Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

When Li Guanqi returned to the room, he found Chen Xiaotian still frowning, pondering over what Li Guanqi had said.

However, his bright eyes still held some confusion.

It was normal to think so, after all, Chen Xiaotian was only seven years old, about the same age as he was back then.

He used to beg for food every day, accustomed to the coldness of the world.

Li Guanqi shook his head slightly, it seemed that he was much more sensible than Chen Xiaotian back then.

Chen Xiaotian's eyes caught sight of Li Guanqi, and he looked up in surprise.

Li Guanqi couldn't help but joke when he saw this, "What? Are you afraid I'll leave?"

He didn't hide it and shook his head a little embarrassedly.

Li Guanqi calculated that his mother should be back soon.

He decided to remove the fleshy growth on his neck first, and observe the rest for a few more days.

"Come, lie down."

Chen Xiaotian guessed what Li Guanqi was going to do, he was a little uneasy, but he obediently lay down.

He clenched his clothes nervously with both hands and closed his eyes tightly.

Li Guanqi's gentle voice said, "Don't be so nervous, relax, just close your eyes and sleep for a while, you'll be fine when you wake up."

While speaking, he used gentle Yuan energy to paralyze him, putting him into a dream.

Chen Xiaotian had a very beautiful dream, in which he and his mother no longer worried about life and didn't have to worry about going hungry.

He also dreamed of... holding the wooden sword given to him by Li Guanqi, and traveling the world!

Thinking about it, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a pair of small tiger teeth.

Li Guanqi wrapped Chen Xiaotian in his divine sense, observed the condition of his fleshy growth, and formed a sword with his fingers.

Lightning flashed, and it struck down in an instant with lightning speed.

The fleshy growth, which was the size of a head, fell off instantly, but before it could land, it was burned to ashes by a cluster of flames.

However, a patch of black was left on Chen Xiaotian's neck.

Li Guanqi asked Peng Luo for a small piece the size of a watermelon seed, gently crushed it, and turned it into a drop of milky white liquid.

He dripped it on his neck, and in just a few breaths, only a trace of burning remained on Chen Xiaotian's neck.

Li Guanqi could have done all of this more perfectly.

However, he wanted this young man to always remember his childhood self and his original intentions.

As for that wooden sword, it was a treasure, and it was also a sharp blade for reaping lives.

He sealed Chen Xiaotian's mother, Xu Jinglan's, aura in the wooden sword. If Xu Jinglan was not dead, Chen Xiaotian would suffer backlash from the wooden sword if he left a thousand miles.

Only when Xu Jinglan died of old age would the seal on the wooden sword be lifted.

Although that might be decades later, for cultivators... when is cultivation not cultivation?

He didn't want his good intentions to turn Chen Xiaotian into an unfilial person!

If that were the case, he would rather kill him himself!

Creak...

A woman covered in wind and snow hurried back, carrying many things in her hands.

Before entering the door, she stretched her neck to look into the house.

When she saw the swaying firelight and the white figure in the room, she breathed a sigh of relief.

She pushed the door open and walked into the room, looking at Li Guanqi and bowing apologetically, "I'm sorry, I kept you waiting, Immortal, I was delayed for some time."

The snowflakes on the woman's knees had not yet melted, which showed how anxious she was.

Li Guanqi smiled and waved his hand, "Then I'll wait to taste your cooking."

The woman was about to say something when she caught sight of the fleshy growth on the boy's neck disappearing.

Her mouth opened, but no sound came out, and tears fell uncontrollably again.

No one knew how much pressure she had been under these past few years, and she had even thought about killing herself many times.

But her sick son always worried her.

If Li Guanqi hadn't appeared today, she might have chosen to hang herself the moment her son died.

Li Guanqi's appearance was like a ray of light in the suppressed darkness, illuminating her and the boy's entire world.

The woman forced back her tears, turned around and quickly wiped them away, smiling and choking, "Please sit down for a while, it will be ready soon."

The woman busied herself in the kitchen, and at this moment, Li Guanqi suddenly moved a small wooden stool to the side of the stove.

Xu Jinglan was so frightened that she quickly reached out to help him up, but she immediately retracted her hand, fearing that her hands would dirty Li Guanqi's clothes.

"Immortal... Immortal, please go inside and sit, how can I let you do these rough jobs!"

"You... you are killing me..."

Li Guanqi said with a smile, "Don't worry about me, I used to do these jobs, back then... I was only a little taller than this stove."

The woman seemed to hear something, and glanced at Li Guanqi with a complicated expression, a little frightened but still did not refuse.

Li Guanqi broke the firewood and ignited the stove with heavenly fire.

The warm firelight flickered on his face, watching the woman skillfully washing the rice, washing and cutting vegetables very neatly.

This made him feel dazed for a moment.

The warm firelight warmed his face, and at this moment, he withdrew his divine sense and closed his mind's eye.

The whole world fell into dead darkness again.

But he no longer felt the fear he once had, just like twelve years ago, sitting quietly on a small stool helping his mother add firewood to the pot.

The crackling sound of burning firewood came from his ears, as well as the light chopping sound of the woman's kitchen knife on the cutting board.

The slightly smoky fumes, everything made him feel like it was the same as before.

The woman inadvertently turned her head and happened to see Li Guanqi's face illuminated by the firelight, with a knowing smile on the corner of his mouth.

But the corners of his eyes were slightly wet.

Since experiencing Cang Lu's matter, Li Guanqi had been very resistant to this kind of do-gooder, helping out casually.

But this time... he was sincere.

Unknowingly, the Great Sumeru Nine Palaces Immortal Execution Tattoo on Li Guanqi's skin was rapidly disappearing.

This also meant that the seal on the Empty Spirit Dao Body was gradually weakening.

As his state of mind changed, Li Guanqi only felt his mind clear and his thoughts clear.

It was as if something that had been accumulating in the depths of his heart was gradually dissipating.

The meal was ready, but there wasn't even a table in the house.

Li Guanqi simply put the dishes on the table and took out a kang table from his storage ring.

The food was fragrant, Li Guanqi gently touched Chen Xiaotian's eyebrows, and the boy woke up leisurely.

Looking at the table full of food, including meat dishes, he rubbed his eyes and got up and muttered.

"I must still be dreaming, how could we possibly have chicken stew with mushrooms..."

The woman couldn't help but chuckle when she heard this, and her complexion improved a lot.

"Stinky boy, you're not awake yet, get up and eat."

While speaking, the woman's voice gradually became choked and trembling.

Little did she know that her body had also been quietly healed by Li Guanqi.