Chapter 801

"Monks of the devil's way are not all small sects who used to confine the mountain gate. How much trouble can they make?"

"You don't know."

Jueyazu sighed, "before the earth was short of aura, we decent people united to form three holy places, so as to wash the devil's way and occupy the superior position of the three holy places. Originally, those monks of the devil's way could not have any strong ones in the place where aura was short."

"But..."

He said, "now the aura of the earth is more and more rich, not only the aura of the three holy places is strong, but also the aura of other places. Those dormant monks also take the opportunity to break through and start to move."

"What about the demon world?"

Asked an Sudong.

"You've been to the demon world before. You should know that the situation of the demon world is the same as that of our holy land. Their accomplishments are stuck in the late Yuanying period. They are also the peak of the fourth level, so it's hard to get an inch. But don't think that the demon world has only a few great powers. The demon world has a long life. Many old monsters close themselves up and only wait for their aura to be strong again, It must be that the demon world is in turmoil now, and those old monsters are going out of the way, so it's out of control. "

An Sudong nodded, probably to understand the current form of the whole earth.

"Then I'll see my mother first."

"Go Ice blue laughs.

Seeing that an Sudong was going to see his relatives, fan Xi and a Niu, who originally wanted to talk to him about the past, did not disturb him any more.

Wu Mingjiao lives in the room behind the purple bamboo forest. At this time, she is knitting needle by needle. Although she doesn't need these things to become a cultivator, she still wants to knit a sweater in her spare time. After all, it's winter and she can wear it for her son.

When she was a child, she loved a sweater in the window, but she had no money to buy it, so she made one for him. Although she looked ugly, she was still happy to wear it. Thinking of this, she was in a trance, and her son had grown up.

He raised his hand to open the bead curtain beside the window, and turned to look at the clear sky outside Penglai, with birds singing and flowers fragrant, and the bamboo forest crisp. At this time, a slender figure came in his sight.

"Su Dong!"

Wu Mingjiao shook her hand, put down her needle and thread, and pushed the door out.

"Ma."

An Sudong grinned and kept up with high school. Every time he came back from vacation, he stood at the door with a familiar smile.

"Suo Dong, you're back."

"Mom, are you used to living here?"

"Habit, come on in!"

Wu Mingjiao pulled an Sudong, "you child, how did you go out so long to come back?"

An Su Dong touched his head and said with a smile, "I went to a far place and had something to do, so I came back a little late. You must be worried about me."

Only in front of his mother can he show his honest side.

"Yingyue, they're here too, but these girls are more progressive. They know that there's a seclusion place in Penglai holy land. They all go to seclusion together. Otherwise, they come to me all day and pester me to chat."

Wu Mingjiao was obviously very satisfied with these women. She took an Sudong to sit down and said, "by the way, when are you going to marry them?"

Wu Mingjiao is a very traditional woman. In the past, she must have been worried about which wife her son should marry. After all, she likes both hands. The palm and the back of her hand are all flesh. She feels sorry for her son if she gives up any one.

But now she is also a cultivator. She knows that the world of cultivators can't be restricted by Chinese laws. Monogamy doesn't work here. As long as the husband loves the concubine, she can be together.

An Sudong's face is red. "Mom, this is not urgent. I'm still young."

"You children, you see, they go to the closed door as they are now, and you are not around. How boring your mother is. If you marry them and have a child, will your mother not be so boring?"

children?

An Sudong has never thought about this.

"Mom, are you knitting again?" Seeing the wool beside him, an Sudong digs the subject.

"I know you can't put it on now, but I can't stay idle." Wu Mingjiao shook her head and gave him a white look. "You're not too young. Why don't you worry?"

"Don't say that. I'll go to them. Now that I'm back, they know that they will go through the customs. Then we'll have a hot meal."

An Sudong now wants to have a party with his mother.

Although they can not eat for a long time now, but for a long time did not eat what his mother did, he still missed it.

Sometimes, a meal is not because of hunger, but because of nostalgia.

An Sudong came to the closed place and watched the gate close. At the gate stood two new disciples from Penglai holy land.

When these new comers are practicing, there is a rule in Penglai holy land, that is, they should guard the door outside the closed place for one year. When someone new comes in the next year, they can enter the closed place.

Hong yingyue's daughters have a lot to do with an Sudong, so they don't have to guard the gate.

The two children are red lipped and white toothed. At the age of eight or nine, they are all dressed in blue and white robes. Their clothes are a little big, and they don't fit their figure very well. They tied a rope around their waist to prevent them from looking too nondescript.

When the two children saw an Sudong coming in the distance, they obviously didn't know him.

"Brother Xia Tong, who do you think this man is? They are not new disciples like us, are they

"I don't know. It seems that most of them are new disciples. They came to help us look at the gate, but they are a little too old."

"Yes, I'm in my twenties. Should we call him elder martial brother, uncle or younger martial brother later?"

The two children looked at an Sudong with a face full of difficulties. They had big eyes and could not say how lovely they were.

"Ah, ah, ah..."

Xia Tong saw that an Sudong ran directly to the closed room. He didn't even want to say hello to them. He couldn't help holding an Sudong's clothes with his fleshy little hand.

"What's the matter?" An Su Dong frowned slightly and looked at the two children, who also looked at him.

The little boy next to him said, "this is the place where senior brothers and sisters are closed. You can't go in."

"Oh?"

"Then why can't I go in?" ansudong said with a smile

Xia Tong turned his eyes a few times and said seriously: "because, because you are our..."

"What's yours?"

"Younger martial brother?"

Ansudong did not speak.

"Uncle?"

An Sudong almost came out and gave the little boy a violent chestnut.

"Elder martial brother?"

"Ah

An Sudong then said with a smile, "that's right. I'm your elder martial brother. Can I go in?"