Tai'an County, Tai'an Prefecture, Yongning Village.

It is already spring in March, and the weather north of the Central Plains has been generally sunny for many days. This small village located 12 miles south of the foot of Mount Tai has a pleasant climate.

The village houses are built in a circular shape and arranged in an orderly manner on the shallow circular hills. In the middle, there is a spacious flat dam. In the middle, there is a one-meter-high stone statue standing one meter high in the middle. The statue is an old man standing tall on a high platform, wearing a long robe, with his left hand behind, and his long beard in his right hand, looking at the east with a desolate look. It seems that the statue seems to have experienced many years of wind and rain, and some dark green moss has grown on the east and west. The index finger of the left hand behind it was broken, which looks more like it has been damaged by man.

Not far below the statue, a man and a woman were making wooden swords with gestures. The man looked in his early twenties. Although the woman looked a little older, she was also in her prime. The two of them looked sharp and their legs were very fast. Although they were dismantling each opponent with every move without any perfunctory, they were both afraid that they would hurt the other party by mistake. Wherever the wooden swords went, they would stop.

At a certain moment, the braid behind the man's head suddenly swung to the front of him with the master's swing, which happened to block his vision, causing his movements to appear a little slow. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the woman's sharp eyes flashed, and she took the man's wooden sword with agility, made a gesture of a sword to seal the throat and stopped her hand. Then, the woman smiled brightly like a flower and said, "Hahaha, you lost again today. This is the 48th time in a row, right?"

The man named Zhengye nodded his mouth and pointed his fingers behind his head, saying unconvinced: "Hmph, Sister Jiamei, do you know why I lost to you? Just now, my braid was just right here, blocking my sight. My swordsmanship has improved a lot. If it weren't for this little accident, I would never have lost to you!"

"Hahaha, you're still stubborn! You want me to tell me, even if you don't have braids, you are not my opponent at the moment." After laughing, the woman named Jiamei said seriously again, "Besides, when you really get on the battlefield, will your opponent give you another chance because of your accident?"

Zhengye picked up the wooden sword from the ground and sighed: "If it weren't for the court's mandate, who would have liked to keep this braid? Alas, you women have an advantage, or it's better to be a bald man!"

Jiamei laughed and said, "If that's the case, I see which girl is willing to marry you!"

Zhengye glanced at Jiamei with a thief and said with a wicked smile: "As our men, it doesn't matter if we get married later, but you women won't be able to... Sister Jiamei, didn't I say you, you are twenty-four years old, aren't you really planning to find a man to marry?"

Jiamei made a helpless look, looked up at the statue, and sighed, "Who thought that she was so old and still alone? However, we finally waited for the awakening of the descendants of the Immortal Master. It is a good time to lead the tribe members back to the hometown of Laoshan. With this mission, how can we let our ancestors down because of the love of our children?"

Zhengye was about to say something, when a young man suddenly emerged from behind the statue, jumped off the platform with a crazy smile, and without saying a word, he hugged Jiamei tightly in his arms.

Because the man's strong momentum was caught off guard, Jiamei was thrown to the ground in an instant. The man did not look restrained, but instead grabbed Jiamei's chest unrestrainedly and jokingly said: "It's okay, Jiamei, let alone twenty-four years old, so what if you are thirty-four years old? You are so beautiful, I will always wait for you!"

Seeing that his sister was humiliated, Zhengye instantly turned red with anger and shouted: "Luo Maodian, let go of my sister!"

"Let me go!" Jiamei couldn't bear it and desperately leaned on the hand of the man named Lao Maodian on the ground.

The two were in a stalemate, so Jiamei changed her strategy and only grabbed Lao Maodian's right index finger and pulled it back desperately.

"Oh! It hurts! I was wrong. I was wrong!" In the severe pain, Luo Maodian had to let go of his hand holding Jiamei. Jiamei then let go of Lao Maodian.

The two of them got up from the ground, and Jiamei quickly returned to Zhengye's side, stared at Lao Maodian with her eyes fiercely and said, "You guy, have you been hiding behind the statue of the Immortal Master just now and peeking at us?"

Rao Maodian covered his right index finger and rubbed it while showing bitter expression on his face: "Yes... so what?"

Zhengye said angrily: "The statue of the immortal master is so holy, how can you allow someone like you to climb and blaspheme?"

"Hmph, Lao Zhengye, Lao Jiamei, don't pretend to be righteous. What's wrong with me crawling into the statue?" The pain of Lao Maodian's finger gradually eased, and the pain gradually faded. He turned to look at Lao Zhengye with a glare, "Especially you, you are the least qualified to say to me! Don't ask why, anyway, I don't know who broke the fingers of the statue of the immortal master?"

"Speak straight and don't be so sarcastic." Lao Zhengye said in a straight voice, "I admit that the immortal master's finger was indeed broken, but I climbed up to help the immortal master clean the moss. It was out of kindness, and it was different from someone like you who like to play tricks!"

Luo Maodian said disdainfully: "I don't think it's different... OK, it's just a broken statue, I love it. I just asked: Lao Jiamei, if I formally come to your house to propose marriage, will you marry me or not?"

Before Lao Jiamei answered, Lao Zhengye first maintained his sister and said, "Are you kidding? Our ancestors have rules - not marrying the same surname! You can't rely on your own son to break the rules set by our ancestors, right?"

"Hmph, who asked you? I'm talking to Jiamei!" Lao Maodian glanced at Lao Zhengye contemptuously, then looked at Lao Jiamei and said, "I want to listen to you in person."

Lao Jiamei said coldly Ruobingshuang: "Don't say that your surname is Lao, even if it is not this surname, who would be willing to marry you if someone like you?"

Rao Maodian was choked by a word, and his expression was depressed for a while before he said sadly: "Jiamei, don't be angry, I...I really like you...at least, you can give me a chance to pursue you, okay?"

Lao Jiamei shook her head and said, "Sorry, Lao Maodian, I think you heard our conversation just now. I said, now we have a mission, and I will not consider the matter of love between children before the mission is completed..." Then, she sighed helplessly and said, "You go, I will not tell you about what happened today. I hope you will be more respectful in the future. Even if you don't care about yourself, don't ruin the reputation of the village chief."

"Mission? Haha..." Lao Maodian pulled the corners of his mouth and said contemptuously, "Now in this world, the mountains and rivers are broken, and people's hearts are not old. It is Amitabha's business to be able to eat and live with fullness. How many people have taken Laushi's mission to heart?"

Lao Jiamei refuted: "It is because there are more and more selfish people like you among the descendants of the Immortal Master that the whole village has ruined the atmosphere! Whoever you want to give up the Immortal Master's last wish is your business, but please don't be a shame for those of us who are still willing to fight for it."

"Fight hard? Hum..." Lao Maodian smiled disapprovingly, "By the way, you just said, who has awakened in our Lao family, right? Are you referring to the power of purification? Haha, who is so lucky? Tell me quickly..."

"Oh? Did I say the word 'awakening'?" Lao Jiamei smiled meaningfully and replied, "Oh, yes, yes, yes, I seem to have said it, but I didn't say the power of purification. I mean, Zhengye and I have made great progress in martial arts through day after day practice, and this is what we understand as 'awakening'. You don't think so, I'll say that next time."

"Oh, that's right..." Lao Maodian nodded thoughtfully and snorted coldly, "You like to dance with swords and swords, then do it, but I want to tell you that practicing this thing is useless these days! We can't go back, and we will never go back to Laoshan!"

Lao Jiamei replied coldly: "Are you finished talking? After you finish talking, go back and don't disturb us in practicing."

As he was speaking, an old man's voice came from afar: "Maodian, come back soon, a guest is here."

Lao Maodian also knew that there would be no good result if he continued to confront the two of them, so he gave himself a step and said, "My father is calling me." Then, he ran towards the direction he was in response to the old man.

After Lao Maodian ran away, Lao Zhengye muttered: "It's true, what a good mood I was in, I was depressed by this guy."

However, Lao Jiamei's emotions did not fluctuate at all. She patted Lao Zhengye's shoulder and chuckled, "It's okay, don't take it to heart. Let's go back to practice the piano and change your mood."
Chapter completed!