Cultivation of Immortality

Zhui'er was speechless. Someone had already joked that her mother was a goblin. If it continues, it would be obvious that she would ask about the tragic ending of Danzi's parents.

"Zhui'er, tell me how you live your daily life. Do you eat well and do you get beaten or scolded?" Although Zhui'er is almost thirty years old, in Qing'er's heart he is still the same person. A child who was taken away at the age of 6.

Qing'er was warned by Princess Huarui and Minglan, and was deeply afraid that the fate of the world would affect Zhui'er's becoming an immortal, but how could she, a mother-in-law, resist not asking anything?

"The food I eat is very good. They are all delicious delicacies that ordinary people cannot eat. I am not beaten or scolded. They are all very good to me. Whether they are senior brothers, senior sisters or masters, they all love me." Like all the people who have returned from going out. Like everyone else in the family, Zhui'er didn't need to be taught how to tell good things but not bad things naturally. He had been prepared for this kind of lies to deceive his mother, so he told her vividly without waiting for her to ask her one by one. Mom talked about his wonderful life, but of course the important secrets about the cultivation world such as cultivation were briefly passed over.

"Is it really that good?" Qing'er was a little skeptical after hearing this, because the scene Zhui'er described to her was a bit too beautiful.

Zhui'er was very courageous in deceiving his mother this time. He showed a bit of pride and said, "Don't think about where that place is. I am cultivating immortality. For mortals, our place is a fairyland."

Tears of happiness flashed in Qing'er's eyes. It would be nice if her son didn't suffer. She was willing to believe what Zhui'er said.

"Mom, I can stay at home for a month this time. I won't see anyone and will only be with you at home. This way I don't have to worry about people being suspicious of my appearance. Don't drive me away."

"One month?" Facing Zhui'er's pleading eyes, Qing'er didn't know what decision to make.

Zhui'er plucked up the courage and said boldly, "It was my master who allowed me to come back. He said that I was practicing too fast. If I don't slow down a little bit, I would violate the taboo of being too aggressive, and I would go crazy."

"Master asked you to come home?

"Qing'er stared at Zhuo'er with suspicion.

Zhui'er immediately became timid and hesitated, "Master asked me to take a break. A very capable senior sister sent me back. She thought I could go home and stay for a month."

"Then do you, senior sister, go home often?" Qing'er became even more suspicious, staring at Zhuo'er and asking.

Zhui'er met her mother's eyes and whispered, "She is hundreds of years old, and her family is long gone."

"She...really lived for hundreds of years? How many hundreds exactly?"

Seeing her mother's surprised expression, Zhui'er's courage suddenly came back, and she vowed, "She is three hundred years old. This senior sister is so powerful. Even if she stops practicing now, she can live for thousands more years and become Li Cheng." The fairy is not far away."

Qing'er was so shocked that she opened her mouth, and after a while she asked eagerly, "How many years can you live now?"

"At least five hundred years. If I continue to practice for a while, I can live for one or two thousand years."

"Okay... Zhui'er... great..." Qing'er's lips trembled and her voice trembled. For a mother, nothing could make her happier than this.

Zhui'er begged, "Mom, my child is really promising. Just let me stay at home for a month."

"Well... then... then you..." Qing'er was shaken by her son's great achievements, but she was still a little hesitant.

"Mother..." Zhui'er's call made her cry.

Qing'er was heartbroken by the call and cried, "Then you should stay here first."

"Mom!" Zhui'er cried with joy and hugged her mother.

At this moment, there was also news outside

He came and shouted loudly, "Mother! Mother!"

Zhui'er was very curious and cast out her consciousness, only to see a fat man of eight or nine years old running into the yard waving a wooden sword in his hand, shouting with excitement and running towards the room.

Qing'er hurriedly pushed Zhui'er away, walked to the door in three steps, opened the door and said to the little fat man, "Mom is busy now, you can go play for a while."

The little fat man raised his head and looked at Qing'er with a distressed look on his face and said, "Mom, why are you crying? Do you miss my elder brother again?" .??.

Qing'er wiped her eyes that were red from crying and said, "No, Mom misses your grandma. You go and play and let Mom stay by herself for a while."

"Mom, please stop crying. When I grow up a little, I will go get my eldest brother back." The little fat man walked out and said while turning his head. He obviously didn't believe what Qing'er said.

Qing'er looked at him lovingly and said, "Good boy, stop crying, let's go play."

After the little fat man walked out of the inner courtyard, Qing'er closed the door, turned to Zhui'er and said, "I didn't have time to tell you, but you have a younger brother now. He is nine years old this year. His name is Lang Xian. Xian'er is as sensible as you." "She said and sat back next to Zhui'er. She looked at Zhui'er a little embarrassed and said, "Zhui'er, mother also wants your brother to learn her skills. Do you think it's okay? If this matter is difficult to handle, forget it. , Mom is afraid of causing trouble for you."

Suddenly a younger brother appeared, which made Zhui'er feel a little stupid and couldn't answer for a while.

Qing'er thought he was in trouble, and hurriedly touched his head and said, "Forget it, Mom doesn't understand what's going on over there, so she just talked about it casually. Don't take it too seriously."

Zhui'er regained consciousness, but still kept silent while blinking his eyes. At first, he was quite disgusted with this younger brother who suddenly appeared, and he couldn't stand the love shown by his mother for the little fat boy. But then he thought about it, although this younger brother has lost his mother's love, he still can't stand it.

Ding also brought a lot of comfort to my mother. After all, I couldn't be with my mother. It was a great thing to have a younger brother who could fulfill his filial piety by his parents' side.

In line with this episode, his feelings for the little fat man suddenly deepened, but Zhui'er was confused about letting him go to practice immortality. Wouldn't it mean that his mother would have to endure the pain of separation of flesh and blood again?

"Mom, cultivation depends on talent. Not everyone can do it. If you don't have talent, it will be very painful to take this path."

"Then what do you think your brother's talent is?" Qing'er looked at Zhui'er expectantly. A mother would give up anything for her son. In this regard, she and Zhui'er have completely different thoughts. If Xian'er can If she goes to practice, she will let Xian'er go without hesitation, just like she did without hesitation more than twenty years ago when she took Zhui'er on a long road to search for Xian'er.

"I'm not sure about this." Zhui'er couldn't reject it out of conscience. He couldn't do anything against his conscience.

"Then can you ask your senior sister who has lived for three hundred years to come and show him? Didn't you say that she is very capable? She can always see accurately, right?"

"Hmm..." Zhui'er hesitated, not knowing what to do.

Qing'er was cruel and said with a smile, "Don't mention it anymore. The weird mother is too greedy. You should be thankful to have such a good home mother. This is the blessing of the Lang family. Xian'er should not be lucky if she doesn't have it. I’m forcing it, my mother is open to it, don’t make it difficult.”

Zhui'er thought about it and said, "Mom, let's talk about this in a few years. Even if my little brother has talent, he is too young now, and I really don't have the ability to help him now. It won't be too late in a few years. We will see the situation then." Depends.”

"Okay! Okay! Okay! Just make up your mind, do what you can, don't force it, you are all my flesh and blood, I can't delay you because of him." Qing'er agreed repeatedly, and she would Very happy.