The night was dark, the night rain was scattered on the mountain road, Li Jingtian's side yard was still lit up, Fu Yu wrote with a pen, and the cloth piled up at hand recorded the news she had asked the old people in the village during the day.
"According to the old man of the Chen family, my grandfather left home when he was thirty years old, and when he returned twenty-eight years later, he was already dead...... If this is the case, my grandfather has cultivated the foundation from a mortal in twenty-eight years...... He is really talented, even his uncle in the sect spent thirty years, and my grandfather was born as a scattered cultivator, so he could get to this point."
Li Jingtian wrote down the time on the paper, frowned and felt that something was wrong for a while, and thought to himself:
"If that's the case, why did my father say that he only started practicing at the age of fourteen? Isn't this a mysterious scene in just a few months...... I should have misremembered."
Facing the cloth in front of her, Li Jingtian always felt that the history of decades ago was hidden in front of her, obviously not long had passed, but most of the details had been wiped clean, and her grandfather Li Mutian had not gone down the mountain for decades before his death, leaving her unable to write.
"It's strange......
Li Jingtian lowered his head slightly, but heard a gentle knock on the door, and quickly covered the cloth in front of him with a wooden box, and then said softly:
"Who?!"
"It's me."
Li Tongya waved his sleeves and walked into the yard, the misty night rain couldn't touch him for a star and a half, and he stood in front of the house with his hands on his back, with a little sadness between his eyebrows.
"Ah, second uncle, please come in quickly!"
Li Tongya waved his hand and pushed her back with gentle force, entered the house and sat on the edge of the eucalyptus, picked up the wooden slip engraved on the side and read it, nodded and said:
"Well done."
Li Jingtian lowered his eyebrows respectfully and listened, and then saw Li Tongya whispering:
"I came to you this time, but I have something important."
"Clan history often involves confidential matters, I want to write it in two volumes, one volume is called internal history, hidden in the ancestral hall, so that ordinary children cannot see it, and the other volume is called family history, according to ordinary records."
"I said, you will remember."
Li Jingtian nodded obediently, picked up the pen, and saw Li Tongya reciting quietly, one person reading and one writing.
As time continued to flow, Li Jingtian's expression changed dramatically, and her heart was shocked, although she couldn't understand many words that were quoted and received, but she was shocked by the conspiracy of several Purple Mansion monks that were vaguely revealed in it.
「…… Jing diligently practiced, and finally became the foundation of the Tao, which was extremely mysterious, condensing the sword meaning called 'Yue Que', and the power was defeated and the moxibustion clouds were slow, and the mighty sects were shocked.
Li Tongya roughly restored what happened according to his own inference, which was almost consistent with the truth of the facts, but when he heard Li Jingtian's pen soften, he raised his head in a daze, looking shocked and frightened, and muttered:
"Refining into a pill?! Uncle ...... This... this!"
Li Tongya looked at her with his mouth shut, and waited until she wiped her tears to restrain her emotions, and then whispered for a long time:
"That's the thing, you look at how to write a family history based on the internal history, you must cover up the unreasonableness, and do not expose the details in the internal history, such as being taught and introduced, and the speed of cultivation should be adjusted as much as possible."
"Write carefully, check it carefully, don't leave flaws, and Jing'er's matter should also be written as going deep into southern Xinjiang, so as not to arouse suspicion."
"Yes!"
Li Jingtian responded in a stern voice, his heart was sad, and Li Tongya got up and ordered:
"Write a copy and send it to me first, don't go out these days, and you don't have to talk about Jing'er to others."
So he left the yard and rode the wind, Li Jingtian respectfully bowed and waited for a while, only the sound of the wind was left in the yard, then he looked up at the dark clouds in the sky, wiped the corners of his eyes and went back to the yard.
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Lu Sisi returned to Huaqian Mountain, but saw that the foot of the mountain was full of prosperity and festivity, and the banquet was set up at the head of the village, and bursts of festive music came from his ears.
Lu Sisi's chest was tight and short of breath, and he landed at the foot of the mountain to take a look, his family's qi training monk Lu Yuanlu was a beautiful girl in one hand, dressed in golden clothes, his face was full of color, and there was a bloody man under his feet, holding a cup and singing.
Lu Sisi fell into the crowd, the music on the field suddenly stopped, everyone looked up at him, they all lowered their heads in disappointment, Lu Yuanlu glanced at him, kicked the servant on the soles of his feet, and said loudly:
"The ancestors came back by chance, why don't you have a few drinks with us?"
Lu Sisi was not angry when he saw his disrespectful appearance, but he didn't say a word, his heart was sad, and he secretly lamented:
"This child was born impulsive and arrogant, I haven't been alive for a few years, and my family will rely on this child in the future.
So he smiled reluctantly, his old face squeezed out a smile, and said in a low voice:
"Drink well, drink well!"
Lu Sisi fell into his position, looked at the laughing crowd in front of him, his heart was empty and painful, and he gritted his teeth hatefully and said secretly:
"Sing, drink, how many good days are there? It's just that when I was young, I was addicted to retreat and practice, and I never restrained you to wait, and I always felt that I was building a foundation in sight, and I couldn't waste time, but I raised you people to look like fools!"
Waving his hand to push away the person who squeezed up with a wine glass, Lu Sisi raised his head and stared at the sky for a while, muttering:
"Who is this?"
The music floated for a while, and three streamers flew from the sky and stopped on Huaqian Mountain.
"Lu Sisi got out and replied!"
Lu Sisi woke up in shock, rode the wind, and looked at the three people in the sky, only to see a young man in brocade clothes in the middle, with his eyes closed and not speaking, and two figures, one tall and one fat, stood on both sides behind him, all staring at him.
"It turns out to be Young Master Yu! The old man has lost his welcome! It's a loss of welcome!"
"You are that Lu Sisi!"
Lu Sisi was shocked, and immediately put on a flattering smile, bowed and asked the three of them to settle down on the mountain, but the young master Yu glanced at him in disgust and said slowly:
"My Yu family is newly attached to Qingchi, and I have never seen your neighbors in the past, but now my Yu family disciple has entered the mountain gate of Qingchi Sect Yuanwu Peak and has a foundation in the sect.
"I...... I...... Alas, the demeanor of the foundation-building family is admired by Sisi, if the Yu family has an order, Sisi...... Me."
Lu Sisi was shocked and hurriedly tried to please him, but was interrupted by the young master of the Yu family, gave him a blank look, shook his head impatiently, and said softly:
"From now on, my Yu family will have the final say on this Mochiyue Lake! I have been to all the families around Mochiyue Lake, all of whom are headed by my Yu family, what do the Lu family think?"
"I don't dare! I dare not! The Lu family also follows the Yu family as the leader and does not dare to have second thoughts."
The expression on Young Master Yu's face finally loosened a little, revealing a little color, and the two people behind him no longer stared at him, but sneered silently.
"Okay!"
Young Master Yu laughed, changed his subject, and said coldly:
"The Lu family is so interesting, then this offering is naturally indispensable, I know that your Lu family still has a bit of affection on Moon Lake Peak, and it won't touch you, how much does your Lu family pay to the Qingchi Sect every five years, just hand over one for my Yu family according to the same example."
After a pause, Young Master Yu lowered his head, squinted at the pale Lu Sisi, and said with a smile:
"It's not a problem!"