The God descended to earth and led his son to chase his wife

At this time, the sun was shining and the breeze was not dry. Lu Wan and his family were sitting on the spirit boat, enjoying this wonderful time.

The spirit boat slowly rose, taking them away from the ground and flying into the sky. Lu Wan and Su Yichen sat at the bow of the spirit boat, while little Jing'an excitedly lay on the side of the boat, curiously looking at the scenery below. As the spirit boat rose higher and higher, the scenery below gradually became smaller, but the people in the palace were still clearly visible.

"Sister Dongyue, Sister Dongxue, Uncle Hong, all the aunts, you must take good care of the palace and take good care of yourselves. An'er will miss you too!" Little Jing'an stood on the spirit boat, waving his little hands and shouting loudly. His voice was clear and loud, echoing over the entire palace.

Everyone in the palace below raised their heads and followed Lingzhou. Dongyue and Dongxue clung to each other, their eyes revealing reluctance to leave. They silently watched Lingzhou, as if they hoped that time could stop and make this moment eternal. The palace housekeeper Hong Bo had tears in his eyes and kept waving his hands to say goodbye to them. In addition, there were also the kitchen maids and the servants in the palace, all standing there, silently waving their hands to bid farewell to Lu Wan's family.

Lu Wan looked at the crowd below, and a feeling of emotion welled up in her heart. She knew that although these people were servants, they all truly cared about their families. However, when she looked around, she suddenly found that the guards of the palace were gone. She frowned in confusion and turned to look at Su Yichen: "Why are the guards of the palace not seen?"

Su Yichen smiled slightly and explained softly: "I asked them to merge with the Akabane Army..." His tone was calm, and he didn't seem to care about this decision. However, Lu Wan was a little surprised. She didn't expect Su Yichen to make such an arrangement. After all, the guards of the palace have always been an important force to protect the safety of the palace.

But she soon understood Su Yichen's idea. The Akabane Army is a powerful army. If the guards of the palace can be merged with it, the overall strength can be enhanced. Moreover, doing so can also give the guards of the palace more opportunities to exercise and improve their own abilities. Thinking of this, Lu Wan couldn't help but nodded, expressing her support for Su Yichen's decision.

"Where are the secret guards? You didn't bring Secret One this time? Or Secret Nine..." Lu Wan continued to ask.

Su Yichen shook his head slightly and said firmly: "They are too weak. Taking them out will only make them a burden and trouble. Let them stay in the mansion and concentrate on practicing. This will also protect the other people in the mansion. As long as someone can practice to the Spiritual Venerable realm, they can come to us."

Hearing this, Lu Wan couldn't help but laugh helplessly. This guy really had the nerve to dislike his own secret guard.

At this moment, all the dark guards from An Yi to An Jiu gathered together and looked up at the huge spiritual boat in the sky. One of the dark guards couldn't help but ask, "An Yi, are we really not going to see our masters off?"

An Yi shook his head without hesitation, his eyes firm and focused. He replied seriously: "We should spend more time on training now! Only by constantly improving our strength can we better protect our masters. Don't waste time on such meaningless things."

The other secret guards nodded in agreement. They knew that An Yi was right. So, they responded in unison: "Yes!"

However, An Jiu stood there with a dejected look on his face, his eyes still fixed on the few people who had already gone away, his heart filled with feelings of loss and reluctance.

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Two days later

Lu Wan and her companions returned to Lingmeng Academy and went to Zhuying Garden at the foot of the mountain first. However, they found that there was no one there. She couldn't help but wonder: "Could it be that those guys are really not here?" She pondered in her heart, and at the same time, she felt a little relieved. After all, it was really admirable that these guys practiced so hard.

Therefore, Lu Wan decided to speed up her pace and not be left behind. She knew that only by continuous efforts could she keep up with everyone else and achieve her goals.

Afterwards, the three of them returned to Qingzhu Pavilion on the mountain peak. When they walked into the room, Old Man Ouyang and Qi Sheng were sitting face to face, with a look of astonishment on their faces.

It turned out that Lu Wan did not use disguise when she came back this time, but showed her true face. Although Qi Sheng and Old Man Ouyang had seen Lu Wan's true face, they were still very surprised to see her at this moment.

Lu Wan was as beautiful as a fairy, while Su Yichen beside her was as graceful as a fairy. The two stood side by side, complementing each other. Especially the boy who was about eight years old, he was handsome and cute, as if he had walked out of a painting. He not only inherited the good genes of his parents, but also integrated their respective characteristics, which made him particularly charming.

Old man Ouyang and Qi Sheng looked at each other with surprise in their eyes. They had heard that Su Yichen and Lu Wan had a child who was almost four years old, but the boy in front of them was obviously eight years old. Looking at his appearance, there was no doubt that this must be their biological child.

However, Old Man Ouyang and Qi Sheng were very confused about all this.

"What is this?" Old man Ouyang looked at Lu Wan and the others and asked.

Lu Wan couldn't help laughing at the scene in front of her. She lowered her head, looked at Xiao Jing'an tenderly, and said softly: "An'er, this is the master that mother mentioned to you before. He is an earth-level weapon refiner!"

Hearing Lu Wan's words, little Jing'an's bright eyes suddenly sparkled. He blinked curiously, then shyly but generously bowed to old man Ouyang, and said in a childish voice: "Hello, Grandpa Ouyang! I am the son of father and mother, my name is Su Jing'an! I am already..." At this point, little Jing'an just stretched out four fingers, seemed to remember something, turned his head to look at Su Yichen standing next to him, then stretched out another four fingers, and then said: "I am already eight years old this year!"

Little Jing'an looked up at Old Man Ouyang with a smile on his face. His cute appearance made people laugh. Although his figure and appearance looked like an eight-year-old child, his behavior was a little unfamiliar and immature, as if he was only three or four years old. This innocent behavior made Old Man Ouyang love him.

Old man Ouyang was confused in his heart, but his face was full of wrinkles. "You are An'er! You have grown so big! Come here and let grandpa see you..." His eyes were full of love and joy, as if he saw a relative he had not seen for a long time.

After hearing what the old man said, little Jing'an raised her head and looked at her parents with her bright eyes. Lu Wan and her husband looked at each other and nodded gently, as if encouraging her to come forward. So, little Jing'an excitedly took a step and trotted to the old man Ouyang, saying shyly, "Hello, Grandpa Ouyang~" Her voice was childish and crisp, as pleasant as the sound of birds singing in the morning.

"Hey! My dear child, I always hear your mother mention you. Today, we finally meet! Haha!" Old man Ouyang laughed heartily, his eyes revealing his love for little Jing'an. He gently stroked little Jing'an's hair, then took his little hand and said gently: "Sit down!" However, at the moment he let go of his hand, a strange look suddenly flashed across his face. He stared at little Jing'an and asked softly: "An'er, can you let grandpa touch your hand again?"

Little Jing'an was very confused, but he still stretched out his hand obediently. He muttered to himself, wondering why Grandpa Ouyang kept touching his hand. Is there something special about his hand? However, since Grandpa wanted to touch it, let him touch it.

Lu Wan noticed the abnormal mood of her master and felt uneasy. She hurriedly approached and asked anxiously, "Master, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong with An'er?" Her voice was trembling slightly, and it was obvious that she was very worried.

"Hush, your master is feeling the bones, just watch." Qi Sheng said softly while sitting beside him, then looked carefully at the top of Xiao Jing'an's head, thinking to himself: "This kid... actually has the aura of heaven on him, could he be the next Chosen Son of Heaven?"

Qi Sheng thought about it while narrowing his eyes, looking past Xiao Jing'an and looking at Su Yichen not far away. He saw Su Yichen as usual, with the aura above his head filling the sky, and he couldn't see clearly what was going on inside. Qi Sheng couldn't help but frown, muttering to himself: "This kid's aura is really hard to predict..."

Then, Qi Sheng's eyes slowly moved to Lu Wan. However, to his surprise, there was nothing on Lu Wan's head! This discovery made Qi Sheng's eyes widen, with a look of disbelief.

Qi Sheng has been studying luck for hundreds of years, and he and Old Man Ouyang are fellow disciples. Although he is older than Old Man Ouyang, he can only become his disciple because he entered the sect later. …

That was 1,200 years ago...

Their master is called Xuan Daozi, a famous fortune teller in the middle world, famous for his fortune-telling and fortune-telling skills. However, he is the only one guarding the empty Xuanxu Taoist Temple. He has no disciples, and Xuan Daozi has a strange personality and bad temper. He also has a unique habit: he is keen on snatching other people's disciples, and forcing these disciples to learn Taoism under the pretext that they are predestined with Taoism.

I still remember that year, Xuan Daozi tricked Ouyang into the mountain to learn the art of bone-touching, while I chose to study the way of destiny. Although we understand that Taoism can be mastered in many ways, we still need to distinguish the primary and secondary and master one of them.

Qi Sheng was immersed in memories, his thoughts drifting away. Now looking back at the two adults and one child in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh that they were the most special family he had met in hundreds of years.