I Built A Family Of Immortal Cultivators

Chapter 340: Child?

However, looking at the affectionate gaze and stunning red lips right in front of him, he didn't explain anything. He closed his eyes and passionately kissed Ling Xueqing under the moonlight.

He was already three hundred years old, but who said that someone at three hundred couldn't experience the feeling of being moved like the younger generation?

As long as the beauty was there, even if he was four or five hundred years old, his passionate heart would still beat.

"Quack quack!"

Suddenly, two frog croaks came from somewhere.

"Turn the vermilion pavilion, lower the beautiful door, shining on the sleepless people's joys and sorrows, the moon waxes and wanes."

At this moment, in a shop in the Lin family's gathering place, a woman's voice was slowly reciting the poem she had just overheard. She read it three times in a row, and tears welled up in her eyes as she thought of the scene she had just witnessed.

"Mother, why are you crying?" Beside the woman's voice sat a petite and lovely little girl with bright eyes and white teeth. She asked her mother in a cute and obedient tone.

"Darling, mother isn't crying. Mother is just thinking about something."

The woman's voice spoke, then she hugged the little girl in her arms. The little girl played with her own braid while the woman's voice remained immersed in her thoughts.

After a long time, she found a piece of paper and wrote down the poem.

Looking at the still wet ink on the paper, the little girl happily said, "Mother, are you going to teach me new characters today?"

"Yes, mother is going to teach you new characters. Come and read with mother. This one is called 'ming,' which means dawn." The woman's voice didn't write it down to teach characters, but when she heard the little girl say that, she taught her word by word.

"Ming~ It means dawn."

The little girl also learned it very seriously.

After learning "ming," it was the character for "moon," but the little girl had already learned this character a long time ago. At this moment, the woman's voice pointed to the bright moon outside and explained the meaning of these two characters combined. The little girl listened attentively, and the moon became even brighter.

"Alright, it's cold outside. Let's go back." After a long time, Lin Qing said to Ling Xueqing.

Ling Xueqing nodded and left with Lin Qing. As for the blind date event, it hadn't ended yet.

In the following months, due to the blind date event, there were constant good news among the younger generation of the Lin family, which made Lin Qing extremely happy. But what made him even happier was that Ling Xueqing gave birth to a pair of dragon and phoenix twins for him, which made Lin Qing overjoyed.

After a hundred days, a test revealed that both children had double spiritual roots. Lin Qing immediately named one Lin Xuchu and the other Lin Xuhui.

Looking at these two children, Lin Qing thought to himself that it wouldn't be long before the Lin family would have two more powerful cultivators.

However, when naming the children, there was something that puzzled Lin Qing.

The poem that he unintentionally recited under the moonlight had spread widely in the Lin family recently. After all, it was a rare quatrain, and it had been widely circulated for a while.

This made Lin Qing unable to understand. It was understandable that the poem could spread, but the key question was who spread it?

He naturally didn't reveal it to anyone else, and he didn't ask Ling Xueqing either. As for the Purple Golden Toad, it was only busy croaking and didn't remember anything.

Thinking about it, Lin Qing thought of that strange divine sense.

Perhaps that divine sense had eavesdropped on his poem and then spread it.

But in the Linjia Mountain, besides him, only the Bag-breaking Master had such a powerful divine sense back then. This was also one of the reasons he didn't care about it at the time. But would the Bag-breaking Master listen to his poems and spread them recklessly? No matter how Lin Qing thought about it, it seemed highly unlikely.

However, he still took this matter to heart and asked Lin Xuqian to investigate who had spread it.

After a few days, Lin Xuqian found a middle-aged cultivator, and according to the investigation, he was the first one to spread it.

When Lin Qing saw this middle-aged cultivator, he found that he only had the cultivation level of the late Qi Refining stage, which was even more strange. And when this middle-aged cultivator saw Lin Qing, he was scared to death. Lin Qing calmed him down and asked about the poems.

"I... I heard a little girl reciting these poems and thought they were very good, so I wrote them down. I didn't claim them as my own, I just told my friends about them."

"A little girl?"

Lin Qing became even more puzzled. How could a little girl know about it?

"What kind of little girl? Where did you see her?" Lin Qing asked.

"In a talisman shop. The little girl was about four or five years old and looked cute. She casually recited these poems. At that time, I was only focused on remembering the poems and didn't pay attention to anything else."

"A talisman shop?" Lin Qing felt that something was not right, as if something had clicked together.

Then he showed an expression of disbelief.

No way.

Lin Qing thought of his own speculation and couldn't believe it, but when he thought about it again, it wasn't completely impossible.

"Xuqian, take him out and give him some spirit stones," Lin Qing said.

Lin Xuqian took the middle-aged cultivator out, while Lin Qing fell into deep contemplation.

As he walked on the road in the Linjia Mountain, it had been over five years since he last came here. In these five years, Lin Qing hadn't set foot in the Linjia Mountain once, but today he had a reason he couldn't ignore.

Five years could be long or short, but in Lin Qing's eyes, the Linjia Mountain hadn't changed much.

But the more he walked, the more unsettled his heart became. Various thoughts entangled in his mind.

Talisman shop! If he remembered correctly, the Bag-breaking Master's shop sold some low-level talismans. Coupled with the poems recited by the little girl, it made Lin Qing have to think more.

Could it be that after that day with the Bag-breaking Master, he actually had a child?

To be honest, Lin Qing had never thought about this before today. After all, both he and the Bag-breaking Master were Gold Core cultivators, and it was extremely difficult for them to have children. It took Lin Xueqing, who was only at the Purple Mansion stage, so much effort, but the Bag-breaking Master had a child with just one time. No matter how he thought about it, it seemed impossible.

But it wasn't absolute. Just like breakthroughs in cultivation, it was only a matter of probability.

Who said that the two of them couldn't have a child on their first try? The affairs of the world were truly unpredictable.

Originally, Lin Qing had already forgotten about the Bag-breaking Master, but after thinking about all this, how could he continue to remain calm? He had to find out the truth.

As he got closer to the talisman shop, Lin Qing's heart became more and more uneasy.

This kind of mood hadn't appeared for a long time. Lin Qing stopped and took a deep breath before continuing to walk slowly towards the talisman shop.

As he got closer, the door of the talisman shop was wide open, but it seemed that there were no customers stopping by.

Lin Qing's heart moved, and he entered a nearby pill shop that had been open for a while and casually bought some pills. Then he asked, "Fellow Daoist, when did the shop next door open? I remember last time I came, it was closed for a long time."

(End of this chapter)