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Chapter 140

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The engraving of the bow should be his biggest gain this time. Looking at the engravings on the bow, there were the three words "Kai Tian Bow", which was its name. However, there was no method to use it. He had to figure it out himself. It was hard to say whether he could reach the level of the Sackcloth Man.

The stories in biographies usually said that if there was a treasure, there would be a corresponding cultivation method in the ring. However, the reality was that no one would keep the method of using the ring. It was like a password and a bank card. Only an idiot would keep them together. But why would the biographies write this way?

But it was useless!

It had been almost ten years since he entered the path of Dao by catching the white sand worm. In ten years, he had reached the peak of Qi eating. He could be considered outstanding among the individual cultivators, but he could only be ranked below average among the sect disciples.

In his current state, even if he used the Spirit Gathering Formation, he would not improve after a day of cultivation. This was not a bottleneck, but he really could not improve! After five years of polishing, the gaseous spiritual power in his body had become crystal clear and pure. All of this had laid a solid foundation for Zhuji. However, how could he take that step?

Originally, he had a Zhuji Dan. With his temper, he did not pursue perfection. It did not matter whether he used the ancient method of Zhuji Dan naturally or swallowed the dan to sense it. As long as he could help his mother, he could extend his life by a few hundred years. Was there a need to be so clear?

However, after nearly a month of foot soaking, the medicinal properties of the Zhuji Dan had disappeared. The mist in the dan had dissipated, and it could not maintain the dan's effect. Although he knew nothing about dan, he knew that there was not much medicinal power left in the dan. Even the outer shell was a little soft. He could not rely on this thing to help him!

As for the ancient method of Zhuji Dan naturally, in this situation, he could only hope that the ancestors' graves would smoke and the heavens would bless him! However, there were too many humans. The heavens could not see him, and Lou Sima had no interest in helping him in the dark …

After a night of thinking, he finally decided to accompany his mother on her last journey!

If during this process, the heavens gave him a chance out of filial piety, then his mother's life was not meant to end!

If not, a person of sixty years old was not considered to have a long life in this world. It was not bad to be able to go through life without any danger!

Since he had made up his mind, he no longer worried about his gains and losses. Lou Xiaoyi was also very clear that the more he thought about it, the less likely that the so-called opportunity or epiphany would befall him.

They did not leave the farm because his mother had come to like the fresh air here. It was isolated from the world and away from the hustle and bustle of the world. She did not have many friends and did not inform anyone, not even her brothers who were far away in Zhaoye.

She didn't want anyone to see her weak and powerless appearance. With her son by her side, nothing else mattered!

During this period of time in the farm, it was the only time the mother and son spent time together. Lou Xiaoyi did not need to follow etiquette and only needed to attend to matters of the day and night. Lou Xiaoyi did not need to be obsessed with cultivation and only cared about his own matters. They had the happiest memories of this period of time, from all the bad things that happened when Lou Xiaoyi was born to all the experiences that happened when he grew up.

They also talked about his father, Lou Sima, Aunt Cai Huan, grandfather, second uncle, third uncle, and other relatives. These memories were originally fragmented in Lou Xiaoyi's mind, like a ball of scattered sand. Under his mother's tireless narration, they gradually became a line, a long river of time.

Cultivation did not require one to forget these things, but to pick them up, memorize them, and then carefully store them away. When one was lonely, one could take them out and savor them …

In the fields, in the grain-grinding fields, on the small roads in the countryside, on the fragrant grass, Lou Xiaoyi pushed the wooden wheelchair and accompanied his mother to enjoy the gifts of nature. This was the gift of the Creator that they had never paid attention to before.

A simple life had simple pleasures. When one's mind was empty and no longer filled with schemes of life and death, when one's mind was filled with flies and dogs, it could contain even more beautiful things in this world!

Although this state was destined to not last long, to be able to have such a period of time, it was also a rare experience in life. Some people never had such a state in their entire lives, so they could not understand it. This caused their thoughts to lack a sense of emptiness, and it was also imperceptibly changing some things in the unseen world.

Lou Xiaoyi had also tried countless times to improve his mother's body, but it was to no avail! Although there were many things that he did not understand, and he was a newcomer in cultivation who was pacing back and forth at the door, he could faintly feel that a kind of irreversible life force was being lost and returning to heaven and earth!

In the blink of an eye, a year had passed. His mother's body did not seem to be any different from before the new year, but her mind was sharper, she could see further and think more …

That night, after eating very little porridge, Lou Xiaoyi pushed his mother through the fields again. The crickets were singing happily, the stars were dense, and a cool breeze was blowing. The air was rippling with the unique fragrance of the fields.

His mother was in a very good mood today. She felt that she needed to ask two questions that she had always wanted to ask. If she was any later, she might not have the chance.

"Xiaoyi, you never ask about your father? I'm very curious. Every boy wants to know what kind of person their father is, but you don't seem to be like that.

He left early and you have never seen him. This is pardonable, but I still want to know, do you really not care at all? "

Lou Xiaoyi was very embarrassed. "Mother, maybe I just don't want a strict person to control me? If father was here, I would most likely only be able to study and would not be able to cultivate! I wouldn't be able to help Second Uncle and the others. "

Lou Yaoshi disagreed. "You're wrong. You speak as if studying is useless. If your father was here, your Second Uncle and the others would not have taken the wrong path!"

Lou Xiaoyi did not argue. "Maybe, but your son is really not cut out for studying!"

He was not telling the truth!

Every boy, in the process of growing up, the first person they would worship would be their father. The first person they would fear would be their father! Even if Lou Sima left early, the height he had reached was enough for boys to worship him!

Lou Xiaoyi did not because he was afraid!

Although his memories of his previous life were already blurry, he could vaguely feel that he had a powerful father! He was afraid of this father, even afraid that he would cross time and space to beat him up!

Therefore, even if it was purely a feeling, he did not dare to recognize another father!

Lou Yaoshi did not think too much about it. With her life experience, a father and son were most likely a pair of enemies. When put together, they would not be able to stop!

Therefore, she asked the question she wanted to know the most. This was completely a woman's gossip. She had endured for ten years, and it was really too difficult for her to endure!

"Xiaoyi, what kind of girls do you like?

Weak, Dafa, introverted, extroverted, classy, educated, pretty daughters from humble families, virtuous wives … There has to be a type, right?

I saw that you and Second Sister Li have interacted before. It seems like you still like women. Why haven't I seen any movements in this area all these years?

Is it because Pu City is too small and you don't like anyone? "

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