Chapter 474: Hidden Concern

The next day, noon.

After practicing for a long time, Xu Yuan absorbed the strange energy composed of life source, yin source and source qi in the formation like a sponge.

After not practicing for several months, one night and one midday only allowed him to complete the process of absorbing Qi and replenish the depleted Source Qi in his body.

After doing this, Xu Yuan did not continue to cultivate his source.

When he used Yuan Qi to practice, he could use the inexhaustible Yuan Qi in the Prime Minister's Mansion to practice without any scruples, but now he can no longer do so.

Although he can continue to practice, the hundred-headed ghosts and ghosts imprisoned as firewood in the crypt below his room are the limit.

The speed at which they convert source energy into yin source and life source is slower than his cultivation speed. This night's breathing has already consumed all the life source and yin source he had accumulated for several days.

However, the crypt below should only be a preliminary testing ground. If it is successful, it will continue to be expanded.

Thinking in his mind, Xu Yuan was ready to go out to find Xu Changge, and asked his elder brother to order his subordinates to transport more ghosts and strange ghosts.

The warm winter sun shines into the room through the window lattice, and some floating in the air can be clearly seen under the sunlight.

After getting out of bed, Xu Yuan put on his clothes and opened the door.

But as soon as he went out, he was stunned.

Why is this dad back?

I saw a middle-aged man with gray hair in the elegant pavilion beside the small pond in the courtyard.

He was still wearing the iconic black dragon robe, his face was calm and calm with no expression at all, and he was staring at the sycamore tree in the courtyard.

After a moment of silence, Xu Yuan suppressed the original thoughts in his heart and walked quickly towards the pavilion.

Entering the pavilion, Xu Yuan sat directly opposite the stone table and called softly:

"Father, you have been staring at this sycamore tree. Is there a story in it?"

Xu Yinhe slowly retracted his gaze from the sycamore tree. When it fell on Xu Yuan, an imperceptible smile flashed across his eyes:

"There are indeed some stories, but they are all from the past."

Hearing this, Xu Yuan also glanced at the sycamore tree planted in the courtyard.

Under the warm sun, the branches of the sycamore tree are bare, and the leaves on them have fallen off with the arrival of winter.

This sycamore tree is not a spiritual plant, it is a common ornamental tree species in Great Yan.

In midsummer, the branches and leaves are in full bloom, and when the breeze blows, it makes a sweet sound like a wind chime, hence the name Xuan Ling.

Xu Yuan's eyes showed a hint of curiosity and asked:

"what story?"

Xu Yinhe did not hide anything, and spoke with a nostalgic smile:

"Stories about your mother."

Xu Yuan's eyes flashed.

Just like every child, everyone is curious about the love story of their parents.

Not to mention the past of a man as charming as an immortal like the father in front of him.

Thinking about it, a smile appeared on Xu Yuan's lips:

"Father, are you and your mother determined to stay on this sycamore tree for the rest of your lives?"

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Hearing this, the man with gray hair once again looked at the big tree surrounded by three people.

Under the sun, he vaguely saw the shadow of the deceased's fairy-like appearance when she was a young girl.

His sharp eyes narrowed slightly, and Xu Yinhe gradually closed his eyes. There was a smile on his lips, and his voice was very light and gentle:

"Yep."

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Seeing his father's expression, Xu Yuan lowered his eyes slightly and smiled, but he did not continue to ask.

The silence lasted for more than ten breaths in the pavilion, and Xu Yinhe's calm voice broke the silence of remembrance:

"Did your practice go well?"

Xu Yuan smiled when he heard this:

"The formation developed by Xinyao is very powerful, and now the child can practice normally."

Xu Yinhe glanced at the wing and said:

"It shouldn't be enough."

Xu Yuan was stunned for a moment, then relieved and nodded:

"The Yin Source and Life Source produced are indeed not enough to support my continued cultivation."

Xu Yinhe nodded slightly:

"Xin Yao is very attentive and cautious. In order to prevent you from accidents, she did not easily dispatch too many ghosts and ghosts."

Xu Yuan instantly understood the meaning of his father's words.

Everything has been prepared, just waiting for you to come back and experiment before continuing to expand.

This father is always like this, even in such small things, he will arrange it without leakage.

Thoughts flashed across his mind, Xu Yuan suddenly remembered the promise he made to Xu Xinyao last night, and said in a low voice:

"Father, actually this formation still needs improvement."

"Um?"

Xu Yinhe raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of just the right amount of surprise in his eyes.

When Xu Yuan saw this, he immediately said the draft he had prepared:

"Xin Yao said that although the completion of this formation is very high, it is still a semi-finished product."

Xu Yinhe nodded, indicating to continue.

Seeing this, Xu Yuan chuckled:

"This formation is too big. If I want to practice, I have to stay in this wing for a long time. Under Xinyao's idea, this formation can be streamlined to the point where I can carry it with me."

Xu Yinhe glanced at Xu Yuan meaningfully, with a trace of satisfaction in his eyes, and nodded:

"That's right. What do you want?"

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Xu Yuan's heart trembled when he heard this.

To be honest, he felt that he was once again seen through by this old man.

However, he still gritted his teeth and whispered:

"I hope you can allocate some array masters and weapon refiners to Xinyao."

Xu Yuan did not directly say how many he needed, because he felt that his father should know what he wanted to do.

"Hmm"

Xu Yinhe hummed ambiguously, and then said to himself: "Five array masters and weapon refiners of the A-level, this should be enough."

Yes.

This old man really knew what he wanted to do, and he didn't seem to object.

Thinking about it, Xu Yuan licked the corner of his lips and said tentatively:

"What about the funding"

"I will ask Hua Hong to give Xinyao a share of 500,000 taels of equipment."

"Only 500,000 taels?" Xu Yuan was stunned. This was different from what he thought.

Xu Yinhe glanced at him:

"What, do you think it's too much?"

Xu Yuan's eyes twitched, and he immediately said with a smile:

"No, no, it's just right."

"Oh, that's good."

Xu Yinhe snorted and slowly stood up: "That's it, your father has other things to deal with."

Seeing this, Xu Yuan also slowly stood up and bowed:

"Yes, father."

Xu Yinhe looked at the three sons in front of him and suddenly said:

"Xinyao's temperament is too kind, and Changge is not good at expressing herself. You, as a brother, have to bear more."

After the words fell, a breeze blew, and the figure of the middle-aged man disappeared.

After standing in the pavilion for a while, Xu Yuan shook his head and sat down slowly.

This father came here to find out about Xinyao's condition.

But since he cares,

why not do it himself?