Cultivation through the farm gate

When Murong Hao saw her coming back, he asked in a low voice: "Xiaoyue, what's wrong with Second Aunt?"

Murong Yue shook her head: "It's fine."

Murong Hao looked at her suspiciously, then at Jiang Pingfeng and his wife, pursed his lips, and finally didn't ask anything.

"Grandpa, it's getting late, let's go home first." Murong Hao said.

"In that case, let's go back earlier!" Jiang Hong saw that they insisted on going back, and thought of the danger on the road, he no longer insisted on staying.

Under the relentless gaze of the Jiang family, the three brothers and sisters left the Jiang family.

The three of them went home the same way.

Arriving at the mountain where Jiang Pingsheng's accident happened, Murong Yue suddenly thought of something, and said, "Brother, let's go to the mountain to practice after a while?"

"Experience?" Murong Hao looked at her suspiciously.

"Well, we can't just upgrade our cultivation base, we have to consolidate it. Being in a resting environment is not good for our future cultivation, so I want to go to the mountain to experience it."

In Xiuxian Continent, as long as they are cultivators, the younger generation will be sent to practice every year, or it will be a family competition, in order to let the younger generation consolidate their cultivation.

But in Xiuxian Continent, everyone fights with spirit beasts, while Murong Yue and the others are in the lower continent, there is nothing but beasts!

Murong Hao was a little puzzled after hearing Murong Yue's words. Could it be that they still can't beat ordinary people?

"Xiaoyue, with our current strength, I don't think anyone here can beat us, right?"

"Brother, it's wrong for you to think that way. It is said that there are people beyond people and heaven beyond the sky. Who knows if we will meet someone stronger than us in the future? Right?" Murong Yue thought of someone inexplicably after saying this.

When he came back to his senses, he shook his head, lowered his head and chuckled: How is it possible?He is not a cultivator, even if he is powerful, he can't compare to a person who knows magic, right?

"Sister, what are you laughing at?" Murong Qi just looked up, and saw her chuckle.

Murong Yue smiled and said: "It's nothing, I just thought of an interesting thing."

"Oh, what's that interesting thing?" Murong Qi asked again.

Murong Yue lightly tapped his forehead and said with a smile: "I won't tell you, even if I tell you, you won't know."

Murong Qi's head was tilted by her tap, he pouted and touched his forehead in dissatisfaction: "Sister is stingy."

"Hey! Is it itchy?"

"Slightly slightly~" Murong Qi grimaced and ran away.

"Stop~" Murong Yue chased after him.

The siblings over there were playing around, while Murong Hao was walking, thinking about what Murong Yue said just now.

It was not until evening that the three brothers and sisters returned to Qingquan Village.

Every household here is cooking, and the smoke curls up from the chimney. The whole village seems to be shrouded in mist. Now it is autumn, and the leaves are starting to wither and turn yellow. Under the shroud of smoke, a fairyland is formed.

"Brother Xiaohao, sister Xiaoyue, Xiaoqi, you are back."

On the opposite side of the creek, Uncle Fifth's second son, Li Jiaxing, saw Murong Hao and the others, and waved towards him with a smile on his face.

"Brother Jiaxing."

The three brothers and sisters also greeted him with a smile, and walked to the creek.

A few people chatted across a stream like this.

"Brother Jiaxing, why are you still here so late?" Murong Hao asked.

"It's okay, it's not dark this day, I just want to pull out the little weeds in your field, and just water it tomorrow. No, just when I was about to go back, I saw you came back! "

"Thank you, brother Jiaxing." Murong Yue said to Li Jiaxing with a smile.

"It's okay, anyway, I do things every day, so there's no such thing as hard work!" Li Jiaxing felt a little embarrassed when she said this.

The salary Murong Yue and the others paid was more than what they earned from selling vegetables in a month.

"Brother Jia Xing, you should go back to eat quickly! Otherwise, it will be dark." Murong Yue said.

"Hey, good." Li Jiaxing nodded, walked a few steps and suddenly realized that they had just returned and it was getting dark, so he turned back and asked.

"Xiaohao, no one in your family cooks, why don't you come to my house to eat?"

Hearing his words, the three brothers and sisters stopped.

Murong Hao turned his head and said: "Thank you Brother Jia Xing, but it's getting late, we have to go back and pack up, and then we can just eat next time."

In this way, Li Jiaxing did not force them, said goodbye to each other, and went to his home.