After the villain's cultivation base is lost

Begging for cleverness is very lively.

Being scolded as a "hillies", Yan Ling was unhappy for a while, and soon started playing with Yan Yue heartlessly.

The long street is full of people, and night falls.

After playing for a long time, the two and a half children finally felt tired. They sat listlessly on the stone bench beside the long bridge, watching the people coming and going with their chin resting on their hands.

Yan Hanque didn't want to spend money for his son, but spent a lot of money to buy a mandarin duck hairpin. He held Mrs. Chao's hand and put the hairpin in the loose bun with his eyes downcast.

Yan Ling smiled and said, "That hairpin is really pretty."

Yan Yue glanced at the gaudy mandarin duck hairpin, thinking what is so good about it?

The corners of Chao Madam's lips twitched, and she also thought: "It's really ugly."

But Yan Hanque's perennially cold and frosty face had a faint look of anticipation, and he was silent for a while, before he exaggeratedly supported the ugly bun, and skillfully perfunctory him: "It's so beautiful, I like it, Han Que's eyes are really good, really Go with this bun and hairpin."

It was rare for Yan Hanque to be flattered by praise, and a faint smile flashed in his eyes.

Yan Ling turned her head and said affectionately to Yan Yue like Mrs. Chao: "It's so beautiful, I like it."

Yan Yue pursed her lips and smiled.

There was the faint sound of wooden wheels rolling down the ground, Yan Ling thought there was a small stall selling delicious food, so he turned around happily.

But I saw a child in white pushing a wheelchair and saying something in his mouth. The gentle and gentle child in the wheelchair was full of helplessness.

Rang Chen said indifferently: "What kind of pattern do you think the young master of the Xi family can awaken?"

Heng Yudu shook his head: "It's not good to talk about others behind their backs."

Rang Chen had no choice but to ask: "Isn't your birthday coming soon, so what kind of pattern do you want to awaken?"

"I'm good at everything." Heng Yudu said with a smile, "For a useless person like me, no matter what awakening is useless, it's better to have nothing."

Rang Chen frowned: "Don't say that."

Heng Yudu smiled: "What about you?"

Let Chen think for a while: "I can't think of it either. After all, the Xuan level and the Tian level are about the same, and the Ling level is not even considered."

The two talked and laughed and left.

Yan Heing heard that it wasn't something to eat, and looked back in disappointment.

Yan Hanque and Mrs. Chao were talking about love, Yan Ling looked at it for a while out of boredom, and found it interesting to sit on the side of the road and listen to the voices of various people.

Everything is in a variety of forms, and you can see the brief fragments of countless people's lives just by passing by the roadside.

This feeling is extremely strange.

Yan Ling heard that she would not be able to return home for a while, so she rested her chin and looked at the passers-by with great interest.

In the crowd, a child covered from head to toe in a black robe kicked his legs vigorously. Under the suspicious gaze of passers-by, he cried angrily, "I don't want to go shopping! I want to go home—what's so good about people?" of? Ah, mother, please!"

Yan Ling had never seen anyone who didn't want to come out to play, so she stared at him curiously.

Le Zhengzhen glanced away from the corner of his eye, and roared, "What are you looking at?! Look again, be careful, I'll beat you up, you little man!"

Yan Ling: "..."

Before Yan Ling could get angry, Mrs. Wan reached out and grabbed Le Zhengzhen's ears, screaming and squeezing him away.

Only then did Yan Ling calm down.

After a while, the kid in the black-white robe with the ghost pattern in the crowd ran past, and said excitedly: "This is a brother showing love, dad! Come and see! Come and learn!"

Yan Ling hurriedly probed her head.

Show love?How can there be a show of love? !

Feng Yu's father walked over with a gloomy expression and grabbed his waist, looking like he wanted to take him back to kill him.

What a shame!

Yan Ling enjoyed watching the excitement.

"Master!" Xiao Jianxiu, who had a small wooden sword on his waist, was righteous, "When are we going back to the southern border? This disciple wants to practice swords!"

Liu Kongyan rubbed his head: "It's fun."

Liu Changxing had no choice but to play hard.

Yan Ling watched the two leave, and a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of her eyes, as if another person had passed by.

WTF?

Yan Ling didn't think much, and continued to read.

At this moment, someone whispered in my ear: "Where are your parents?"

Yan Ling turned his head in doubt, and saw a child in a blue shirt standing beside them, his eyes full of warmth and warmth, watching them worriedly.

Yan Ling was at a loss: "Huh?"

"There are a lot of beggars, have you lost your parents?" Sheng Jiao asked softly.

Only then did Yan Ling come to his senses, and hurriedly pointed to Yan Hanque and Mrs. Chao who were still affectionate not far away: "My parents are there, and they didn't get lost."

Sheng Jiao smiled: "That's good."

As he said, he turned around and was about to leave, but Yan Ling grabbed his sleeve miraculously.

Sheng Jiao turned around.

After Yan Ling caught it, she was also dazed, she stared blankly at Sheng Jiao, and took a long time to withdraw her hand.

"sorry."

Sheng Jiao looked at him suspiciously, thought for a while and took out a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake from his bosom and handed it over: "Do you want to eat it?"

Yan Ling ate so much today that he couldn't bear to walk, but hesitated when he smelled the faint fragrance of osmanthus, and obediently reached out to take it: "Thank you."

Sheng Jiao smiled, and finally turned to leave.

Yan Ling squeezed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and watched the child in blue disappear into the crowd.

Yan Yue hugged his arm and shook it, and whispered: "Senior brother, it's best not to eat things given by strangers."

Yan Ling came back to his senses, sniffed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, bared his teeth at Yan Yue, and deliberately teased him: "But what should I do if I'm hungry now?"

Yan Yue said dryly, "I, I'll go buy food for senior brother."

As he said that, he was about to jump off the stool to buy something.

Yan Ling laughed loudly, and hugged Yan Yue's waist: "Silly boy, I'm bluffing you."

Yan Yue didn't know where to hear some, some didn't, and said aggrievedly: "Then don't eat."

Worried about being poisoned.

As soon as the words fell, Yan Ling had swallowed half of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in one gulp, and smiled at him like a squirrel puffing her cheeks.

Yan Yue: "..."

Yan Yue almost cried "Wow".

Yan Ling laughed until she fell down.

Yan Hanque finally delivered the gift, and before he could get alone with his wife, he heard Yan Yue's grievance and crying behind him.

Yan Hanque looked at Yan Ling coldly.

Yan Ling swallowed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in two mouthfuls, grinning, "We're just kidding."

As he spoke, he pushed Yan Yue.

Yan Yue was soft-tempered, quickly wiped away her tears, and said obediently: "Senior brother didn't bully me, he was really playing."

Mrs. Chao looked at them with a half-smile.

Yan Hanque stepped forward with a sullen face, and pulled Yan Ling into his arms.

Yan Ling kept thrashing about with hands and feet, begging for mercy flexibly and flexibly: "Master Yan! Xianjun Yan! Please forgive me, I will never dare again! Mother! Mother, help me!"

"What should I do?" Mrs. Chao said with a smile, "Yan Xianjun doesn't listen to me, why don't Yan Xiaoxian just bear with it, but he will be beaten up and down, your father is doing it for your own good, can you understand and forgive me?"

Yan Ling: "..."

Yan Ling looked at Mrs. Chao in disbelief.

Seeing his dumbfounded look, Mrs. Chao couldn't help laughing.

Yan Hanque was disturbed and didn't want to go shopping anymore, and was busy going home to beat the children, and left with the crying Yan Ling.

Mrs. Chao held Yan Yue's hand and followed with a smile.

The four of them were happy—except for Yan Ling who was going to be beaten later, they floated leisurely back to Yanwen Mountain under the sky full of fireworks like a flat boat in the vast ocean.

As the night darkened, another grand fireworks display was set off in Zhongzhou City, shining brightly into the sky, and the begging for cleverness finally came to an end.

The child's hour is approaching, and the Xi's house is still brightly lit.

Xi Jue lay sleepily on the futon and yawned, trying to go back to sleep over and over again but was forcibly held back by Mrs. Zong.

"Je'er, be good." Mrs. Zong is strong outside, but she is very kind to her only son. She gently pulls the limp Xi Jue up and makes him kneel up straight. You go back to sleep."

Xi Jue pouted, not believing this sentence at all.

The 12th birthday is the most troublesome thing. After awakening Xiangwen, you have to worship ancestors and worship Tianyan. A bunch of messy things can be busy on and off until early in the morning. Some entertainment and greetings.

I'm afraid that I may not have time to sleep peacefully until tomorrow night.

Xi Juebai said boredly: "After awakening Xiangwen, do I still have to go to Tianyan Academy for four years? I heard that it is very boring. I don't like to go, can I not?"

It is rare for Mrs. Zong to be tough on her son: "No, Tianyan Academy must go. The Xi family has already told Wen Zhangyuan of Tianyan Academy that they will enter the Zhuxing Zhai in late autumn next year, which is the best school in the entire thirteen prefectures." gone."

Xi Jue acted like a baby, Xi Jue acted like a spoiled child, but Mrs. Zong still forbade him to play truant.

Xi Jue had no choice but to hold his nose and agree, yawning again and again: "Mom, I'm hungry."

Ordinary people can't enter Tianyan Temple, Mrs. Zong said: "I'll get you something to eat, please stay here obediently and don't run around or sleep."

Xi Jue dragged his voice, and Lai Ji said, "I know."

Outside the Tianyan Temple, the Patriarch and elders of the Xi family were already waiting.

Xi Jue is considered to be the child with the highest spiritual root in the past few decades, and nine times out of ten he will awaken the heavenly phase pattern. The head of the Xi family, Xi Ze, naturally has high hopes for him.

Tianyan Lingmai uses a little less than a little bit, and it is not like an ordinary Lingmai that has a steady supply of heaven and earth.

Because seven of the first eight spirit-level phase patterns have ascended to Taoism, Tianyan has spent too much, and there are very few left in the thirteen states, not to mention that it is even more difficult to be assigned to other aristocratic families.

The thirteen prefectures haven't had a spirit-level pattern for hundreds of years, and a heaven-level pattern is already a talent of the sky.

Mrs. Zong did it herself, and as soon as she returned to Tianyan Temple with Xi Jue's favorite delicate cakes, she saw a golden light soaring into the sky, and then disappeared in an instant.

A strong Tianyan spiritual power burst out wantonly, breaking through the barrier of the ancestral hall and spreading outward.

Everyone was stunned.

Every strand of Tianyan's spiritual veins is rare and precious, and the ground veins are covered with layers of barriers, so that no trace of Tianyan's spiritual power will leak out.

Xi Ze rushed into the Tianyan Temple with a sullen face, thinking that the barrier at the Tianyan Earth Vein had broken.

After entering, he froze for a moment.

The candle was brightly lit, Xi Jue knelt on the futon with a dazed face, the candlelight came from all directions, reflecting his several shadows like orchids in full bloom.

Xi Jue turned around in a daze, golden spiritual power overflowed from the meridians of his body, as if he was petrified: "Father?"

Xi Ze noticed the strange and strong Tianyan spiritual power on Xi Jue's body, and his face changed suddenly.

The elder Xi came in a few steps behind, and was taken aback when he saw this.

The entire ancestral hall was deathly quiet, only the sound of candles burning was faint, but at this moment, it seemed that deafening thunder struck Tianyan Temple.

The Xiangwen aura on Xi Jue's body is by no means mysterious or heavenly, but a kind that no one present has ever seen before...

In an instant, four words flashed in the minds of everyone present.

Spirit level pattern.

Although Xi Jue didn't know what happened, he was dazed to realize from the eyes of these elders looking at him...

Perhaps, something is different from before.