Saving The Black Immortal Venerable

The Huan family’s house is huge, with its eaves undulating like mountains, and the corridors are deep, no more than a small city.

Only a rough outline is drawn on the map, and there is no detailed drawing of the Huan family. Mu Yungui can only guess by feeling. Mu Yungui walked on the corridor, his eyes swept across the surrounding thresholds, and asked: "Are there people living in these places? It's really a big family."

Jiang Shaojin nodded: "The generation of Huan Zhiyuan is already the tenth generation of the Huan family. For thousands of years, everyone in the Huan family has lived together. At the age of eight, men marry their wives and daughters, and give birth to the next generation as soon as possible. If they can give birth to children with good qualifications, even if they have contributed to the family. Not only the Huan family, but also other immortal families in Yincheng."

Standing here, looking far and far, only one wall of the courtyard can be seen. The eaves are connected to each other, and you can't see the end at all. The world seems to be cut into small grids, and even the sky is only a square piece above the head. Mu Yungui sighed: "Living in such a place, if you don't have the qualifications for cultivation, you will definitely be very depressed."

From birth, everyone's fate is determined. The girl is especially sad. For the first eighteen years, she enjoyed the glory of the family lady and grew up without worrying about food and clothing. When he was old enough to have children, he was immediately arranged by the family to marry a young master from another family as his wife or even as a concubine. The only mission in his life was to have children. And her future destiny also depends entirely on how many children she has given birth to, among these children, whether or not she has the ability to cultivate immortality.

Such a life, it is better to be born outside a high wall, even if it is rough, but at least free to run and laugh.

Jiang Shaocai smiled lightly, as if to arouse some memories, and said: "People born in a fan cage never think this is a fan cage. Maybe they still look down on the women outside, thinking that mortals are vulgar and inferior, far inferior. Their blood is noble."

Mu Yungui was stunned, and asked in disbelief: "Really?"

So there are people like this, don't you feel oppressed, but proud of it?

Jiang Shaocai's tone was light, and said, "When you go to a few more places, you'll know if it's true."

As it went deeper, the surrounding houses became more delicate and the walls became taller. This should be the back house where the woman lives. Mu Yun looked around and asked: "We don't know her identity yet, how can we tell where her mother lives?"

"A person who deserves to be specifically banned will not have a low status." Jiang Shaocai said, "She has the qualifications for cultivation, and her younger sister sounds like it. Most of their fathers are not insignificant, so go to the most central master first. Take a look at the courtyard."

The main courtyard is easy to recognize, just walk towards the highest place of the eaves. The moment the disaster came, the monk had aura body protection, but ordinary people did not have the ability to protect themselves, and they were thrown into **** by fate in an instant. The side door was half open, Jiang Shaoci and Mu Yungui slowly pushed the door, and they saw corpses everywhere as soon as they entered their eyes.

The moment they solidified at the moment of death, unlike the skeletons of men outside the corridor, the house was full of women. Some of them were huddled together, some huddled in the corner, and some kept praying. After six thousand years, their flesh and blood has long since disappeared, leaving only their pale skeletons in various poses in vain.

When Mu Yungui saw it, he sighed for a long time: "The deceased rest in peace. May you be a free Swift in the next life, and no longer be a bird in a cage."

Mu Yun returned to his thoughts and thoughts carefully, and Jiang Shaoci didn't have the feelings of compassion and compassion. He stroked a skeleton with his scabbard, the bones fell to the side, and they were scattered in an instant, only the cloth strips on the outside were barely connected. Jiang Shaocai said: "It seems that this is indeed the main courtyard, and the status of the male host is not low. Even the ordinary maids wear clothes made of spiritual silk."

After being immersed in water for six thousand years, ordinary fabrics have long been corrupted, and only the silk spit out by the spirit silkworm can be preserved. Mu Yungui saw Jiang Shaoci's movements and immediately slapped him to signal him to respect the dead. Jiang Shaoci was planning to quibble, a cloud of black energy exuded from the skeleton just now, and soon surrounded them.

Mu Yun was also affected because he was standing next to Jiang Shaoci. Mu Yun's return to his heart is really retribution. This group of black fog was originally trapped inside by the skeleton. Jiang Shaoci touched it, the skeleton was scattered, and the lifelessness inside was no longer blocked.

The brother Zhao Xulin said that he suddenly attacked the same school madly, probably because he hit a bone and was inadvertently sucked into the black mist. Jiang Shaocai was surrounded by black energy, and he didn't panic at all, and he still thought to Mu Yungui: "I heard that before death, people will watch flowers and see their own life. She is a maid and has limited lethality, but you should still be careful. some."

The mortal world always likes to talk about daydreaming and cranky thinking. In fact, people's dreams are indeed energetic. The realm of cultivating immortals refers to the brain area as the sea of ​​knowledge, and mortals do not have special techniques for cultivating the sea of ​​knowledge like monks. The energy in their brains is much weaker. But if all the energy explodes together before death, the intense emotional fluctuations brought about by death will be enough for even mortals to leave behind the mist.

What they see now is the memory of the maid before her death.

The surrounding scenes were swaying, and there were many semi-elderly girls combing double buns in the field of vision. They are holding their skirts, you pull me and I pull you, scrambling to run to the door. The dilapidated Huan’s courtyard regained its glory in an instant. A girl with a round face wearing a green half-arm beckoned to the place where Mu Yungui and Jiang Shaoci were. I'm back, don't come here soon!"

It turned out that the dead maid was called Zigui. Mu Yungui couldn't see what Zigui looked like, only saw his eyes jerky, and the dark and quaint door suddenly closed. The maids hid behind the side door, huddled together and looked outside.

A young man dressed in white came up on the corridor. As soon as his face was exposed, the maids exploded in exclamation: "It's really Liu Langjun! Lang Jun is not dead!"

The world of cultivating immortals pays attention to the aura of all things, and even a casual sentence contains the aura of heaven and earth, so the cultivating world is very taboo from hearing words like "death". As soon as the talking girl spoke, she was beaten a few times by the people around her: "Bah, Liu Lang Jun is very lucky. Lang Jun only fell into the dark river during his experience, and his blessings will still grow in the future. You little hoof talk nonsense! "

The speaking maid knew that she was wrong, and hurriedly begged the sisters around her. They were chattering here, and in the blink of an eye, the young man in white had already walked to the front door and stepped into the high threshold surrounded by the crowd. When he entered the door, his body was slightly sideways, carefully escorting the woman behind him.

The maids made a long "Yeah", and after a moment of silence, they kept asking: "Who is that?"

"I don't know. Seeing that she is just a mortal, I thought she was a servant who brought things to Liu Langjun."

"Why did Liulangjun take her, and what is the relationship between her and Liulangjun?"

The maids were arguing endlessly, and their ears were so noisy that Mu Yungui didn't know who to listen to first. Fortunately, soon, someone sent the arranged causes and consequences to Zi Gui.

The inner house faces this small piece of sky all day long, and slowly, even their world is only so big. After only a short time, it spread all over the Huan’s inner courtyard, and Liu Langjun returned safely after experiencing distress. However, he knew the sea was wounded and lost his memory briefly after falling into the water. During this period, he was rescued by a mortal woman and married that woman.

The entire back house exploded, and all the servants were filled with indignation: "Liu Lang Jun is the first-in-law brother of Dao Zun, and the daughters of the Rong family are willing to be Liu Lang Jun's concubines. How can she be a mortal woman!"

The maids were very angry, as long as they got together, they would scold the mortal woman who had defiled Liu Langjun. Mu Yun turned back and asked: "Tong Da Dao Zun is..."

This is what happened after Jiang Shaoci was sealed, and he didn't know this person at all in his time. But this situation, combined with time, is not difficult to guess who this is.

Jiang Shaocai said lightly: "Huan Zhiyuan."

Mu Yun nodded, just as she guessed. This Liu Langjun turned out to be the younger brother of the head. If according to Jiang Shaocai’s description, the Huan family’s female relatives are really hostile to the mortal woman. That mortal woman without "blood" and family background will become Liu Langjun’s regular wife. , It is tantamount to a loud slap on everyone's face.

Mu Yungui already had a premonition for the next story. I just don't know what role the female ghost who entrusted them plays in it.

The surrounding scenes changed, Mu Yungui and Jiang Shaocai changed places in a blink of an eye. Mu Yungui looked around and found that this was an elegant courtyard, and there were sweeping tools along the side of the hall. It seemed that it had just been cleaned up. Zigui was walking towards the main house holding a pot of water.

All the memories follow Zigui’s perspective. Mu Yungui can’t see Zigui’s expression, but listening to her voice should be reluctant: "Please Announce to Madam Shao. The slave maid’s name is Zigui, and I will come to serve Shao in the name of Madam. lady."

There was a woman leaning on the interstitial. She heard the voice, sat up, and nodded at Zigui with a smile: "I'm sorry. We are about the same age. You don't need to call me Madam, just call me Bai Xiyan."

Bai Xiyan looked very delicate, with willow brows and apricot eyes, and white cheeks, not so stunning and beautiful, but very amiable. She speaks in a gentle manner, unlike the aristocratic lady, who should be brazen.

But Zigui still hung his head, and said with a sharp look: "There is a difference between inferiority and inferiority. This is not in compliance with the rules."

Bai Xiyan's lips moved. She wanted to say something, but was firmly suppressed by the phrase "non-compliance".

When their masters and servants were speaking, Mu Yungui was also looking around. This courtyard is clean and elegant, but looking at the shape, it is obvious that Huan Zhiyuan’s younger brother will not live in it. Mu Yungui thought of the grand main courtyard he had seen before, and said, "It's not like the place where the wife lives. Bai Xiyan has been calculated. Now, is she a wife or a concubine?"

Jiang Shaocai shook his head, showing no interest in these messy housework. Mu Yungui looked in the direction of the memory master Zi Gui. Zi Gui was originally working in the main courtyard, but now she was sent to the embarrassed young lady. She was actually a loyal one.

Mu Yungui felt inexplicably heavy in his heart.

Sure enough, Bai Xiyan's life later was not easy. The words she heard most often were "non-compliance." Liu Langjun came to her for the night. The next day her mother-in-law asked her to go there. She didn't know how to say it. Finally, she said that indulging in men and women would delay her practice and violate the rules. Bai Xiyan blushed at the time and stood uneasy in front of the concubines. She dared not get close when Liu Langjun came again that night. Bai Xiyan smiled and sent Liu Lang back to the study on the excuse of being unwell.

It's okay to refuse once or twice, but the more times, Rokuro also feels bored. But the courtyard where Bai Xiyan was located was remote, and it took a lot of detours to come from the main courtyard. Gradually, Liu Lang came less and less frequently. Once, she heard that Liu Lang was injured in sword practice. It took four hours to stew the tonic and sent it to the study by herself. But she was stopped by guards just as she approached the courtyard wall. Even if the Huan family were all practitioners, the tall and burly monks didn't blink, and coldly said to her: "The study is a heavy place. It's not compliant for mortals to go in."

Bai Xiyan could only put down the food box and left sadly. Not long after she walked out, she heard a noise from behind. She turned her head and saw a young and beautiful woman coming out of the yard. Rokuro escorted her to the door. The two stood on the steps talking, looking at the handsome and beautiful woman from a distance. , Immortal spirit fluttering, a perfect match.

Bai Xiyan's eyes were suddenly stung.

Bai Xiyan was confused in the next few days. She went to greet her mother-in-law. One stop was one day. She did something wrong several times because of her daze. Once she went to make tea for her mother-in-law, and as soon as she walked in, she saw a woman in brocade and beautiful clothes sitting beside her mother-in-law. The ladies of the Huan family were surrounded by the women. They were very affectionate and intimate.

Bai Xiyan was struck by lightning, and this woman was the one who came out of the study that day. The people inside heard the voice turning back and saw that it was Bai Xiyan. Her mother-in-law's expression immediately faded and said, "It's you, come in."

Seeing Bai Xiyan, the woman stood up decently and wanted to give her seat to Bai Xiyan. The sister-in-law immediately stopped the woman and said, "Sister Wanqing, what are you doing when you stand up?"

Rong Wanqing glanced in Bai Xiyan's direction and said with a smile: "Madam Young is here, I'm not sitting in compliance with the rules."

Bai Xiyan's impression of the most arrogant and most difficult little sister-in-law glanced at her, sneered, and still pulled Rong Wanqing to act like a baby: "Sister Wanqing, just sit down. You are the baby that the six brothers had set up since childhood. Dear, our Huan family only recognizes you as a daughter-in-law. Others don’t know Jinliang and they have to see if they have this fate."

There was no blood on Bai Xiyan's face for a moment, and the tea cup in her hand could not be held. When the sister-in-law said these things, the mother-in-law was listening to her. When she saw Bai Xiyan's hand shaking, she lifted her eyelids and said, "Isn't it possible that Bai Xiyan can't take it anymore? How do you maids serve?"

Zi Gui immediately stepped forward and took the tea cup in Bai Xiyan's hand. The sister-in-law snorted, rolled her eyes and said, "I can't even hold a cup of tea, but it's really delicate."

The early agile maid moved Rong Wanqing a seat, and Rong Wanqing was pulled down by the Huan's ladies. She glanced at Bai Xiyan, and whispered: "Sister Qing, the young lady is Liu Langjun's lifesaver after all, so don't say that."

Huan Ching smiled disdainfully, with a light and fluttering voice, and passed by: "What a young lady she is."

It was also at this time that Bai Xiyan realized that her mother-in-law only called her the Bai family, and never called her daughter-in-law. People bow their heads and call her his wife, but no one has ever said what kind of wife it is.

Bai Xiyan originally thought that the wives and young ladies of the Xiu Xian family were very cold. She was born in the countryside, not like these fairy family members who had been contaminated with fairy air since childhood. Everyone was beautiful, so Bai Xiyan worked hard to please her mother-in-law and sister-in-law, every day Spend several hours simmering soup, making tea, and then holding it to the main courtyard personally, never fake the hand of a maid. She thinks that human hearts are grown in flesh, and as long as she does it well, her mother-in-law will definitely be able to see her sincerity.

But Rong Wanqing's appearance shattered all Bai Xiyan's hopes. She finally knew that it was not the mother-in-law who was cold, but that they didn't want to care about her.

Bai Xiyan was hit hard, she went back to the room in silence, and vomited as soon as she touched her for dinner. Zigui was still following Bai Xiyan, she was startled, and hurriedly went out to ask a doctor.

His eyes shook for a while, and when the surrounding environment stabilized again, Mu Yungui stood in an open and elegant room, a single room larger than Bai Xiyan's entire yard. Standing outside the screen, the doctor gave his hand to Liu Lang and said, "Congratulations, Mrs. Liu Lang, happy."

After Mu Yungui looked at the screen, there was a woman faintly leaning against. She heard the doctor's voice and stroked her belly in disbelief.

Bai Xiyan was pregnant, and instantly alarmed the entire Huan family. Huan Zhilin only discovered that after a few months of absence, his wife had become skinny and skinny.

He is busy cultivating these days and has no time to pay attention to family affairs. He asks his mother and sister to let them take care of their wives. Every time Huan Zhilin asked her mother, her mother said that Bai Xiyan was very good, and he believed it to be true. Whoever wanted to see each other again, she was so thin.

After Huan Zhilin lost his memory, thanks to Bai Xiyan's care, he spent the happiest part of his life in the countryside. Even if he recovers his memory later, he still has feelings for Bai Xiyan. The cultivator attaches great importance to karma. Bai Xiyan is kind to him and also concluded a marriage contract. If he ignores it, it will most likely affect his practice in the future.

Huan Zhilin insisted, plus Huan Zhilin is the younger brother of Huan Zhiyuan, the Huan family has high hopes for Huan Zhilin, and they all hope that the family will have another five-star Taoist priest. Although a mortal would contaminate the blood of the Huan family, Huan Zhilin's practice is more important, and he can never give birth to a demon because of a mortal. Huan's parents finally agreed to marry Bai Xiyan as his wife.

Huan Zhilin was afraid that Bai Xiyan would be treated harshly, and insisted on keeping his wife by his side, even if his elders warned him that this would delay his practice. One person succeeded, the chicken and dog ascended to heaven, and Zi Gui followed Bai Xiyan to move to Huan Zhilin's yard, and his food, clothing, housing and transportation were significantly improved. A few months later, Bai Xiyan gave birth to a daughter, and Huan Zhilin became a father for the first time. She loved this daughter very much and named her Huan Mandala herself.

Bai Xiyan's mother and daughter became the number one celebrity in the inner house, Zigui has also risen, and countless people come to cheat Zigui every day. Huan Mandala soon turned one year old and tested his qualifications under the eyes of the public. Bai Xiyan sat nervously behind the screen, almost twisting the veil with her hands. Finally, the test results came out. After hearing the words of the elder outside, Bai Xiyan lost consciousness for a moment, her back limp on the back of the chair, tears burst into her face instantly.

Huan mandala talents are fair, although it is not the best, but it can be practiced.

The mother-in-law glanced in Bai Xiyan's direction, her expression was complicated, and finally she sighed and accepted her fate.

She gave birth to a promising son, worshipped Kunlun Sect, and didn't know how to enter the eyes of that Tianjiao, and became that one's sparring partner. After that, Huan Zhiyuan made a smooth journey, and has been promoted to a five-star Dao Zun. The eldest lady became the unique **** of the Huan family. Later, she tried all her best to seek medicine, and finally gave birth to a son. She looked forward to her younger son repeating the glory of her brother, but it was a pity that she fell on a mortal woman.

Probably, this is human fate. The eldest sighed faintly, but fortunately, his brother was not as hopeless as him. Huan Zhiyuan has risen to five stars, and the talents of the children born will only be better. She must carefully choose a daughter-in-law for Huan Zhiyuan. In her lifetime, she will definitely see a grandson with noble blood, excellent talent, and perfection.

After Huan Manda tested the qualifications of cultivation, Bai Xiyan could truly gain a foothold in the Huan family. In the days that followed, Bai Xiyan focused on raising her daughter, and her eyes were full of children. It didn't even seem like a big deal for her husband to return. Bai Xiyan was immersed in happiness, completely ignoring the outside world. But Mu Yun returned to being an outsider, but she smelled an aura of anxiety, especially when she saw that Zi Gui's contact with the main court had not diminished, and Zi Gui still reported to the lady on a regular basis.

In the blink of an eye, Bai Xiyan's daughter was three years old. Mu Yungui looked at the little girl's immature face and asked, "Is she the woman we met?"

Jiang Shaocai nodded: "Yes."

I couldn't see it when I was born, but now Huan Mantu is three years old, and she can be vaguely recognized from her eyebrows. She is the ghostly female ghost in the future. Mu Yungui thought of the final ending of Huan Mandala, and was quite sighed: "Bai Xiyan is gentle and kind, and is meticulous to her daughter. Although Huan Zhilin does not appear often, she also loves her only daughter very much. What happened afterwards, can let you Huan Mandala has turned into that kind of paranoid nature?"

Jiang Shaocai said indifferently: "Who knows, keep watching. But it is really troublesome to raise children."

Now Zigui has become Bai Xiyan's personal maid, helping Bai Xiyan with her children most of the day. Jiang Shaocai and Mu Yungui were also forced to watch how a child was born, learns to walk, and learns to speak, and finally stumbles and runs.

Mu Yungui discovered that there are so many details about the year when Huan Manda was three years old. Even if it is a memory, it is too detailed. What happened to make Zigui so impressed this year?

Mu Yun's idea of ​​returning has not yet fallen, and the surrounding environment has suddenly changed. The sky suddenly became gloomy, the wind howled, the snow melted down, and the entire Huan family mansion was shrouded in gloom.

The environment in the memory often changes according to the owner's emotions, and the surroundings suddenly become so dark, thinking about it, very bad things have happened during this time.

Sure enough, Huan Zhilin came out of retreat, but this time, he brought a very bad news.

Huan Zhilin injured the meridians in a previous experience, and the Huan family invested a lot of natural resources to help Huan Zhilin heal his injuries. He was in retreat for a long time, and many elders personally went out to dredge his meridians, but the effect was not satisfactory.

Huan Zhilin’s meridians were damaged, and although they were restored under careful treatment, there was no way to refine aura.

In other words, his path to cultivate immortality ends here, and he has missed the avenue in this life.

This is a major blow to Huan Zhilin. He has lived in the halo since he was a child, and everyone hopes that he will come out of the blue and create more glories. As a result, he had just cultivated to the second star, and his path of cultivation came to an abrupt end.

Those ambitions, dreams, and prospects suddenly became jokes. Huan Zhilin was decadent for a long time, shutting himself up in the house every day, unconsciously not wanting to see people, only to see his daughter to be more energetic. He gave up on himself for half a year, and finally walked out of the shadows.

Perhaps, I have accepted the reality.

He is dead, except that he has spiritual energy in his body to nourish and can live longer than a mortal, and the rest is no different from a mortal. The only value left for him is to give birth to the Huan family with outstanding children and inherit his brother's mantle.

And the mother of that child would not be a pure mortal, Bai Xiyan.