The room Li Xin mentioned was actually a small pavilion in the garden, which was only 200 steps away from the rockery. When they sat down in the pavilion and lit the lights, the rockery outside had only a blurry outline and merged into the night.

Distance can relieve stress, and this seems right. As far away from the rockery, Li Xun felt much more relaxed unconsciously; at this time, Li Xin was asking the servants to make tea, and only the two of them were left in the Xuan.

Li Xin's eyes fell on him again, as if he was looking at him, with some estimation and some expectation in his eyes.

Li Xun felt inexplicably hot, and the heat stimulated his body to stand up suddenly, which surprised Li Xin on the side.

Before Li Xin could react, Li Xun shook his clothes, knelt on his knees, and whispered: "Unworthy child Li Xun, see my father!"

Li Xin obviously took a breath, and he quickly reached out and grabbed Li Xun's shoulder: "Master Li, this..."

Hearing this polite and cautious title, Li Xun's heart twitched and almost wanted to get up and leave immediately.

However, since things have come to this point, he can no longer get out of his way. He raised his head and met Li Xinwei's somewhat confused face. Just as he was about to speak, Xuanmen was suddenly opened, and he stepped in alone and smiled and said, "I heard that my father is here to have a banquet..."

The voice suddenly cut off, Li Xun turned his head and saw Li Cong, a young man two years younger than him, but already the prince of the royal family, who was stopping his eyes on his shoulders, and Li Xin's palm was still on it.

This sudden change caused a moment of silence in Xuanzhong.

Soon, it was broken by Li Xinwei's angry voice: "What are you doing here!"

Li Cong was not panicked by Li Xin's anger. His eyes, as deserted as autumn water, turned on Li Xun. Although his smile was gone, he was still calm: "I heard that the father and Taoist Li were talking here, so the child brought some fragrant tea here."

He showed off the exquisite tea bag in his hand, and used this to prove that Li Xin had nothing to say; however, Li Cong did not stop, but asked back: "Which play is the father and Taoist Li playing?"

This was a smirk, but sharp, as if even Li Xin's face had been stripped away; Li Xun was silent, while Li Xin returned to his usual calm appearance after a little hesitation.

He looked at Li Cong and shook his head slightly: "Cong'er, you're here just right..."

He seemed to want to pull his hand away from Li Xun's shoulder, but he moved a little, stopped again, and then sighed: Pass your brother!"

Li Xin's attitude made Li Xun a little stunned, let alone Li Cong? Although he was also an elite talent trained by Li Xin, he had to believe that a Taoist priest who seemed mysterious and his closest brother still needed a difficult process.

His reaction is commendable, because in the face of such incredible facts, he also knows how to ask: What's going on?"

Yes, even Li Xin thought about what was going on - so both of them all fell on Li Xun.

For Li Xun, the eyes of his father and brothers at this time were definitely not something that could be deeply missed in the future. He looked at him, and the three of them looked at each other, but they all appeared. The most profound common point between them - reason! Reason like ice and snow!

If there is not enough reason to convince others, who will believe you? Based on your knees, or is it the slightest bit of flesh and blood sensation that cannot be explained?

What if it is, it is also the eldest son of the royal family!

These thoughts passed by Li Xun like lightning, and then calmed down again. He exhaled a breath of turbid air and stood up - he didn't want to lose this face in front of his brother!

Li Xun, who stood up straight, was a whole head taller than Li Cong. The strong body he trained on the mountain was much stronger than the children who had been singing the wind and moon in the royal palace. He was just dressed in plain Taoist outfit, after all, it was not as elegant as the young prince, but it was a little more elegant.

Li Xin's eyes turned a little between his two sons and stopped moving, his face was as calm as water, and there was no clue at all; Li Cong's cultivation was slightly inferior, and his eyes were always circling on his "brother", revealing some evaluating and evaluating.

Li Xun didn't care about him, just sorted out his experiences from the age of eight to today, and he organized himself in an orderly manner.

Of course, it is still under the eyes of the two scattered people, so some things cannot be explained too thoroughly. There is also a magical place like Tongxuan Realm. If mortals do not come in person, it will be unimaginable, so they will naturally have to change it.

With all kinds of concerns, it is a blessing that he can speak in a smooth and orderly manner and follow the front and back.

According to him, when he was eight years old, he worshipped Xue Sanren as his teacher and was ordered to go to Lianxia Mountain to practice a Taoist technique. There were many things in the middle, and it was only recently that he had to visit Yin Sanren, the uncle, before he had the opportunity to go down the mountain and meet his relatives.

Among them, the hardships and hardships, and the unbearable things he did were all deleted and not described in the Spring and Autumn style. In addition to protecting his face, this approach is to avoid the so-called taboo of "confusing people with emotions", but this feeling is also very complicated.

He said this just took a stick of incense, and nine years passed in a flash. How could people know the low point of the turning point?

Li Xun's intelligence was that he described the years on the mountain, but it was a thick ink that was rescued by the old concubine on the mountain road, but she covered her face and ran away.

This matter is known to Li Xin and others. It has been confirmed by the facts and facts. Although the situation is clear without saying it, it is much better than the way to wiping tears and sympathize with others.

After a few words, Li Xin was moved. When Li Xun chose one or two details of his childhood, he said it without any fault. Li Xin had already sighed and grabbed Li Xun's arm: "Xun'er! You are indeed Xun'er!"

It's time to cry at this time... Li Xun originally wanted to squeeze out a few tears, but suddenly it appeared that this behavior seemed a bit difficult in this situation.

"Is it really the eldest brother?"

Li Cong said this in an exclaimed tone, which was quite touching, but more importantly, he allowed Li Xun to temporarily abandon the embarrassment of not being able to cry, and used the attitude and tone of an elder brother to divert attention: "Brother Cong has grown so old..."

God destined that the expression of family affection between the father and son could not last too long. A sound of chung outside was a sound of lingering sound that came here through the garden, and it was like an agreed signal. With this sound, the three of them stabilized their emotions and escaped from the field they were not very good at.

The six-eyed exchange is a different feeling - you are so cruel. The old concubine has been celebrating you so hard in the past few years. If you have free time, you should visit her. And your mother, don’t forget it.”

After Li Xin finished speaking this sentence without hesitation and received Li Xun's response, he suddenly changed his tone: "Do you still have to go back when you come down the mountain this time?"

Li Xun was stunned, and for a moment, the air inside Xiaoxuan sank suddenly and pressed against his body, and there was a little stagnation. The pressure forced him to speak immediately: "This time I went down the mountain, I was ordered by the teacher..."

While he was talking nonsense, he secretly looked at his father and brotherly expressions. Li Xin still looked calm and unsuspecting, but there was a light flashing in Li Cong's eyes, and he seemed to be calculating in his heart.

Li Xun didn't know what his brother was thinking, but even if he was thinking, he seemed to be a little confused.

Therefore, he could only say vaguely: "At the foot of the mountain, the child was listening to the instructions of the master and uncle. Whether to return to the mountain or not depends on the plan of the two elders. I guess he would not go back. It just so happened that the child could also be kind to his relatives..."

When he said the word "I won't go back soon", he clearly saw the look of alert and alienation leaking from Li Cong's eyes, even if this expression only flashed away.

What followed was no longer a topic like family affection, brothers and brothers and respects. Li Xin began to ask about the information about the two scattered people.

Li Xun didn't want his relatives to have any stupid behavior that could overestimate themselves. However, under the eyes of the two scattered people, he couldn't be too straightforward.

After a little consideration, he described the personalities and daily behaviors of the two scattered people based on his own experience and various rumors he heard on the mountain in a way that could be accepted by normal people.

Of course, the part that "picked" must be erased, and the time issue must be more reasonable. For some sensitive parts that cannot be explained too clearly, he is still a teacher of the Spring and Autumn Period. I think that my father and brother are all smart people, so the so-called "one word" contains praise and criticism, and you should also understand it.

This statement took a little longer than talking about his own experience, and Li Xin often interrupted and asked questions in it, which would delay the time longer.

Just as Li Xun emphasized the danger of the two scattered people, a sudden sound came from his ears, which was not very loud, but it made him jump up suddenly. Under the surprised gaze of his father and brother, he tried hard to smile: "Master and the others are calling me..."

As he said that, he no longer dared to delay any longer. He called him urgently, then turned around and went out and headed straight to the rockery in the garden.

He was very fast, and in the blink of an eye he threw Li Xin and the others behind him out dozens of steps out. He ran to the rockery and saw Yin Sanren standing there with a smile, holding a whisk in his arms, and the crystal thin silks on it were still shaking slightly.

Just now, this whisk was blinking.

Five steps away, Xue Sanren stood with his hands behind his back, staring at him coldly, his blood-red eyes made people feel nervous.

It was lies to say that Li Xun was not nervous, but after so many encounters, he still had the ability to speak normally. He saluted the two of them first, and then said, "Master, what are the instructions for uncle?"

He heard his scream smoothly, Yin Sanren smiled slightly and turned his eyes to Xue Sanren.

Xue Sanren pulled out a piece of silk silk from his wide sleeves, and shone it in the wind, showing dense blood-red small words on it: "If you want to save your life, put more thoughts on it!"

After saying that, the silk silk fell slowly along the night wind and fell on Li Xun's hand. Li Xun glanced at it and saw that there were some profound words on it, mostly related to cultivation. It should be a profound magic trick, and it was even more amazing in his heart.

Yin Sanren smiled slightly and said, "With this "Blood God Son", your master and apprentice status has been put into practice. This is the source of your master's "Blood Demon-turning Heart**"..."

Li Xun was shocked again when he heard this. When he looked at Xue Sanren, he was forced to lower his head by his cold eyes. His hand holding silk was trembling involuntarily.

"The Son of Blood"? How could it be "The Son of Blood"?

Li Xun has heard of this infamous peerless magic skill in the Tongxuan Realm. Whether it is the "blood demon body" that is claimed to be immortal or the "blood nightmare clone" that is most criticized, they are all terrible techniques that make children stop crying in the Tongxuan Realm.

Xue Sanren thus made a unique way and cultivated the "blood demon-turning heart**" which is known as the most terrifying magic skill in the Tongxuan Realm in nearly ten thousand years!

In terms of value, "The Son of the Blood God" will never be much inferior to "The Record of the Netherworld"!

And now, this magic trick secret book is in his hands?

Of course, this will not be the whole book, but just this little thing should not be given to him by Xuesan Ren like he threw garbage!

In the most rustic terms, can we feel kind to the weasel greet the chickens with a happy New Year?

Conspiracy! Conspiracy!

Sweat was already seeping out of his palm, but he was afraid that the handwriting would be wet, so he quickly looked respectful, folded the silk, put it in his arms, and then bowed to thank him with great gifts. These actions only resulted in the sneer of bloody people, which made Li Xun's uneasiness even worse.

At this time, Li Xin and Li Cong had also come close to each other. Xue Sanren didn't look at them at all, and turned around and left. The blood-red robe flashed twice in the darkness and disappeared.

As soon as Xue Sanren left, Li Xun felt a little relieved - after all, he passed this level. However, the unpredictable depth of Yin Sanren around him still made it difficult for him to truly relax.

Until the Yin San people spoke: "As these days, my master and I will study some magic tricks behind closed doors and never see any foreigners. If someone comes to see me, you will take my place. With your ability, it is enough to deal with these mundane things!"

This is lying with your eyes open!

People come to look for it? Who else can find a national teacher besides the emperor? What are your abilities that can replace the national teacher? Could it be the tricks I played today?

Li Xun still had this self-knowledge, but he was anxious when he heard this. He looked up and was about to speak, but was stunned by a faint look from Yin Sanren, so he had to respond.

Yinsan people glanced at Li Xin, nodded slightly, saying hello, and then said to Li Xun: "Look at you and the prince are also in this family, you are very close to each other. You have nothing to do, so you have to come here to visit more!"

Everyone understands the meaning of her words. Everyone just thought that the murderous scene in Chen Bing Garden had never been accused of being harmonious and being harmonious!

That's it. Today's Yinsanren's visit ended. The master who was left aside put on the most sincere smile and personally sent the national master to the gate, watching the national master and his lost son go away in the dark.

He and Li Cong were silent at the gate for a while, and then they whispered: "Let the whistle and stumble on the left and right sides of the National Master's Mansion disperse... There is no use there."

Li Cong's eyes shining, he looked at his father and asked softly: "Do you want to tell the old concubines about the matter?"

"How can this be hidden!" Li Xin said lightly, and glanced at his son again: "Try to manage the servants in the mansion. Even if the news spreads, we don't need to worry!"

Without getting the answer he thought of, Li Cong felt a little unwilling and wanted to ask again, but Li Xin no longer gave him a chance. He turned around and entered the door, leaving only a vague back.

In recent months, the idle people in Songjing City have suddenly become more topics. In addition to the various strange events such as the Qianlihuo Clouds and Tianfeng Tiandu Peak, a "little national teacher" who has been very favored recently appeared, which is also quite attractive.

According to legend, this "little national teacher" has the same surname as Dangjinzi, and is the disciple of the most beloved female national teacher of the current emperor. She has a fairy tale and has obtained the true teachings of the national teacher. Moreover, she has the skills to keep her face and is handsome and outstanding, like a handsome young man, without a trace of old age.

However, unlike the mysterious female national teacher, this "little national teacher" Daoren Li is much closer to the people. In the past few days, many people have seen the legendary Daoren Li, who was sailing side by side on the street with the prince, prince, minister, etc., and traveling to the capital, and they are very active.

Just because, the rumors about "Little National Master" are almost renovated every day and new versions can be heard every day, but they are much more credible than the authentic national master who is more and more mysterious.

After Yinsan people threw away their duties and since they went to seclusion, Li Xun became the representative of the national teacher in the capital. Although Yinsan people did not care about the court, because they were deeply favored by the emperor, some people always cling to it and formed a considerable force.
To be continued...