

Xie Randeng looked at it, and stretched out his hand to pull up the collar of his unrestrained Taoist companion, showing a section of snow-white flesh. How grown-up, he still looks so old and unruly in front of his son.

"You have spent a lot of time thinking about him all these years. You can get what you want. We were not as comfortable as him back then." No matter how many years have passed, Luo Qingyao's attitude towards his son is just like this, and his character is doomed He has no way to be a loving father, but as long as Xie Randeng is not involved, he is still very indulgent to Luo Xing most of the time.

Luo Xing's eyes were half red, and he stared at his father and father: "You two are leaving, right?"

Xie Randeng swallowed what he wanted to say, he was silent for a while, and then chose a straightforward answer: "You have already guessed it."

Luo Xing's voice was choked with sobs, and he said coquettishly as if he was a child: "I'm only 20 years old, Daddy, please don't leave, I know you love me the most."

Hit the snake and hit the seven-inch, his father's seven-inch is tightly held in his father's hands, so he wholeheartedly attacked Xie Randeng, wanting to keep his soft-hearted father for a while.

The 20 years of a monk are so short, he is only a nascent soul, he has not yet transformed into a god, and there may be such a long time before his ascension, how could the two of them have the heart to leave him alone.

Xie Randeng opened his mouth, but before he could speak, Luo Qingyao jumped out to be the villain: "How old are you, you think you are still breastfeeding, we have been here for you for 20 years, It’s not that long?! Your father was only 20 years old when he and I gave birth to you.”

Xie Randeng pulled the angry Taoist couple from behind, turned his head and said in a gentle tone: "Luo Xing, you have grown up, you can't always cling to us, if you want to reunite as a family earlier, then Practice hard, what your father and I have left for you is enough to ensure that you can ascend smoothly and not be trapped by thunder."

Luo Xing, like him, has a mutated spiritual root, but what is different from him is that he is a mutated ice spirit root, while Luo Xing is a mutated thunder spirit root. He is not afraid of sky thunder by nature, and when Luo Xing cultivates When he reaches the point where he can ascend, Luo Qingyao will definitely open up a passage for him in the upper realm.When the child grows up, it's time to let him out to practice.

Xie Randeng's tone was gentle but could not be refuted. When he said that, Luo Xing knew that there was no turning back on this matter.He sniffed and wiped his eyes with his sleeve, afraid that he would not be able to control himself, so he shed tears in front of his parents: "I can't do anything, I will make some food for Dad and Dad today, and send it to you two." Take a ride."

Yesterday was his birthday, and he had the happiest time as a birthday star. Since today is a farewell, there is no way to hold a big banquet, so it is enough for him to organize a small farewell banquet.As for the others, Luo Xing didn't want to alarm too many people in the sect, they were the closest family members, and other insignificant people would only occupy their time together.

I don't know how long it will be before we meet after this farewell, but he will definitely work hard to practice and strive to become the third person who ascended after his parents.

In the past 20 years, Luo Xing, although he has never been out of the mountain gate alone, both Luo Qingyao and Xie Randeng intend to cultivate his ability to be independent, so Luo Xing's ability to survive in the wild is very strong, even if the ingredients he brings are not used , and various materials can also be obtained from the wild.

It's just that his craftsmanship seems to have been inherited from Luo Qingyao, and he has learned a lot of recipes, but the taste of the recipes is not very good.Luo Xing mainly practiced in various ways on weekdays, so it was impossible to spend a lot of time practicing cooking skills.After all, he is not a chef, and he is not as talented in studies as Luo Qingyao. He has a lot of free time, and he can improve his cooking skills with great patience.

At this moment, Luo Xing regrets it a bit. He does not have as much time as Luo Qingyao, but if he cooks a single dish for 20 years, at least he can make a special dish for his father and father to eat before they leave After a good meal, when I eat this dish in the future, I can occasionally think about him.

He didn't think that Xie Randeng and Luo Qingyao didn't eat after they became immortals. After all, for monks, eating was not necessary, but his father and father still lived a very happy life like ordinary monks Fireworks.

He was surprised at the beginning, but later he found out that other monks did not spend a lot of time eating spiritual food but bigu. All that is needed is time.

Because he didn't know how long they would have, Luo Xing boiled a big pot of noodles, which was the longevity noodles he learned, and there were several spirit beast eggs lying in it. One, and another hidden in the bottom of the bowl.

The noodles are soft and refreshing, which is very suitable for breakfast. No matter what, since we are destined to separate, we must separate decently. This is the truth that Dad taught him.

Feeling Luo Xing's attention, Xie Randeng and Luo Qingyao all put on a dress that was grand enough.The two of them were wearing the clothes they wore to welcome guests at Luo Xing's first birthday banquet. The main color was black, and the sleeves, collar and belt were all festive red.

When the noodles were out of the pot, there was a strong wind outside the small courtyard, and the mountains were shrouded in light gray clouds. Black clouds came over the mountains, and huge purple thunder rolled in the air. The thunder bursts scared away the cranes and lark.

Luo Xing suddenly lost his appetite: "Is Lei Jie coming?"

Xie Randeng comforted and said, "It's okay, let's eat."

Luo Qingyao snorted, and the bluffing thunder outside stopped for a short while.

Xie Randeng lit the lights in the house, and all the small orange fruits on the vines lit up at once, making the whole house bright. No matter how amazing the wind and rain outside the house, the house is always warm and bright.

After the family of three seriously finished their meal, Xie Randeng stood in front of Luo Xing, straightened his son's clothes, and patted him on the shoulder: "Do it well."

Luo Qingyao left all the things that Luo Xing could use that the husband and wife had discussed before as inheritance to the latter.

"Be honest, don't embarrass your father and me. You have to keep your eyes open when looking for a partner. If you can't find someone as good as your father in all aspects, at least find someone who is more attractive."

They went out of the courtyard, and the most terrifying ascension thunder calamity finally came late, they still pretended to strike for a while, and finally the thunder calamity dissipated, and a golden avenue of ascending to the sky appeared in the sky.

Luo Xing stood in the small courtyard of a family of three, together with other people in the spirit world, watching the two walk up the endless ladder hand in hand side by side.

It wasn't until the figures of the two people completely disappeared into the sky that the bond between him and the two fathers was broken. The young man who had just grown up straightened his waist like a pine and cypress. Don't worry, he will Hold up the burden and walk out of the wonderful life that makes my father proud.

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