Cultivating In Secret Beside A Demoness

"Is it enough?"

After Jiang Hao dug out the third bamboo shoot, he asked the old man next to him.

Although he proposed to dig, the other party really wanted to dig more.

"That's enough, that's enough. Thank you young hero." The old man's wrinkled face was full of smiles.

Only then did Jiang Hao put away his tools, picked up the bamboo basket, and walked outside.

The old man walked for a while and then patted his waist.

"Let's take a rest." Jiang Hao said as he stopped by the rocks in the creek.

"I'm old, I'm old." The old man sat shaking his head and sighed.

Jiang Hao also sat on the side, the leaves rustling, and occasionally the sound of birdsong came.

Quiet and peaceful.

It makes people want to listen.

"Young hero seems to rarely go into the mountains." The old man said curiously.

"I didn't have time to feel the breath of the mountains before." Jiang Hao answered.

The two of them stopped resting and walked outside.

"Have you ever thought about finding your children?" Jiang Hao suddenly asked.

"No." The old man smiled and said:

"That's good, we still have a granddaughter after all.

enough. "

Jiang Hao nodded.

Then he heard the sound of someone moving quickly.

Looking up, he saw Cheng Chou rushing inside.

Probably looking for an old man.

A few moments.

Cheng Chou appeared in front of them, and he was relieved when he saw the old man.

The old man said rather embarrassedly:

"Chief Immortal, I'm causing trouble for you."

Just as Cheng Chou shook his head, he found Jiang Hao standing next to the old man. He quickly bowed his head in greeting and said respectfully:

"Senior Brother Jiang."

This sudden scene surprised the old man.

Then looking at Jiang Hao with a confused expression, he stretched out his hand in panic to take off the bamboo basket on Jiang Hao's shoulder.

"Sorry, I don't know, I can't do this." He said incoherently.

Jiang Hao grabbed the other person's hand and said gently:

"It doesn't matter, that's fine."

Then he said to Cheng Chou:

"Junior brother, please go back first, we will follow immediately."

Cheng Chou nodded and went back quickly.

"Little, little one really didn't know he was an immortal." The old man lowered his head and said.

"Young hero sounds better." Jiang Hao said with a smile.

"Young hero, there is something different." The old man looked at Jiang Hao and said sincerely:

“All the great lords in the city are high and mighty, let alone the immortals.

But the young hero showed no airs. "

"I'll just take it as a compliment." Jiang Hao smiled.

People who cultivate immortality have their own pride.

After flying to the sky and escaping to the earth, he no longer looked down on the kind of people running on the ground.

However, Jiang Hao understood.

Even if you can fly and escape, in the eyes of some people, there is no difference between you and the group of people on the ground.

Besides, his mind is relatively calm.

Whether it was because of the Tianjue Gu poison or because of his stable mood, he was still more accustomed to this.

Have a normal conversation with normal people.

After a long time.

Jiang Hao came to Xiaoli's yard again.

At this time, an old woman stood at the door of the courtyard with a cane.

When Jiang Hao came over, she would kneel down and salute.

But before he could kneel down, he was lifted up by a gust of wind.

"What is this?" Jiang Hao asked.

This is an old woman who is bent over. Her eyes are habitually squinted because she cannot see clearly. There are many age spots on the back of her hands.

The old face seems to have witnessed the changes of the years.

"Here, salute the immortal." the old woman said.

"I'm just passing by, there's no need for this." Jiang Hao shook his head and said.

In the old woman's astonishment, a few people walked inside.

When he entered, Jiang Hao searched on the ground in the yard, and Zihuan was put away by him.

Entering the hall, he slowly sat down. M..

The two elders stood aside, looking a little at a loss.

When Jiang Hao was about to speak, the old woman suddenly remembered something and hurriedly went to the kitchen.

Then I took out some pastries and made tea.

"You'd better sit down." Jiang Hao said.

The two of them sat down, feeling as if they were sitting on pins and needles.

"Xiao Li went to catch fish and should be back soon.

She catches fish very quickly and just plays for a while on the road. "The old woman explained.

While eating pastries, Jiang Hao asked about their names.

The old man's name was Miao Shi, and the old woman's name was Miao Xiang.

They are all from the village and have never traveled far in their lives.

The farthest is the town I went to when I was young.

After that, she gave birth to children in the village and made a living by fishing.

The son left home at the age of nineteen and went to the city. The daughter got married at the age of sixteen and also went to the city.

I would only come back every three to five years, but now I haven’t come back for several years.

"Xiao Li is the granddaughter we picked up many years ago. Because she is here, she gives us unimaginable comfort." Miao Xiang said with a smile:

"I originally wanted to watch her grow up, but it seemed impossible."

Jiang Hao came to the wall at this time. There was a pillar here.

There are some scratches engraved on it, which seem to be used to indicate height.

At this time, the sun shines in from the window, and a lot of dust can be seen dancing in the bright light.

"It will grow up." Jiang Hao looked at the two old men in front of him and said:

"She just grows a little slow."

The two elders looked at each other, as if hesitating.

At this time, Jiang Hao suddenly felt the fluctuation of spiritual energy.

From the upper reaches of the river.

Although it is weak, it is somewhat different.

"Where will Xiaoli go to catch fish?" he asked suddenly.

“I often go upstream and she says the fish there are delicious and big,” Miao Shi said.

"I'll go take a look." After leaving these words, Jiang Hao disappeared in the light.

It is the same dust as the light.

The old couple looked at each other, both surprised.

Really a fairy.

——

The upper reaches of Huangsha River.

boom!

Xiao Li escaped from the water holding a big fish.

The river was rolling behind her, and something huge came out of the water.

It's a black dragon.

It looked at Xiao Li with fear and excitement in her eyes.

"Why are you trying to steal my fish?" Xiao Li held the big fish and glared at the dragon in the river.

In front of the other party, she was just a little ant, but she didn't have the slightest fear.

"Real dragon?" The dragon hovered in the sky, its bright eyes stared at Xiaoli below, and said excitedly:

"What kind of real dragon are you?

Why does the blood contain such a pure aura?

I've been observing you for seven days, and this aura has made me afraid for seven days, but what's the point?

You are still too weak. As long as I devour you, you will become a real dragon. "

Facing the greedy dragon, Xiao Li hid the big fish back and said seriously:

“I caught this for my grandpa and grandma, if you come and steal it again.

I won't be polite. "

"Hahaha~" Jiaolong raised his head and laughed:

"It turned out to be a mentally retarded and stupid dragon, God help me."

Before he finished speaking, the dragon's body surged and rushed towards Xiao Li in an instant.

"This will be the place where I transform into a dragon."

It came to Xiaoli and opened its mouth to devour the girl in front of it.

In this regard, Xiao Li did not show any fear, but was suppressed by the powerful force and was somewhat unable to move.

When the dragon was about to swallow Xiaoli, a golden ring appeared in front of her.

Clang!

A golden light suddenly appeared.

The dragon hit the golden ring and was forced back.

"who?"

Jiaolong immediately looked around.

When it was about to continue speaking, there was a pop.

A silver-white long knife appeared from behind him and stabbed into its neck.

The severe pain made the dragon roar, and its body rolled. The powerful force forced Jiang Hao to pull out his knife and retreat.

At this time, he stood in mid-air, raised the heavenly sword in his hand, and the hidden spirit opened again, covered with purple energy.

The first form of the Heavenly Sword.

Zhanyue.