In the view of green plums, Mo He sat cross-legged under a green plum tree with his eyes closed, meditating and running the aura in his body.

It’s been three months since the New Year’s Eve, and since last month, Dao Mei has arranged a new course for Mohe, which is to let Mohe meditate under the green plum tree every day when he is free. .

The purpose of this is to hope that Mo He can use this to comprehend a little clever Dao rhyme so that he can enter the realm of entering Dao as soon as possible.

Originally this homework, Dao Mei thought that Mo He would need another year, but he did not expect that after Mo He cultivated his own aura, the progress of his cultivation would have progressed by leaps and bounds, and the strength of the aura in his body had reached the middle stage of the aura. , I am afraid that within one year, he will be able to enter the late stage of the realm of aura and touch the level of entry.

The progress of Mo He's cultivation base is shown in this way, to a large extent, thanks to the innate immortal aura in his sea of ​​knowledge. As the core of the innate spiritual treasure, even if Mo He can't play its role now, this innate immortal aura , Still brought great help to Mohe.

At present, it is mainly reflected in two aspects. The first is to improve Mo He's comprehension and learning ability, so that he can learn new knowledge quickly, and he can quickly grasp and grasp the new knowledge he has learned.

The second is the help during cultivation, which can give Mohe a certain cultivation acceleration effect, especially when it is by the river, this effect is especially obvious.

It is with the help of this innate immortal light that Mo He has achieved this kind of cultivation results now, has entered the middle stage of the aura, while meditating and practicing, he began to seek to comprehend the spiritual rhyme so that he can early in the future. Enter the Tao and learn real spells.

In the third month after the New Year’s Pass, the weather has gradually warmed up. On this day, Chief Qingmei was invited to leave by a large family in Zi'an County, but Chief Qingmei did not bring Mohe with him this time, and he was about to leave. Before, he told the ink lotus.

"Apprentice, I have to go to Zi'an County as a teacher for some time, about ten days before returning. You have been practicing as a teacher. It has been almost a year now. It’s time to go home and have a look. I went together for the teacher. I will take you home for the teacher and stay for a few days. When I finish my work, I will pick you up!"

Hearing what Daochang Qingmei said, Mo He remembered his parents in this life. It has been almost a year since he entered Qingmei View. He has not seen his parents in this life. He also feels a little missed in his heart and wants to find opportunities. Going back and taking a look, since Dao Mei had proposed it first, Mo He naturally nodded in agreement.

I am going to go home to see my parents. Naturally, I can’t go empty-handed. As Mo He’s master, Mr. Qingmei also prepared some gifts for Mohe. When I went home to see his parents’ gifts, they were all going up the mountain to ask Mr. Qingmei for work. The things sent by the people from Dao Mei were of no use to Dao Mei, and they happened to be brought back by Mo He.

With the help of Mr. Qingmei, Mohe quickly returned to the underground Hegou village where he was born in this world.

I haven't returned for almost a year, but everything I saw doesn't seem to have changed, it's still the same as when I left.

When they walked into the yard together with Dao Chief Qingmei, the woman sitting in the yard seemed to feel a little bit. She turned her head and saw the two Mohe entering the yard.

"Mother!" Mo He called out, with a bright smile on his face.

"My son, you want to die as a mother!" Hearing the cry that made me miss for a year, the woman, that is, Mo He's mother, immediately rushed over and took Mo He into her arms.

Being embraced by his mother, Mo He felt a little embarrassed. After all, he was still an adult in his heart, but he was also touched. The worries of a mother who traveled a thousand miles with children, this heavy family relationship, is also a one that can never be given up. Love.

"Apprentice, you are filial to your parents at home,

"This kid has been on the mountain for almost a year, and he missed his family a little. It just so happens that I was going to the county town to do things recently, so I asked this kid to come back and have a look, and let your husband and wife rest assured that this kid has lived with me. Not bad."

After speaking, Chief Qingmei ignored Mohe's mother's repeated retention and turned around and left Xiahegou Village.

After Dao Master Qingmei left, Mo He's mother took her son to look around, while wiping tears.

"It's been a long time. My son has grown taller and thinner. It must have been a bitter life in the mountains. Mother will cook for you!"

There is a kind of thinness called my mother who thinks you are thin. Mo He was touched by this, and a little helpless. When it was getting late, Mo Dashan farmer came back busy, and he was naturally very happy to see the son who returned.

After some inquiries, I learned that my son was sent back by Dao Mei and stayed at home for a few days, and then he was going to be taken away by Dao Mei. Although he was a little bit sad, he was relieved at the same time.

In this world, worshipping others as a disciple is most afraid of being thrown back by the master. This means that the person is unbearable and the master is reluctant to teach anymore, and speaking out will affect your reputation.

The first time he saw Mo He at home, Mo Dashan was a little afraid that Mo He would be driven back by the master, and now he was finally relieved.

Mo He looked at his parents. They were almost gone for a year. There was not much change, but the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes were slightly more obvious than before, especially his mother.

When he had dinner in the evening, Mo Dashan saw a lot of things that Mo He had brought back, and he was even more grateful to Dao Mei.

After almost a year, Mo Dashan also understood that Mo He was able to worship Dao Master Qingmei as a teacher. This is already a great blessing. It is very likely that in the future, he will be free from the pain of farming and become a scholar or learn. One skill must be better than he is now.

I haven't sent anything to Chief Qingmei to thank him. Instead, Chief Qingmei sent something, which made Mo Dashan feel a little sad.

While the family was eating, Mo He’s parents talked about their own things on Mochizuki Mountain, and also some interesting stories about themselves going out with Dao Mei, so that their parents could understand that they had a good year out.

When the sun rose the next day, Mo He got up early and started his morning class of the day. Even if he returned home, he still couldn’t slacken these necessary trainings. He didn’t need the advice of Dao Mei, as an adult. , This belongs to the self-control.

The same morning Mo Dashan saw Mohe practicing in the courtyard, and suddenly felt very strange. After stopping and watching for a while, he didn't see anything famous. Finally, he shook his head and went out carrying a hoe.

As a village in Xiahegou Village, there was a little bit of news that everyone in the whole village knew soon, including the news of Mohe's return this time.

At this moment, a lot of people came to visit. A small village like Xiahegou Village is a rare occurrence. The last time it happened was only when Mo He was taken away by Dao Qingmei. .

After seeing the coming back of Mo He, these folks from the village who came to visit each other curiously asked him what they had learned from the master.

It belongs to the folks in the village. Of course, Mo He remained polite enough. He didn't say that he was practicing with the master. He said that he was mainly learning to read and read this year, which made many people envied.

"The kid Mo He is really good. He has already learned to read and read from his master, and he will definitely learn great skills in the future."

"Who said no, I originally saw this kid smart, you see, after learning to read and read, this kid looks more, how to say, like a scholar, he is a gentleman!"

Seeing these villagers who came to visit and talk in front of his own face, Mo He couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, and then looked at his mother. Now there was an unstoppable smile on his face. Surrounded in the middle, there is a complacency that cannot be concealed in the expression.

Mo He’s mother felt that she had never been so happy before. Her son was praised by others, and she was even more happy than others praised herself. Although she kept saying to the surrounding folks, "This kid has just learned his skills, and it’s not good enough. Far away", but my heart has already blossomed.

After finally waiting for lunch at noon and sending away a bunch of folks from the village, Mo He felt his face almost stiff with laughter.

Before he came back, there was a faint worry in his heart. When he returned to the village, he would be rejected by everyone. Even with his parents, he would receive strange eyes in the village in the future.After all, people will always reject things that are different from themselves, especially things that they cannot understand and feel dangerous.

But I didn't expect that when I returned to the village, it would be such a scene. The folks in the village were just curious and treated themselves more enthusiastically than before. This made Mo He breathed a sigh of relief.

If things develop like I thought before, I will feel uneasy. After all, as a child in this life, I can’t let my parents in this life enjoy the family happiness of other parents. They are rejected, so I owe them even more.

Fortunately, things are now moving in a good direction, and there is no such thing as what I was worried about.

In this atmosphere, Mohe stayed in the village for a few days, and the freshness of the folks in the village at the beginning has passed. No one will harass Mohe every day, but let Mohe be quiet. I spent a few days with my parents at home.