Chapter 504 Huo Lingchuan Advances
At first, Ao Jiu didn't want to pay attention to Huo Lingchuan.
I am just a mortal, not even in the innate realm. I should just practice directly. What is there to ask?
He looked at Huo Lingchuan and said, "Your cultivation is too low, there is nothing to teach you."
Huo Lingchuan was not discouraged and still insisted on coming to ask for advice every day.
Gradually, Ao Jiu became impatient with him and started to give him some pointers.
"Practicing martial arts requires gradual progress, and you can't be impatient."
He said calmly, "Your foundation is still shallow now. If you force a breakthrough, it will only hurt your meridians."
Huo Lingchuan listened carefully and kept every word in mind.
Under his guidance, Huo Lingchuan's cultivation speed improved by leaps and bounds, and in just a few days, he reached the innate realm!
Twenty-seven years old in the congenital stage!
This achievement is not only extremely rare in the entire ancient martial arts world, but also a top-notch qualification.
This is because Huo Lingchuan started practicing late. If he had been like the children of ancient martial arts families, who had started to hone their bodies and practice martial arts since childhood, his achievements would have been much more than this.
When Huo Yuheng learned about this, he was so excited that he almost dropped his teacup: "Old Five, have you reached the Xiantian realm now?!"
Huo Lingchuan nodded: "Yes, father."
Huo Yuheng was so excited that he slapped his thigh repeatedly: "Amazing! You are worthy of being my, Huo Yuheng's, offspring!"
Mrs. Huo couldn't help rolling her eyes.
No matter how powerful you, Huo Yuheng, are, you have never learned martial arts.
But she was more concerned about another question: "Lingchuan, how is your relationship with Mr. Ao?"
Huo Lingchuan: "He is my savior. I regard him as my master. Mom, is there something wrong?"
He glanced at Mrs. Huo suspiciously, feeling that there was something behind his mother's question.
Sure enough, the next moment, Mrs. Huo smiled and said, "I see. We are going to hold a small banquet tomorrow. Please invite Mr. Ao to attend. And ask your sister not to be absent."
Huo Lingchuan: “…”
It turns out that Ao Jiu is the protagonist, and his beloved sister is just a by-product?
"Okay, I'll go inform them."
Huo Lingchuan wiped his face and strode out of the living room.
backyard.
Huo Qinghuang let out a breath of foul air.
After several days of practice, all the remaining energy in her body had been refined, and she was standing firmly in the realm of the celestial immortal.
However, she did not feel the call from above.
After several studies, she finally came to a conclusion.
Ever since the dragon vein was cut off, this world has no chance of ascending to the upper realm.
This result is even more despairing than the ancient Emperor Zhuanxu's severing of the connection between heaven and earth.
After all, even if the connection between heaven and earth is cut off, it only prevents people from freely traveling between the immortal and mortal worlds, rather than completely cutting off the path to ascend to the upper realms.
But after the dragon vein was cut off, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth gradually disappeared, the laws changed, and the cultivators completely lost the chance to ascend to the upper realm.
If she wants to ascend to the upper realm, she must break through the void and open up the passage between the immortal and mortal worlds on her own.
Not to mention whether it is difficult or not, her soul has not yet fully recovered, so why should she be in a hurry to ascend to the upper realm?
Besides, seeing that Tiandao was about to transform successfully, why should she waste her energy just waiting to pick up the ready-made one?
Moreover, only part of her true phoenix body had transformed, and she was now half human, half phoenix. How could she have the face to go back and see her ancestors?
Thinking of this, Huo Qinghuang suppressed his impetuous thoughts and prepared to continue practicing.
Just then, the courtyard door creaked open and Huo Lingchuan strode in.
"Well, Mom said that while you are at home, we are going to hold a small banquet tomorrow, and asked me to ask what kind of food Mr. Ao likes to eat?"
He started yelling from a distance.
"Don't bother."
Huo Qinghuang opened his eyes, "Ao Jiu doesn't eat ordinary food."
"Who said I don't eat?"
Ao Jiu suddenly picked up another piece of mung bean cake as if to compete with him, "Tomorrow I want to eat fish, preferably Yellow River carp."
Huo Lingchuan's eyes lit up: "Okay, okay! I'll go tell the kitchen right away!"
After saying that, he ran away, as if he was afraid that Ao Jiu would go back on his word.
But when he reached the gate, he turned back and shouted, "We have specially invited a chef for tomorrow, Qing Huang, don't forget it."
It was all Ms. Zhang’s fault. She almost made him forget to give instructions.
Huo Qinghuang looked at his receding back helplessly: "Did you do this on purpose?"
Ao Jiu wiped his fingers elegantly: "Your mother's hospitality is hard to refuse. Besides, it's a different kind of experience to eat ordinary food once in a while."
Of course, what he didn't say was that as long as Huo Lingchuan could be sent away, it wouldn't matter if he had two more meals of ordinary food.
"what ever."
Huo Qinghuang closed her eyes again, "But don't blame me for not reminding you. My mother has been asking about you recently."
Ao Jiu paused: "What do you mean?"
Huo Qinghuang's eyelids twitched slightly: "How should I know?"
......
The next day at noon, at the Huo Family Restaurant.
The restaurant was filled with fragrant aromas and the tables were filled with all kinds of delicious food.
Sweet and sour carp, steamed mandarin fish, braised sea bass, braised shad...
There were five or six kinds of fish alone, accounting for almost half of the entire table.
Mrs. Huo smiled as she picked up some food for Ao Jiu and introduced it enthusiastically: "These are all made by the chef we specially invited. We heard that you like fish, so we prepared a few more dishes."
Ao Yuheng coughed lightly beside him, and said helplessly: "I can pick it up myself."
However, Ao Jiu did not show any displeasure. Instead, he smiled slightly, picked up the chopsticks, gently picked up a piece of sweet and sour carp and put it in the bowl.
"Thank you, Mrs. Huo."
Ao Jiu nodded in thanks, his movements elegant and with a hint of innate nobility.
He was still wearing a golden robe, a golden crown on his head, and had a handsome face, which made him look even more noble and extraordinary.
Mrs. Huo laughed even more happily when she heard this, and wrinkles appeared at the corners of her eyes: "Then you should eat more!"
Huo Lingchuan, who was standing by, watched this scene and couldn't help but wipe his face.
What does my mother want to do?
Why does it feel like you're recruiting a son-in-law?
Huo Jiayue sat next to Huo Qinghuang and winked at her mischievously.
"Sister, you have to be prepared. Mom will definitely get to the bottom of this."
Huo Qinghuang leaned lazily on the back of the chair, with only a cup of tea in front of her.
She watched the scene with a half-smile, occasionally taking a sip of tea, and completely ignoring the frequent glances from her family members.
She had long seen through Mrs. Huo's thoughts.
Ever since Ao Jiu moved into the house, Mrs. Huo would find excuses from time to time to inquire about him.
But Ao Jiu always sat in the backyard without moving and never wandered around the front yard.
But the more this happened, the more Mrs. Huo felt that this "Mr. Ao" was mysterious and well-educated, and she admired him even more.
Now they specially arranged this family dinner and asked the kitchen to cook so much fish...
Huo Qinghuang rolled her eyes in her heart: Ms. Zhang, did you misunderstand something?
"What does Mr. Ao do for a living?"
Mrs. Huo started checking the household registration.
"mom!"
Huo Lingchuan interrupted quickly, "Mr. Ao is, he is an antique appraisal expert! He is a very good one!"
"oh?"
Huo Yuheng became interested. "Do you have any research on porcelain? I have a blue and white porcelain vase in my study, but I'm not sure about its age..."
Ao Jiu calmly put down his chopsticks and said, "It was made during the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty, from the Jingdezhen Imperial Kiln. There should be a seal script inscription of 'Made in the Yongle Period' on the bottom."
Huo Yuheng widened his eyes in shock: "How do you know?"
This guy knew the bottle was an antique without even looking at it?
He is worthy of being someone that even Director Long is extremely afraid of.
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