The whole cultivation world wants to rob my son

Ye Xingchen and Shen Qingyun's master, whose title is Cangli, is the highest among the three sword masters of the Sword Sect, and was also the one who was the most injured that year. When the demons invaded, they colluded with many sects in the human world. There is Qianyuanzong Minghua lineage. .

Jianzong and Qianyuanzong are in the same East Continent. Unlike Jianzong, there is only sword repair. The skills practiced by different sects of Qianyuanzong are not the same. Sword Master Cangli and Venerable Qingmu of Qianyuanzong are best friends, and they have a relationship with the demons. The colluding Ming Hua lineage usually does not show the mountains and does not leak water, and lured him into the game in the name of Venerable Aoki. When they found out that something was wrong, the demon army had already arrived in the human world.

Later, the human world suffered heavy losses, and Cangli Sword Master also had a knot in his heart. If he hadn't been careless and was calculated by others, the demons would not have entered the human world so easily.

The morning light was twilight, the sky was just right, and Liuguang City was as bustling and lively as ever.

The servants prepared the morning meal in an orderly manner, and the child who had just woken up was carefully taken care of, and the white and tender skin was like the best white jade in the sun.

Seeing Ye Xingchen standing in the yard teaching the children how to walk early in the morning, Xie Bugui stretched his muscles and snatched the little guy over with lightning speed, "Xingchen, you need to go back to the Sword Sect to prepare?" I'll help you look after the baby."

The forehead twitched slightly looking at Xie Bugui who "snatched" the child away, Ye Xingchen had a cold face, and the surrounding wind was cold, but it was a pity that he was of no use to that person.

Putting the child on his shoulders, Xie Bugui ran out with the smiling and happy little guy. Their friendship since they were young has long been used to this person's air-conditioning from time to time.

Hearing the childish cheers, the seemingly ruthless Fuyu Jianzun pursed his lips, "Depart in a quarter of an hour, don't forget the time."

"Understood, I'll be back in a while." Xie Bugui replied loudly, let the child ride on his shoulders like the wind to the place where the peach pit was planted yesterday, lifted him up, and held him steady when he fell catch.

The little kid who had never played with high lifts before was flushed with excitement, and the kisses and hugs that were connected were not so resisting. Xie Bugui's eyes lit up, and he found a way to get the little guy close by himself.

The seedlings planted yesterday shook their young leaves tremblingly, as if they felt that the source of spiritual energy was nearby, and even the sprouts that were exposed were much more energetic.

Xie Bugui played with the child for a while, and then put the little guy next to the sapling, "Xiao Liuyuan, the sapling will have peaches to eat when it grows up, you planted this sapling, do you want to take it away?"

The chubby little hand stroked the bud twice, and the little guy nodded solemnly, "I want, Taozi, for Dad."

"Only for your father?" Xie Bugui's eyes flashed narrowly, and then he pretended to be sad and covered his chest, "Master is so sad, we only think about that cold-hearted father, He didn't even care about the uncle who worked so hard to play with him..."

Looking at the sad Xie Bugui in a panic, the child put his fingers together, struggled for a while, and then said, "Don't be sad, give me one."

Seeing the exquisite doll carefully pulling his sleeves, Xie Bugui opened his eyes exaggeratedly, "Xiao Liuyuan, there are so many trees, is there only one uncle?"

The child nodded hesitantly, seeing that the person in front of him seemed to be making a fuss again, he hurriedly made amends, "Then... two?"

Seeing the little guy solemnly counting with his fingers, Xie Bugui's mouth twitched slightly, and then Xizi continued to hold his heart, "Zai Zai doesn't have a master in his heart, the master is really sad..."

Pulling the hem of his clothes in embarrassment, the child lowered his eyes and said nothing. There are many peaches on the big tree, but there are none on the small sapling.

Miaomiao is so small, can it bear two fruits?

He has already given away all the fruits, Dad may not be able to eat them, why is the uncle not happy?

After waiting for a while for the little guy's response, Xie Bugui felt bad, and asked the kid to look up. Sure enough, the big teardrops were about to fall, and it was obvious that he was about to cry.

"Liu Yuan, my uncle won't eat peaches, so don't cry, okay?" Hugging the child in his arms in a hurry, Uncle Xie, who had provoked him too much, began to coax the child very unskillfully, "I'll give you everything, Daddy. Uncle Master doesn’t want any of them.”

After all, he was still a young man who hadn't taken care of the child, Xie Bugui was in a hurry, it was fine if he didn't coax the little guy, but he couldn't stop the tears when he coaxed the little guy.

The child seemed to be made of water, and his chest was wet after a while in his arms.

Seeing that the agreed upon time was approaching, the dejected Master Uncle Xie put away the saplings in the crevices of the rocks, and then dragged back with the crying and hiccupping child.

As expected, he was kicked aboard this spirit boat.

Lying on the deck outside without tears, Xie Bugui sighed faintly, he was wrong, he shouldn't have taken Liu Yuan out.

He only knew that the soft baby was very caring, how could he know that the crying little guy was so powerful?

As the city lord of Liuguang City, Shen Qingyun still had things to do, so he couldn't go to Jianzong with them. There were only the three of them on the huge spirit boat. Xie Bugui rubbed his face, grinned and didn't care about his own image.

Inside, Ye Xingchen wiped away the tear stains on the child's face. The little guy's emotions came and went quickly. He was not a crying character in the first place, so after coaxing him, he crawled around on the small bed by himself. I am also very happy to go.

Usually there are only the two of them in Fuyu Mountain. The little guy can perceive the surroundings when he is not transformed. He has been in a quiet place for a long time, and he is not used to having more people.

Sitting next to him and watching for a while, remembering someone lying outside, Ye Xingchen clenched his fists, turned and walked out.

Xie Bugui, who had just recovered, looked at the unfriendly black-clothed swordsman, and turned over extremely nimbly, "What do you want to do? You have already fought, and the spirit boat can't stand your toss!"

Ye Xingchen's face darkened, and in the end he just looked over coolly, "Liu Yuan is still young, he thinks the little sapling can only bear two peaches."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Xie Bugui's reaction, the black-clothed Jianxiu with a condensed expression went back to guard his family.

Unexpectedly, Ye Xingchen came out just to explain such a sentence to him, Xie Bugui was taken aback for a while, and sat down leaning against the boat with his eyes covered.

The little sapling can only bear two peaches, and he still thinks that two are too few, and the fate is still young, won't he cry sadly?

Ye Xingchen, who has always been unkind, and Sword Master Fuyu, who has never bothered to waste time on such trivial matters, has now learned to explain, which is really rare.

Was it because he was afraid that he would have a problem with the little guy, so he came out on purpose?

Putting away the cynical smile on his face, Xie Bugui tidied up his messy clothes, and suddenly a rush of enthusiasm surged in his heart.

Anyway, he is also Liu Yuan's uncle, does he seem to be such a stingy person?

The speed of the spirit boat was extremely fast, even if Jianzong and Liuguang City were separated by half a human world, it took half an hour to arrive.

The tall white jade mountain gate soon appeared in front of him, Ye Xingchen controlled the speed of the spirit boat to slow down, hugged the child in his arms and prepared to go down.

I already greeted Master yesterday, and they shouldn't disturb too many people when they come back at this time.

Under the majestic mountain gate, there are nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps leading to the foot of the mountain. Jianzong recruits disciples once every hundred years. The higher the level, the higher the aptitude above the Dao of the Sword.

When Ye Xingchen started, he climbed up to nine thousand steps.

Thinking of the past, Ye Xingchen's chill subsided, and the spirit boat went around the mountain gate, following his memory and heading directly towards the mountain that was shining brightly in the sun.

In addition to himself, Jianzong also has three venerables.

Nanhua Sword Master Gu Pinglan, whose sword name is Zuiyue, despite his identity as the Sword Master, is also the best swordsmith in the Three Realms, but he rarely enters the sword furnace in recent years, so it is hard to find a sword.

The heavy sword is named Sikong Xuanying, and the name of the sword is Longyuan. It is said that the sword was formed by drawing stars. When the sword is unsheathed, it looks like a dragon lying in the abyss, so it got its name.

And the last one is his master, Cangli Sword Master Ye Guihong.

The news of his return was not known to many people. Everything in the Sword Sect was as usual, and the disciples at Broken Sword Cliff were uniformly wielding their swords.

The spirit boat stopped at the foot of the mountain, and Ye Xingchen took the little guy down first, looking at the long-lost mountain, he couldn't help but relax.

Under the ancient pine embracing each other, the two sat and drank tea opposite each other. When they realized that the person who was waiting had finally arrived, they looked at each other, and then got up one after another.

The man in Tsing Yi, with black hair like a waterfall, put away the teacup on the stone table, wearing a Tsing Yi with wide sleeves and moiré pattern, and the green color makes his temperament more gentle. It is better to say that he is a sword cultivator than a pampered nobleman in the mortal world, with his wide sleeves turned up During the flight, the aura of the whole mountain is docile and submissive, making you feel like a spring breeze.

It is Jianzong Nanhua Jianzun.

Already feeling that Ye Xingchen was different from before, Gu Pinglan looked at the silver-haired man sitting beside him and said with a smile, "Xingchen's fate is really good."

Looking back indifferently, Ye Guihong nodded, "You should go."

"So ruthless?" Gu Pinglan sighed helplessly looking at this person who didn't show any affection, "With your temperament, who is to blame for our Jianzong's bad reputation?"

Xie Bugui hid on the spirit boat and refused to get off. Ye Xingchen, who came up alone with the child, looked at the two elders who had been waiting here, "Master, the apprentice is back."

"It's good to be back." There was a bit of softness in his voice, and Ye Guihong looked at the obedient and silent child with a rare smile on his face.

The child who was held in his arms looked at the two people in front of him curiously, wrapped his arms around their father's neck, and quickly shrank back when he felt that someone was watching.

After a while, the little guy's nose moved slightly, and he couldn't help poking his head out again. After looking around for a while, thinking that the movement was small, his gaze finally fell on the sword in Gu Pinglan's hand.

The long sword with a blade like frost and snow is bundled in the scabbard, and the colorful jade is dotted on the scabbard, as if it has never experienced bloody gorgeous jewelry.

Excalibur Drunken Moon, unparalleled in romance, is the sword that Master Nanhua loves most in his life.

Looking at the radiant pearl and jade without blinking, the child unconsciously stretched out his hand towards that side, "Father, yes."

Gu Pinglan, who stood by the side not to disturb the reunion of master and apprentice, was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly, "Xingchen, this little doll is destined for me, how can you give it to me?"

Holding the child even tighter, for fear that the child would be snatched away, Jianzun Fuyu pursed his lips, "Master uncle just joked."