This serf couple was Jiang Yao's "parents" from childhood to adulthood: Deng Jiu and Wei Rong.

After being deposed as cultivators, the two of them were completely reduced to serfs, with the man farming and the woman weaving for many years.

The two of them are actually over seventy years old, but because they have a monk background and their physical strength is different from that of ordinary serfs, they can still continue to work.

"It must have been at least thirty years." Wei Rong murmured, "He is a medicine spirit, so he should become a powerful medicine master."

Deng Jiu looked at the sunset and finally sighed after a long time.

"Stop teaching Yao'er and Cai'er how to practice. It's pointless. We are just serfs, and we can't even get a piece of spiritual jade. This is their fate."

The two of them sighed for a while, and then they took the oxen and plow with a heavy heart, and staggered back home.

Under the setting sun, there are two desolate back figures.

Smoke was already curling up from the simple thatched hut.

There is yellow rice in the pot. The coarse porcelain bowl on the stove is filled with dark pickles.

Although the whole house is simple and shabby, it is filled with the rich atmosphere of human beings.

A pair of young men and women wearing patchwork shorts sat in front of the table, staring blankly at the pile of snow-white jade stones on the table.

It's several hundred yuan.

These jade stones are very beautiful, with an ethereal aura.

Could it be that this is the spiritual jade that parents have advanced many times?

Why did this pile of beautiful jade suddenly appear at home? Who sent it?

Young girls want to pick up a piece and practice according to the methods taught by their parents.

But I dare not.

Who knows if this is spiritual jade? Even if it is, it's not theirs.

"Dad! Mom!" When the girl saw Deng Jiu and Wei Rong returning home, she rushed up and pointed at the table, "Look! I don't know why so many jade stones suddenly appeared!"

Deng Jiu and Wei Rong were stunned when they saw it, full of disbelief.

"Lingyu!"

Both of them were from Wu family nobles, and they originally looked down upon hundreds of pieces of spiritual jade. But when they saw it now, it was as if they were seeing a peerless treasure, and they were so excited that they trembled all over.

They rushed forward and grabbed the very familiar spiritual jade. It was not until they touched the texture of the spiritual jade that they were sure that this was not a dream, but that it was real.

"I know who it is..." Wei Rong couldn't help but shed tears, "It's the same person who gave us meat back then. It's him and only him."

Deng Jiu held onto Lingyu and burst into tears, "It must be him, it's Yao'er..."

The young man was stunned and said in confusion: "Dad...I..."

Deng Jiu shook his head, not knowing whether he was crying or laughing, "It's not you, it's not you..."

………

Ouyang Feng, who left behind hundreds of pieces of spiritual jade, was already thousands of miles away.

Five hundred pieces of spiritual jade are enough for the brother and sister to become warriors, become monks, and get rid of their status as serfs. For serfs, it is like a carp jumping over the dragon's gate.

As for the future, he doesn't care.

Half a month later, Ouyang Feng returned to Daming Mountain City again.

This is where the Xuanfeng Army Rebel Army's military commander's mansion was located.

The Xuanfeng Army had long since become the Ming Army, but Daming Mountain City still existed and became a county seat.

Things are different and people are different.

Only the former Military Lord's Mansion still made him feel familiar.

Ouyang Feng hid his cultivation, entered the county town, and directly entered the former military chief's mansion.

How powerful is his spiritual consciousness? As soon as he entered the military lord's mansion, he heard his adopted son Ning Xie say: "Mother, I want to take the imperial examination and go to Mingshan Academy. I will also serve the Ming Dynasty in the future."

"Why don't you go to join the army, but go to the imperial examination?" said a young girl's voice, it was the adopted daughter Ning Yujian, "You are a martial arts practitioner, and within a few years of joining the army, you can become a ninth-grade hundred commander.

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Ning Xie said: "Although I have military qualifications, my military talent is too mediocre to become a famous general. It is better to enter an academy. I have taken both civil and military exams in the Ming Dynasty, and the imperial examination has a bright future."

Ning Yujian said: "Then I will join the army! Become a female general! I also have a military spirit, and my military talent is not bad. I will definitely be a hundred or even a thousand captain in three years!"

But then I heard an extremely beautiful voice, like the sound of nature: "You are all Wuzhen monks. No matter how you choose your future, my mother will not interfere. But -"

"But you must discuss it with your adoptive father. You can disobey your mother, but you cannot disobey your adoptive father."

"Of course." Ning Xie said, "Mom, please relax and wait until your adoptive father comes back."

Ning Yujian also said: "That's right. Although our family has no official or nobility, we have a foster father. We are also a wealthy family. We don't have to worry about resources or expenses, and we are not in a hurry to take part in the military and imperial examinations."

Ouyang Feng chuckled, "Whether it's the imperial examination or joining the army, I agree with both."

As he spoke, his tall and heroic body appeared in the painting hall.

"Dad!" Ning Xie's brother and sister both looked happy. They didn't expect their adoptive father to come back so soon.

"Senior brother..."

When the beauty in white on the jade table saw Ouyang Feng's appearance, she immediately showed an expression of extreme surprise. Her unabashed joy was clearly visible, giving people a gentle and incomparable surprise.

It's like a dream, and it lasts for thousands of years.

At this moment, she couldn't help but her autumn eyes were like water, the clear waves were blurred, and those bright starry eyes were full of Ouyang Feng's figure.

"I didn't expect that when I mention senior brother, he has already returned." Mi Niuni stood up Yingying, and her face, which was already painted in Prajna, became even more beautiful and shocking.

She couldn't help but grasp the skirt of her skirt, her red lips were slightly pursed and her teeth were sharp, and she had the shyness of a green girl, unlike a woman who had given birth to a child.

"Ahem..." When Ning Xie and his sister saw their mother losing her temper for joy, they quickly coughed, said "I'm going to practice" and then disappeared immediately.

Suddenly there were only two people left in the painting hall.

He moved his lotus steps carefully and walked towards Ouyang Feng.

The smoke looks charming, maybe it's Qingqing.

"Junior sister is indeed a quasi-sage, I'm so happy." Ouyang Feng looked at the graceful Niu Ni and felt happy in his heart.

Nini walked up to Ouyang Feng and stopped only half a foot away, raising that face that confounded all sentient beings.

Because she was so close, Ouyang Feng could completely feel her temperature, smell, and heartbeat.

Ni Ni looked into Ouyang Feng's eyes and boldly stretched out her slightly trembling hand to touch Ouyang Feng's handsome face.

Senior brother, don't hide away, don't hide away...

Her hand was only three inches away from the man's face, but it felt like a world away.

She is obviously a dignified quasi-sage, but she is so nervous and uneasy at this moment.

"Eh...I touched it."

The woman's heart suddenly became at ease and became extremely comforting. Her fragile smile suddenly bloomed, her beauty was radiant, and she was as graceful as spring.

He didn't hide, she touched it.

"Well, the temperature is like a dream."

Ni Ni touched Ouyang Feng's face and said in a soft voice: "We haven't seen each other for a year. Senior brother Daoyun is even better."

This woman's courage continued to grow, and she seemed to be encouraged. Somehow or when, she just naturally snuggled into Ouyang Feng's arms.

And Ouyang Feng suddenly discovered that he was already full of nephrite.

His hand had already hugged Ni Ni.

This kind of lingering embrace seems to come naturally, the fragrance is like crossing a river without leaving a trace, and it is extremely natural.

magic.

"Senior brother, I was worried that you would be gone for many years and regret it..." Niu Ni lifted up a piece of pear blossom noodles in his arms and said with a breath like orchid, charming Tiancheng.

That kind of sad smile with a sense of brokenness is difficult for even Ouyang Feng with his temperament to control.

If a woman's charm also has different realms, then Ni Ni must be an immortal-level power.

Ouyang Feng felt that the woman in his arms was getting hotter and hotter, and his throat became a little dry, "Junior sister, I..."

Ouyang Xidu, who had always been sanctimonious in front of Ni Ni, was now in a dilemma.

The beauty is pregnant with color and fragrance, and the bright moon and spring breeze fall into sleep. Mr. Xidu is not a plant, how can he be inferior to King Xiang in his heart?

well…

There was mist in Ni Ni's eyes, and she was about to cry, "Is it possible that my senior brother dislikes my little sister for being a widow, and a waste of flowers and willows?"

Ouyang Feng smiled bitterly: "As a brother, how can you have such intentions? Junior sister is too worried, too worried."

As he spoke, he patted the witch on the back to express comfort.

Ni Ni is a powerful quasi-sage. Of course his Taoist heart cannot be weak. How could he shed tears so easily?
To be continued...