Chapter 599: Parents in the world

"Get up, put on your clothes!" Xia Wenxuan's voice calmed a little, from a cold anger to a little tired.
There are so many heroic men in the world who are invincible in the four seas, but they are very troubled for their children and grandchildren.
Seeing Xia Zhongxing shrunk his cloak, Xia Wenxuan sighed: "Actually, it's timid and brave. It's not a big problem. In Lao Tzu's eyes, the whole Wuhen Dao is a coward, and I haven't seen them collapse. I've been afraid, and escaped before the battle, but the Sect Master awakened with a scream before Xingyue. So it seems... the real is her own."
Xia Zhongxing grinned awkwardly, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh. My father was always cool, and he had never joked with him... After this anger came a self-deprecating joke, which made him feel very strange.
"But Lao Tzu doesn't understand. I can wake up after listening to other people's reasonable words, but how many same words have been told to you since childhood, why is it useless?" Xia Wenxuan sat down on the chair and snapped. The knife slapped on the table: "Who's family teaches people how to teach his son, I will go to apprentice."
Xia Zhongxing's face was red. Perhaps the difference between geniuses and ordinary people lies here. Xia Wenxuan knows and can do it, but Xia Zhongxing can't do it. This is the gap. Or maybe Xia Wenxuan's environment at the time was upstream, overcoming obstacles, and he was too smooth through the shadow of his father.
"Leng Qingshi entered the way?" Xia Wenxuan asked suddenly.
Xia Zhongxing sighed: "Listening to Xingyuezong's intelligence, Leng Qingshi has entered the Tao."
Xia Wenxuan frowned and felt pain.
There is nothing comparable to the succession elites of various families. People like Mu Jianli and Yulin are outstanding people who stand out from the internal competition of the sect. They have proved their aptitude, and Lin Wuya Wentian has taken a fancy to them. It is only natural that such a person is highly qualified and can practice quickly.
Only he and Leng Zhu are in a special situation, because they both have sons. As long as the son is not too wasteful, it is impossible to leave his son aside. Even if there are also people who choose the best from the sect to train together, most of them are more partial. Some own sons. Even the righteous people like Leng Zhu are like this, not to mention the underworld leader Xia Wenxuan.
Fortunately, Xia Zhongxing performed well in his early years, and he was still a rookie in the first gear of the younger generation. Xia Wenxuan had a lot of face. But the situation has changed in a few years... Even if it can't compare to Mu Jianli Yulin's high-quality students, but now the son of Leng Zhu who is in the same situation as himself can't compare.
Xia Wenxuan was so angry...I really wanted to kill someone.
"Ask Sword Sect Sword Tomb. Sharpening your liver and your sword will have the most miraculous effect. It is beneficial to your current situation." Xia Wenxuan pondered for a moment, then sighed, "I will ask Sword Sect once and give them some exchange so that you can join the sword. Tomb and his party, maybe useful..."
Xia Zhongxing whispered: "The relationship between my father and Wen Jianzong... why bother."
"Whether it succeeds or not, it's just an exchange anyway." Xia Wenxuan squinted at his son and asked, "Do you know what Xue Mu means to ask you for a junior sister?"
"I didn't think about it at first, but later I thought about it." Xia Zhongxing said, "He was testing my surrender possibility."
Xia Wenxuan slapped the hilt of the knife hard: "So, your father, the sword master, has run rampantly. You have hugged and looted since you were a child. How could such a grown-up bow his head to others? Did you mean to surrender to Junior Sister?"
Xia Zhongxing whispered: "It doesn't mean that you are willing to surrender, but you have to ask for others, and you have to be low."
Xia Wenxuan was silent. Just as he deliberately asked Jianzong, his posture would naturally be lowered. After thinking about it, he felt that his son's approach was nothing to say. Besides, if someone asks why Jianzong wants to give you face, even if you are really willing to let you go to Jianzhong, most of it will be Xue Mu's face. It depends on you as an ally of Xue Mu.
The son is inadequate, limited in aptitude, and not strong-minded... but he has the ambition and wants to be famous everywhere. In the eyes of my father, those shortcomings are really nothing, and they are not too bad things. On the contrary, this kind of spirit, dad will hope that he can achieve it.
Parents in the world.
But Xia Wenxuan can kill people, but he doesn't know how to help his son.
There is no solution to follow the traditional path. If you can't practice, you can't practice. If you ask questions, the gods can't help you. Speaking of grind at the sword tomb, it's just a matter of doing everything. Asking Jianzong so many who have been to the sword tomb, not all of them are Mu Jianli. Besides, going to the sword tomb is very dangerous, and you may not be able to return.
Of course it’s good to have other roads... Xue Mu’s kind of evildoer, even a girl playing the piano can become a fairy. For Xia Zhongxing’s foundation, he can be regarded as a strong master, I’m afraid there are a hundred ways to create a glorious one. future. It's better to find Xue Mu to sell the old face by yourself. In the future, I want to go to Jian Tomb. It is more useful for Xue Mu to show up than himself.
Thinking about this, Xia Wenxuan sighed and said in a low voice: "Xue Mu wanted to unify the six ways. It was at the most subtle time. He had a lot of interests, but he came across this kind of thing..."
Xia Zhongxing was ashamed: "If the father is embarrassed, the child will give up this idea."
"What about after giving up? Torturing my maidservant every night? Then I can't vent my depression and become decadent?" Xia Wenxuan said indifferently: "Don't worry about this, you will deal with Xue Mu for your father. Junior sister or something, don't think about it. That kind of mess, boring and embarrassing."
Xia Zhongxing explained in a low voice: "In fact, no matter whether Xue Mu has the possibility of going further in the future, it's okay to insert one of our spokespersons by his side first, the shadow wing servant has already walked ahead."
Xia Wenxuan looked at his son strangely for a while, and suddenly said: "How do I feel that you haven't learned anything here, your thinking is still rampant?"
Xia Zhongxing was awkward and silent.
"No matter what Shadow Wing's trash thinks, I Xia Wenxuan refuses to do it." Xia Wenxuan put down these words, his figure flashed, and he disappeared.
...
"My son, Sect Master Xia is here."
Early the next morning, Xue Mu was writing a book with his little apprentice again, and he heard Xia Wenxuan coming.
"It's true to my parents. Ask him to use tea in the hall, and I'll go over." Xue Mu put down his pen and said solemnly: "Go and inform the lord, Xia Wenxuan is here."
This is the respect that Xia Wenxuan's name brings. His visit is not only for Xue Mu to be received in the hall, but Xue Qingqiu should be present to show dignity. This is not something that can be done by any marketing hype, based on his real hard power, including personal cultivation and influence, as well as the personality of the person himself.
Xiao Qingwu ran along her hair from the side, pouting inwardly. Some people call themselves mentors and still can't see through this. Regardless of any name, in anyone's mind, the person in this town is always Xue Qingqiu, not the little girl who can make people with square hairstyles.
Xue Mu hurried to the main hall and saw Xia Wenxuan standing proudly in the middle with his hands on his back, looking up at the hall on the wall.
It was a picture of mountains and rivers, the sun, the moon and the stars, the vast clouds and mist, the green mountains looming, the water flowing, the dragons and tigers rampant.
The title is "The Universe Map".
Xue Mu paced to him slowly, and said with a smile: "This is the painting by a painter called Lin Fan recruited by this sect. If Sect Master Xia likes it, please roll it up and take it home."
Xia Wenxuan turned his head and looked at him, with sharp eyes and seriousness: "Is this sending me the universe?"
Xue Mu smiled: "The universe is here, and the world shares it. The place that runs rampant at the feet of Sect Master Xia is the universe. Is it a painting?"
Xia Wenxuan laughed: "Son of the true heaven."