May 19, 2017, sunny

In the early morning, after simply organizing the magic circles and buildings in the sword world, the sword spirit of the Tianwai Divine Sword began to urge his mount to get up early to practice.

According to the usual time period, Li Qingming should have gotten up and washed up. Even if the waist injury is serious, she will at least breathe and carry qi and blood. Moreover, her injuries improved greatly after yesterday, and it is time to resume her practice of not moving and domineering.

However, when Jian Ling came to Li Qingming's bedroom, she saw that she was still sleepy and on the verge of waking up from the dream. Such a lazy attitude naturally made the owner dissatisfied, and she poured a basin of cold water over, causing the girl to scream in surprise.

"What's wrong??"

Wang Jiu said with a heavy heart: "Li Qingming, although I can understand your joy and optimistic expectations for your sudden encounter with the wise master, I must remind you that practice is a personal matter and the master cannot do it for you. Your original qualifications and understanding are poor, and you rely entirely on the power of your blood to support your practice, but now you cannot even do basic diligence..."

"My God, are you an old mom? You just nag and annoying when you get up, and who caused me to be hurt if I can't get up? I heard those idiots cry and howl all night yesterday! Can't you let them whine down!"

Wang Jiu was surprised: "You are the top martial arts master with a high level of body refining and full of spiritual consciousness, and will you suffer from insomnia by the noise?"

"...That was the noise made by three first-class masters and a monk from Fengqi realm."

"Is there any difference?? And don't you plug your ears?"

Li Qingming lowered his head and stuttered for a while, and had to admit, "I think it's quite fun, so..."

"So I can't get up early to practice after listening to it all night? I think it's necessary for me to give you a second round of IQ test."

"Okay, okay, can't I get up and practice qigong?"

Li Qingming had no choice but to jump out of bed, rubbed his waist, which was slightly numb, and moved his body according to the usual tempering method and transported his qi and blood.

Although the hardening method of the immovable body is obviously more effective, I really don’t want to experience the second time I have experienced the pain of being in bed for several days...

Seeing that Li Qingming began to overcome his tiredness and trained step by step, Wang Jiu also felt a little touched.

This guy is so afraid of IQ tests. It seems that he is really a brain-breaking. The previous 3.3 test results are probably just a coincidence, and the actual IQ needs to be lowered. This is similar to her great-grandfather Shen Kaishan. When Concubine Shang Lan tested Shen Kaishan, the result was 2.0. She was moderately mentally retarded, and Shen Kaishan was very happy...

The morning exercise came to an end soon. At noon, Li Qingming felt that his physical condition was recovering well, so he stopped ordering takeout. He cooked the soup and radish himself. He was eating it carefully, but he smelled a scent of meat next to him. He saw his sword spirit taking a takeout lunch box lightly, and the dishes inside were filled with a feast...

"Wang Jiu!?"

“Hmm?”

"You, are you spending money by yourself again?!"

"No, the dishes are carefully selected, which suits my taste and are worth the money. It cannot be said that they are spending money randomly."

"It's not a problem with the dishes!" Li Qingming couldn't eat the clear soup and radish, and stared at Jian Ling's takeaway lunch box in anger. Especially when he saw the bills posted on the lunch box, he was almost bleeding.

But thinking that he had blocked the four-member group of servants last night, Li Qingming had to suppress his anger: "How much is my mother's legacy?"

"I've spent all the money, and I'm still left with your parents' love letter. Do you want to read it?"

"No, and you are not allowed to watch!"

"I've seen it a long time ago!"

"Then forget it!" Li Qingming shouted anxiously, but he couldn't help but feel curious.

What kind of couple were my father and mother back then?

Her mother Chen Yue'e was once the daughter of the Lord of Shencheng. She was a wealthy family in Xiangzhou who was even stronger than the Li family. But she was willing to marry Li Fengyun as her concubine. What's even more incredible is that Li Fengyun really dared to marry her back like this!

The Shen family naturally could not tolerate their daughter becoming a concubine, and soon cut off their relationship with Shen Yue'e, and their relationship with the Li family also dropped to freezing point. This love and marriage were full of incredible things. Unfortunately, shortly after Li Qingming was born, Chen Yue'e died for some reason and did not have time to explain too much to her.

After Shen Yue'e's death, Li Fengyun seemed to have a major change in temperament overnight. Before her lover's body was cold, she married Lu Xin, the daughter of the Lu family, and began to neglect her own flesh and blood. Li Qingming almost stopped talking to her. Li Qingming was very angry and too lazy to care about the reasons.

But now...

"Take me to that underground storage room."

Wang Jiuqi said: "Don't you not want to watch it?"

"I, although I do not want to see it, I feel it is necessary to carefully keep the relics left by my mother."

Wang Jiu said: "It doesn't matter, it's safe to put it in the storage room."

"It's totally unsafe! What to do if there is a fire or an earthquake? This is a precious heritage, I must be cared for intimately!"

Li Qingming suppressed the blush on his face and said righteously: "Now, take me to the storage room immediately!"

Wang Jiu didn't care much, so he quickly took Li Qingming to find Chen Yue'e's relics and took them back to the bedroom.

"After that, I, I will check these things carefully, you're out."

"Why?" Wang Jiu was puzzled.

"You will distract me from here." Li Qingming is really not a person who is good at speaking, and the flush on his face becomes increasingly unrecognizable.

Wang Jiu looked at the girl's face flushed, thought for a while and said, "Although I can understand the attractiveness of my perfect sword body to lower creatures, you should not be overly addicted to this kind of emotion that arises based on reproductive needs..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Qingming walked over without hesitation, held the magic sword, and then threw it away with all his strength.

——

When he returned to the room, Li Qingming was finally able to calm down and read his parents' letters.

Unexpectedly, there was nothing that made people blush and lingering. Even the so-called "Wen Ai" seemed serious and full of academic flavor. Chen Yue'e and Li Fengyun, when they were in their prime, mostly the content of the letter exchange was academic issues of practicing martial arts. The two seriously discussed the general trend of practicing the world and discuss the shortcomings and strengths of the Li family's Shen family's exercises. They rarely involved the relationship between men and women, and only occasionally showed a trace of trust and intimacy between the lines.

However, this serious discussion and exchange made Li Qingming gradually feel a refreshing warmth. Perhaps, the true fairy couple should be like this, moving forward hand in hand for ideals, rather than passion and desire.

This is the real holding hands and growing old together.

Of course, after all, they are passionate about men and women. In the communication of letters, there are still some kind of content in my relationship with each other by chance.

"Fengyun, many people complain that you often wander around the sky when you talk to others, and you don't respect dignity enough. But I know that you are talented and have endless thoughts, which makes you unable to help yourself - how can a qualified practitioner refuse inspiration for practice? But when you and I talked about the practice the day before yesterday, you suddenly lost your mind for a long time, which made me very puzzled. Could it be that you had even more wonderful inspiration that forced you to put down your current discussion? If so, I really look forward to your inspiration and the next conversation."

Behind is Li Fengyun's reply, just like his usual style, very short and his handwriting is simple and simple. However, the content made Li Qingming feel breathing stagnant.

"I'm thinking, you're so beautiful."

——

At the same time, in the Li family courtyard, a middle-aged man in white was listening to his wife's soft voice.

The middle-aged man's hair and beard were messy and frosty. From the outline of his facial features, it can be vaguely seen that he was a handsome handsome man when he was young, but his frowning brows, deep wrinkles, and gray hair and beard were like ruthless knives and axes, cutting the man's handsomeness into pieces.

However, he had a pair of eyes as bright as stars, which made people unable to help but attract them, and then became frightened.

This is Li Fengyun, the head of the Li family, who is less than 50 years old, and his cultivation level has reached the peak of Paishan Realm. He can be said to be the most outstanding top master among his peers. Unfortunately, he looks like he is a premature and aging.

The woman beside him has a graceful and dignified temperament and shows mature charm, but her figure and facial features are still like a girl, and she is infinitely youthful.

The woman's name is Lu Xin, and she is Li Fengyun's first wife, the hostess of the Li family compound in Qingyun City. She has an average cultivation level, but her status is telling Li Fengyun about the experience of Li Ping and others last night. The woman was concise and told the story from beginning to end soon, and then silently waited for Li Fengyun's response.

After a while, Li Fengyun raised his head and spoke slowly.

"What?"

Lu Xin's expression suddenly froze. He knew that the explanation he had just said was equivalent to feeding a dog. He grabbed Li Fengyun's hand angrily: "Now what we are talking about is Li Qingming's problem. Listen carefully to me!"

Li Fengyun felt pain and immediately sat upright and listened honestly to his wife's remarks about what happened last night.

Afterwards, his brows gradually stretched out and his face showed joy.

"You mean, Qingming is already able to master the illusion array skillfully?!"

"Your focus is wrong!" Lu Xin had to slap the seat deputy hard, "She didn't even break the wind barrier, and she began to be distracted from learning such evil ways. Can you still be happy?! I told you about the previous things, and wrote a note with her left hand to cheat a few fools. The scheming is quite commendable, but if you want Qingming to spread her energy on these things when she needs to focus on her cultivation the most? She is already poor in talent and has a cold personality. If she can't even concentrate on practicing, what else can she achieve? And if she really becomes a waste in the future, what will others say to me?"

Li Fengyun thought for a while: "I haven't considered this issue."

"Of course you haven't considered it. Apart from those academic issues, what else is in your mind?! Let me tell you that others will say that the daughter of the Lu family, Li Fengyun's first wife, was jealous of a concubine and maliciously made things difficult for her young daughter, and turned a child who combined the bloodline of the Li family into a waste! So Li Qingming, whether she wants or not, must become a talent!"

Lu Xin was furious and stared at his confused husband, then looked at his son Li Wushuang who was practicing martial arts seriously outside the room, and said fiercely.

"At least, that girl can be better than Frostless!"

"Ah?" Li Fengyun was stunned.
Chapter completed!