"Old lady."

Boss Meishan stumed Lao Liu, and Lao Liu reacted and quickly lowered his head and bowed his fists. He only received the word "man".

"Mother, why don't you find a servant to accompany you and come out alone?" Yang Jian tried to squeeze out a smile, feeling something was wrong, and looked around and said, "It's windy outside, I'd better help you go back to your room and talk."

In front of the Meishan brothers, Yao Ji would naturally give Yang Jian some face and warmly receive everyone, looking amiable and without any abnormality.

Only Yang Jian felt that this kindness was actually the tranquility before the storm. Erlang Shen, who was not afraid of the world, seemed to recall the family atmosphere of the "stricken mother and kind father" when he was a child. At that time, he had a naughty personality and often caused trouble outside.

Whenever I go home with my friends, my mother smiles and waves goodbye to other friends, closes the door and breaks a bamboo strip to suck his butt.

A trace of nostalgia and a trace of fear that came from the depths of memory emerged in my heart for no reason.

However, every time I blocked my mother, my father and elder brother who pleaded for him had already died tragically at the hands of heaven; my mother also became old since she lost her immortality, and her health was getting worse day by day.

Before, Yao Ji didn't let Cunxin wait for Yang Jian and the others to return at the door, because she didn't want Yang Jian to take his anger for Cunxin. But for Cunxin, it would be too rude to let her mother-in-law be alone outside and hide in the house by herself.

So I could only pace back and forth in the room, stopping from time to time to pay attention to the movement at the door.

Seeing Yang Jian supporting Yao Ji in the door, Cunxin lowered her head and tidyed up her clothes, smoothed her hair, and greeted her from the room with a smile, holding Yao Ji, and looked at everyone with great interest: "Second Master, are you back? How about it, how about it? Have the monsters been removed?"

The appearance of Cunxin eased the strange atmosphere. Meishan Lao Liu felt relieved and said proudly: "Get rid of it. With the second master, how many monsters can be eliminated?"

Cun Xin smiled and said, "It's great. I'll serve you wine to celebrate."

Boss Meishan wanted to say goodbye, but was kept by Cunxin and said, "I finally came here, how could I not have a good time with my second master before leaving? Is it right? You entertain the guests and I will help my mother back to the room."

Yao Ji nodded and smiled, "Cunxin said, it's not easy for you to get rid of demons in this trip, so let's stay for a meal before leaving."

Since the elders spoke, the Meishan brothers naturally could not refuse.

Yao Ji patted Yang Jian's back of his hand and said in a gentle tone: "I'll come to our yard after the work is over. I have something to say."

Looking at the familiar light flashing in Yao Ji's turbid eyes, Yang Jian's heart skipped a beat and glanced at the side of Cunxin. How could he not know that she was making trouble here?

The wine and food were ready soon. Cunxin sent Yao Ji back to her room and went to the front hall to pour wine for them.

After hearing about the extermination of ten big monsters and hundreds of little monsters, she once again developed her little thoughts and tentatively said: "How about eliminating so many monsters at once, why don't you report to the Heavenly Court?"

Yang Jian frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "Didn't I tell you last time? We are eliminating demons for the people, not eliminating demons for the heavenly court, why should we report them to him?"

Cunxin disagreed and said, "But, after making such a great contribution, you must let the Heavenly Court know."

Yang Jian had a slight dissatisfaction on his face and asked back: "Why do you have to let them know?"

Cunxin said anxiously: "Second Master, are you really willing to stay in Guanjiangkou all the time?"

Yang Jian understood that Cunxin wanted him to "motivate". Although he had not found the "idea" he really yearned for, Cunxin's "official-oriented" thought was definitely not what he wanted.

Yang Jian put down the wine cup and stopped talking.

Lao Liu sneered and said disdainfully: "Now they want to make us laugh while we are asleep. Let's go and curry favor with them? Sister-in-law, you don't know yet. Heaven is at Guanjiangkou, Meishan and Huashan stationed tens of thousands of soldiers."

Cunxin was stunned for a moment, then figured it out, and said more anxiously: "So, we should let the Heavenly Court know that we are dedicated to serving the Heavenly Court, and we have no other intentions."

Cunxin's idea of ​​being honest and loyal to the Heavenly Court immediately angered Yang Jian.

Yang Jian's face suddenly became gloomy.

The eldest brother Yang Jiao and his father Yang Tianyou both died under the order of the Jade Emperor. If Zhou Ji had not arrived in time, even his mother Yao Ji would have been sunburned to death by the top ten golden crows.

Even if his mother lets go of such a deep hatred, he will never forgive the Jade Emperor.

Yang Jian slapped the wine cup at his hand and said angrily: "Who wants to serve him!"

When Cunxin was yelled like this, her nose became sore and her eyes suddenly turned red. She stared at Yang Jian for a long time, and suddenly stood up and left the table.

After this noisy, the atmosphere became solemn again.

The Meishan brothers looked at each other. Yang Jian and the others were not very good at talking too much, so they could only drink the wine with him and say goodbye to the mountain forest manor outside Guanjiangkou.

Yang Jian saw the Meishan brothers away, looked up at the full moon in the sky, dissipated the alcoholic smell on his body, stood in the middle of the corridor, looked at the new house on one side, and then looked at the small courtyard where his mother was, sighed, and walked towards his mother.

Yao Ji sat in the yard, obviously waiting for him for a long time, and there was still sobering soup prepared for him on the table.

"This is specially sent by Cunxin."

Yang Jian was stunned when he heard this, pursed his lips, sat down and took a sip.

Although Yang Jian was not chasing the yard with his mother twitching his butt this time, he was caught and gave a heartfelt preaching. He mocked him for having so long and knowing to go home. He also advised him to take time to spend more time with him. Running a family requires the couple to work together, and it is not that he can become a good husband by just having a marriage.

Yao Ji's preaching has many similarities with Zhou Ji's previous persuasion. Yang Jian listened to it, but didn't know how to do it.

After all, it was his first time getting married and he had no experience.

In Zhou Ji's original idea, Yao Ji, as a "experienced person", should have resolved the backlog of conflicts between Yang Jian and Cun Xin.

But what Zhou Ji did not expect was that as Yao Ji felt that her life span was almost gone, she was worried that the two would repeat the same mistakes after she left, so she intervened more and more in the marriage of Yang Jian and Cunxin.

Yang Jian naturally did not dare to have any objection to his mother, but he gradually became dissatisfied with his innocence.

He thought that no matter what happened to Cunxin, he would ask his mother for support as long as he had a little conflict with him.

A little bit of contradictions accumulate over time.

Spring goes and autumn comes, and flowers bloom and fade.

The flowers bloom every year in the Taoyuan in the Three Holy Mothers Palace. Every season, nearby pilgrims will come to enjoy the flowers. As the young man who is traveling with his parents becomes a young man, marry and have children, he brings his wife and children to the peach forest outside the palace to enjoy the flowers.

Fifteen years have passed in a flash.

The Heavenly Court stayed in Huashan. Although the troops at Guanjiangkou and Meishan changed defenses, they still kept a close eye on the movements in the three places.

Yang Jian relied on his own strength to be unafraid of this. He continued to take the Meishan brothers around to siege the demons. Occasionally, under the reminder of his mother, he accompanied Cunxin and escorted her back to the West Sea to visit the Dragon King and Queen of the West Sea.

An unknown cave deep in Mount Hua.

The innate spiritual energy that was condensed as solid slowly gathered, and a vague figure appeared in the white fog.

‘If you don’t know the sun and the moon in practice, it’s been a thousand years in a blink of an eye.’

Zhou Ji opened his eyes slowly, and his deep eyes as deep as abyss slowly gathered a light of inspiration.

It is not difficult to practice the Pitian Divine Palm. Even if it is not the "pure mind" as Yu Ding Zhenren said, he can practice normally.

During this period, Zhou Ji used the chaotic energy connected by the four square array diagram to refine the first two styles of the Sky-Splitting Divine Palm that he had learned. Although he had not started practicing the third style, the first two styles that were enough to split the chaotic energy have been separated from the martial arts master who watched the waterfall and deduced it, becoming the real "Splitting Divine Palm".

This time I was in seclusion for fifteen years, and I don’t know what happened outside. I am afraid I will have to wait hundreds of years when I wake up next time.

After a brief adjustment, Zhou Ji originally planned to continue practicing the next seven stances in the same way. He raised his eyes and looked at the direction of the cave entrance, pondered for a moment, turned into a stream of light and disappeared, and appeared outside the cave in an instant.

Facing the warm spring breeze, the long-lost warm sun shines on Zhou Ji's face, making people feel relaxed unconsciously.

Zhou Ji closed his eyes slightly, and a faint fragrance came to his face. When he opened his eyes, a pink petal just floated past his eyes.

"Is this peach blossom?"

Zhou Ji opened his palms and the petals fell to his palms. When he turned around, he found that there were a few peach trees scattered on the originally slightly desolate cliffs. Some of them had thick trunks and looked lush and leafy. They had been planted for more than ten years, and some were slightly slender and obviously smaller.

Among them, there is a small sapling that has just grown tender green branches and leaves. It should have been planted for a short time and has not yet grown buds.

Zhou Ji's eyes swept over and saw that there were exactly fifteen peach trees of all sizes, and it was obvious that someone had planted them specially.

As for who it is

Zhou Ji's mouth raised slightly, revealing a slight smile.

Zhou Ji's figure shook, through the clouds and fog, and came to the Palace of the Three Holy Mothers at the foot of Mount Hua.

As you can see, peach trees are planted on the hillside outside the palace, and tourists come to enjoy the flowers everywhere.

"It seems that the peach trees outside the cave were all transplanted from their own palace, right?"

Zhou Ji looked at Taoyuan behind the palace and shook his head. With a thought, he calmed down his breath and pretended to be an ordinary pilgrimage to go to the palace.

Yang Chan has been protecting the surrounding people over the years, so the palace is full of incense, and pilgrims from all over the world come to worship the Three Holy Mothers.

Three sandalwoods were pulled out from the sleeve. Zhou Ji wanted to make a joke with Yang Chan. When he looked up at the graceful and dignified and gorgeous statue of the Three Holy Mother, he suddenly found that there was only a trace of divine thoughts for warning in the statue. Yang Chan himself was not here.

Zhou Ji showed confusion on his face, turned around and walked out of the hall, looking for the backyard of the palace.

However, he searched all the Three Holy Mothers Palaces but couldn't find Yang Chan.

Zhou Ji had no choice but to return to the hall and look at the statues of the Three Holy Mother in front of him.

Since the divine thought is here and the thunder pattern has not been triggered, it means that she is not in danger now, but I don’t know why she is not here and where she has gone?

Zhou Ji smiled casually and shook his head.

Forget it~ It was out of a momentary intention that I broke through the barrier in the middle. Since I couldn’t tease Yang Chan, then forget it.

Zhou Ji took two steps forward and inserted the sandalwood in his hand into the incense burner. He turned around and walked out of the hall. While walking down the steps, he looked back at the statue of Yang Chan, who was lingering in the blue smoke, turned into a stream of light and rose up and flew towards the cliff of the back mountain.

Shortly after Zhou Ji left, a white figure fell from the sky and walked on the mountain road with a dull look. The peach forests near the mountain road were full of tourists coming for a walk. The laughter and joy from time to time woke her up from her loss of consciousness.

Turning around, a pair of siblings ran and played among the falling petals in the sky. The parents stood under the tree with a smile, looking at their children with doting faces.

Unconsciously, Yang Chan's vision became blurred. She raised her sleeve to wipe the tears at the corners of her eyes. Yang Chan took a breath, brushed her sleeve and took off the Ma Yi and Mother belt from her head. A drop of tears swayed on her long eyelashes, dripping, as if she was carrying the gravity of thousands of pounds, which made Yang Chan almost unable to hold Ma Yi and Mother belt.

She was in a daze and didn't know when she would return to the palace, and she didn't care about the 100,000 heavenly soldiers lurking around Huashan.

Looking up at the distant peak of Huashan Mountain hidden in the clouds, Yang Chan suddenly felt an unprecedented impulse in her heart.

She wanted to meet Brother Zhou, and now it is now.
To be continued...