The skinny body of a young man of about eleven or twelve years old stood firmly in front of his sister. His eyes were as dark and bright as his sister's, but unlike his sister's fear, they were full of stubbornness. Ye Ming looked at the young man and for some reason seemed to think of his past.
Ye Ming walked up to him and asked, "Why are you afraid?"
The young man slowly lowered his head, bent down, hid his discontented look, and whispered, "Two years ago, my parents accidentally bumped into two cultivators and died as a result. I..."
Ye Ming helped the man up with one hand, looked him in the eyes and said, "From today on, you don't need to bow down to anyone except your teacher!"
The young man was surprised by Ye Ming's words, not knowing what this noble man meant. Feng Yi, who was standing next to him, laughed and walked over to the young man and the little girl. He picked up the little girl and said with a smile, "Silly boy, hurry up and become my disciple. The one in front of you is the current number one master of Lu Ming Sect, one of the three major sects on our continent, and a peerless genius."
The young man didn't understand these titles, but he knew that he was willing to accept him as a disciple. As long as he embarked on the path of cultivation, he would have the opportunity to take revenge, and his sister's life would become more stable.
Without any hesitation, the young man knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times, and shouted, "Master!"
Ye Ming asked, "What's your name?"
The young man replied, "Nanchuan."
“Nice name.”
"My father was educated and could read. He gave me this name. Growing up by a river, I named it Chuan. My sister is named Nanxi, which means the same thing as me."
"Okay, get up. I have a gift for you." Ye Ming took out a sword. It didn't have any complicated patterns on it. It was just a very simple sword. This was Ye Ming's first sword when he was a child, and he has kept it until now.
The young man took the sword with both hands and held it in his hands. Even though he was very reserved, he couldn't help showing excitement on his face. The moment his brother knelt down, the little girl kicked her legs and it seemed that she also wanted to come down and kowtow to Ye Ming.
Feng Yi put the little girl on the ground with a smile, then said: "Xiaoxi, you should kowtow to me. We don't learn from that stinky Ye Ming, it's very hard."
The little girl was confused, but she really liked this older brother more. Without saying a word, she knelt on the ground and shouted, "Xiaoxi kowtows to big brother!"
"Hahahaha, okay, okay." Feng Yi picked up the little girl again, and then said to Nanchuan: "Once you embark on the path of cultivation, many things will be fleeting. In a hundred years, everyone you know here may have passed away. Go and say goodbye."
Nanchuan nodded in agreement and walked towards his home with Feng Yi. He even picked up the firewood on his back halfway and arrived at a well-maintained small courtyard. Nanchuan put the firewood down, took a look at the small courtyard, took a few treasured things, and then said to Ye Ming, "Master, I still need to say goodbye to Aunt Hu and her family."
Little boy, how can you support yourself and your little sister without someone’s help?
The group arrived at Aunt Hu's courtyard. When Aunt Hu saw Feng Yi and Ye Ming, two celestial beings, she didn't show any joy, but a look of fear. She was about to kneel down, but Ye Ming used his spiritual power to help her stand up. Then she said, "Thank you for taking care of my disciple."
When Aunt Hu saw Ye Ming was so polite, the fear on her face subsided a little. Nanchuan and Nanxi talked to Aunt Hu and handed over their small courtyard to Aunt Hu. It happened that Aunt Hu's eldest brother was getting married, and the courtyard was not big enough for him to live in, so it was just right for the eldest brother to live in. He must be very happy!
Aunt Hu looked up at Feng Yi and the others repeatedly, with a hint of respect in her eyes. This is a real immortal!
No one else in Aunt Hu's family was at home. After a few brief words, the two sides said goodbye. Feng Yi put a bag full of coins on the table in the house. It was a long time after Feng Yi and his friends left that Aunt Hu turned around and walked into the house. When she saw the bag of coins, she screamed in surprise!
At this time, Feng Yi, Ye Ming and the two children had already walked a long way. The four of them walked very slowly. Feng Yi had not taken a stroll like this for a long time, and it was quite interesting.
The four of them walked along Lingxi River. Feng Yi heard Nanxi's stomach growling and realized that the two children needed to eat. He quickly told Ye Ming to find prey while he prepared something to cook.
Nanchuan volunteered to collect firewood, and soon he brought back a lot of dry firewood and piled it together. Just as he was about to use the flint at his waist to light a fire, he saw Feng Yi point his finger and the firewood was lit. Nanchuan screamed in surprise, then looked at Feng Yi excitedly, finally looking like a young man again.
"How is it? It's fun, right? Do you want to become my disciple again?" Feng Yi laughed.
Suddenly, a skinned and cleaned hare fell from the sky. Feng Yi caught it with his spiritual energy and said exaggeratedly, "Ye Ming, why are you so stingy!"
"Think about how you're going to accept Nanxi as your disciple first. The sect's rule is that only those who have broken through to the Spirit Emperor level can be accepted as disciples. When can you break through?" Ye Ming asked.
"What? You haven't..." Feng Yi glanced at Ye Ming, who was about to lose control of his spiritual energy, curled his lips, and continued: "Tsk, then I have entered the sixth-grade alchemist, why can't I accept Nanxi as my apprentice?"
The bickering between the two did not last long. Feng Yi took out some spiritual rice. This kind of spiritual rice contained relatively little spiritual energy. Many rich people in the mortal world ate it to prolong their lives. As for why Feng Yi had it, it was naturally because it was delicious!
Feng Yi took out a black pot, drew water from the Lingxi River, and began to cook porridge. He roasted the rabbit on the fire, and then took out various spices and sprinkled them on it. The aroma slowly filled the air, and the two young boys were drooling with greed.
Feng Yi controlled the heat, and soon the porridge was ready and the rabbit was roasted. He took out four bowls and filled each person's bowl. The spiritual energy shook slightly, and the temperature of the porridge dropped immediately, making it just right for eating.
He first handed it to Nanchuan and Nanxi, but they just stared at him eagerly. Feng Yi asked, "Why aren't you eating? Why are you looking at me?"
Nanxi replied, "My brother said that adults should eat first and children should eat later."
Nanchuan replied, "My father said that the elders should eat first, and then the younger ones can eat."
Feng Yi was surprised at the sensibleness of the two children, and even more surprised that even though their parents had passed away, Nanchuan was still able to stick to his original intention and teach his sister well. With such a character, it seemed that Ye Ming had found a treasure.
Feng Yi put the porridge into his mouth first, and the two children looked at Ye Ming again. Ye Ming has never been fond of food, and originally just wanted to pretend, but seeing their expectant eyes, he still put the porridge into his mouth. The two children then began to eat it in big mouthfuls. This porridge was the most delicious food they had ever eaten in their lives!
It was getting dark, the moon was above the willows, Nanchuan and Nanxi had fallen into a deep sleep, Feng Yi and Ye Ming were sitting by the campfire, discussing the future of the two little guys, the stream was flowing quietly, sometimes forming a small whirlpool, as if it was also happy for the two young boys!
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