Xiuxian Work Log

When Hua Xiangrong woke up, she saw Yang Zishen dying.

In just a moment, he understood everything.

The space was torn apart, and a vast sword energy slashed towards him. Wu Kun walked out of the void and looked at Hua Xiangrong with cold eyes.

"I'm sorry to think you were different from your father, but I never thought you could be so cruel to your closest friend!"

"Don't say you were controlled by Hua Cixi, but you still hurt Zishen. I will never forgive you for such a thing! No matter how deeply you hurt Zishen, I will repay you double!"

The sword energy was powerful and rushed straight towards Hua Xiangrong.

Suddenly, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and the house was torn into pieces. Hua Xiangrong exhausted all her skills but could not withstand Wu Kun's sword. In the end, she was seriously injured and kicked into the abyss by Wu Kun.

With her heart of Taoism shattered and all hope lost, Hua Xiangrong remembered a lot of things.

*

Hua Cixi was not like this before. He used to be brave and righteous and stood up for others who were treated unfairly. He often taught him swordsmanship and said to him.

"In the future, Dad will send you to the Ziyang Sword Sect. I heard that the Ziyang Sword Sect already has two Sword Immortal embryos, but we think Rong's talent in sword training must be even greater. We will compare with them when the time comes."

The woman sitting by the window drinking tea laughed, her eyebrows sharp and her eyes deep.

"Why are you telling him all this? Sword practice requires a clear mind. He's only five years old now, why should he compete with you just because of your opinion?"

The young Hua Xiangrong, wearing a red cloak made for her by her mother and holding a small peach wood sword in her hand, jumped off Hua Cixi and pounced on the woman.

"Mom, I don't compare myself with others. I listen to you and do whatever you ask me to do!"

He Yun picked up Hua Xiangrong and put her face against hers.

"Why is my Xiangrong so obedient? But mother still wants to tell Xiangrong that there are many interesting things in this world, besides cultivation, there are also the warmth and coldness of human nature."

"I don't want you to think about such complicated things. Our heads are so small that they can only accommodate our parents and the heroes. As for other things, we can think about them when we grow up, okay?"

"Lady~"

Hua Cixi came over, grabbed the corner of He Yun's clothes, and hugged He Yun and Hua Xiangrong from behind.

He Yun turned her face away, and Hua Cixi came close to her again.

"I didn't mean to teach that kid bad things. The Ziyang Sword Sect has a lot of rules. Everyone has to be ranked. If my lady gets angry, I will never say such things again."

"Madam, can you please look at me? Seeing you angry makes me very sad and upset. My heart is throbbing, as if someone is grabbing me."

He Yun grabbed Hua Cixi's hand, and Hua Cixi showed a sly smile at the corner of her eyes.

"I know my wife loves me the most."

He Yun pulled his hand away but failed to do so. Instead, Hua Cixi brushed her hand against his face.

He Yun: ...

"Get out of the way, it's so sticky, the compatibility is still there!"

Xiangrong looked at Hua Cixi and thought for a while, then put her arms around He Yun's neck, kissed her on the face, and said with a smile.

"I want to be close to Mommy too! I love Mommy the most! Mommy loves me the most too!"

"Ah! Daddy, why did you hit me? Mommy, he bullied your favorite son!"

A head popped down, and Hua Xiangrong covered her head with her hands, looking pitiful with tears as big as beans.

Hua Cixi is not a soft-hearted person. This kid always pretends to be pitiful in front of Yunniang.

"Your mother loves me the most, and you come second. Of course, I love your mother the most, and then you."

Hua Xiangrong covered her head and looked up at Hua Cixi.

"why?"

"Of course it's because we loved each other first that we have you!"

He Yun pushed Hua Cixi away, and together with Hua Cixi, they kissed Hua Xiangrong on the face.

"So the person we love the most is you, Xiangrong."

Hua Xiangrong touched her cheeks in surprise and smiled widely.

*

He Yun died at the hands of Hua Cixi's enemy.

Hua Xiangrong did not see the faces of those enemies, and Hua Cixi handled it very cleanly.

Apart from.

Several families disappeared overnight.

Hua Xiangrong was five years old that year, and he never celebrated his birthday again in the following twelve years.

No one celebrated his birthday anymore.

Hua Cixi died with He Yun that winter.

The man who brought him into the Cibei Temple became an ordained monk, and all his impetuous and violent tempers were removed. He seemed to have become a truly ruthless and ungrateful Buddhist.

He always made rapid progress. Even if he gave up the techniques he had practiced before, he could quickly learn Buddhist techniques and quickly gain a place in the Cibei Temple.

When Hua Cixi asked him if he wanted to join the Zi Yang Sword Sect, he shook his head, then shaved off his long black hair and stayed with Hua Cixi.

Now that his mother is gone, he wants to stay with his father and take good care of him.

Hua Cixi, who had almost no emotions left, stared at Hua Xiangrong for a long time, touched Hua Xiangrong's eyebrows, but couldn't say the name she wanted to say.

"Forget it, you can just stay in Mercy Temple."

"Daddy, you still have me."

Hua Cixi hugged Hua Xiangrong's young body, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes.

"No, I have nothing."

*

From the age of five to sixteen, Hua Xiangrong grew wildly like a young bud in early spring. He met Yang Zishen of the Ziyang Sword Sect and became his close friend.

The two of them would always choose a place for a mission. After helping people get rid of the monsters, they would carry two pots of wine and compete in the moonlight on the mountain.

Mingyue and Lan'an trembled slightly in the darkness. They fought each other with all their might, and when they were exhausted and lay on the ground, they leaned against each other to drink and chat.

Yang Zishen was drinking and was in high spirits.

"Xiangrong! What is your dream?"

"Me?" Hua Xiangrong's face flushed, and she was obviously a little drunk.

"I hope to be my parents' child in my next life."

Yang Zishen smiled. "The bond between parents is inherently illusory. There's a saying that goes, 'I'd rather be filial to my parents while they're still alive than think about the afterlife.' Your dream is too difficult, but mine isn't difficult at all!"

"Why isn't it difficult?" Hua Xiangrong looked at Yang Zishen. Yang Zishen stood up drunkenly, raised Lan'an and stabbed it towards the sky.

"One day I will become a great swordsman even more powerful than my master! I will split the demon world into pieces with one sword! I will make the demon world atone for the sins of countless ancestors on Ziyang Dinglei Mountain!"

Hua Xiangrong took out the bright moon and smiled slightly under the moonlight.

"Then I want to fulfill this dream with you."

*

Meeting Lin Qingyue was a coincidence.

At that time, he had just arrived in the Demon Realm and already knew that Hua Cixi coveted the magic weapon Qingjing in the hands of the Water God.

Lin Qingyue was saved only because the servant had a crush on him. Even if he was not presented to him, he would have presented him to Hua Cixi again.

Once Hua Cixi finds out, both the servant and Lin Qingyue will be killed.

Fortunately, the servant behind him quickly discovered Hua Cixi's restricted area, but he also discovered the difference of Lin Qingyue.

Her every move, every word and every behavior did not seem like that of someone from the world of immortal cultivation.

"Was it really that obvious what I was saying?"

The girl opened her mouth exaggeratedly and waved her hands speechlessly.

Hua Xiangrong imitated her movements, looking very funny, which made Lin Qingyue laugh.

"It's really hard not to be suspicious."

"Okay, then I'll try not to do that next time. But are you really not going to accompany me to the restaurant to watch a show? The food there is really delicious!"

"Thank you for inviting me."

"Oh, don't be so polite! Let's go for a walk!"