Self-struggle starting from Douluo

The sun was rising, and a ray of golden sunlight lit up the sky. On the lake, the soft morning mist danced lightly, like a fairy's gently waving gauze skirt.

The sun penetrates the mist and shines on the quiet lake. The lake surface is like a mirror, reflecting the beautiful picture of blue sky and white clouds. The green trees are shady and the breeze blows, bringing bursts of refreshing floral fragrance. The beauty of the scenery here makes people feel like they are in a fairyland.

Farther away, in a green field, wheat waves rolled and swayed in the wind. The sunlight fell on them, as if glowing with golden light, which was breathtakingly beautiful.

Xiao Xuan stood in a meadow, feeling the wind blowing across his cheeks, bringing with it a refreshing scent of flowers.

This was a pleasant and beautiful scenery that he had not experienced in all these years after his death... and he had not even enjoyed it when he was alive!

If it weren't for the doubts in his heart reminding him, Xiao Xuan would have almost sunk into it!

Where is this place?

With such doubts, Xiao Xuan walked slowly along the ridges of the field...

A farmer passed by carrying farm tools, and Xiao Xuan hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Where is this place?"

The farmer looked at him in surprise and said enthusiastically: "This is the Peach Blossom Spring. Are you from outside? Come with me to my home. I have good wine and food. I can entertain you!"

Having said that, he enthusiastically pulled Xiao Xuan away.

Xiao Xuan looked bewildered. Not to mention after death, even when he was alive, he had never experienced such a scene.

Which ordinary person would dare to pull himself like this? And which ordinary person would dare to invite someone home as a guest?
This feeling is novel, but not bad!
Xiao Xuan curiously followed the farmer out of the field and came to a flat and wide land.

There are neat rows of houses, fertile fields, beautiful ponds, mulberry trees, bamboo forests, etc. The paths between the fields are intertwined, and the crowing of chickens and barking of dogs can be heard everywhere.

Many people were busying about, children were chasing and playing, and old people were sitting in front of the house watching with a smile. Everyone seemed comfortable and happy, enjoying themselves.

"What a comfortable life!" This thought inexplicably emerged in Xiao Xuan's mind.

The farmer shouted, "Guests are coming!"

Immediately, a group of people came over, greeted him warmly, and invited him to their homes...but then they were scolded by the farmer.

The farmer brought Xiao Xuan to his home and asked him to sit down. Then, villagers came with chickens, ducks, fish, meat, and local wine...

Xiao Xuan felt quite uncomfortable being entertained by the whole village, especially since the children were squatting in front of him, staring at him with curious eyes.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

An old man pushed through the crowd, stepped forward and saluted, smiling and saying, "I am the village chief of Taoyuan Village. I wonder where the guest is from?"

Xiao Xuan twisted his body and said uncertainly: "I... I come from the Heavenly Tomb."

"Where is the Heavenly Tomb?"

The village chief and all the villagers were confused. The village chief asked, "What dynasty is it now? Who is the emperor?"

Xiao Xuan didn't know how to answer. The Douqi Continent was dominated by various forces and major families. Wasn't this kind of "dynasty" just a form of self-entertainment for remote places?

Seeing this, the village chief explained considerately, "Our ancestors of Taoyuan Village all lived in seclusion here to avoid the war during the Qin Dynasty. It has been a thousand years. This place is isolated from the outside world, so we don't know what's going on outside. Please forgive us, guests."

What and what?
What era was the Qin Dynasty?
Xiao Xuan was confused and asked quickly, "Village Chief, do you know Qinghuan... Li Qinghuan?"

The village chief suddenly realized, and said: "Oh, it's the boy from the Li family. He is from our Taoyuan Village. He and his two wives live at the end of the village..."

As he spoke, the village chief looked at the crowd for a while, then waved, "Lan Yin! Lan Yin! Come here quickly, this guest is here to see your parents!"

The crowd made way and a little girl came over. She had loose blue hair, delicate features like an elf, and a pair of big watery eyes that were clear and bright.

Xiao Xuan was dumbfounded. Qinghuan even had a child?
And how can this girl look like Qinghuan?

Lan Yin was not afraid of people, and said with a grin, "Uncle, you want to look for my dad? Then come with me, my dad is at home."

As he said that, he pulled Xiao Xuan away, saying to the people around him as he walked: "This is my guest... This is my guest..."

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After finally squeezing out of the crowd, Xiao Xuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the little girl in front of him who was only as tall as his thigh, he asked, "Li Qinghuan, is he really your father?"

The little girl Lan Yin raised her head and said, "My father picked me up and raised me. Even if he is not my biological child, he is still my father!"

Xiao Xuan was at a loss, and asked, "Li Qinghuan, how long have you lived here?"

Lan Yin tilted her head, blinking her eyes, looking extremely cute, and said, "Anyway, my father has lived in the village since I was picked up." Xiao Xuan's doubts grew stronger.

What exactly is going on?

They were clearly in Tianmu before, and Qinghuan fell asleep right in front of him. How come in the blink of an eye, he had lived in this village for at least seven or eight years?
Fortunately, after walking for a while, the duo, one big and one small, reached a wooden house at the end of the village.

Lan Yin shouted loudly: "Auntie, Auntie, there is a visitor at home, and he is here to look for daddy."

"coming!"

A seductive voice was heard, followed by a rustling sound, and a woman with noble temperament walked out of the house... and swam out!

The upper body is a stunningly beautiful lady with a noble temperament and yet full of charm. Her coarse clothes cannot hide her elegance, but the lower body is a purple snake's tail.

Xiao Xuan was dumbfounded: "Snake people?"

The half-human, half-snake beauty smiled and said, "The head of the family has gone to the fields and will be back soon. Sir, please come inside and sit down first."

As he said this, he straightened his waist and invited Xiao Xuan into the house.

Lan Yin ran away, and no one knew where he went.

There was no luxurious furniture in the central hall of the house, only a set of ordinary tables and chairs. On the wall of the central hall hung a large calligraphy with the words "Heaven and Earth" inscribed on it.

On both sides of the big characters is a couplet, with the left one reading: The Immortal Palace of Eternal Life and the right one reading: The Taoist Family with Longevity as Long as the Sky.

Although it was hung in a place for worship, there was not even an incense burner, only two candlesticks, which were still burning.

Xiao Xuan's eyes almost popped out of his head. The two candlesticks were clearly burning with two strange flames:

"Blue Lotus Earth Core Fire!? Golden Emperor Burning Sky Flame!?"

The snake woman smiled and said, "It's just a candlelight. Please excuse me, sir... Have some tea!"

Xiao Xuan picked up the cup and tried to cover up his panic by drinking tea. After taking a sip, he was shocked: "What kind of tea is this?"

With just a sip of tea, he actually felt that his remaining soul was much more complete!
The snake woman smiled and said, "I just picked it from the tree in the backyard. Please excuse me, sir... The boss is back!"

There was a noise outside, and the snake woman twisted her waist to greet him, the love on her beautiful face was so strong that it seemed to overflow.

There were faint voices outside the house, including the snake woman's unwilling laughter and scolding, and another woman's voice...

A moment later, a barefoot middle-aged man walked into the room. He was wearing coarse cloth and his trouser legs were rolled up to his knees. His calves and soles of his feet were wet, obviously having just washed.

However, judging from the mud spots on the corners of his clothes, he had really just returned from working in the fields.

Xiao Xuan opened his mouth wide, almost unable to believe it, and asked, "Li Qinghuan?"

Although she looks like Li Qinghuan, she looks much older.

Qing Huan smiled and asked, "Why is Senior Xiao Xuan here?"

It’s really Li Qinghuan!

Xiao Xuan asked hurriedly: "What's going on? Where is this place? How did we get here? How come I heard that you have lived here for many years?"

"Don't worry, don't worry!"

Qing Huan comforted him and said, "This is my dream, or rather, my delusion. Before you came in, I had already lived here for more than ten years.

Have you heard of the story of "The Yellow Millet Dream"?

Xiao Xuan was stunned and said blankly: "I haven't heard of it."

"Oh!"

Qing Huan casually picked up a book from the table, handed it to Xiao Xuan, and said, "Then take a look now."

Xiao Xuan was going crazy. He was sitting next to the table. How could he not know whether there was a book on the table before?
He was sure that there was nothing on the table except a cup of tea.

But Qing Huan just took a book from the table, and her movements were extremely natural... (End of this chapter)