Chapter 101 Above the limit, there is more scenery
The family of three only had fun when the morning sun was rising.
Xu Yangcuo patted Xu Qingmu, who had been wronged all these years, and said softly:
"sorry."
Xu Qingmu was obviously a little drunk, not because of the alcohol, but because of the general gentleness of this family, which really made him reluctant to sober up.
If the world is like this, who will go to Jiuxiao Palace?
The father and son drank together. Xu Qingmu lowered his glass slightly and said to King Xu Yan: "In the past in Funiu Town, I always squatted at other people's windows and watched them drink during the New Year. At that time, I didn't understand why, as a son, I would
The wine glass is slightly lower..."
Xu Qingmu raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, exhaled a breath of hot breath, and continued:
"Now I understand, if the wine glass is low, you should be respectful. This is the rule of the younger generation towards their elders."
King Xu Yan also drank the wine in the glass, with a look of joy on his face and his hand holding the wine glass trembling slightly.
"Not really. Since ancient times, the etiquette of drinking wine has been very great, and there are many differences in different places. The person who raises the wine glass for the superior does not rely on his height, but has other purposes."
"When sharing wine with others, the person with the higher glass may be the elder of the family or one or two of them. These people have the intention of protecting the lower ones. Furthermore, some elders in the family will deliberately raise the glass when drinking with the leader of the clan.
The mouth allows the luck of the family to flow into the body of the clan members."
Xu Qingmu understood clearly that water flowed from high to low, and so did the luck.
The father and son sat across from each other and filled their wine glasses again.
Looking at Xu Qingmu, who has become more and more angular, a different kind of warmth that I have never experienced in these years wells up in my heart.
very nice.
Queen Cao, who was sitting next to her, gradually relaxed her eyebrows. Listening to some of the past events told by her son Xu Qingmu, her brows were furrowed, her eyes were worried, sometimes she was angry, and sometimes she sighed. This son who had been abandoned since he was a child was really suffering.
.
But she had no choice. Over the years, her worries had become more and more serious.
As the mistress of Lilan Palace and one of the guardians of Shengxian Terrace for generations, there are some things that are far more important than her own wealth and life. Looking at King Xu Yan beside her, there is endless worry and sorrow in her eyes.
Xu Qingmu toasted King Xu Yan again and said, "Dad, my dear, I toast you."
King Xu Yan's hand holding the wine glass shook again, almost spilling the wine, and his voice trembled slightly: "Hey, good boy..."
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The morning sun finally shone in, and the paper windows could not block the enthusiasm of the new students. The family of three in the inn finally got up.
"Qing Mu, is there any hope for the battle of heaven and earth in one year?"
Xu Qingmu straightened his clothes, pinned back the hairpin engraved with "A gentleman will not save you" given by Lin Zhenbei, and said to King Xu Yan: "Don't worry, Dad, I have confidence."
King Xu Yan's eyes were full of relief, and the eyes of Queen Cao were also infinitely gentle.
But when he said goodbye to Xu Qingmu and King Xu Yan stepped out of the inn again, his eyes were filled with worry. He held Queen Cao's hand and said, "How long is left?"
Cao Yuqiu put his eyes on King Xu Yan's left wrist. It wasn't until he saw the bright red flower that he felt slightly relieved:
"Ming, there is only more than a year left..."
King Xu Yan, who was called Ming, had some self-mockery in his eyes: "Yu Qiu, it was the right decision for you to send Xu Qingmu away, but in the remaining year or so, I don't know if Qingmu can really grow up.
....."
Cao Yuqiu was just about to speak when he saw the same red flower mark on King Xu Yan's left wrist as on Xu Qingmu's left foot, transferred to his right hand. Then his tone became colder: "Your Majesty, it's time to return to the palace."
King Xu Yan, whose face showed no change, nodded slightly and walked away.
Never looked back.
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In the far north, there is a stone tablet with the inscription: Qing Ming Bei You.
The font is in seal script, engraved with sword energy, and the font is free and elegant, giving it an unruly and unruly feel.
An old man who looked like a scholar stood in the sky and said to the cracked stone tablet: "Beast, have you forgotten the teachings of the saints who suppressed you back then? Now that it is only a thousand years, you can't hold it back anymore. You are really stubborn!"
A jeering laughter floated out from the stone tablet:
"The teachings of the sage have suppressed our race here for thousands of years, while you hypocrites with only superficial appearance are enjoying themselves leisurely in the vast world. Is this what your human race calls morality?"
The old scholar snorted coldly:
"It's your own fault, who can you blame?"
The voice in the crack became sharp and fierce: "The king of our clan has come to the world. In less than a year and a half, he will be able to completely rule the world! When the time comes, I will see how you can survive without dying!"
There was worry in the old scholar's eyes, but now he took out a snow-white brush from his hand, bit his fingertips and sprinkled blood into the air, and dipped the pen in the blood.
"I, Liang Hao, use my role as a matchmaker and paint with blood to sacrifice this formation! There is no room in this world for you to be so presumptuous!"
As the blood-colored runes around him continued to be completed, the old master in the eye of the formation quickly shriveled up as if his energy had been exhausted. A disdainful voice came from the cracks:
"Blood Spirit Array?! How long can it last? It's nothing more than an earthworm shaking a tree."
Liang Hao thought of the young man's eyebrows, the phrase "get up and do it", and thought of Lin Zhenbei's "I don't want to live for the rest of my life", and suddenly burst into laughter. The younger generation in this world is very good, very good!
With an explosion, Liang Hao instantly turned into a ball of blood mist, all of which was absorbed by the floating, snow-white Xiao Yu, and then inserted straight into the stone tablet.
The cracks on the stone tablet continue to decrease, although they are very small.
A drop of blood emerged from the pen, fell to the ground, and bloomed into a flower.
There are many swords to kill in the world, but who says there is no husband in the writing?
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In the South China Sea, a fishing boat was traveling on the sea and encountered a sudden storm.
The waves were thousands of feet high but did not fall. The fishermen were so surprised that they punted their boats and fled.
Behind the huge waves, there is a big demon who opens his eyes and looks at the world. There is a man standing on top of the big demon's head. He is covered in a long blue robe and his hands are behind his back. But it is not like human eyes, with vertical pupils and golden light. The man in green shirt stomps his feet slightly,
The big demon immediately rose into the sky, its body a hundred feet squirming, and waves splashed.
The fishermen who punted the boat were unable to dodge and were overturned by the huge waves. When they turned around, they saw a giant python with half of its body sticking out of the water. Its scales were as big as a basin and it had six horns on its head. It spit out scarlet snake letters and made a hissing sound, accompanied by huge waves.
Horrible and abnormal.
The fisherman was in shock, and suddenly a big hand behind his back lifted him up in the air. He turned around and looked at it. There was no hair on top of his head, but there were two fishes of yin and yang hovering, which was very mysterious.
Just as the fisherman was about to speak, the bald Taoist slashed his neck with a knife and he fainted immediately.
"Forget this. Ignorance is also a blessing."
Then the lotus flowers flew up under his feet and he took the fishermen away. The bald Taoist looked at the giant python: "Long time no see, Qiu Chi."
The man in green shirt standing on top of the giant python stepped out, and the surface of the South China Sea calmed down instantly. Then, the man in green shirt, known as Qiu Chi, stepped out of thin air and slowly came towards the bald Taoist:
"I didn't expect that in the course of three thousand years, you would not be able to catch the three reincarnations that Li Yue sent you. It's really sad."
The man in green shirt snorted coldly and continued:
"The sky is about to open and the world is about to be in chaos. Why did you come to the South China Sea to protect Cao Tong in his last life? Could it be that you want me to hand over the Chi Pearl and give that villain a chance to survive?"
The Taoist clasped his hands together, turned his eyes into a swastika shape, and looked at the person in front of him:
"Qiu Chi, can I exchange my life for your promise?"
The hundred-foot-long giant python's eyes were full of fierceness, and even the man in green clothes showed greed in his eyes. He spit out his scarlet tongue. The green-shirted Qiu Chi looked at the old Taoist:
"No regrets?"
"No regrets!"
"OK!"
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Lu Sancun, who was sitting opposite Gou Ju, suddenly stood up and stared in the direction of the South China Sea with a gloomy expression.
"Master, what's wrong?"
Lu Sancun frowned slightly and said to himself: "Whatever I do is my own business in the human world. The two of you are a demon clan and the other is a down-and-out god. You seem to be taking over the host by acting like this in front of me. ah."
Gou Ju stood up: "Master, do you want me to go?"
Lu Sancun withdrew his gaze and shook his head: "You haven't reached the realm of knowing your destiny yet, so there's no point in going there."
Gou Ju understood clearly in his heart. He remembered that the eldest daughter Cai Nannan's realm had been soaring. Although she had only merged with the Nine Heavens, she was already a swordsman in the realm of knowing fate. There was a smile on his lips. But soon, he seemed to have thought of something. He said to Lu Sancun:
"Master, my little son..."
Gou Ju had two children. The eldest daughter had her mother's surname, and the younger son had his own surname. When the younger son was born, a vision came from the sky, and there was a flash flood and the river flowing back. So Gou Ju found three inches of reeds to pray for. Ways to overcome disasters.
But Lu Sancun was going to give away the baby that night, and said that he would return his son fifteen years later. Of course he had no objection to Gou Ju, who always obeyed his master, but he just felt that he owed his mother-in-law. From then on, He became even more obedient to his mother-in-law.
Now that the fifteen-year deadline is approaching, I don't know how my youngest son is doing now. Gou Ju, who was feeling anxious in his heart, asked.
Lu Sancun pinched the five-inch snake on his arm. The snake was in pain, but it did not dare to open its mouth and bite Lu Sancun. He could only roll his eyes, move his body up, and continue to sleep soundly.
"Don't worry, Gou Zhugou will stay here."
The child's name is Gouzhu.
However, within the body of the five-inch-long little snake, there is a huge fiery red space. There is a red-haired boy, with hair floating like a torch, red eyebrows standing straight, and glowing light overflowing from the slits of his closed eyes.
He is born with a favorable environment for his ears.
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In the afternoon, Xu Qingmu raised his sword in the courtyard of the inn, and happened to meet Fu Xiansheng who came to watch. Looking at the young man in front of him, he remembered his senior brother in a trance.
I used to be like this, obsessed with swords.
But in the end, Song Zihan, who had the best hope of breaking through the Ascension Realm and gaining the master's inheritance, ended up breaking away from the Thirteenth Realm for one person, and never had the chance to enter the Establishment Realm.
He even ended up dying.
Fu Xiansheng sighed, showing sadness.
When Xu Qingmu saw the person coming, he stopped his sword and respectfully shouted: "Uncle."
Fu Xiansheng nodded: "Did your master tell you that there is scenery above the thirteen realms of the world?"
Xu Qingmu shook his head, thirteen realms in the world?
The white-haired boy jumped off the fence, looked up at the sky, and raised his hand: