Li Zhouwei responded, Hu had no choice but to nod, watching him return to the case and study the ink for him.
She watched the child write horizontally and vertically, well-behaved, and didn't know what to say for a while.
Hu stayed until late at night, Li Zhouwei didn't move his seat, he didn't have the naughty and active activity of an ordinary child, and even his expression didn't change, and he practiced calligraphy silently.
Hu stared into his eyes, watching the color slowly change, becoming more and more dazzling as the sky changed, the old ape came up and lit the light, the dim yellow light shone, making Hu fascinated.
She sat until it was completely dark, and the old ape stepped forward and said hoarsely:
"Madam, please go back... The young master is going to rest."
The white ape burned out his throat very early and couldn't make a sound, and now he was using mana to drum it, and it didn't sound like there was any emotion, Hu Shi woke up like a dream, and quickly got up, Li Zhouwei quietly followed her up, escorted all the way to the gate of the courtyard, and said softly:
"Send off my mother."
A few waitresses in front of the door waited for a long time, and when they saw Hu come out, they hurriedly greeted them.
From a distance, there were still two golden eyes in the deep pool, floating in mid-air, like tigers and leopards dormant in the night, quietly staring at her back.
Hu panicked and quickly turned around, the attendants on the left and right all looked at her, she exhaled a few deep breaths, stabilized her hands and feet, but was a little confused, and muttered:
"This is really my son... Born sacred or..."
She swallowed the rest of the words into her stomach, feeling a chill in her heart:
"Still born demonic."
Hu Shi went away, Li Zhouwei stood in front of the courtyard, and waited until the group went away, then turned around, his voice was a little immature:
"Mother is afraid of me."
The old ape squatted beside him, walking step by step, and said in a sand voice:
"Everyone in the courtyard is afraid of the prince, what is not afraid now will be afraid sooner or later, and what is afraid now will be even more afraid in the future."
Li Zhouwei didn't speak, the old ape took off his shoes for him, sent him into the dormitory, and said in a loud voice:
"The old slave has been in this Wuyue for more than a hundred years, and he has seen countless people, but he has never seen anyone like the prince.
Li Zhouwei tilted his head and said:
"Is that young master scary?"
The old ape combed his white hair, shook his head and said:
"No, the prince is not like him, just like a hegemon and a benevolent hero, and cannot be compared."
Li Zhouwei nodded understandingly, slowly closed his eyes, and the two dark golden light and shadows finally disappeared in the darkness.
……
Li Chengliao has been very busy this year, and the weather in Yuebei has become strange and unpredictable, sometimes sunny and sometimes rainy, and the rain is in the east and west, which is very fragmented.
The only thing that remains unchanged is this kind of land that does not produce crops, except for a few families, the rest of the families have the intention of relocating, and the population is scattered and going south.
The general trend has been established, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that the disappearance of [Xuanping Zhong Atmosphere] is irreversible, and one by one they watched coldly as the Xiuyue Sect and the Qingchi Sect competed in the north of Yue, observing the direction of the situation.
Li Chengliao sat in this nave, snowflakes of news came back day by day, he looked through it carefully for a while, but saw something interesting.
"The Xiao family closed the mountain for three years, and all the direct descendants withdrew to the mountain... Closed mountain... It seems to be to avoid the conflict between the two sects."
After thinking about it carefully, he felt that this move was too intense, and secretly said:
"It is said that Xiao Chuting is an old fox who climbed to the Purple Mansion with calculations, presumably this move is not so simple, there are some places that he can't see."
He received a few letters sent back by Li Xizhi, read them carefully, and breathed a sigh of relief.
"At least the Xiuyue Sect didn't tear its face and go south to attack Qingchi... But maybe it's really going to fight, and [Xuanping Zhong Atmosphere] is going to collapse even more."
This matter cannot be blamed on the Xiuyue Sect for losing a game, [Xuanping Zhong Atmosphere] is already the most harsh few kinds of heaven and earth spiritual atmospheres, very fragile, can be maintained for so long without being disturbed, and has overdrawn the prestige and momentum of the Xiuyue Sect.
Now that the Qingchi Sect is taking the lead, few sects are willing to cultivate more Jindan and are openly and covertly causing destruction, and it is powerful to maintain it for so long.
"No matter what... These things are too big for me to control, so I just want to help the people.'
Li Chengliao put away the letter and shifted his thoughts back, and Chen Mufeng beside him reminded:
"My lord should go today... The prince is in charge."
Chen Mufeng made a mistake and was once beaten to an ordinary court guard in one breath, Li Chengliao understood that he was influenced by Xu Xiao at the beginning, and now that so many years have passed, he has intentionally or unintentionally let him climb up and become the second-in-command in Yutingwei again, second only to Chen Donghe.
"I'm so busy that I forgot!"
Li Chengliao was reminded by him, and suddenly he was about to get up, but someone had already reported that the prince had arrived.
It turned out that he was waiting and waiting, but he didn't see Li Chengliao coming, and it was getting late, so Li Zhouwei looked for an opportunity to come over by himself, still wearing a white and gold robe, and came in from the steps.
He was five years old, he grew up quickly, his long hair was tied up, his small eyebrows were furrowed together, he looked very serious, he arched his hands, and said softly:
"Father."
Li Chengliao laughed and said:
"I've been trying to choose weapons for you, and I never thought I'd be too busy to forget, come on!"
He took Li Zhouwei's hand, waved everyone away, and quickly walked to the apse, several jade boxes had been placed, Li Chengliao asked him to stand up, opened the first jade box, and said softly:
"The first is the sword, the most expensive of all the soldiers, it can be light or heavy, long or short, it is the most common weapon in the world, even if people do not practice swordsmanship, they will often wear it on their bodies, for rituals, oaths, and suicide......"
"My family is the best at this soldier, it is rumored that there is a sword classic in the clan, which is a fifth-grade level, and it is ranked first in all sects... There are even more spiritual swords in the clan, [Qing Chi] and [Han Yan] are both foundation building levels."
After Li Chengliao finished speaking, he showed the saber on his waist, and saw that the sword body was smooth and bright, and the scale-like lines on the sword were fine and dense, flowing with cold light, blue, he explained:
"This is the sword of the head of the family, called [Jiao Panying], three feet and seven inches long, and it is also a symbol of the family.
Li Zhouwei blinked slightly, stared at this Qingfeng carefully, and said softly:
"Yes."
Li Chengliao had no choice but to put it away, and opened the two next to it, it was a longbow and a spear, he introduced these much more briefly, roughly explaining the advantages and disadvantages, and said softly:
"The spiritual spear [Du Ruo] at home is in the hands of Qinghong Ancestor, and the only spirit bow is still in the southern border, so I am afraid there will be no foundation-building magic weapons available for a while."
Li Chengliao's words were heavy, which showed that he attached great importance to his eldest son, and had already begun to prepare the foundation building magic weapon before he practiced, Li Zhouwei was not surprised, he only said:
"Is there anything else?"
Li Chengliao then patted the storage bag and took out a weapon.
This is a dark golden halberd, with long branches curved, like crescent moons, which are fully higher than Li Chengliao's two ends, with an exaggerated shape and an extremely heavy appearance, making Li Chengliao, a qi training monk, a bit difficult to carry.
Before Li Chengliao could speak, Li Zhouwei's eyes were already lit up, Li Chengliao smiled, supported the foundation building magic weapon on the ground, and spoke:
"This is an ancient foundation building magic weapon, it should have been used by my ancestors, and it is in line with Mingyang, what do you think?"
He didn't dare to let go, so he gently placed the weapon on the ground and lay it flat on the ground, which made Li Zhouwei check it carefully, the child stroked the golden lines on it, and said happily:
"Father, this weapon is right!"
Li Chengliao nodded happily and explained:
"This is what the ancestor got from the grotto-heaven, no one in the family can make it up, although Uncle Xi Ming is the foundation of Mingyang, but he is not recognized, and there is always something wrong with it."
"He doesn't like fighting, he is clumsy in his hand, and he has always been in the warehouse for you."
Li Zhouwei couldn't put it down, looking at it eagerly, Li Chengliao waited for a moment, put away the magic weapon, and said with a smile:
"You are still early, start practicing with a wooden halberd first, and I will send a teacher to teach you."
Chen Mufeng in the palace is the long halberd, and Xu Gongming in the Jade Court Guard uses a short halberd.
"It's just that these eyes can still hide ...... for the time being."
Li Zhouwei has always lived in the mountains, he has not seen many people, they are all his own people, Li Chengliao also understands that this thing is difficult to hide, and he can only drag it out day by day.
"It's a pity that I can't cover it up with so many methods... After all, they are born with golden eyes!'
Of course, the Li family thought about using illusion or something else to cover these eyes, but these methods all failed, no matter how you looked at it, they were dark gold, and they were afraid of hurting his eyes, so they had to stay still.
He gave this order, and soon someone came up with a wooden halberd, which had already been prepared, one head higher than Li Zhouwei, and it was not an ordinary wood, so it was quite heavy to start.
Li Chengliao handed it to him, smiled slightly, and touched his head:
"Practice hard."
He actually regarded this child as very mature since he was a child, and he had never done such an affectionate gesture yet.
But I saw Li Zhouwei's golden eyes moving, his small mouth curved, rarely raised, and quickly smoothed it out, just saying:
"The child takes orders."
……
East China Sea, Jindou Island.
Situ Mo was dressed in golden armor, standing quietly on the edge of the island, his face not good-looking.
Since the fall of Mutuo, he has not left the island for several years, and he has been quietly sitting on the island, even if he hears the news of Li Xuanfeng's presence in southern Xinjiang, he remains still and guards silently.
Although the guest ministers on the island have changed batches back and forth, and there are also direct descendants of the Situ family who have come, no one has ever been poisoned, but he has never been out of battle.
After all, he had seen Li Xuanfeng's power, and he always felt that this person would catch him off guard, but Situ Mo didn't know that Li Xuanfeng had entered the grotto-heaven and missed an opportunity to return to the sect in vain.
"But it doesn't matter, the aura on this island is quite strong, and you don't have to be restrained by those fools in the sect to practice here, and it is comfortable to practice slowly."
Fortunately, Kong Tingyun of Xuanyue Sect was transferred away early and returned to the sect to break through the retreat.
However, these were not the things that bothered Situ Mo, he only stood here for a short moment, and then a loud laugh came, and a golden red figure fell next to him, and the voice was loud:
"Sixteenth brother! You actually got out of customs! It's a coincidence!"
Although he was extremely impatient and hated the owner of this voice in his heart, a smile still appeared on Situ Mo's face for a moment, and his voice was light:
"So it's the seventh brother! These days, I have been practicing in seclusion, and I don't even know that the seventh brother is coming to the island! I'm really ashamed!"
Then I saw a person beside him with a handsome face, a high nose bridge, and a fluttering black and red robe, which looked somewhat similar to that Situ Mo, with flames rising, entangled with bursts of black and red energy.
His flame was very rare, and he transformed into all kinds of birds and sparrows on his boots, which was the Situ Chen that Li Xuanfeng met in the grotto-heaven!
This person came out of the grotto-heaven, and actually came here all the way, practicing and healing his wounds here, he took [Black Qi in the Flame] to practice, his body technique was very elegant, and he stopped beside him lightly, Situ Mo nodded slightly and said with a smile:
"How did the seventh brother gain in the grotto?"
This Situ Chen's face suddenly became a little bad, and he said gloomily:
"It's a pity that I was obstructed by Miao Ye and others, and there was nothing to gain."
Situ Mo followed his words and scolded him twice, and Situ Chen's expression turned from cloudy to sunny, and he smiled:
"It's you who are diligent and diligent in guarding this place for my main vein! Thank you for your hard work over the years."
Situ Mo didn't even dare, smiling humbly on the surface, but cold in his heart, and secretly said:
"It's a pity that you didn't die in the grotto, your main vein killed my mother, and you want me to be a dog for you... It's so beautiful to think about."
The more he thought about it, the more attentive the smile on his face became, and he spoke:
"Since Seventh Brother is here! Don't be in a hurry to go, this is Zhu Huai Sea, the scenery is very different from the sea, Gaohao Island in the north, and the Qunyi Strait in the south all have their own unique scenery and spiritual objects, so don't miss it!"
Situ Chen originally had nowhere to go, he was going to return to the sect to practice, and after hearing what he said, he suddenly became interested.
"I will give the best cave to the seventh brother! The richness of this aura is not much worse than that of the sect, and you can go out to see the chance, why not do it!"
Situ Chen's ordinary practice place was not eye-catching, so he just waited for him to say this, laughed, very moved, and just said:
"Then I'll bother the sixteenth brother!"
"What's this!"
Situ Mo was laughing on his face, laughing wildly in his heart, and said earnestly:
"It's just that I'm lazy, and I'm preparing to retreat again to inspect the surrounding waters... I also want to ask the seventh brother to help take a look."
"Wrap it up on me!"
Situ Mo quickly retreated, watching this man come out happily, turning around and slowly entering the cave house.
The corners of his mouth were raised high, and he murmured:
"It's best to find out where Li Xuanfeng is, let him shoot him to death, or even lose both, so I can return to the sect calmly!"