It was still the familiar small courtyard, and Ximen Hao even felt the residual aura of Jiang Yuer's family.
However, looking at the wildly growing flowers and plants in the courtyard and the thick dust on the stone tables, I guess no one has lived here for a long time.
But this doesn’t mean anything. A monk may go out to practice for decades or even hundreds of years.
No one else lives here, which means Jiang Yuer's family is only leaving temporarily.
"Alas! There is no communication tool in this damn place. It's really awkward. Come on, let's stay here first. I haven't slept in a bed for a long time! Come on, let's torture Xiao Yu'er's bed."
Ximen Hao put his arms around Xi Xi and entered Jiang Yu'er's room. This was not the first time.
"Bah! Daojun is still so shameless!"
Zhuge Dali spat, and then entered the bedroom of Jiang Quan and his wife.
There is nothing special, it is still practice-slap, practice-slap, practice...
Especially after Daojun, it is very difficult to practice, or they all feel like they have no way to start.
Therefore, Ximen Hao and Xi Xi spent most of their time having sex, while Zhuge Dali spent most of his time studying magic formations.
No one knew that there were three Tao Lords living in the small Jiangliu Department. Even Ximen Hao changed his appearance and went to a gambling house that had changed its owner to win a hundred thousand year old Taoist treasure. This did not arouse anyone's thoughts.
The apparent boss of the casino, Bai Chi, has also disappeared, replaced by a female boss.
In two thousand years, some things and people have changed.
In the blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed, and the three of them are still living in Jiang Yuer's home, leading an ordinary life.
You Xixi watched, Ximen Hao never had the chance to make a big move against Zhuge.
Xixi even turned into a human juicer in order to dispel Ximen Hao's evil thoughts!
She rules the rules of science and technology! She is an adult with only one brain! You can imagine how miserable Ximen Hao's childhood was.
One night a hundred years later, the door of the small courtyard was suddenly opened from the outside.
Ximen Hao and Xi Xi who were fighting stopped their activities, Zhuge Dali, who was studying the magic circle, also stopped studying, and a wisp of rules was released.
I saw a woman with short blue hair appearing at the door, it was Jiang Yuer who I hadn't seen for many years.
But now Jiang Yu'er has shed its past immaturity, and only has perseverance and vicissitudes of life.
Her cultivation level is already that of a Taoist saint. I didn’t expect her to cultivate so fast!
Of course, it cannot be compared with a super pervert like Ximen Hao.
Ximen Hao couldn't help but feel his heart sink when he saw Jiang Yu'er's appearance. He knew that maybe Jiang Quan and his wife were no longer alive.
"Who?! Who is at my house?!"
"Qiang!"
Jiang Yuer sacrificed his sword, and a powerful law of water filled the entire courtyard.
"Brush! Brush! Brush!"
Ximen Hao, Xi Xi, and Zhuge Dali appeared in the small courtyard at the same time.
"Hi! Xiaoyu'er, are you okay?"
Xixi said hello playfully.
"Is it you?! You..."
"Clang!"
Jiang Yuer dropped his sword and looked at the three of them with incredulous eyes.
She is a Taoist saint, so she can see that the three of them are Taoist kings!
Taojun!
After not seeing each other for more than two thousand years, when they met again, the three of them actually became Dao Lords!
Zhuge Dali didn't care, after all, his cultivation level was higher than hers when he left.
But...but Ximen Hao and Xi Xi were just Taoist disciples when they left!
"What's the matter? You've become a Taoist saint, but you can't even hold weapons?"
Ximen Hao smiled and took the sword into his hand, then placed it in front of Ximen Hao.
Jiang Yuer looked at Ximen Hao blankly, he was still the same guy with a naughty smile, still the same man with this special charm.
Suddenly, a large number of memories emerged in her mind, her eyes became wet, and she suddenly fell into Ximen Hao's arms.
"Brother Ritian! Wuwuwu..."
Crying wildly, like a child, without any perseverance and vicissitudes, as if he had returned to his previous pure state.
"Good boy, you're still crying at such a big age."
Ximen Hao gently patted Jiang Yu'er's back and comforted her softly.
But who would have thought that Jiang Yuer cried even harder, as if he had countless grievances to say.
Xi Xi was not jealous this time because she could see that Jiang Yu'er had experienced too much over the years, much more than them.
They have been practicing almost all the time these years. Treasure hunting is easy with a lucky guy like Ximen Hao, so there are no major ups and downs in life.
But Jiang Yuer is different. This little innocent growth is not just as simple as an increase in cultivation.
After a while, Jiang Yu'er finally stopped crying, left Ximen Hao's arms with a red face, and glanced at Xi Xi awkwardly.
"Xiao Yu'er, you have matured a lot after not seeing each other for more than two thousand years! We have been waiting for you here for a hundred years. By the way, where are your parents?"
Xixi knew that this might hurt the other party's nerves, but this problem was impossible to avoid.
Sure enough, Jiang Yu'er's little face showed deep sadness and a hint of hatred.
"They... they're dead."
"Dead? Who killed him?"
Naturally, there was an evil aura emerging from Ximen Hao's body.
The lifespan of a monk is endless and can only be killed!
And it is impossible for people like Jiang Quan and his wife to commit suicide.
Jiang Yuer's eye circles turned red again, and tears rolled down one by one.
"Killed by Jiang Liushan!"
"What?! Jiang Liushan?!"
Ximen Hao never expected that Jiang Quan and his wife would be killed by his own tribe.
"By the way, where is Jiangliushan? Haven't you seen him in the Jiangliu Department before?"
Xixi asked.
Jiang Yuer wiped her tears and walked towards the living room.
Everyone followed closely behind, no one bothered the other.
After Jiang Yuer arrived in the living room, he took out two spiritual tablets, which were those of Jiang Quan and his wife.
He placed the coffin on the table in the living room, took out the incense burner, and then bowed several times.
Ximen Hao and the other three also bowed, after all, the deceased was the most important.
"Everyone, please take a seat. A big event happened in Jiangliu Department a few years ago."
Jiang Yu'er invited the three of them to sit down and started talking without preparing any tea.
It turned out that thousands of years ago, after Jiang Liuyun had been the clan leader for thousands of years, the seriously injured old clan leader died suddenly for some unknown reason.
Some say that they became possessed while practicing cultivation, and some say that they were harmed by others.
Jiang Liuyun's first suspicion was Jiang Liushan, and after the death of the old patriarch, Jiang Liushan finally couldn't help but start an internal war within the family.
That battle was a battle between Jiang Liuyun's line and Jiang Liushan's line.
There were not many people in Jiang Liushui's lineage. Although Jiang Liushui also suspected that his father was harmed by Jiang Liushan, he was so weak that he could only follow Jiang Liuyun to resist Jiang Liushan.
In that battle, some strong men from the Jiangliu Tribe's foreign surnames also joined both sides. It can be said that the fight was fierce!
In a thousand years, Jiang Yu'er's family of three has become a master among the clan, and of course they will enter the core of the war.
In this battle, Jiang Yuer shined brilliantly, overwhelming all the clansmen at the same level. (To be continued)