On the other side, Wang Fugui took his son and returned home all the way.

At home, Mrs. Sui was preparing lunch and came out of the kitchen with a basin of hot soup. Suddenly she saw her husband coming back in a hurry. She couldn't help being surprised. When she saw the young man following her husband, she suddenly

The basin of broth he was holding simply slipped out of his hand and fell downwards.

At the same time, a red and white figure suddenly rushed over and took the soup basin with one hand.

"Tsk, mother, be careful. If this steaming oil soup falls on your feet, it will become a veritable pig's foot soup."

"You brat, you're talking nonsense!"

Mr. Wang slapped him angrily. Wang Lu laughed, and then heard his father groan in pain.

"Why is your head so hard!?"

"Haha, you have a high IQ density."

As he spoke, Wang Lu held the hot bottom of the basin with one hand and placed the soup basin on the table under his mother's surprised gaze.

Mother Sui Shi looked at Wang Lu's hand carefully: "Is your hand okay?"

"Don't worry, it won't matter even if you burn it directly with fire."

After saying that, Wang Lu's eyes turned to his father, and his expression became extremely serious.

"After all, I am already a monk of the Immortal Family..."

Mr. Wang and his wife stared blankly at the young man in front of them who had been away from home for more than two years and had undergone many changes. For a moment, they were speechless.

After a long time, when Wang Lu went straight to the kitchen to finish frying the remaining dishes, took them out one by one, and sat on the table, Mr. Wang let out a long sigh.

"Oh, what on earth is going on!"

Wang Lu thought for a moment: "Do you want to hear something detailed or simple?"

Mrs. Sui Shi moved her mouth to speak, glanced at her husband, but forced herself to endure it.

Mr. Wang stared at his son sternly: "Let's talk briefly first."

"Oh, I succeeded in my quest for immortality and returned to my hometown in fine clothes, but I saw a group of cult swindlers defrauding my family. Hence the scene that just happened."

Sui was a little uneasy: "Just now, what happened just now?"

"Hey, please don't interrupt yet." Mr. Wang asked again, "Do you think you have succeeded in seeking immortality?"

This time it was Wang Lu's turn to be puzzled: "Dad, I have sent letters home almost every month for the past two years. Didn't my experiences in the Spirit Sword Sect be clearly written? Except for a few shameful things, I didn't say anything.

, I didn’t hide anything else.”

As a result, Mr. Wang was even more surprised: "What letter!? Have you written letters to your family in the past two years?"

The atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly became colder. After a long time, Wang Lu asked in disbelief: "Have you never received any in the past two years?"

"Never."

"Damn it, who did this...?" Wang Lu had been surprised so many times today that he became accustomed to it, "Sure enough, SF Express is unreliable? After all, it is also owned by the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance.

Industry, please be worthy of this sign..."

The so-called SF Express is a large-scale postal agency affiliated with the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance and funded by the Xuantian Pavilion. The Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance and several other large organizations and sects send managers to run it. Its main business is to communicate with immortals.

Two realms.

Because of the correspondence between monks, a flying sword is enough to pass the letter, and a piece of psychic talisman paper is enough to solve most needs. Letters between mortals have their own inns in the mortal country that are specifically responsible for them. Only in the world of immortality and

Communication in the mortal world has always lacked effective management. It was not until the establishment of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals that the world became peaceful and the world of immortal cultivators gained more and more control over the mortal world. Only then did such an organization operate.

Relying on the golden brand of Wanxian Alliance, SF Express has unparalleled competitive advantages. It has expanded rapidly in the Kyushu continent and has ubiquitous outlets. However, because of its monopoly position, the service quality has deteriorated... But Wang Lu did not expect that it has become serious.

It’s been more than two years since I couldn’t even send a letter!

"Wait, it doesn't make sense. No matter how passively I serve, I've written at least fifty letters in the past two years. It's a bit weird if I can't even deliver one..." Wang Lu thought about it and felt something was wrong.

"...It seems that the information from the outside world has been intercepted by the Seven Star Sect, and the information is blocked. This is indeed a tactic commonly used by cults when preaching. Otherwise, as long as the villagers have some common sense and understanding of the world of immortality, they will not be fooled by that kind of ninth-rate

A liar." Wang Lu shrugged, "Forget it, if the letter hasn't arrived, it hasn't arrived. I'm here, so if you have any questions, just ask me."

Mr. Wang asked: "More than two years ago, you said you wanted to go out to seek immortality. What happened next? I asked Zhong'er to come with you, why didn't he come back?"

"This is a long story. To sum it up briefly, Wang Zhong and I were both accepted as disciples by the Spirit Sword Sect. We have been practicing in the mountains for more than two years, and we are on the right track. We are considered upright.

Immortal monk, because the sect is out for training, I will go home to visit you and your elders. Well, Wang Zhong... he has his own plans."

Wang Lu spoke in an understatement, but after speaking, Mr. Wang's heartbeat obviously doubled, and his wife, Mrs. Sui, widened her eyes in disbelief and asked in a trembling voice: "Little Lu'er, you, are you really

, have you found a fairy!?"

For a time, countless stories and legends about immortality and mortal life surged into the heart of this simple and kind-hearted woman. She was happy for her child's bright future, but she also felt a hint of sadness. For a moment, her eye circles turned red.

.

Mr. Wang scolded: "You woman, Xiao Lu'er has embarked on the path to immortality. That is a blessing that cannot be achieved in several lifetimes. Why are you crying?"

"I'm just so happy." Mrs. Sui wiped away her tears, "I, I'm going to cook two more side dishes. I didn't expect Lu Er to come back and didn't prepare his meals."

After saying that, he stood up and left.

Mr. Wang snorted and explained to Wang Lu: "Your mother also listened to some storyteller's story some time ago, saying that immortals are inhumane, do not recognize relatives, and even kill their wives to prove the truth and other shocking things.

.It just so happens that you haven’t been home for so long and haven’t written a letter, so she has been worried that you have forgotten us, and she will always say, well, we have already met, so what are you worried about? "

As he said this, there was a hint of worry hidden in his eyes, but he quickly covered it up with a smile:

"Lu Er, you said you have sought immortality, so... what exactly is immortality? Can you...

Wang Lu smiled: "Can you show me your hands to open your eyes? An Xin? Otherwise you will never believe that I have really cultivated to immortality? Haha, he is indeed the well-known old man Wang Wanwan in Wangjia Village. His cautious spirit of seeking verification is worthy of praise.

"

Mr. Wang was a little embarrassed by what his son said, and he immediately slapped the table: "What kind of attitude do you have!?"

"Haha, don't be angry, but dad, I have to explain to you that the so-called immortal way is not the acrobatics performed by the Seven Star Sect and others. The more fancy, the better. You are a person who often travels to the county.

They should have this discernment. When it comes to juggling, they may not be better than the professional entertainers in the city."

Mr. Wang sighed: "Who says it's not the case? Although the Seven Star Sect boasts nice things, it does come up with some real things, but... it's far behind what they brag about."

"Of course, it's just a low-level liar organization. It's a scumbag who doesn't even have the qualifications to join the outer periphery of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance. What kind of real thing can he say... Okay, Dad, I don't want to whet your appetite. You don't want to see it.

What does the real immortal way look like? Although my cultivation level is still shallow and I don’t have any immortal skills to play, it’s good that I carry a treasure with me.”

After speaking, Wang Lu opened his mouth and spat out the thin needle-like Kunshan Sword. The spiritual treasure spun around in mid-air and turned into a three-foot sharp blade, stationed steadily beside the table.

Mr. Wang had seen this skill of flying swords from the mouth once before in another courtyard, but when he saw it up close, he still felt it was very magical, but... the jugglers in the county seemed to have similar skills, such as

Swallowing swords and the like.

"Oh, I'm not here to show you flying swords... Liang Qiu, just say hello to my father."

Kunshan Sword was silent for a while, then the sword body trembled and made a buzzing sound. After a while, the buzzing sound showed a strange rhythm, and gradually became like a human voice.

"Hello, I am Liang Qiu, Wang Lu's sword spirit."

"Ah!?"

Mr. Wang was really frightened this time, with a long sword actually uttering human words!?

"Who is speaking!?"

Another person who was very frightened was Sui who had just come out of the kitchen with a plate of stir-fried vegetables. When he was startled, the dish began to fall freely again. Wang Lu helplessly picked up the Kunshan Sword and looked back. The tip of the sword

It hit the bottom of the plate just right and took it down steadily.

"How's it going, dad? Have you replied to the letter this time?"

Mr. Wang frowned: "...Well, although it is different from what I imagined, it is indeed more reliable than the one from the Seven Star Sect."

Wang Lu shrugged: "Dad, comparing me with the Seven Star Sect is too low. Although your son practices the simple and unpretentious immortal way, I can't set off large fireworks for you yet. But those who can only

If you set off fireworks and soak in talisman water, I'd kill a hundred of them, so you can rest assured."

Feeling the awe-inspiring killing intent in the words, Mr. Wang couldn't help but be shocked. He had only seen this kind of momentum from veterans who had experienced the battlefield in the county. Even the slightest touch was shocking.

Creepy.

In fact, Wang Lu's so-called murderous intention is still very immature compared to a real senior monk. It is nothing more than a bit of ferocity brewed by Xiao Qingyun after several experiences and tossing countless spirits. However, when viewed in the mortal world, it is

It was the murderous intent accumulated in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

After all, no matter how many mountains of corpses and seas of blood a mortal warrior has gone through, how many level 3 spirits can he acquire? Wang Lu, on the other hand, had brought level 3 spirits for fun long before he had succeeded in practicing the technique.

"Hey, tell me and your mother the story of your training in the Spirit Sword Sect."

Wang Lu raised his brows and said, "Okay, that's enough..."

Life on Lingjian Mountain is actually relatively monotonous. Apart from training, experience, and becoming a top student, there aren't many things worth mentioning. However, Wang Lu kept talking for more than an hour about the food on the table.

It had been left to cool down a long time ago, but the old couple were still listening to it with gusto.

However, before Wang Lu could talk about his life in the second year, there was a burst of noise outside the house, interrupting the conversation of the family of three.

Mr. Wang and his wife looked at each other, feeling a little uneasy in their hearts.

Wang Lu, whose six senses were a hundred times sharper than the two old men, had clearly heard the noise outside and couldn't help but sneer.
To be continued...