Ask the Mirror: Postscript Three (Part 1)
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The sun is so warm.
After the three-kalpa-long night, many people in the real world have developed a hobby of basking in the sun.
On a sunny day, squinting on a lounge chair and feeling the warmth falling from the sky, your limbs and body are all warm, it is really a supreme enjoyment.
As the founder of the Bailian Sect, the ancestor of the Xu family, and a peerless master respected by all the weapon makers in the world, Xu Yang is not exempt from the secular world. At this moment, he is lying on the recliner handmade by his daughter, almost falling asleep.
While half asleep and half awake, he was also sighing:
It’s time to become a teacher!
The lounge chair itself is a casual creation of my daughter.
What she does is nothing more than shaping and polishing, but Xu Yang appreciates this kind of casualness, understanding of physical properties, and adapting to people's conditions.
There is nothing uncomfortable about this recliner, but it is just plain and simple, not surprising.
This is good.
Given her skill in making tools, it would be pretentious to put too much effort into this kind of object.
"Proportion" is difficult to grasp.
Especially when you do whatever you want, you can still do this and know people by things - it is simply a natural mind to cultivate Taoism.
Xu Yang is not so shallow as to have these emotions just because of a chair,
But during this period of time, various incidents have made him understand one thing:
This daughter should not be detained by the Xu family, but should have a broader world.
Under the warm sun, the chair shook gently, never stopping.
Just as Xu Yang was thinking at this time.
The Xu clan was originally a branch of the witch clan. It was separated before and after the Sword-Witch War. It no longer relied on blood like the witch clan, but practiced normally. His branch is only mediocre in terms of cultivation; on the contrary, his talent is excellent in making tools and refining objects, and he has created the Hundred Refining Sect.
These were originally discords between ancestors, but they were managed out of the blue, allowing the Xu family to avoid two major disasters in a row. Now, with the completion of Xu Yang's earth-shaking changes in the field of weapon making, the Bailian Sect has become one of the best sects in the world, and the Xu family has also become a famous family. The balance between gains and losses is really wonderful. .
The Xu family of the Hundred Refiners Sect is what it is today, of course, it is because of his unprecedented achievements in the art of making weapons, but if we really want to dig deeper, the most essential improvement is still during the world-shaking catastrophe ten thousand years ago. middle.
Because of his friendship with Yu Zhou, he naturally became friendly with Yu Ci; and because of his love and cherishment of talents, he helped Xu Bo improve his weapon-making skills.
After that, Yu Ci re-established the Shangqing, and Xu Bo became a disciple of Xin Tianjun in the Bajing Palace. Therefore, the two great clans of the Shangqing and the Bajing had a close relationship with the Bailian Sect. Just like the east wind's help, they sent Qingyun to Qingyun in a short period of time. , became one of the "Tianmen" of Xiyu League.
After that, things got even more out of hand, and the world's "hundreds of craftsmen" gradually became one line.
Among them, the Weapon Technique Department is most likely to follow the Bailian Sect as its sect. In terms of reputation in this line of work, it can even surpass those of the giants.
Because of this, my daughter's future has too many implications, so how to arrange it requires careful planning.
This kind of thing is nothing compared to making tools. In recent years, his mind has become mixed.
Fortunately, there are only a few days like this left.
The servant’s respectful voice sounded not far away:
"Old Ancestor, Lord Youcheng has come to pay homage, you..."
Xu Yang raised his finger lightly. The servant understood what he meant and retreated silently.
The surroundings were clean again, but unfortunately it did not last long.
"Father."
The eldest son Xu Gong walked over lightly: "You Qianshan is sincere enough..."
"Yes, there is indeed sincerity."
Xu Yang half-opened his eyes: "Then tell me, is he treating Qinglan with sincerity? Or is he treating me with sincerity, Bailian Sect?"
"This..."
"Tell me again, where do you hope he will direct his 'sincerity'?"
Xu Gong lowered his head and did not dare to answer.
Xu Yang felt helpless towards this child.
Although the Xu family is no longer part of the Wumen lineage, there is still a legacy of the Wumen in the flesh and blood of their descendants, so they are cautious. Xu Yang is focusing on the art of making weapons again. He has been in this world for nearly four kalpas. An ordinary family would have spread out for thousands of generations at this time, and his Xu family only has a hundred people. He himself There are two sons and one daughter. The age difference between the eldest son and the younger daughter is more than three kalpas and more than ten thousand years. There are even more grandchildren.
As the eldest son, Xu Gong followed his lineage in practice and was extremely talented. Previously, when the Bailian Sect was still hanging out with the Xiyu League human-level sects, Xu Gong was still quite solid, so it was able to lay a relatively solid foundation. When the Bailian Sect rose to prominence, it could rely on its resources to achieve immortality.
His prospects only go so far. Xu Yang does not expect him to make the Bailian Sect last forever, as long as he can protect the Xu family's bloodline, that's all.
However, over the years, the prestige and achievements of Bailian Sect have been rising day by day, and Xu Gong has been blown away by winds from all directions, making him unable to maintain his dignity.
He only knows that the Bailian Sect is one of the top sects in the world, but it is not like him, and the sect or family has almost no potential to go further.
What’s the point of trying to camp for this?
Xu Yang would rather think about old things and people:
"You Qianshan is indeed a genius. Although the Wumen has declined, he can take advantage of the opportunity of moving Feihun City to the outer sea to regain its strength and have the potential to flourish... It is not in vain. His mother’s hard work.”
Xu Gong couldn't help but said:
"Since my father also thinks that You Qianshan is a person, then he and Qinglan..."
"It turns out that I, Xu Yang, am old and have reached the point where I want my son to make the decision and sell my daughter?"
Xu Gong was so frightened that he knelt down and did not dare to say a word.
"From today on, you should concentrate on running the family business. Leave the affairs of the sect to the waiter. If he is still not interested, you can give it to anyone... You just have things you can see at a glance. My eyes are shaking, it’s really annoying.”
One word decided the future future of his son's clan, but Xu Yang's heart was not shaken at all.
He narrowed his eyes:
"The sun is so good, it can't last more than a few days..."
Xu Gong bowed his head deeply after hearing this. The anger of being kicked out of the sect's power by his father, and the panic in his eyes that the Optimus Pillar was about to fall were mixed together, leaving him completely speechless.
But this old man, who had foreseen his impending death, still muttered:
"Where's Qinglan? If You Qianshan bothers her, come and tell me and I'll break that guy's legs!"
As he finished speaking, the clear sky suddenly darkened, and a brilliance shot out from behind the sun, cut across the sky, and fell diagonally down.
When it fell halfway, the world trembled slightly, and the aftermath was difficult to wipe out for a while.
Xu Yang raised his eyelids slightly: "What's going on in Taixiao Shenting?"
"Father...Father."
"Huh?"
"The light... fell to us."
It’s too late, I’m sorry, I stole another chapter
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