Chapter 173 (1/2)
The next day.
At dawn, uncle Jiu left his warm quilt and came to the top of Yizhuang - the roof to collect the purple gas produced by the rising sun.
Breathe!
Collect the essence of heaven and earth, and absorb the spirit.
As early as three or five hundred years ago, the spirit of heaven and earth was lush, and the first ray of purple gas of the rising sun was collected by some people, but few people persisted in collecting it day after day.
Without him, just because the quilt in autumn and winter is very warm, and the practitioners are also human, they sometimes feel lazy and can't get up because they are sealed on the bed by the quilt.
After today, the aura of heaven and earth has become weak for some reason. Collecting the first ray of purple Qi has become a compulsory course for practitioners every morning.
The ninth uncle has persisted for 30 years.
Qiu Sheng's longest record is three months. During the 89 years of his apprenticeship to Uncle nine, the cumulative time of adopting purple Qi was 18 months. He followed Uncle nine's literary talent since childhood, and the cumulative time of collecting purple Qi was only 11 months.
I have no perseverance, and I don't have many cultivation talents. I can imagine how high my achievements are.
Uncle nine has no successor, and his worried hair is white.
Whenever the morning exercise is over and he sees Wencai sleeping in bed, uncle Jiu will think of his old friend pan Shuai's son.
It is a piece of first-class jade, a rare good jade in the world, waiting to be excavated and carved!
”Alas...”
”Since fifteen years ago, brother pan sacrificed himself to complete himself and killed the Millennium corpse king with his own strength, I have no news of ah Dong, and I don't know how the boy is doing?”
The ninth uncle sighed.
No matter how good a jade is, it also needs to be carefully carved. The sworn brother died. As the other party's righteous brother, he should have adopted ah Dong to teach and raise children for him.
However, at the time of the turmoil in the late Qing Dynasty, there were demons in the world. When these practitioners cleaned up the demons in their respective fields, helped Mr. Sun calm the world and established the Republic of China, the descendants of Uncle Jiu's sworn brother had long disappeared.
To this end, uncle Jiu has been annoyed so far.
I worry about nephew Shi's safety all the time.
”Benedict! Benedict! Benedictine! ”
At the door, there was a knock.
Nine uncles came forward to open the door in person and found a man and two women standing outside the door with large and small boxes.
The man between two beautiful women, a big one and a small one, made him feel familiar, like, really like.
If the man was not too young, he thought that his sworn brother pan Shuai had come back to life.
Therefore, the nine uncles with profound Taoism ignored that the little beauty around the man was a fox demon.
”Are you uncle nine?”
The man asked.
”It's me.”
Uncle Jiu nodded.
Pan Haodong, who had brought someone to meet him early in the morning, instantly flushed his eyes and hugged Lin Fengjiao, the kind and kind ninth uncle: ”uncle, I'm a Dong! I finally found you. ”
”Ah Dong?”
The ninth uncle's eyes lit up and cried with joy, ”you, are you brother Pan's son?”
”Yes, uncle.”
With that, pan Haodong took out the props for recognizing relatives.
An exquisite and special dark green jade pendant with Tai Chi diagram carved on one side and mantra words on the other.
”Maoshan jade pendant!”
Uncle Jiu took away the jade pendant and watched it carefully.
Maoshan jade pendant is inherited from Luofu Mountain of the Southern Sect. Every Maoshan disciple of the southern sect has a jade pendant of the same type. After wearing it for a long time, a personal mark appears on the jade pendant.
Pan Shuai's Maoshan jade pendant is very familiar to Uncle Jiu.
Just a glance.
He decided that the jade pendant pan Haodong took out was the Maoshan jade pendant that sworn in to his eldest brother pan Shuai. Therefore, his eyes looked at Pan Haodong and became more and more kind.
The ninth uncle, who recalled the past for a long time, returned the jade pendant to pan Haodong and said with tears: ”child, you've been bitter these years.”
”No pain, no pain.”