Su Bian Cultivation World

When Luo Jiujiang arrived, Chen's tombstone had already been erected.

This is not the ancestral grave of the Chen family.Back then, when Han Qianling's talent was just showing off, but he insisted on joining the Luo clan, there was a violent commotion in the Chen clan, and he tossed and tossed for half a month.In the end, Chen's loss of the right to be buried in the ancestral grave was one of the results of coercion and intimidation.

The place where Mrs. Chen was buried was rich in water and grass. Although it was not picturesque, the environment was pleasant enough.It's just that the tomb was too deserted, and no one came to the funeral except Han Qianling himself.

Han Qianling was carefully painting the stele with gold lacquer. Luo Jiujiang glanced at it and saw two lines of simple and crisp words, "Tomb of Chen Shishuhong—Han Qianling Standing".

Han Qianling retracted his wrist, finished the last stroke, put the penholder on the inkstone beside him, turned to look at Luo Jiujiang: "Didn't you go to Mr. Luo to practice, why did you return it?"

"Someone reported to me." Luo Jiujiang didn't know what to say, but whispered, "Qianling..."

We don't set up a mourning shed, and don't hold funeral banquets.From coffin collection to burial, Han Qianling kept everything simple—but even if everything was simple, a morning would be too fast.

Unless Chen's health deteriorates again and again, Han Qianling has long been prepared for this.

And as Han Qianling's friend, he was unaware of Chen's situation.

Han Qianling nodded, indicating that he heard it.His subordinates arranged the sacrifices in an orderly manner, twisted the incense sticks in the incense box on the side, lit three offerings, and burned the folded paper ingots as usual.

Seeing this, Luo Jiujiang also reached out to get the incense sticks to worship, but Han Qianling pressed his hand: "What are you doing?"

"A stick of incense for my aunt."

These words were like a stone thrown into the center of the lake, and finally stirred up some waves on Han Qianling's calm face like water.He frowned slightly: "You don't have to pray, and you don't have to."

Luo Jiujiang held Han Qianling's wrist with his backhand: "Qianling, my condolences."

Han Qianling's expression remained calm: "The time that can't be returned, the life that can't be resurrected after death, and the emotion that can't be controlled once, these three are things that are difficult for manpower to reach, and they are also things that cannot be violated. Just let it be, I have nothing to mourn."

He patted a bit of paper dust on his hands and stood up: "Let's go."

His expression was indifferent as usual, and he really didn't have the slightest hint of sadness.

This reaction was beyond Luo Jiujiang's expectation, but when he changed his mind, he only felt that Han Qianling's current attitude was reasonable.

Growing up with Han Qianling and eating and sleeping together, Luo Jiujiang is well aware of the abnormalities of his best friend.For example, when the other party feels relaxed after eating seven deep snowflakes raw, he obviously has not read the relevant materials, but he can reflect what kind of exercise it is as soon as he mentions it—for example, the body method taught by Po Luocang is "Returning Wind" Bagua step" ability...

There are too many things like this.Han Qianling never deliberately concealed it in front of Luo Jiujiang.

Just as he didn't hide his indifference to his dead mother at this time.

Luo Jiujiang knew how the Chen family treated Han Qianling, but he also knew where Han Qianling's spirit stones were spent.Before today, he always thought that although Han Qianling didn't talk about it, he still had a nostalgia for his mother's love in his heart.

To be honest, he often felt worthless for Han Qianling before.

"Qianling." Luo Jiujiang walked to Han Qianling's side, and walked shoulder to shoulder with him slowly towards the Luo clan, "She...I know Mrs. Chen treated you very badly in the past..."

Han Qianling laughed out loud, and waved his hand casually: "Ever since I was sensible, I knew that she had no time to take care of herself, so naturally I never expected her to take care of me. Whether it is good or not is the second priority."

When he said this, his voice was neither light nor heavy, his tone was neither slow nor urgent, and his face was neither sad nor happy. Even when he mentioned the Chen family who had just passed away, there was no obvious fluctuation in emotion.

"Then when did you become sensible?"

"From birth." Han Qianling said calmly.

Luo Jiujiang: "..." He really didn't expect Han Qianling to be joking at this time.

In the past, Luo Jiujiang hadn't guessed the depth of Han Qianling's feelings for his mother.He only met the Chen family a few times, and Han Qianling deliberately kept him from contacting the Chen family, but based on the experience of those few visits, it is not surprising that Luo Jiujiang thinks that Han Qianling has no feelings for the Chen family .

At that time, Mrs. Chen hadn't lost her ability to move, so when she saw the two of them entering the door, she rushed over and pinched Han Qianling's neck.He saw how Han Qianling was familiar with the way, and even got used to it, he pushed Chen away a little tiredly, dodged Chen's slaps time and time again, directly ignored the dirty content of the other party's insults, and asked calmly Luo Jiujiang: "What kind of tea do you want to drink?"

Luo Jiujiang didn't dare to think about what kind of life Han Qianling lived when he had no cultivation level earlier.

The two of them walked through the land of the Chen clan, and Luo Jiujiang suddenly remembered something: "Do you want me to help you pick and dispose of Mrs. Chen's belongings?"

"If it's done for her, it's hers. Lock it up in the room." Han Qianling casually glanced in the direction of Chen's previous residence, not paying much attention to it.

Most of the things Chen used were stained with her resentment and evil thoughts. This invisible aura is difficult for low-level monks to detect, but it is easy to be affected.It would be harming people if they wandered out.

Han Qianling didn't have much affection for everyone in the world, but even if he had the chance, he didn't intend to do harm.

Luo Jiujiang nodded, and reminded again: "Your clansmen may not have any thoughts about Mrs. Chen's relics." It's not that he looks down on people, it's just that everything the Chen clan has done over the years is true. Can't hold onto the wall.

"That's what they asked for." Han Qianling said indifferently.

He has no intention of harming others, but it is no wonder that others have the desire to seek death.

After walking for a while, Han Qianling said leisurely: "Don't just care about me one sentence at a time, I want to ask you instead, did you get hurt at Mr. Luo's place just now?"

"I was injured a little, but after applying the medicine he gave, I should be fine. I should be flexible as usual, how do you see that?" Luo Jiujiang curiously turned his head in the direction of Han Qianling.

Han Qianling smiled slightly: "With such a strong smell of medicinal wine, you think I have no nose? How did he train you?"

Luo Jiujiang didn't hide it from him, and told what happened in the past half a day from beginning to end, and then sighed casually: "I just found out about you. Although he let me come out to find you, he still wants me to wait for you within half an hour." I will go back to him and continue to practice. I am not afraid of hardships, but in this matter, Master is indeed a little unreasonable."

"It's not necessarily unreasonable, he probably knows..." Han Qianling's eyes flashed when he heard this, and there was a hint of contemplation in his tone.After a pause, he smiled again, "But it's always right to learn more. I think this Mr. Luo's temperament is repulsive, but he has a different view of you."

"He treated me very well." Luo Jiujiang nodded generously, "At the beginning my father insisted on keeping me on the island, presumably it was because of the hope that I could worship him as my teacher."

Since the fall of the Dragon God, the entire world of comprehension has been divided into more than 3000 small worlds, and among these more than 3000 worlds, the Four Realms are extremely powerful and are named the Four Elephants.

The three thousand worlds are also far and near to each other, and there are special communication paths for monks to come and go between the worlds, and there are also many small worlds attached to larger worlds.For example, the small world where Luo Jiujiang is located belongs to the Cloud Leopard Realm, and all the promising children in the islands are sent to the sect of the Cloud Leopard Realm.

Luo Jiujiang's eldest brother, Luo Sanhuai, and second brother, Luo Liushen, were sent to the upper realm by their father, the head of the Luo clan, when they were only teenagers, and they entrusted a lot of money to take care of them with reliable elders.But when Luo Jiujiang showed his extraordinary talent as soon as he entered the immortal way, his father sent him away without saying anything.

At that time, Luo Jiujiang only thought that the old lady at home was reluctant to part with his little grandson, and felt that he could practice more freely on the island, accompanied by the like-minded Han Qianling, even if he didn't go to the upper realm, it didn't matter.It wasn't until today that he vaguely understood: perhaps it was because of Luo Cang that his father didn't send him to the upper world.

His new master really treated him well. If you compare the environment he obtained from cultivation with the sect that he dictated when his elder brother and second brother returned home, even the disciples of the inner sect may not have the same conditions as him.

I don't know if he was afraid that he would be too nervous or his mentality would be inferior, but his father only told him to listen to Luo Cang's class carefully and try his best to learn this music.Therefore, the matter of his son Xiong confronting Maimang with the hidden gentleman in the clan was probably far beyond Patriarch Luo's expectations.

Fortunately, although the situation was full of twists and turns, the final result was gratifying.

The love of parents for their children is far-reaching.Luo Jiujiang figured out the joints, but felt mixed.He turned his eyes to see Han Qianling with a calm demeanor beside him, and he couldn't help but feel sore: a person like Qianling, why doesn't he have parents to love him!

A gust of wind blew past, blowing the clothes of the two of them flying.A corner of Han Qianling's sleeve was also blown up, revealing the string of wooden beads on his left wrist.There is a shimmer on this string of beads, which is obviously the favorite thing that the owner often caresses, and it has been covered with a layer of moist coating.

When they finally returned to the Luo clan, the two of them noticed something, and their eyes turned in one direction together.The next moment, Han Qianling clicked his tongue softly, and unconsciously caressed the wooden beads wrapped three times in his left hand with his right hand.

A thin figure sitting in a wheelchair appeared a hundred steps away at some point, blocking the way in front of the two of them.

"Master?" Luo Jiujiang looked up at the sun - he confirmed that it has not been half an hour since he left?

Luo Cang raised his eyelids to glance at the two of them, and said coldly, "Let's go."

"Then I'm going back." Luo Jiujiang patted Han Qianling's shoulder helplessly, "Relax, if you have something to do, please ask Luo Qi and the others to send me a message. Although Mrs. Chen is gone, I am always here .”

Han Qianling shook his hand instead, smiled slightly, and said loudly: "We have always lived in the same courtyard, what can we not talk about until night? Go and practice your skills."

On the way back, Luo Cang turned the wooden wheelchair that was about to peel off paint, and looked up at Luo Jiujiang from time to time.Luo Jiujiang was terrified by him, and said in a low voice: "Master, what's wrong with me?"

"I see why you haven't caught the cold yet." Luo Cang sneered.

"what?"

"Stupid kid who sleeps on the cold kang, you can still not get sick until today, it's all because of your good looks."