Xiao Xun~ Zhiyun ran over and stood in front of An Xun. I heard that when you woke up, you called your senior sister a mother?
Zhifei chased her and kept shouting: Junior sister, junior sister, don’t run away!After hearing this, his face turned dark. Oh, didn’t I tell you not to say it in front of Xiao Xun? He would be embarrassed if you do this.
An Xun, sitting on the stone, asked the sky speechlessly: Are you still talking in front of me...
When Yao Ji walked up from the bottom of the hillside, she saw such a lively and chirping scene. Not long after her freshly released, her junior brother and sister were pulling each other's fat faces and rubbing each other's fat face. An Xun sat on a big round stone, looking old-fashioned. He was only ten years old this year, and he showed this expression on his fat round face, which made people look more and more cute, making people want to poke his face.
Yao Ji did the same, reaching out and poking it. Well, it was soft and elastic, and poking it again. When it reached the sixth time, An Xun looked up helplessly: Sister Yao, you are back.He is well-behaved and sensible.
Well, be good.Yao Ji touched his head with satisfaction. Thinking of the little guy calling him a mother when he woke up, he was also amused and crying. Zhifei and Zhiyun rushed up to pull her clothes from left to right.
Senior sister, you don’t touch my head.
I am also very well-behaved, senior sister, senior sister, please touch my head.
Yao Ji was like a little chicken, thrusting on the heads of the two little guys with a smile. Zhifei and Zhiyun were young and lively. After a while, they chased each other and played. An Xun jumped off the stone and followed Yao Ji obediently: Do you want to meditate today?
After hearing this, Yao Ji felt soft again: I wanted it, and asked An Xun in a gentle tone, did Xiao Xun feel less painful when she meditated recently?, Do you sleep soundly at night?...
The two of them asked and answered questions and entered the quiet room where Yao Ji practiced.Yao Ji watched An Xun sit cross-legged on the cushion, and after a half moments, her spiritual thoughts were completely immersed in meditation and then she stepped out of the quiet room.
The poisonous fire in An Xun's body was quite powerful. Even if he was no longer in a coma, it would not be completely removed in a short while.
After he woke up, he made a big mistake. Yao Ji thought he was young and was afraid that he would be scared. Unexpectedly, he calmed down quickly and apologized to Yao Ji in a slut: This... senior, boy is ruthless, and abrupt senior.
Naturally, Yao Ji would not care about a child. After asking him his name and still remembering what happened before, An Xun's face darkened and he whispered: I made a big mistake. He raised his head and looked at Yao Ji with dark eyes. Senior, "Senior, are they from Feiyun Sect, who is here to punish me?"
Yao Ji had known about his life experience from Zhenjun Xuan Jing. He was already struggling. Although he had a lot of lives from Feiyun Sect in his hands, he had lost his mind at that time and killing was not the original intention. If he wanted to blame him, it would be a bit unreasonable. He said lightly: I have nothing to do with this matter. Even if you do something wrong, I will not punish you.You don’t need to think too much. This is the Wangxing Peak of the Beichen Sect. The Taiyuan Sect’s True Lord Nan Guang will send you here and ask me to remove the poisonous fire from your body. You can rest with peace of mind.
Although An Xun still had many doubts, he saw that she said this, so he obediently stopped asking questions.
He was probably very sensible by nature, and then he followed Yao Ji's request in every word and deed, and never disobeyed.
Seeing him like this, Yao Ji secretly praised him. Seeing that he was tortured by the poisonous fire in her body, she guided him some practice methods, supplemented by Tongming Youzhi to speed up the speed of removing the poisonous fire.
After two months of this, An Xun and the others on Wangxing Peak became more and more familiar with each other, and became partners with Zhifei Zhiyun.
However, the two little guys who were one year older than him were ten thousand more than him, because they were the disciples of Zhenjun Xuan Jing, with a very high generation. They were attracted to cats and dogs on Wangxing Peak, and everyone would be frustrated when they saw it.
Yao Ji had no choice but to take the little brother and sister. She carried the collars of the two little guys every day to clean up the mess, so she could only let them see the role models around her: Look at Xiao Xun, you are much more obedient than you, so can you two learn from him?
Xiao Xun is younger than us.
Children should stay at home with adults, right, senior brother~
Yes, junior sister~
Yao Ji was so angry that she gave her a thunderous thunder. An Xun was not angry and stood beside Yao Ji and smiled shyly.
After Yao Ji finished teaching her uneasy junior brother and sister, she had a bad habit of worrying. Thinking that An Xun was indeed a little introverted, she was very kind to induce: Xiao Xun also went to play with them. Don’t listen to them nonsense. Children just need to run more and jump more.
An Xun shook his head: I like to stay at home...follow Sister Yao.Although the second half of the sentence was small, Yao Ji still heard it.
She was originally a soft-hearted person. When she faced such a well-behaved child, how could she not be more pityed? Since then, Yao Ji has a little tail. As he said, An Xun followed Yao Ji in and out.
What's rare is that he never let Yao Ji feel disturbed. Yao Ji wanted to meditate, so he brought the cushion. Yao Ji wanted to rest, so he took the initiative to ignite the incense burner. Even when the guests came, he could help him serve tea and water. He did nothing worse than the boys who served Yao Ji.
This made Yao Ji feel sad, and she felt pity that she should know that if such a young child can be so good at observing his words and expressions, then his past life will naturally be carefree.
When Zhenjun Xuanjing and Zhenjun Nan Guang left with An Xun, they asked about the origin of the child of Feiyun Sect.
Feiyun Sect said that his parents were both disciples in the sect, but his father disappeared and his mother died prematurely, leaving An Xun as an orphan when he was four years old.
Two years later, Master Dongyang Yuan said that he was lost and the people in the sect didn't care. It was not until Master Dongyang Yuan died that he realized that he was imprisoned in the forbidden room by Master Dongyang Yuan for four years.
When he was locked in the forbidden room, the only thing he could come into contact with was Master Dongyang Yuan. He could observe his words and expressions so well. I guess he didn't have much time in Feiyun Sect before.
If you look at Zhifei Zhiyun, who is one year older than him, you will know that his mind and age are not always matched.
Yao Ji has always been a smart person. How could she not tell that An Xun wanted to please her? She really didn't want this child to work so hard. She just thought that he would go to Taiyuan Sect sooner or later. If he had a sense of security here, he was afraid that he would be even more sad in the future, so she might as well maintain the status quo.
In order to speed up the removal of poisonous fire, An Xun had to practice for three hours every day, and it was already night when he withdrew from the meditation.
At night, he placed it in the wing room next to the quiet room, separated by a wall, so that Yao Ji could take care of her.
After washing up, An Xun went to bed. Yao Ji and her eyes cultivated to her level of cultivation. Unless she thought about it, her body would not need sleep at all.
At midnight, Yao Ji suddenly heard a constant sob in her ears, and she naturally immediately realized that it was coming from the wing room.
When he walked over, he saw An Xun curled up in the quilt. Because others were small, the pine-colored quilt face was bulging, making him look even weaker and weaker.
He had no idea what dream he had, but his face was covered in tears, his little hands clenched into his fists, and his strength was too strong, and his nails were trapped in his flesh.
Yao Ji sighed secretly, trying to spread his hands apart, but unexpectedly he grabbed his fingers and held them tightly and refused to let go.
In the subtle sob, the little boy's voice actually felt a heart-wrenching mourning: No, don't leave...Mom...
Yao Ji stood there, originally trying to pull her hands out, but after a while, she sat down, and then she slanted to the edge of the bed, stroking An Xun's back and slowly coaxed him to sleep.
The night seemed long and short. Most of An Xun's murmurs were vague. Sometimes they said that Mom didn't want me anymore, and sometimes they cried and begged not to take Xiaobai away.
It was not until the sky gradually became white and he finally slept soundly, and Yao Ji pulled out her hand that had been clenched all night, tucked her feet in the quilt, and closed the door and left.
Zhifei and Zhiyun had just started practicing and had not yet fasted the valley. Although An Xun had already formed a pill, his body was tortured all year round and was not very healthy.
Yao Ji asked the three little guys to eat three meals a day and watch over them for dinner every day.
At the breakfast table, two naughty children were still playing and making fun. An Xun sat quietly beside him and snatched rice. Yao Ji held a teacup and watched him silently through the lingering heat. She sat in the middle of the hall, but seemed to be curled up in the corner.
She suddenly asked: Who is Xiaobai?
An Xun was startled and raised his head, his eyes were red, he bit his lower lip and whispered: It's a cat I have raised.
Yao Ji didn't ask the cat how it happened later. She nodded slightly, got up and went to the inner room to write a letter to Master Xuan Jing.
In the afternoon of the same day, the Zhenjun Xuan Jing, who received Feishu, returned to the mountain in a flash and as soon as he stepped onto Wangxing Peak, he shouted: Disciple!Disciple!He shouted all the way to the inner room. Yao Ji was reading a book, but he grabbed her shoulder and shook her. Is what you wrote on Feishu true?
Yao Ji met the old man's wide-open eyes, and was both funny and angry: You are just rushing back from thousands of miles for this?
This is a big deal!The old man is determined, don’t be afraid, I will write a letter to the old ghost of Nan Guang, not afraid that he will not agree. But have you really thought about it?
Yao Ji nodded with a solemn expression: I have already thought about it. The child is An Xun. I don’t want to send him to Taiyuan Sect. Master, you have accepted your junior brother and sister. If you are unable to do anything, I will... accept him as your disciple.
Zhifei chased her and kept shouting: Junior sister, junior sister, don’t run away!After hearing this, his face turned dark. Oh, didn’t I tell you not to say it in front of Xiao Xun? He would be embarrassed if you do this.
An Xun, sitting on the stone, asked the sky speechlessly: Are you still talking in front of me...
When Yao Ji walked up from the bottom of the hillside, she saw such a lively and chirping scene. Not long after her freshly released, her junior brother and sister were pulling each other's fat faces and rubbing each other's fat face. An Xun sat on a big round stone, looking old-fashioned. He was only ten years old this year, and he showed this expression on his fat round face, which made people look more and more cute, making people want to poke his face.
Yao Ji did the same, reaching out and poking it. Well, it was soft and elastic, and poking it again. When it reached the sixth time, An Xun looked up helplessly: Sister Yao, you are back.He is well-behaved and sensible.
Well, be good.Yao Ji touched his head with satisfaction. Thinking of the little guy calling him a mother when he woke up, he was also amused and crying. Zhifei and Zhiyun rushed up to pull her clothes from left to right.
Senior sister, you don’t touch my head.
I am also very well-behaved, senior sister, senior sister, please touch my head.
Yao Ji was like a little chicken, thrusting on the heads of the two little guys with a smile. Zhifei and Zhiyun were young and lively. After a while, they chased each other and played. An Xun jumped off the stone and followed Yao Ji obediently: Do you want to meditate today?
After hearing this, Yao Ji felt soft again: I wanted it, and asked An Xun in a gentle tone, did Xiao Xun feel less painful when she meditated recently?, Do you sleep soundly at night?...
The two of them asked and answered questions and entered the quiet room where Yao Ji practiced.Yao Ji watched An Xun sit cross-legged on the cushion, and after a half moments, her spiritual thoughts were completely immersed in meditation and then she stepped out of the quiet room.
The poisonous fire in An Xun's body was quite powerful. Even if he was no longer in a coma, it would not be completely removed in a short while.
After he woke up, he made a big mistake. Yao Ji thought he was young and was afraid that he would be scared. Unexpectedly, he calmed down quickly and apologized to Yao Ji in a slut: This... senior, boy is ruthless, and abrupt senior.
Naturally, Yao Ji would not care about a child. After asking him his name and still remembering what happened before, An Xun's face darkened and he whispered: I made a big mistake. He raised his head and looked at Yao Ji with dark eyes. Senior, "Senior, are they from Feiyun Sect, who is here to punish me?"
Yao Ji had known about his life experience from Zhenjun Xuan Jing. He was already struggling. Although he had a lot of lives from Feiyun Sect in his hands, he had lost his mind at that time and killing was not the original intention. If he wanted to blame him, it would be a bit unreasonable. He said lightly: I have nothing to do with this matter. Even if you do something wrong, I will not punish you.You don’t need to think too much. This is the Wangxing Peak of the Beichen Sect. The Taiyuan Sect’s True Lord Nan Guang will send you here and ask me to remove the poisonous fire from your body. You can rest with peace of mind.
Although An Xun still had many doubts, he saw that she said this, so he obediently stopped asking questions.
He was probably very sensible by nature, and then he followed Yao Ji's request in every word and deed, and never disobeyed.
Seeing him like this, Yao Ji secretly praised him. Seeing that he was tortured by the poisonous fire in her body, she guided him some practice methods, supplemented by Tongming Youzhi to speed up the speed of removing the poisonous fire.
After two months of this, An Xun and the others on Wangxing Peak became more and more familiar with each other, and became partners with Zhifei Zhiyun.
However, the two little guys who were one year older than him were ten thousand more than him, because they were the disciples of Zhenjun Xuan Jing, with a very high generation. They were attracted to cats and dogs on Wangxing Peak, and everyone would be frustrated when they saw it.
Yao Ji had no choice but to take the little brother and sister. She carried the collars of the two little guys every day to clean up the mess, so she could only let them see the role models around her: Look at Xiao Xun, you are much more obedient than you, so can you two learn from him?
Xiao Xun is younger than us.
Children should stay at home with adults, right, senior brother~
Yes, junior sister~
Yao Ji was so angry that she gave her a thunderous thunder. An Xun was not angry and stood beside Yao Ji and smiled shyly.
After Yao Ji finished teaching her uneasy junior brother and sister, she had a bad habit of worrying. Thinking that An Xun was indeed a little introverted, she was very kind to induce: Xiao Xun also went to play with them. Don’t listen to them nonsense. Children just need to run more and jump more.
An Xun shook his head: I like to stay at home...follow Sister Yao.Although the second half of the sentence was small, Yao Ji still heard it.
She was originally a soft-hearted person. When she faced such a well-behaved child, how could she not be more pityed? Since then, Yao Ji has a little tail. As he said, An Xun followed Yao Ji in and out.
What's rare is that he never let Yao Ji feel disturbed. Yao Ji wanted to meditate, so he brought the cushion. Yao Ji wanted to rest, so he took the initiative to ignite the incense burner. Even when the guests came, he could help him serve tea and water. He did nothing worse than the boys who served Yao Ji.
This made Yao Ji feel sad, and she felt pity that she should know that if such a young child can be so good at observing his words and expressions, then his past life will naturally be carefree.
When Zhenjun Xuanjing and Zhenjun Nan Guang left with An Xun, they asked about the origin of the child of Feiyun Sect.
Feiyun Sect said that his parents were both disciples in the sect, but his father disappeared and his mother died prematurely, leaving An Xun as an orphan when he was four years old.
Two years later, Master Dongyang Yuan said that he was lost and the people in the sect didn't care. It was not until Master Dongyang Yuan died that he realized that he was imprisoned in the forbidden room by Master Dongyang Yuan for four years.
When he was locked in the forbidden room, the only thing he could come into contact with was Master Dongyang Yuan. He could observe his words and expressions so well. I guess he didn't have much time in Feiyun Sect before.
If you look at Zhifei Zhiyun, who is one year older than him, you will know that his mind and age are not always matched.
Yao Ji has always been a smart person. How could she not tell that An Xun wanted to please her? She really didn't want this child to work so hard. She just thought that he would go to Taiyuan Sect sooner or later. If he had a sense of security here, he was afraid that he would be even more sad in the future, so she might as well maintain the status quo.
In order to speed up the removal of poisonous fire, An Xun had to practice for three hours every day, and it was already night when he withdrew from the meditation.
At night, he placed it in the wing room next to the quiet room, separated by a wall, so that Yao Ji could take care of her.
After washing up, An Xun went to bed. Yao Ji and her eyes cultivated to her level of cultivation. Unless she thought about it, her body would not need sleep at all.
At midnight, Yao Ji suddenly heard a constant sob in her ears, and she naturally immediately realized that it was coming from the wing room.
When he walked over, he saw An Xun curled up in the quilt. Because others were small, the pine-colored quilt face was bulging, making him look even weaker and weaker.
He had no idea what dream he had, but his face was covered in tears, his little hands clenched into his fists, and his strength was too strong, and his nails were trapped in his flesh.
Yao Ji sighed secretly, trying to spread his hands apart, but unexpectedly he grabbed his fingers and held them tightly and refused to let go.
In the subtle sob, the little boy's voice actually felt a heart-wrenching mourning: No, don't leave...Mom...
Yao Ji stood there, originally trying to pull her hands out, but after a while, she sat down, and then she slanted to the edge of the bed, stroking An Xun's back and slowly coaxed him to sleep.
The night seemed long and short. Most of An Xun's murmurs were vague. Sometimes they said that Mom didn't want me anymore, and sometimes they cried and begged not to take Xiaobai away.
It was not until the sky gradually became white and he finally slept soundly, and Yao Ji pulled out her hand that had been clenched all night, tucked her feet in the quilt, and closed the door and left.
Zhifei and Zhiyun had just started practicing and had not yet fasted the valley. Although An Xun had already formed a pill, his body was tortured all year round and was not very healthy.
Yao Ji asked the three little guys to eat three meals a day and watch over them for dinner every day.
At the breakfast table, two naughty children were still playing and making fun. An Xun sat quietly beside him and snatched rice. Yao Ji held a teacup and watched him silently through the lingering heat. She sat in the middle of the hall, but seemed to be curled up in the corner.
She suddenly asked: Who is Xiaobai?
An Xun was startled and raised his head, his eyes were red, he bit his lower lip and whispered: It's a cat I have raised.
Yao Ji didn't ask the cat how it happened later. She nodded slightly, got up and went to the inner room to write a letter to Master Xuan Jing.
In the afternoon of the same day, the Zhenjun Xuan Jing, who received Feishu, returned to the mountain in a flash and as soon as he stepped onto Wangxing Peak, he shouted: Disciple!Disciple!He shouted all the way to the inner room. Yao Ji was reading a book, but he grabbed her shoulder and shook her. Is what you wrote on Feishu true?
Yao Ji met the old man's wide-open eyes, and was both funny and angry: You are just rushing back from thousands of miles for this?
This is a big deal!The old man is determined, don’t be afraid, I will write a letter to the old ghost of Nan Guang, not afraid that he will not agree. But have you really thought about it?
Yao Ji nodded with a solemn expression: I have already thought about it. The child is An Xun. I don’t want to send him to Taiyuan Sect. Master, you have accepted your junior brother and sister. If you are unable to do anything, I will... accept him as your disciple.
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