The Beginning of the World: Going to the Countryside as an Educated Youth

Chapter 506 Coming to the door!

The meal lasted for an hour, until the sun set in the west and the moon rose above the willows, and then everyone dispersed.

It was late autumn now, the mountains and fields were full of dead branches and fallen leaves, and the world was filled with a chilly atmosphere.

The chilly wind kept echoing in the valley, making a whimpering sound.

In the dense forest deep in the night, strange cries were heard from time to time. No one knew which animal made them, making the already bleak night even more creepy.

There was a faint blush on Zhao Dongchuan's face, and he was already a little tipsy.

Looking at the night scene outside the window, he was thinking for a while.

"Sir...it's cold, after drinking, don't be blown by the wind..."

A pair of delicate hands reached out and put a fur coat on him.

Zhao Dongchuan didn't look back, but just held the pair of white jade hands, rubbing and playing with them.

The owner of the jade hand then hugged him, and the two of them quietly felt the warmth of the moment.

"Sir...are you worried about something?"

"Haha, a little bit..."

"What is it? Can I help you..."

Zhao Dongchuan laughed when he heard this, "Yan'er, you being by my side is the greatest help to me..."

Wang Yuyan showed a trace of happiness on her face, "My dear...you are so kind..."

“Hahaha…you’re good too…”

After saying that, Zhao Dongchuan smiled and picked up Wang Yuyan... causing her to scream.

The next moment, the window snapped shut automatically without any wind...

...............

On this day, Zhao Dongchuan was practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard...

The sword shadows were sometimes like willows swaying in the wind, sometimes like violent storms, pouring down... sometimes like thunder, as fast as lightning...

The sword lights flickered like stars...full of agility.

"Puff!" With a few soft sounds, a huge rock ten feet away was shot with several bottomless holes by the sword energy...

Zhao Dongchuan slowly put away his sword and stood up.

"It's still a little short of the mark... This sword intent is really hard to fathom..."

Looking at the dense holes on the boulder in the distance, he sighed slightly.

Since there were no corresponding spells for practicing, Zhao Dongchuan spent his daily meditation and qigong practice and studying martial arts.

With the profound foundation of Huan Shi Shui Ge and Xiao Yao Sect's martial arts, he has gradually integrated the moves and developed in the direction of "intention".

Since Zhao Dongchuan really admires the elegance of the "Sword Immortal", his main focus is "Sword Intent"!

But I don’t know if it’s due to lack of foundation or insufficient experience, but Zhao Dongchuan has never been able to comprehend his own sword intent.

"Could it be that there is no sword intent in the world rules of the Tianlong world?"

Zhao Dongchuan pondered secretly.

He took out the original novel from the space and kept searching through it, but did not find any mention of "artistic conception".

This is understandable. After all, artistic conception involves spiritual will...it is no longer a simple technique.

"Forget it... Let's practice first, there's nothing else to do..."

Zhao Dongchuan comforted himself with a few words.

"Master, son..."

Ah Zhu ran over in a hurry.

"Azhu, what's wrong?" Zhao Dongchuan frowned.

"Sir...someone has come to visit...you should go and take a look!"

Ah Zhu had a complicated expression and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"Ok?"

This scene seems to have appeared somewhere before...

Zhao Dongchuan was a little puzzled. Who was this? He was tired of living. Nowadays, Tianlong Diya Valley is full of top martial arts masters from the Central Plains. Unless a large army approaches, otherwise...

"Could it be..."

Zhao Dongchuan's heart moved and he looked at Ah Zhu.

Seeing that Ah Zhu only had a complicated expression but no fear, Zhao Dongchuan had already guessed something.

"What is coming will eventually come... there is no way to avoid it..."

Zhao Dongchuan shook his head, took a big step forward, and Azhu followed closely behind him.

……

The entrance of the Deaf and Dumb Valley.

Several deaf-mute disciples dressed as farmers were lying on the ground, groaning in pain, with blood gushing out.

A white figure stood there, her face covered by a veil, so her features could not be seen clearly, but from her graceful curves, one could tell that she was a graceful woman.

Next to her stood a woman in green wearing a pearl hairpin. Her face was filled with anger as she stared fiercely at the person in front of her.

Beside these two women, there stood many maids holding long swords.

"It was so hard for me to find you... I traveled all over the country... but I didn't expect that you were hiding here..."

The woman in green had a ferocious face and a hint of hatred.

"mother……"

"Don't call me mom... I don't have a daughter as shameless as you..."

"mother……"

"Hmph... Where's your little lover? Let him come out... Don't think you can get away with it by hiding from people... I'm going to chop him into pieces..."

Wang Yuyan's face tightened, and her expression became even more miserable.

The woman in green was her mother whom she had not seen for a long time - Li Qingluo...

"Mother... I am now Young Master Han's first wife, and there is no deep hatred between you and him... Why do you have to force me so hard!"

"That little bastard actually dared to capture me and beat me up... I will not be a human being if I don't take revenge..."

Li Qingluo was aggressive and had murderous intent on her face.

Just as she was about to continue speaking, the woman in white beside her sighed softly.

Although the sigh was low, it was extremely clear, and it echoed in everyone's heart, carrying a sense of coldness.

"A Luo, don't be angry... Let me ask clearly... It's up to you to decide whether to kill or keep..."

The woman in white said calmly.

"Yes, mother..."

Li Qingluo's expression changed, and her originally arrogant face gradually began to calm down.

"Mother?"

Wang Yuyan exclaimed.

"She, she... is... grandma?"

The woman in white took a few steps forward, looked at Wang Yuyan, and let out a silver bell-like laugh.

"Yan'er... I haven't seen you for a long time. You have grown up a lot..."

The woman in white looked Wang Yuyan up and down and spoke in a low voice.

"Grandma...you are grandma..."

"Haha, Yan'er, why didn't you even invite me to your wedding... You won't even let grandma have a sip of the wedding wine..."

Wang Yuyan was stunned and stuttered, not knowing how to answer. Given their relationship with Zhao Dongchuan, it was too late to hide from them. Besides, Grandpa was there at the time...

"Oh, yes, where is grandpa? Why doesn't he come out..."

When Wang Yuyan thought of this, she looked around with some confusion.

Only the Eight Friends of Hangu, Su Xinghe and a group of deaf-mute disciples were seen on the field, ready for battle.

"Uncle Master...if you want a glass of wine, I will offer it to you..."

Su Xinghe's expression changed and he spoke.

"Shut up! It's not your turn to speak here!"

The white-clothed woman's face changed, and she waved her sleeves, shooting out a stream of energy. Su Xinghe had no time to react and was hit, instantly flying several feet away...

Su Xinghe fell to the ground, spitting out blood!

Obviously he has suffered serious internal injuries...

Xue Muhua saw this and ran over quickly. "Master, are you okay?"

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