Longevity: The Flawless Dream

The strong stench came from behind him, Lian Wuxia subconsciously slapped backwards, and at the same time kicked his legs hard and jumped out.Originally the size of a kitten, the bared iron figure skyrocketed, and in a blink of an eye it was as tall as a person, and her palm slammed heavily on its biting head. With a loud "bang", Lian Wuxia's figure flew out faster with the force of the rebound, and he didn't care about other things when his life was at stake, and he was about to fly out of the defensive formation set up by Lian Emei.

I don't know if the magic circle that my mother has arranged at will can stop the iron that has grown in strength after devouring the demon pill and the evil power of Yinyue?

Lian Wuxia bit her lips tightly.

The tip of the arrow missed the top of Lian Wuxia's head and aimed at the tip of the mutated Zhetie's nose. The young man's fingers tightening the bowstring were about to be released, and Lian Wuxia would also exit the magic circle.In the blink of an eye, there was only a clear chirping that broke through the miasma, and the majestic aura filled the sky and covered the earth. The magic circle that had been impregnable a moment ago shattered, and the bared iron smashed to the ground like a pocket before it could even utter a wail. Annoyed.The overwhelming palm force did not dissipate, instead it passed Lian Wuxia who was still in mid-air, and whizzed towards the young man who was about to draw the bow.

"Evil demon dare!" After the demon miasma receded, the mountains and forests were still pitch black, but Lian Emei flew out of it, like a shooting star flying across the sky, the whole person exuded the light of majesty, and the fairy posture was awe-inspiring. , not to stare at.

Lian Wuxia was stunned.Lian Emei obviously misunderstood, but he didn't have time to explain in a hurry, he could only watch his mother's furious palm slap on the defenseless young man, his heart was full of anxiety and sorrow.

"Good palm technique! But is it too big to use against a half-grown child?" Amidst the murderous intent, a voice suddenly broke in with a smile. Following the sound of this voice, the young man was suddenly pulled away from the battlefield , and at the same time another palm force that is not inferior to Lian Emei's power brazenly greets him.The two palms faced each other, and there was a sudden earthquake, and the trees toppled over while the monsters howled and fled. The not-so-low Mount Taiwu was shaken open a bottomless abyss by the devastating palm force.

Lian Emei snorted coldly, Lian Wuxia had already been pulled out by her to protect her behind, even though she was born to be very calm, she was also very frightened by the shocking battle just now, she just hid behind her mother with a pale face, and her little hands subconsciously He tightly clenched the corner of his mother's robe, not daring to let go for a long time.

The wind and sand gradually stopped, and the cloudy moon in the sky gradually revealed a thin and curved line, and the gloomy and indifferent light fell down, reflecting the figure of a person.This is a rare and handsome young man with a Confucian scarf and folding fan, and classic Confucian attire.Wearing an extremely bright red Confucian shirt, it should look too feminine on others, but on him, it adds a three-point masculinity to the very handsome man, making his face like a peach petal and his brows full of affection, Every move is full of elegance and elegance.He half-shielded the young man behind his back, his expression seemed to be a smile but not a smile, but when his brows were horizontal, it was clearly a sharp killing intent like a blade.

"This dog actually shot and killed my daughter with a strong bow and crossbow. His thoughts are so cruel that everyone can kill him!" Lian Emei scolded, but his expression became serious.Judging by the power of Shicai's palm, the cultivation base of the visitor is by no means inferior to hers. If there is a real fight, the outcome is unpredictable.She was fine on her own, but her adopted daughter was still with her, and with her flawless cultivation, she was obviously no match for that young man.

Unexpectedly, the scribe in red looked strange for a moment, and glanced at Lian Wuxia who was hiding behind Lian Emei: "Cultivators also have children?"

This topic is really too frivolous, Lian Emei was furious and scolded: "Don't change the subject!"

The red-clothed scribe covered half of his face with a wave of his folding fan: "Master, this temper is really..." Before Lian Emei could say anything, he quickly turned his head and said to the young man, "Didn't I tell you to eat that greedy mouth randomly?" Is it possible to catch the bared iron? How did you offend this teacher's...cough, daughter?"

The young man was also startled by the confrontation between the two masters just now. Seeing that the two sides were at war, the red-clothed scribe suddenly asked himself such a question in his busy schedule. Incompetence, let Yan Tie run into that little teacher's magic circle. The child is incompetent, and he has lost his father's face, please punish him!"

Lian Emei's face became colder when he heard the words.Let's not mention how strange it is that this seemingly young scholar in red has such a big son, just talk about the content of the young man's words... "So you threatened my daughter with a bow in order to seize the monster!" ?” she said coldly.

"Master's words are wrong." The scholar in red patted the young man's shoulder to comfort him, "How do you know that my son Zhang Gong is threatening your daughter to hand over the monster, not saving her?"

Lian Emei raised his eyebrows and wanted to continue the theory, but the child behind him gently pulled his sleeves.She turned her head and saw that Lian Wuxia was close to her leg, and looked up at her with round and clear eyes.Lian Emei opened his palm knowingly, and saw that Lian Wuxia quickly let go of the hand holding Lian Emei's sleeve, wrote a line on her palm, quickly put it back, and tightly grasped the corner of her clothes .

The lunar eclipse, the barren iron mutation, he is to save me.

Lian Emei read the words in his palm, and his expression eased: "It turns out that the son took action to help my daughter, but I was too arbitrary." In fact, with her wisdom, she would not be so hasty, but saw that Lian Wuxia was in a dangerous place. There was a moment of chaos, and then he shot out indiscriminately, almost hurting innocent people.

"Master is eager to love her daughter, I can understand it." The scholar in red smiled lightly, "It's just that I came a little late just now, my son may have turned into the dead soul of Master's palm."

"It's my fault." Lian Emei was not hesitant to admit his fault, "However, I have practiced for many years, and I have never heard of a world-shaking master like Your Excellency appearing in the Four Realms, and the aura on your son's body is too strong. It's special." The boy's body covered up his aura in a special way, but Lian Emei's spiritual sense is so strong that he can almost see the strong demonic aura on him at a glance.The aura of the scholar in red is normal, but with this person's cultivation level, it is easy to cover up his aura.

Such a peerless master, with a not weak monster, and claiming to be the father of the other party, this matter is not normal in any way.

The scribe in red shook his fan. The temperature in the mountains was quite cold, but he fanned himself coquettishly with a calm face: "My little Sanxian, of course, is not seen by those earth-shattering big shots, and may not be taken by those big shots. You can see it in your eyes. How can an idler afford such praise from the teacher?"

Doesn't this person belong to any party?Lian Emei thought to himself, although he still had doubts in his heart, his face was much gentler: "Your Excellency is too modest."

"I'm telling the truth." The scribe in red blinked and said sincerely. After a pause, he said again, "I'm just really curious. I would like to ask a question. How can a cultivator cut off his emotions and desires and not be stained with the world of mortals?" Have children?"

This time, Lian Emei was not angry, nor did she say much, only said two words: "Yi Nu."

The scholar in red knew it, and subconsciously cast a quick glance at the young man behind him.The young man who was buried in self-blame didn't see it, but Lian Emei saw it clearly, and couldn't help guessing for a while—could the young man be like Wuxia, and he was also the foster son adopted by scribes?In this way, it can also explain why the youth has a devilish aura while the red-clothed scribe has the same aura as a human being.

Thinking of this, and seeing that the young man's expression is full of admiration for his father, which is similar to when Lian Wuxia looked at her, Lian Emei also has a bit of affection for this scribe.Therefore, when the scribe said the phrase "I bring my dog ​​to Mount Taiwu to practice, and it is really a destiny to meet the mother and daughter of the master, why not go together?", Lian Emei acquiesced.

The two parties originally met by chance, and the procedure of connecting names and surnames was omitted, but the scholar in red was very familiar with himself, calling back and forth for the young man to chop wood and make a fire to make tea, holding the teacup and constantly praised: " I'm not bragging, in terms of caring, no one in the world can give a ten if a dog scores a nine - well, this tea smells so good, he's worthy of being a good son of my father!" Then he tapped the boy with a folding fan "Daddy is hungry, go hunt some prey and come back."

The young man has been tense since he failed to hunt and catch the iron. He was praised by his father for a long time before turning back a little. When he heard this order, his eyes lit up and he vowed: "This time, my child will definitely not let Daddy Disappointed!" As he spoke, he walked away quickly with a bow and arrow on his back.

It wasn't until the young man's shadow had completely disappeared into the night that the scholar in red sighed softly. Feeling Lian Emei's gaze, he smiled back and said in a low voice: "The dog is good at everything, but he is too disrespectful to himself. confidence."

It is clear to practice Emei.After getting along for a while, she could tell that the young man seemed to have some problems with his legs and feet, but this problem was nothing compared to his psychological low self-esteem.It seems that a pinpoint mistake can be magnified into a huge failure in the eyes of the young man, and his trembling like walking on thin ice makes him in a tense state almost all the time.And the source of the pressure the young man put on himself is probably this too good father.

Fortunately, Lian Wuxia didn't have this problem.Although I can't speak, but in terms of caring, my daughter is much better than the boy, and the tea she cooks by self-taught is also many times better than the boy's. Of course, these practiced Emei will not tell outsiders .But if you insist on looking for shortcomings, the only shortcoming of Lian Wuxia is probably that she pays too much attention to herself as her mother and neglects herself too much.Lian Emei could almost imagine that one day he would ascend to the fairy world by himself, and Lian Wuxia, who was left alone, might be so panic-stricken that he didn't know how to live.

Sure enough, being a father or a mother is not an easy task.

Thinking of this, Lian Emei glanced at the scholar in red with concern, who nodded with a smile, and his eyes fell on Lian Wuxia, who had been sleeping for a long time beside her, and for some reason lost his mind.At this moment, the aura of heaven and earth is still cloudy, and the little girl's face is still covered with a veil that blocks the poisonous miasma, but the pupils under her eyelids can't stop moving, and the little fists half covered by her sleeves are clenched tightly.

The scribe retracted his gaze: "Your love seems to have had a nightmare?"

The author has something to say: Scholar in red: My son is smart, sensible, filial, and virtuous. He can go to the hunting ground and get the kitchen, and he has face when he comes out. The only shortcoming is that he takes me too seriously. Oh, ah, a father I'm a little embarrassed!

Author Bacteria: Enough is enough for you...

Lian Emei: My daughter is smarter, more sensible, more filial and more virtuous than your son, and she is more dependent on me, but I can enjoy myself, so I won’t use it to show off to anyone, superficial!

Author Bacteria: ...you are all enough...

By the way, thank you Meng Xiaotong for mine, mua a mouthful~~