Chapter 1168 I Can Hold My Breath

The middle-aged man interrogated Zhui'er for a while, and all he could find out was that the child and his parents went to live with a relative, but fell into the water on the way, and then ended up here without knowing why.

The idea of ​​joining relatives was something Qing'er taught Zhui'er. When traveling so far away, someone would inevitably ask them where they were going, so they couldn't just tell them they were going to some Iron Sword sect to learn skills.

Faced with such a strange thing, the middle-aged man did not dare to make his own decision, so he took Zhui'er and flew up the mountain.

As soon as he started flying, Zhui'er became excited. Although Minglan used his magical power to blur his memory, he had some impression of learning to fly. Suddenly, the idea of ​​learning the skill took over. After learning, Now that he can go home and protect his parents from evil spirits, his eyes began to blink.

When they arrived at the mountain, Zhui'er was dazzled by the different kinds of temples that were half-covered by clouds and mist. He had seen a lot along the way, but these temples still shocked him. He thought that this should be the Immortal Cave. , so he became more excited and became more determined to learn his skills.

Entering a lobby, the man who sent him and two other middle-aged men began to question him in detail, including who his parents were, where he lived, and so on.

Zhui'er was now afraid that they would send her home, so she just said she had forgotten everything she didn't want to say. The mortal's spiritual platform is very fragile, not to mention he is only a child, so these people cannot use soul-searching methods on him. Even if they can see that the child is being cautious with them, there is nothing they can do.

The three of them discussed it and decided that this matter should be reported to their superiors. The three of them were all people who had stopped cultivating due to low qualifications. They were assigned to teach the basic skills to the new disciples. They did not dare to make the decision in this matter.

Speaking of Zhui'er, it's really not a trivial matter. This place is far away from the mortal world. It's impossible for a mortal to walk here on two legs, let alone such a child. I think a monk must have brought him here. Yes, the one that sent him here

It’s hard to say what the person’s purpose is. The most likely thing is that the monk has some connection with the child’s family and wants to use this method to send the child into a famous sect. It is also possible that the monk is passing by with the child. We ran into trouble at that time and had no choice but to leave the child here temporarily. If what the child said about falling into the water was true, then a monk happened to save him. His parents could not be found for a while, so he tried to save trouble. brought him here. As for whether there are other possibilities, it's hard to guess.

In fact, they can roughly tell where Zhui'er comes from from his accent. It's really not difficult to send him home, but this little guy obviously doesn't want to go back. He will have to identify himself when the time comes. There is nothing we can do about it in our hometown, and such a big child is too young to be considered too young, and his memory is too fragile to be sealed. It would be troublesome to send him back, so it is very difficult to deal with such matters involving mortals. Tricky.

After the incident was reported, a solution was quickly made. Leave the child behind. If someone comes to claim it in a few days, let them take it away. If no one claims it, then put it in the mountain gate. When it grows up, you can watch the soul. After counting, his destination will be decided based on his qualifications. If his qualifications are good, someone will naturally accept him as a disciple. If his qualifications are mediocre, let him work as a handyman until he ends up here.

Immediately afterwards, Zhui'er was sent to a hill hundreds of miles away. There was a couple living on this mountain. They were both disciples of the sect. Due to their low qualifications, they both had no hope of forming an elixir, so they simply got married. , lived a life on this hill, all he had to do was help the sect grow some spiritual grass. There are many people like them. If Lang Ming had not had a family to return to, he would probably have stayed in the Xuanfang Sect and lived this kind of life.

The man's name is Xu Zhong and the woman's name is Yunjuan. It was the first time I brought Zhui'er with me

A middle-aged man from the mountain sent Zhui'er over. He told Zhui'er to call the two men Master Xu and Master Yun.

The middle-aged man left after explaining. Zhui'er couldn't help blinking at the couple who looked older than her parents.

Yunjuan liked this child who seemed to be well-behaved and sensible at first glance. She stuffed several fragrant and sweet fruits into Zhui'er's hand, and also threw two pieces of dried meat into Xiao Futon'er. The middle-aged man asked about this child. People had already told them that she was afraid that Zhui'er would recognize her as a child, so she kept a friendly smile on her face and asked Zhui'er to just call her Aunt Juan. She felt that children who had just come from the mortal world were more accustomed to being called this way.

Zhui'er looked at Yunjuan and Hanhan, who were busy looking for delicious food for him, smiling at him. He blinked for a while, and when Yunjuan brought him another bowl of honey water, he spoke. , "Aunt Juan, I want to learn how to fly, can you teach me?"

Seeing that he didn't recognize her as a stranger, Yunjuan called out "Aunt Juan" sweetly and crisply, and couldn't help but feel even more joyful. She smiled and said, "Silly boy, are you afraid that you won't be able to learn how to fly when you get here? That's so ordinary." It’s just a kind of magic. If you are so smart, you will definitely learn great skills.”

Zhui'er smiled happily and said, "That's good, can you teach me now?"

Yunjuan glanced at her husband amusedly, then stroked Zhui'er's head and said, "It's too early for you to learn now. Wait until you grow up. And although flying is not a big skill, it's not something you can do by nature." You have to learn it little by little.”

"How long will it take? I want to learn now..." Zhui'er bit her lip and looked at Yunjuan eagerly.

"Then I'll start teaching you when you get settled here." Yunjuan couldn't stand his little look, so she agreed immediately.

Xu Zhong had to remind his wife, "How can he teach him the exercises right away if he is so anxious?" After saying that, he said to Zhui'er, "You have already embarked on the path of cultivation. Training is a

It requires a lot of patience. You can't practice being impatient. If you want to learn to fly, it will take more than ten years. If you can't hold your breath, you won't be able to learn it in your lifetime. "

"I...I can keep my composure, teach me now!" Zhui'er looked at the two of them with an eager light in his eyes.

Yunjuan giggled at his behavior and said to her husband, "This kid is so cute. Look at him like this. He is so anxious that he can't wait for a moment. He also says that he can keep his composure."

Zhui'er said anxiously, "I can't hold my breath!"

Xu Zhong pointed to a futon on the ground and said, "If you can sit quietly for a day, I believe you can calm down."

"I can!" Zhui'er said and ran towards the futon.

Yunjuan grabbed him and said, "Okay, okay, don't be in a hurry. You have just arrived. I will show you around first. There are many fun places here."

"No! I want to let you know first that I can hold my breath." Zhui'er struggled to sit on the futon.

Yunjuan glared at her husband dissatisfied, Xu Zhong smiled slightly and said, "Just let him sit down. He won't settle down unless he calms down his impatience."

Although Yunjuan wanted to get closer to the child, she knew from Zhui'er's enthusiasm that what her husband said was right, so she had no choice but to let go.

"Like me." Xu Zhong sat cross-legged and performed the Soul Condensation Technique with both hands. This was the entry-level posture for meditation.

Zhui'er carefully imitated his posture and Yunjuan helped him correct it.

"Okay, close your eyes and sit down." The honest-looking Xu Zhong showed a small evil smile.

Regarding her husband's behavior of bullying children, Yunjuan gave him a big eye roll, but then she couldn't help but laugh when she saw the child sitting on the futon seriously.