Jiang Zu

The demon clan in the Jindan period is called the demon king.

The Yaozu in the Yuanying period is called the Yaojun.

And the demon clan in the transformation stage is the existence of demon gods!

The demon god, the nascent infant transforms into the primordial spirit, the primordial spirit can leave the body and leave the body, with infinite magical effects, the stage of transforming into a god is already regarded as the existence of a god.

It is very scary for gods to walk in the world. The powerful power of primordial spirit can turn into thousands of tentacles and enter other people's bodies, suppressing other people's thinking; The victim has manipulated the body, which is already a means of taking the soul away!

"Come out, eighth brother!"

Su Jiuxian said to Shu Ba who was hiding deep underground in the distance.

Shu Ba was timid at first, and when he heard Su Jiuxian's words, he instinctively continued to burrow into the ground to escape, but his body struggled to get out of the mouse hole, and then flew towards Su Jiuxian.

"Third sister, have mercy!"

Shu Ba completely gave up resisting, and begged with snot and tears: "In terms of relationship, the three sons of the Jiang family have to call me uncle. They have lost three uncles, and there must be one less uncle."

"Why did I ever say I was going to kill you?"

Su Jiuxian was also amused by Shuba, and said: "The grievances between Shiwan Dashan and Jiang's family are nothing more than petty troubles, and Shiwan Dashan is just a place for the demon court to practice. You really have to return to the west of Linghe."

"I think the eastern boundary of Lingling is pretty good, but if you go to the western boundary, you might just be a little demon."

Rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail.

This was what Shuba thought, but seeing Su Jiuxian kicking over, he could only shut up in embarrassment.

"Old Ba, the giant sky-swallowing rat is an ancient alien species, so it should have the ambition to swallow the sky!"

Xiang Da grabbed Shu Ba, and then directly cast the light, saying: "Let's go!"

With Su Jiuxian here, Xiang Da knew that today's goal was a failure, and that this idea would also come to nothing in the future. Hong Ru became Su Jiuxian's son, and if he really wanted to do something, he forged an enmity with Su Jiuxian.

The most important thing is that after stepping into the Nascent Soul stage, Xiangda has the idea of ​​leaving the east of Linghe. It is better to evacuate along this step and go to the west of Linghe in the future. Only by improving his cultivation can he have a greater right to speak!

In the world of practice, strength is king!

"Mother is up!"

Jiang Xiayu also hurriedly followed the rhythm of the two elder brothers and said respectfully, kneeling side by side.

"Take me to the hospital to have a look."

Su Jiuxian landed, stood in front of the husband's courtyard, stared at it for a long time, and then spoke.

Jiang Xiayao led Su Jiuxian into the courtyard first, and then stood silently aside, not daring to disturb him.

Jiang Xiashun and Jiang Xiayu also followed closely behind in silence.

Su Jiuxian went straight to the loquat tree, touched the loquat tree and said to himself, "It's so big, it looks really good."

Wangfuyuan was not called Wangfuyuan before, but Pipayuan.

Liu Pipa was changed to Wangfuyuan in his later years when he was heartbroken and complained, and the loquat tree in the courtyard was left unattended, and the roots rotted and withered and died.

Liu Pipa loves both pipa and loquat.

Whether it is the musical instrument pipa or the fruit tree loquat, they all give up because of death in their old age, and they wither because of death.

The withered loquat tree also represents the death of Liu Pipa's heart.

Liu Pipa stroked Jiang Hua's face when she was dying. She didn't know whether it was hate or love in her heart. Love and hate mixed together, and she broke off old branches and old branches to plant a new loquat tree.

"Now that the new tree has flourished, I don't know whether it is due to origin or fate?"

Su Jiuxian murmured.

"You said that people with heartless hearts are mostly scholars, but businessmen are not much better."

Su Jiuxian took out a pipa, embraced the pipa, and with fluttering clothes, played and sang a song "White Fox", which was taught by Jiang Hua.

I am a fox who has practiced for thousands of years

A thousand years of practice, a thousand years of loneliness
Can someone hear me cry in the dead of night

Can someone see me dancing in the dim light

I am a fox waiting for a thousand years

A thousand years of waiting for a thousand years of loneliness
Who in the rolling red dust has planted love again

Who in the vast crowd drank the poison of love again

When I loved you, you were struggling to read

When I left you, you were on the gold medal list, the bridal chamber candle
Can I do another dance for you
I am the white fox you released thousands of years ago
Look at the fluttering jacket
Everyother vows are turned into nothingness

Can I do another dance for you
Just for the review when you parted

Look at the fluttering jacket
Forever and ever will be turned into nothingness

I am a fox waiting for a thousand years

A thousand years of waiting for a thousand years of loneliness
Who in the rolling red dust has planted love again

Who in the vast crowd drank the poison of love again

When I loved you, you were struggling to read

When I left you, you were on the gold medal list, the bridal chamber candle
Can I do another dance for you
I am the white fox you released thousands of years ago
Look at the fluttering jacket
Everyother vows are turned into nothingness

Can I do another dance for you
Just for the review when you parted

Look at the fluttering jacket
Forever and ever will be turned into nothingness

Look at the fluttering jacket
Forever and ever will be turned into nothingness

As a time traveler, Jiang Hua's love for Liu Pipa was romantic when he was young. He also told Liu Pipa the story of "Liao Zhai", sang some love songs, and wrote some love poems.

Among them, "White Fox" is Liu Pipa's favorite song, and it is also Su Jiuxian's favorite song today.

"Why is it called Liaozhai? It's too ugly."

"Call it Love of the White Fox, okay?"

"I can dance for you too."

"If I was also a white fox, would you love me?"

A song "White Fox" brought Su Jiuxian back to his memory.

"I finally understand how coquettish my father's talent is."

Jiang Xiayu praised.

"Dogs bark."

Jiang Xiayao kicked Jiang Xiayu's heel, and scolded in a low voice: "In father's words, that's called romance!"

"Father's song completely breaks through the style of today's music genre. Even the "Le" involved in the ancient Confucianism and Taoism inheritance can't find the same style elements as this song at all."

Jiang Xiashun nodded, then shook his head and said embarrassingly: "It's just that the scholar in the lyrics is written as a heartless person."

Su Jiuxian put away the pipa, looked at Jiang Xiashun and said, "Every time there are more dogs slaughtered in righteousness, most of them are scholars. Your father once abandoned literature and went into business just because of this joke."

"My father's love for his mother is admirable!"

Jiang Xiashun finally understood why Jiang Hua was so talented but did not follow the path of Confucianism and Taoism.

Jiang Xiashun asks himself, can he give up studying for love?
For Confucian scholars, reading is their way, and giving up their way is like giving up life!

It is okay to die in the morning and evening, and what he is talking about is something more important than life.

Su Jiuxian walked around the loquat tree, looked at every scene and every thing in the courtyard, and finally stared silently at the portrait of the business woman in front of the hall.

"I took this portrait away."

Su Jiuxian stretched out his hand and put the portrait away.

"Mother, are you leaving?"

Jiang Xiayao didn't know how to keep him, looked at the silent Su Jiuxian and said with difficulty: "Father, he"

"Depending on origin and extinction, if your father is not dead, tell him that I will wait for him on the road to immortality."

Su Jiuxian left a sentence and disappeared.

The loquat tree in the courtyard is still there, and there is a faint fragrance in the air.