Father's love is like a mountain

Chapter 223 The Giant Baby
Xia Qilian listened to her father and her brother-in-law discussing the mysteries, seeming to understand, but she didn't feel bored.

Although she was found to have no qualifications for cultivation since she was a child, she is full of curiosity about cultivation and often listens to her mother, brothers and guests sharing their cultivation experience.

So even though she has never practiced immortality, she is not unfamiliar with some things in cultivation—of course, it is just talk on paper, so when Xia Qixiong and Xia Yongchu were talking about metaphysics, she did not dare to intervene rashly.

But when the two of them talked about Xia Qixi, Xia Qilian immediately felt like a rabbit who heard the sound, almost pricking up her ears, and her participation exploded.

Especially after hearing from Xia Qixiong that her second brother was drunk all day long, it was rare for him to be sober for one hour a day, and even his martial arts cultivation was rapidly deteriorating, she couldn't help pleading: "Father, look at second brother, he has suffered so badly. You must have learned a lesson from his punishment, so don’t be angry with him again! Let’s restore his cultivation!”

Xia Yongchu couldn't help laughing: "I'm not angry with him. And where do you think I can easily restore his cultivation?"

Xia Qilian pouted and said: "Father, you have great powers, you can definitely do it. You are angry with your brother, so you ignore him."

Xia Yongchu said lightly: "Although I am already a golden elixir, I still have the seven emotions and six desires. But if I will be easily affected by emotions, then I will not be able to become a golden elixir."

Xia Qilian is also very smart. Hearing what his father said, he understood that what his father wanted to express was that he would never make a decision out of anger.

Could it be that there is another meaning to this punishment of my brother?
Thinking of this, Xia Qilian stopped pestering her.

She wanted to observe carefully for a while to find out her father's intentions before making any plans.

In the evening, Xia Qixiong hosted a banquet for his father and sister.

He married several concubines over the years, including Tang Beiyan back then, and they all attended this time.

These concubines are naturally stunning in the world, and the ones with the worst cultivation are already in the Gangsha Realm.
All kinds of delicacies and spirits during the banquet are rare treasures in the world.

But for monks, these are nothing.

Xia Qixiong's many supernatural power masters are also respectful in front of Xia Yongchu.

Although Xia Qilian looked like a fairy, no one dared to take a second look.

Push the cup to change the cup, and the gong and chips are staggered.

Xianle is curling up, spirit wine is fragrant.

Halfway through the banquet, there was a sudden commotion in front of the hall.

Everyone is a person who has achieved success in practice, and you will know what happened when you concentrate for a while.

Someone shouted: "Who dares to stop me? I'll let my brother beat you to death!"

Then a stinking man stumbled in.

Looking at the scene at the banquet, he pointed at Xia Qixiong with a smile: "Would you call me if you have wine? Brother Xiong, you are so mean!"

The person who came was naturally Xia Qixi.

As he said that, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he directly pushed away a monk—mainly because the monk knew his identity and did not dare to resist—sit down, picked up a jug of spiritual wine, and poured it into his mouth with his head raised.

But he poured it for a long time, but the wine didn't flow out.

The fine wine was sealed in the jug by a mysterious force.

Xia Qixi raised his head and glared at his father, then raised the pot and threw it to the ground.

The "bang" sound he was waiting for did not appear, and the hip flask fell heavily on the ground, but the ground seemed to suddenly become a soft and elastic material, and the hip flask bounced up, and fell back to the table intact, exactly To its previous position, there is no difference.

Xia Yongchu glanced at Xia Qixi, and said flatly: "The dog has no shape, I made everyone laugh. The interest is over, the banquet is over here, everyone, please do your own thing."

No one was interested in the next housework. After a few polite words, everyone left as promised.

Including Xia Qixiong's concubines and maids also retreated quietly, leaving only four members of the Xia family in the hall.

Xia Yongchu had no expression, his emotions and anger were unpredictable, neither Xia Qixiong nor Xia Qilian dared to speak.

Xia Qixi sneered, sitting lazily with his legs crossed, as if he was still hungover.

Xia Yongchu knew that he was faking it.

Xia Yongchu's spiritual consciousness is so powerful that he can see the situation for miles around him like a pattern in the palm of his hand.

Therefore, Xia Yongchu knew that Xia Qixiong had asked someone to bathe the drunk Xia Qixi and change into clean clothes.

It's just that after Xia Qixi woke up, he found out the stinky dirty clothes and put them on again, obviously for the purpose of embarrassing and angering himself as a father.

Xia Yongchu knew exactly what this brat was thinking.

With his xinxing cultivation base, he would not be easily irritated. Seeing Xia Qixi like this, instead of being angry, he wanted to laugh.

Bear kid, I don't need training.

As for raising children, Xia Yongchu thinks he still has some experience.

So he ignored Xia Qixi and just continued chatting with Xia Qixiong.

Xia Qixi was sullen and waited for a while, seeing that his father ignored him, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he reached for the pot of wine again.

This time, before he could touch the flagon, the flagon receded as if on a pulley.

Xia Qixi was furious, and grabbed out his hands repeatedly, already using martial arts.

But the wine jug is extremely flexible, and there is no more, no less, and it will always be an inch away from his palm.

This inch is so close.

After grabbing for a long time without grabbing the jug, Xia Qixi sat down panting from exhaustion, and said sarcastically, "My lord father, it's too disgraceful for you to bully a mere mortal like me. .”

Only then did Xia Yongchu's eyes fall on him, and he said lightly: "Did I not let you practice? If you don't practice, who is to blame?"

Xia Qixi said angrily: "Why haven't I cultivated yet! I am young and already in the realm of supernatural powers, and everyone says I am a genius. But who is it that abolished my cultivation!"

Xia Yongchu smiled faintly: "If your cultivation base is abolished, can't you cultivate again? Doing it again, will it be slower than the first cultivation? Your three-legged cat's cultivation base, to be honest, it is not a pity to abolish it. After so many years of cultivation, Not yet at the peak of the Divine Ability Realm, that's all, you're still a genius, the standard of a genius is really low."

Xia Qixi was trembling with anger: "I have worked hard for 20 years, and you said it would be a pity to waste it? I am in my 30s, and at this age, you let me re-study! Old man, you won't have back pain when you stand and talk!"

Xia Yongchu still smiled lightly, and did not get angry because of his impolite words: "You can't practice in your 30s? I also started practicing in my 30s, and now I have a golden elixir. When I first practiced, there were no pills, no Cultivation method, there is no spell to protect the way, you have to figure out everything by yourself. Lanlu, who created our Xia family's line of cultivating immortals. Do you dare to try it? I allow you to leave the family and practice on your own. I think no matter how old you are, , can also practice. If you have to say that people who can’t practice... then there are only babies. Are you a baby? I look like it. Although you grow tall, you are just a huge baby."

"Ping! Ping! Pong! Pong!" Xia Qixi swiped his arm, sweeping away the dishes in front of him.

This time Xia Yongchu didn't protect the dishes, although he could easily do it if he wanted to.

But he felt that he needed to give Xia Qixi some room to vent.

After sweeping away the dishes, Xia Qixi stood up angrily, glared at Xia Yongchu for a while, then turned and left without saying a word.

"Father!" Xia Qixiong hesitated to speak, looking a little worried.

Xia Yongchu shook his head: "It's not ready yet."

After a pause, he laughed again: "Believe it or not, as long as he passes this level, he will reach the spirit realm faster than you!"

Xia Qixiong couldn't help but laugh.

Father is still like this, everything is under control.

But about the Divine Spirit Realm...

"Father," Xia Qixiong said after deliberation, "I read from an ancient book that the world we live in is just a small world, which limits the upper limit of our cultivation, which is the golden core realm. Have you been there before?" From the upper realm, is that really the case?"

Xia Yongchu nodded: "That's right."

He glanced at Xia Qixiong, and said gently: "I know what you are worried about, don't worry, I have already made arrangements. When your cultivation level improves a bit, I will take you all to the upper realm."

Xia Qixiong was relieved.

Xia Qilian didn't care about whether the upper realm was upper realm or not.

She was just worried about her second brother, and couldn't hide her worry.

(End of this chapter)