Li Ji returned to Cixi Town, where he had been away for a long time.

This is not his only choice. It is thinner than the inspiration, and there are even lower ones, such as Shuangfeng Island, but the inspiration in that place was suppressed by Yuanci Mountain, which is abnormally thin. From the perspective of the great road, it is not a place to nourish one's body.

There are many places with few inspirations like Cixi, but people are always nostalgic. His first feeling is Cixi, where his dream begins, so he obeys his own feelings.

Li Ji did not choose a city because he knew very well that any city in the Northern Region was actually secretly controlled by cultivators. He was this one he was guarding against and did not want children to get in touch with these things without their own independent thoughts.

Of course, it is impossible to stay in Cixi all your life and never contact Cultivation for the rest of your life. When An Mei grows up and has his own thoughts, he will take her around the world and tell her everything...

Cixi is south of Tianling, more than 20,000 miles away from Xuanyuan. For Li Ji now, it only takes less than half a cup of tea, which can't delay anything.

The couple rented a street-facing house in Cixi Town. It was of moderate size. There was no need to be luxurious and ostentatious like a rich man in the countryside, and there was no need to be too worried about himself. There was no servant or maid. The two tacitly chose to do it themselves, on the one hand for the children and on the other hand for themselves.

Whether it is Li Ji or An Ran, they all need a peaceful life to settle themselves and eliminate the irritability accumulated during the long process of practicing Taoism; in their future, one will work hard on the Nascent Soul, and the other will challenge the True Lord, and the other will achieve the same destination.

What An Ran wants to get rid of is her overly comfortable and luxurious past, she needs to go from luxury to simple; what Li Ji wants to settle is his long-term spiritual shortage caused by killing. He needs to understand the heart of heaven and conquer people with virtue!

In order not to appear too abrupt and to be completely integrated into this mortal world, Li Ji transformed the front house on the street into a small bookstore. In addition to the Cultivation Books, there are all kinds of other types. He didn't need to deliberately pursue it. He only moved out a few collections from the rings, which was enough for the bookstore.

An Ran laughed and said that he should be a teacher in Mongolia by the way, but he flatly rejected it. He likes children, but it does not mean that he can tolerate talking to a group of school children all day long. Teaching is a great cause and not everyone can do it, at least he can't do it.

Neighbors all know that a couple moved here. They are not old. The man is as ordinary as a passerby, while the woman is so gorgeous, like a fairy descending to earth. The two have a child and are still in their infancy. But for some reason, they run to such a remote place to support their elderly care at such a young age.

Should I avoid disaster? Should I escape? Or elope? Everyone has their own speculations, but no one can know the root cause.

Every morning at the end of the morning, Li Ji would take off his door panel and the bookstore opened. Because of his limited connections and no one knows each other, his bookstore is expensive, so there are few customers. Li Ji would wear the most rustic local jacket and carry a stool to sit at the door of the bookstore, watching people coming and going, and the sky is white clouds.

He deliberately made the book censorship expensive. Of course, he did not lack this little money. He just didn't want this place to become a cheap vegetable market. In his opinion, with the quality of these book censorships, those who are really good at reading will always come. If you really like it, it doesn't matter if you give it away for free, but you must give it your true feelings.

The law cannot be passed on lightly, and the same is true for knowledge!

Although the scenery in Cixi is still the same and closed, compared with the past, the old man is not there and is full of strangers.

Four hundred years have passed, and only by truly coming to this world can we truly understand what the ruthless years are and the face is easy to grow old!

Although I often hear and see some separations that are difficult to let go, it is only a part of them. Among the monks who Li Ji has most contact with, they are now mainly above the Nascent Soul, so the feeling is not real.

Now, in Cixi, he is completely a stranger. He left no trace here four hundred years ago, even though his way of leaving was so impulsive and unique.

Qiangfu, Guan Lao, has changed countless times. Who still remembers the Xu and Xiao two? The family of the great Wang Daguanren has long been defeated. The descendants of the current descendants may be the one who is squatting on the corner of the street begging?

Li Ji once knew each other, let alone inheritance, and there are many families with no surnames!

The same is true for the Twin Cities!

His original origin, the Li family, had moved to the imperial city two hundred years ago to develop. Until now, there is no news and no good or bad news! It has nothing to do with him. He is a time traveler, and his home will never be returned.

Even the only heavy method that is possible to persevere has passed away, and all monks are like this, let alone anything else?

Things change!

Every ten days, he would go back to Xuanyuan to handle the matters remaining in the Thunder Hall. He raised a baby in Cixi, and it was not a secret among the senior officials of Xuanyuan. No one really took it seriously. The monk was unique and Li Ji's behavior was far from being outstanding. He could also take his own son to beg for the world!

As for safety, is there anyone in the Qingkong world who can really threaten him?

"Li Ji, you can hold your baby for a while. I have to wash clothes and prepare food. I can't even get busy. But you are so idle like the master. If your business is not done well, you can't sell a few books, but you've raised these lazy tendons!"

An Ran yelled in the house.

Li Ji laughed and hugged Xiao Anmei, who was under one year old, basking in the sun on the stool outside the bookstore. The so-called physical work in the mortal world is not a problem for monks! An Ran had just not fully adapted for a while. She had been a eldest lady for her whole life, but now she had to do something about a maid. It is normal to be busy and get used to it.

This is also a kind of practice.

Li Ji supported the ground with his feet, and his legs were on the ground with his legs, swaying and making a trolley horse-shaped look, humming untuned children's songs in his mouth, feeling contented, Xiao Anmei also enjoyed such comfort, sleeping soundly in the gentle sunshine, until a passerby neighbor could not see it, and shouted:

"Li Sanlang! The child has urinated. Where are you still shaking your head! I don't know how you are a father!"

Li Ji was not surprised either. Isn’t it normal for a baby to pee? He just turned around and shouted in the room:

"I'm in the room, change a diaper and help me get a robe. This one on my body has been dyed with a lot of bubbles!"

The aunt looked full of contempt. She didn't avoid talking. She was so loud that she could hear it all over the street.

"This Li family is also a miserable person, and a fairy-like figure, why did a flower be put on cow dung?"

Li Ji was not willing to suffer a loss? He immediately replied:

"Aunt Hua, you can't underestimate me. Thinking about the fact that I, Li San, was also a famous figure all over the world, why did I become cow dung?"
Chapter completed!