A wonderful life through the 1970s

next day

Lan Xiyue got up and saw Lan Jinwei making breakfast, "Good morning, Dad."

"Well, good morning, my dear daughter. Why don't you sleep a little longer? You don't have to catch the train anyway, so it's okay to sleep a little longer." Lan Jinwei asked with concern.

"Won't sleep anymore."

Seeing the guest room door open, he asked, "Where are the big brother and the others?"

"Oh, I went for morning exercise with your two friends."

Lan Xiyue had just finished washing up when Ji Xinyue and the others came back.

"Has Chaoyang been feeling better these days?"

"Much better. My legs were sore when I first started exercising, but now they don't hurt anymore. Xinyue told me to increase the intensity of my training in the next two days." Liu Chaoyang replied.

"Well, there's no rush. After dinner, my father and I will go back to Beijing and will be back in about a month. You two should be careful and lock the door at night."

Ji Xinyue said, "Don't worry, Sister Lan. I will protect Sister Chaoyang."

"Okay, let's eat, and then go to work."

After breakfast, Lan Xiyue took a small suitcase and drove to Beijing with Lan Jinwei and others.

The car was shaking violently when it reached a bad road section. Lan Xiyue couldn't help but ask, "How about I take you guys back by flying?"

Lan Jinwei and Lan Jingchen both turned their heads to look at her, and even Lan Qi, who was driving, slammed on the brakes.

Lan Jingchen asked first: "Sister, what do you mean? What do you mean by flying back?"

Lan Xiyue scratched her cheek and said innocently, "It's just flying with a sword. You can fly with a sword in the late stage of Qi Refining."

Lan Jinwei said flatteringly, "My dear daughter, how about you take Dad back with you?"

Lan Xiyue wanted to cover her face. Ever since this father recognized her, he no longer had the demeanor of a military commander and was simply a daughter-slave.

Lan Xiyue asked Lan Qi to drive the car to a deserted place and summoned the Hunyuan Taiji Sword, her life spirit weapon. This sword was contracted when she started practicing the Chaos Art, and it has been nurtured in her body without a chance to use it. This is a growth spirit weapon, and the higher the master's cultivation, the stronger its power.

Lan Xiyue made the sword bigger so that four people could easily stand on it. She jumped onto the flying sword first and looked at Lan Jinwei and the other two, motioning them to come up.

At this time, Lan Jinwei and the other two were so shocked that they jumped onto the flying sword in a trance.

Seeing them like this, Lan Xiyue smiled helplessly, put away the jeep, and flew towards Jing City on her sword. Because of Lan Xiyue's spiritual power, Lan Jinwei and the other two did not feel any discomfort.

The flight was so fast that they reached the outskirts of Beijing in less than three hours. Lan Xiyue found a deserted place to stop, took back the Hunyuan Tai Chi Sword and took out the jeep.

Lan Jinwei asked hesitantly, "My dear daughter, can we practice your sword flying?"

"When a cultivator reaches the late stage of Qi Refining, he can fly as long as he has the corresponding skills and spiritual tools. When his cultivation reaches the Nascent Soul stage, he can fly directly without the help of spiritual tools."

“As for whether you can practice or not, we’ll have to wait for testing to find out. To practice cultivation, you must have spiritual roots. You cannot practice without spiritual roots.” Lan Xiyue explained.

"Then how do we test whether we have spiritual roots?" Lan Jingchen asked.

"I have a spirit stone, but are you sure you want to talk about this outside? I think it's better to talk about it when we get home."

"Yes, yes. Let's go home and give the old man a surprise. He would never have thought that we would come back so soon." Lan Jinwei said happily.

Several people drove to the military compound. When the car drove to the gate of the compound, the soldier on guard saw that it was Commander Lan's car, saluted and let it pass.

The car stopped in front of a yard, and Lan Jinwei took Lan Xiyue out of the car. They pushed the door and entered the yard, where there was a three-story building.

It was past eleven in the morning, and the people who had gone to work had not yet returned. Mr. Lan and Mrs. Lan were drinking tea in the living room, while the old man's guard was in the kitchen helping the aunt at home make lunch.

Old Mrs. Lan heard someone talking and said to Old Mr. Lan, "Who's leaving get off work so early today? Don't you usually come back after twelve o'clock?"

Old Master Lan said without even looking up from the newspaper in his hand: "People will know once they come in."

At this time, Lan Jinwei shouted, "Dad, Mom, look who's back."

When Mr. Lan heard the voice of his youngest son, he thought of something. He quickly put down the newspaper, stood up and walked out, still shouting.

"Old lady, the second son is back. Did he bring his granddaughter back?"

The two old men walked towards the door. When Lan Jinwei brought Lan Xiyue in, he saw Grandpa Lan and the old lady walking towards them. Just as he was about to speak, he was ignored by the two old men, who walked past him and directly in front of Lan Xiyue.

"Welcome home, kid. I'm your grandpa, and this is your grandma."

Looking at the two old people with red eyes, Lan Xiyue felt sad. The two old people had been looking for her for eighteen years and never gave up. This is family.

"Hello, Grandpa and grandma, I'm Lan Xiyue." Lan Xiyue called out sweetly.

"Okay, it's good that you're back. It's good that you're back. Come on in, come on in."