Mr. Yan was lucky and made a gesture, and a yellow paper talisman was hit by it, and then he directly sealed Aunt Hua's mouth.

Mrs. Yan couldn't give Aunt Hua any chance to dirty her son's ears. She asked her servant to tie Aunt Hua and drag her down. In response, she did not forget to embellish her son's peace: "This Aunt Hua is dull in qualifications and has not improved for many years. Unexpectedly, she is now so obsessed with such a devil. She has started to talk nonsense. My mother must spend money to find the best doctor to treat her."

Yan Juntao: "Although he is only six years old, it does not mean that his IQ has returned to six years old.

Yan Juntao finally understood why before leaving, the head of the sect was willing to let him give up seclusion and go down the mountain to experience it, but he didn't want him to go home very much. Their family was really more chaotic and nervous and exciting than ordinary mortals. Unless it was a different way to prove it, it would not be conducive to cultivation in such a situation where there were so many trivial and mundane things that were bloody, and there was no possibility of a slightest possibility.

And isn’t this exactly what Yan Juntao wants?!

Their home is perfect!

When others felt sorry for Yan Juntao, the number one genius in the world of light, there was such a family where his father was not practicing and his mother was messed with, Yan Juntao was kneeling in his heart to thank his parents.

Of course, Yan Juntao is currently not aware that there was actually a procedure in which his father almost decided to marry a "wife" for him.

Afraid that his son asked more questions and exposed more family scandals, Mrs. Yan and Mr. Yan tacitly used the "Skip, Skip"** and arranged for his son to go to the backyard to rest first. No matter what happened, they would wait until the night to talk. Although the Yan family was fighting in a house before, not everyone was present. At least Princess Jingzhen's youngest daughter, who had the most hope of being selected by the Nine Star Sect at this apprenticeship ceremony, would not be there.

Princess Jingzhen and Mrs. Yan have been fighting for many years. The biggest tacit understanding is that their children are the bottom line and they will not easily involve innocent children.

Now

While walking in front of her son, Mrs. Yan secretly took a step and turned around and gave Princess Jingzhen a smile. It was not a threat, but a declaration of war! Under Mrs. Yan's thick dark red lips, what was hidden was the cruelty of "If you are not kind to my son, don't blame me for being unrighteous to your daughter."

Princess Jingzhen really regrets this. No matter how beautiful she looks like a flower, it can't block her inner fear. No, no, Yu'er is her only hope!

She really has no intention of attacking Yan Juntao! How could she destroy the Great Wall by herself? No one knows the meaning of Yan Juntao better than her! She is just confused for a moment and wants to make things difficult for Mrs. Yan and go with the flow. That's all. Merit is also real merit. It's not hurting children. It is the basic principle of Yan's family fighting for so many years. No one wants to be that destructor.

"Mom." Yan Juntao's five senses and six senses were different from ordinary people. While improving his cultivation level, he also made him feel like he had a hind eye. He didn't need to look back and knew that his mother was scaring people.

Only then did Mrs. Yan let Princess Jingzhen go, hold her son's tender hand, and leave the wise and honest Zhengtang together.

Mr. Yan had already avoided returning to the study room and would have no shame to see his son in the short term.

"Do you want your mom to beat your dad to vent your anger?" Mrs. Yan sold her husband very quickly.

Yan Juntao looked at his mother strangely. Although he had only lived at home for three years, it was enough for him to understand one truth--there was not a couple, but a partner between his father and mother. Mrs. Yan was not jealous at all, she was just born to like fighting with others. Mrs. Yan knew it well, but she didn't mind.

Mrs. Yan continued to whisper to her son: "Mom is a good person. She just was just having fun with you Aunt Jingzhen."

Yan Juntao did not say he didn't believe it, nor did he say he believed it. He just walked slowly through the pebbly path after the rain and asked his mother: "Mom knows that there is a world of cultivation above the secular world, and there is an upper world outside the world of cultivation. Can we also know that there is a great wilderness higher than the upper world?"

"The mother of common sense knows this." Mrs. Yan nodded hurriedly. She was not as unsightly as the people in the small world who had already been incomplete in Daotong.

In this life, a person has to undergo three transformations and two ascensions before he can be considered completely transcendent and degenerate the cause and effect, from mortals to monks, from monks to immortals (upper realm), and from immortals to saints (great wilderness). A saint has gone through thousands of kalpas and is never destroyed, and has no contact with cause and effect. He can open up the world, be with the Tao, and know the past, present, and future in one thought.

"When you look over from that height, you will find that everything is nothing, and all cause and effect are not cause and effect."

"Mom knows," Mrs. Yan said in a proud tone, "There is only one of the three-point lands of the Yan family and Zou Tu. Her daughter is stronger than her, but she will eventually be limited by her qualifications. It is difficult to achieve the great way, and becoming an immortal is already at the top. But for my son, immortals are the beginning of cultivation."

In the previous life, Yan Juntao ascended the upper realm at the age of 73, reshaped his immortal body, ascended the Great Wilderness at the age of 600, and became a saint with the Tao. Looking at this life of not being long or short, the life of immortals in the upper realm can indeed be regarded as the beginning of Yan Juntao's cultivation.

Nowadays, for the saint, it can only be considered the year of urinating and mud.

"So, the head of the sect taught me that there is no need to care about anything with anyone, because they will soon be gone, and my future is still long." The longer you live, the happier Yan Juntao will probably be, because the funerals of his enemies will be one after another.

Mrs. Yan was a little unwilling to accept it, but she still put her son first and said, "Mom knows, I really won't bother with you Aunt Jingzhen."

Yan Juntao suddenly turned around, looked up at his mother, and said seriously: "No, what my son really wants to say is, why don't you care? No matter how long the future is, it will not affect the current dissatisfaction. Why should we be wronged for the sake of our future self? It's all ourselves, right? My son will help you fight her to death!"

Mrs. Yan was stunned by her son's reversal. After a while, she came to her senses, blinked and laughed happily. Sometimes, what she needed to be angry was never reasonable. She just wanted someone to stand on her side unconditionally.

Now, she has got it, it's really fun.

Mrs. Yan squatted down little by little, raised the cold embroidered handkerchief, bringing the coolness of early summer to her son. She smiled and bent her eyes and said softly: "My mother received your wishes. But in fact, your Aunt Jingzhen's daughter is also a good one. Brothers are trapped in the wall, and I still understand the principle of controlling the insults outside, but I am so angry that I will focus on fighting with you Aunt Jingzhen. Thank you for your hard work and slandering it to make my mother wake up."

Yan Juntao: No, listen to me, I really don’t mean this.qaq

The group of Tianyan Sect disciples following him were particularly supportive and made a sudden realization. They were full of praise. They were truly worthy of being Master Yan! He knocked on the stick!

Then, the disciples of Tianyan Sect were angry and embarrassed. The former saint sent him a clean hand.

The disciples of Tianyan Sect did not live in the Yan family, and they all lived on the Seven Treasure Immortal Ship that they sent. It was one of the largest and most gorgeous spiritual transport weapons in Tianyan Sect. They were usually only used when there were any grand event and secret realm. This time, in order to make Yan Juntao feel more comfortable all the way, the elder in charge specially approved the Seven Treasure Immortal Ship, which shows how Tianyan Sect attaches importance to Yan Juntao.

Now, with the support of the formation, the immortal ship docked in the air in the Yan family's backyard. From a distance, it was spectacular.

"Mom, what's wrong with the family?" Yan Juntao especially wanted to join the war of family trivial matters.

"Oh, I didn't expect the yard to arrive so soon, Taotao, look." Mrs. Yan made up her mind not to bother her son, and even changed the topics to be very stiff. "Do you still remember your yard?"

The small courtyard where Yan Juntao lived for three years was named Wangxian, but later it was changed to Wangsheng. The parents of Yan's family's eager expectation for their son was already overwhelming.

The overall size is large and noble, with malignant details in the courtyard, carved beams and painted buildings, high platforms, and rare animals, famous flowers and flowers, all-encompassing. Under the appearance of the front yard and back yard, there are Feng Shui layouts that combine yin and yang, and combine hardness and softness.

This courtyard was set up three high-deep defense forbidden spells when the leader of Tianyan Sect came to accept disciples. The leader Lu made an agreement with Mrs. Yan that when Yan Juntao grew up to three years old at home and enjoyed family life, he would take him away. In order to protect Yan Juntao, the leader Lu deliberately opened up the deep courtyard with a space array and a spirit gathering array in the Yan family, which was not big at the time.

After that, the Yan family leaned on their son and enjoyed the cool air. The mansion expanded again and again. They bought their neighbors and expanded everything, but never moved, because this Wangsheng Academy, which belongs exclusively to Yan Juntao and idlers dare not set foot at all.

The formation in the courtyard is long and lasting, and it still exudes vitality and has blessed the entire Yan family's cultivation.

Yan Juntao's spiritual pet Philip had already started playing wildly in the yard, jumping up and down, rushing butterflies and chasing bees, and there was nothing it could not do, as if no matter how big the yard was, it could not accommodate its free and unrestrained soul.

There are no rare beasts in the courtyard that are not afraid of them, and they can only let them be king here.

Then, I saw this guy who looked particularly cheap and cute, and his eyes shone with his eyes wide open to a snow-white rabbit with sharp ears in the yard. He walked forward shamelessly, and wanted to accomplish good things and force him to take it as a concubine.

Mrs. Yan was wondering, did her son have ever raised an ordinary beast like a rabbit in her yard?

Then, the rabbit, which was only more than a foot, opened its mouth in an unscientific way, as if it could eat even the dragon. It ate Yan Juntao's Philip.

Yan Juntao: ""

The rabbit, to be precise, should be a slut, and even burped his mouth with three leopards and burped his hair.

Fifty is not afraid of being eaten. Its whole body seems soft and hairy, but it is actually extremely hard, and nothing can corrode it. But the fear of being eaten in minutes still dominates it, making it bow and disturb the belly in the belly. From the outline of the belly, you can see how many embarrassing things Fiftyty has done inside.

"This is the new spiritual pet that a fellow Taoist." Yan Juntao introduced to his mother like this, "Pfee hadn't had time to see it before."

"What about your fellow Taoist?"

"I'll leave in advance and will be back soon."

Over there, the rabbit's appearance of a diamond-shaped tooth and the uncle Hu, who feeds on dragons, finally spit out the Philistine from his stomach again, with white hair on the ground.

Philip didn't know where the big heart came from. Not only did he not be afraid, he went forward shyly, and he wanted to be a concubine for this elder brother!

The author has something to say: * According to Yan Liu Yu’s records, the sculpting is like a rabbit, with its sharp ears long and only a foot long. The lion fears it. The saying from Baidu Encyclopedia is that sculpting is good at eating dragon brains, and there is a saying that "one sculpting can fight three dragons and two dragons".

Needless to mention the master of this sage, Yan Juntao’s fellow Taoist is Rong Gong! All the spiritual pets are coming out! Is the attack far away?!

And ps: World map:

Secular world - Cultivation world - Upper world (Immortals) - Great Wilderness (Sage)

Between the secular world and the cultivation world, there are three thousand small lands scattered downtowns, which are considered to be the semi-cultural world. Ordinary people and cultivation families are mixed together, just like the Zou Tu Realm.

Here is the time to thank the King vote:

Thanks to "Xiaoyi Shooting Sun" for throwing two more landmines

Thanks to "Chu Zhaoxi" for throwing another landmine

Thanks to "Bun is Cannon Fodder" for throwing another mine

Thank you for "waking up by yourself every day" for throwing another landmine

Thanks to "Mo Zhu" for throwing another landmine

Thanks to "Little Bamboo Fox" for throwing another mine

Thank you to your friend "Loubin" for throwing two rocket launchers, I'm so sorry, I love you

Thanks to "Ayan doesn't like talking" for throwing 10 landmines, and spending money

Thank you for "Study hard and move up every day" for throwing a mine and a grenade

Thank you "Ro Ling" for throwing a landmine

Thanks to "Miaodong" for throwing a landmine

Thanks to the "Dijun Rabbit" for throwing a landmine

Thank you, "Hello, Li Yinhe" for throwing a mine

Thanks to "Shangshan Ruoshui" for throwing a mine
Chapter completed!