After the abolition, she just wants to cultivate immortals

Chapter 89 March Peach Blossom
Tu Yu paused, and asked suspiciously, "My elder brother asked you to come to me?"

Tu Xuan nodded quickly, "Really, my grandfather asked me to come!"

Tu Yu looked him up and down.

The root bone is good, it is a material for martial arts, but it is a pity that he has no talent for cultivation.

"I can teach you martial arts, but you have to promise me three conditions."

"Master, please accept my apprentice's respect!" Before Tu Yu finished speaking, Tu Xuan kowtowed his head three times, forcing him to pay homage to his master.

"..."

Tu Yu felt a little regretful, and really wanted to turn around and slap the previous self.

Promise to do as soon as possible!

Here comes trouble!
Tu Xuan knelt on the ground, saw that Tu Yu had a bad expression, and asked cautiously: "Master, do you think this disciple has kowtowed enough, how about some more?"

Tu Yu took a deep breath, "No need, you get up first."

"Good master!" Tu Xuan stood up, thinking of something, with a smirk on his face.

The corners of Tu Yu's mouth twitched, "I'm not your master, and I don't intend to take you as an apprentice. I can call you whatever I usually want."

Tu Xuan's expression froze, "Why, you agreed to teach me martial arts, didn't you accept me as a disciple?"

"Promising to teach you martial arts does not mean accepting you as an apprentice. If you keep yelling, go back and learn from your grandfather." Tu Yu took a sip of tea and reminded: "If you want to learn martial arts, you must do the following. One, don’t bully the weak and harm innocent people. Second, don’t take advantage of your power to bully others, like that dude. Third, don’t do evil. Remember it well, otherwise, if you violate these rules, I will destroy them with my own hands. you."

The woman's face was still calm, and her pair of dark eyes were calm, but when she said the last sentence, a chill rose in Tu Xuan's heart for no reason.

Tu Xuan had an intuition that if she violated those three conditions, she would really destroy herself.

"I will remember it, thank you for your teaching, my aunt."

A boy of twelve or thirteen years old, his face is still very immature, but his expression is very serious and sincere.

"Okay, then I'll teach you." Tu Yu stood up and looked at the young man, "Look carefully, what you can learn depends on your own comprehension."

The woman held a branch in her hand and danced in the yard as if she was strolling in the courtyard. The icy blue icy sword energy passed by, densely packed like a big impenetrable net, and a flying insect broke into the net. In the middle, it turned into powder in an instant, and the young man was dumbfounded.

Amazing!
However, who can understand this?

Auntie isn't cheating on him, is she? !

……

March.

When the peach blossoms are in full bloom.

"Grandma! How do you think my swordsmanship dances? Is it handsome? Is it chic?"

The young man held a wooden sword in his hand, with his back straight, one hand behind his back, and he looked up at the sky with a contented look on his face.

"Brother Xuan is amazing!"

The little girl at the side had an expression of admiration, which made Tu Xuan hold a sword flower proudly, looked at the little girl with a smile and said, "Of course, I'm going to be a generation of martial arts masters!"

Tu Yu frowned and looked at him, and said in a stern tone: "Swordsmanship is not for looking good. After learning a showy look, you get carried away thinking about it. If you don't want to practice, go back."

"Don't!" Tu Xuan quickly admitted his mistake, "Grandma, I know I was wrong, so I won't dare next time."

"Oh?" Tu Yu's expression softened, he smiled slightly, and said in a gentle voice, "Is there a next time?"

The smile was very kind, Tu Xuan shuddered, and quickly shook his head in denial.

"No, no!"

During this period of time, Tu Xuan really experienced what it means to hide a knife in a smile. Every time Tu Yu smiled more kindly, the worse he was beaten.

"It's fine if you don't."

Tu Yu stood up and said, "I'm going out today, I don't have time to watch you, don't be lazy when you practice."

Aunt is going out?

No time for myself!

Tu Xuan's eyes lit up, and he patted his chest to promise: "Don't worry, grandma, I will definitely practice hard and never be lazy!"

"En." Tu Yu looked at the little girl beside him and said, "Ling Si will watch him for me, if he doesn't practice well, tell me, and I'll deal with him when I come back."

"I know, I will definitely keep an eye on brother Xuan!" The little girl nodded seriously, and then looked at Tu Xuan with malicious intent.

You little traitor!

The corners of Tu Xuan's mouth twitched, and there was something stuffed.

……

March.

The drizzle moistens everything.

New shoots sprouted from the wet soil.

The chirping of birds and birds in the forest is melodious, and there are carriages, horses and pedestrians passing by from time to time on the road, walking through the spring day, admiring the grand scene of leaves and flowers blooming.

Ten miles outside the imperial capital, across a small hill, there is a peach grove.

The peach grove is very large. At this time, when the peach blossoms are in full bloom, looking from the top of the mountain, there are red mountains and plains in front of you. The fragrance of peach blossoms drifts away with the wind, and falls leisurely into the tip of the nose.

Although it is spring in March, when the breeze blows, there is still a bit of chill, maybe the mountain road is too muddy, except for the birds, beasts and butterflies, there is only a white figure in thin clothes, standing on the cliff, alone Take a look at the splendor of spring.

Tu Yu was silent for a long time on the bed, sighed lightly, and jumped down on tiptoe.

The ink was raised, and the sleeves of the clothes fluttered, like a gust of wind, floating down.

There were birds chirping and insects chirping in the peach forest. She walked through the forest with slow steps.The drizzle condensed into beads, fell from the treetops, and splashed mud on the ground. She was dressed in white, but there was no trace of it. From time to time, petals fell, but they slipped from her side in a strange arc, not touching her body. In the slightest, he walked all the way as if he was strolling in a garden, but there was no half footprint left behind.Among the red flowers and green leaves, this clean white is particularly dazzling, as if it has taken away all the colors in the world.

If an ordinary person sees it, they will be shocked, thinking that they have met a misty fairy, or a monster in the mountain.

She smelled the familiar fragrance of peach blossoms after the rain, followed the direction in her memory, passed through various peach trees, and stopped in front of a small courtyard.

The small courtyard is simple, with only three tile-roofed houses, surrounded by a courtyard wall half a person's height.

There is a peach tree in front of the courtyard. The trunk is about as thick as two people hugging each other. The spread branches are like a big umbrella. The light red peach blossoms in full bloom are very beautiful. There is a line of small characters written on them, some are new and some are old, and the old ones have faded in color, as if they have been hung here for many years.

Tu Yu approached the tree with a complicated expression, took a ribbon at any time, and looked at it intently.

——May my wife be in good health and be safe every year.

The corners of Tu Yu's lips raised slightly, with some sarcasm in his eyes, he grabbed another one casually.

——May my wife be safe and come back soon.

——May I find my wife soon...

—may she...

Looking at the ribbons one after another, each one is related to her, but Tu Yu's heart is still as calm as water, without waves or ripples.

Thirty years was enough for her to let go.

In other words, Qi Yanzhi should let go the moment he married her.

Whether it's a childhood sweetheart or a happy relationship, betrayal is betrayal, no matter how much you think about it, that barrier has long since become a natural moat, cutting off all escape routes.

(End of this chapter)