Under the cover of spiritual consciousness, after the mother stopped breathing, her man who looked like she was the eldest brother and an old princess and a group of descendants and girls knelt down and cried bitterly.

Li Wenjun's intuition turned black. He set out from Qiandaopo and ran tens of thousands of miles, hoping to come back to see his parents for the last time. Unexpectedly, this ending would be like this. He had great hatred in his heart, but for a moment he didn't know who to vent his feelings.

Suddenly, he thought of someone, someone he put to his parents and secretly protecting them, was Wu Xuemei.

Li Wenjun pinched his fingers and wanted to impose the imprisonment on Wu Xuemei. Unexpectedly, his spiritual sense discovered that Wu Xuemei had walked out of the darkness and flew towards the direction he was.

Li Wenjun's heart moved and stopped activating the ban. His face was as deep as water, and he sent a cold voice to Wu Xuemei. "I'm here, come and see me quickly."

Wu Xuemei appeared in his vision after not having enough skills. After not seeing each other for twenty or thirty years, Wu Xuemei's appearance has not changed much. If you have to say anything, it is the vicissitudes that have been tempered by the years.

Wu Xuemei flew straight to Li Wenjun, worshiped her with great gifts, and bowed her head and said, "I, Wu Xuemei, pays homage to the young master."

Li Wenjun did not let Wu Xuemei get up. He snorted and said, "Hello, you are very good. You are taking care of my parents for me? Two years ago, my father passed away, why did I not receive any news? This time, my mother was seriously ill. Why did I still not receive any news? Do you think I could see the moment my mother passed away with my own eyes, but I failed to appear in front of her sickbed, which made you very happy? I felt very happy?"

Wu Xuemei raised her head and faced Li Wenjun with a pretty face. She said, "Young Master, when the master was seriously ill, I sent you more than once to send the paper crane, but every time I sent it, there was no news. This time, the old lady was seriously ill, and I also sent you more than once to send the paper crane, ten days ago. I sent it once."

"You fart. If you send it, why can't I receive it?" Li Wenjun scolded angrily.

Wu Xuemei said without changing her face: "Young Master, I am your fairy slave. You have been imprisoned on me. You should feel it. I did not lie."

Li Wenjun made Wu Xuemei feel stunned. He suddenly realized that Wu Xuemei should have really not lie, and she would not be able to blame Wu Xuemei if she had to blame her.

More than a month ago, he had just finished a twenty-year retreat and submission. It was normal to isolate all contacts from the outside world, and it was normal to not receive information from outside. What's more, the transmission of paper crane is not omnipotent, and it has its limits in its flight distance. Ten days ago, he was still in Qiandaopo, and Wu Xuemei would not have the kind of transmission of paper crane that could fly tens of thousands of miles away to convey messages.

Li Wenjun took a deep breath and suppressed the anger that was about to burst out. He waved his hand and said, "You get up first."

"Young Master Xie." Wu Xuemei immediately breathed a sigh of relief. She quickly kowtowed to Li Wenjun and then got up from the ground.

Li Wenjun then looked at Wu Xuemei carefully. His spiritual sense swept Wu Xuemei and he knew her current state clearly.

It surprised him that Wu Xuemei had actually reached the Great Perfection of Qi Practice Stage, and was only one step away from being able to advance to the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Unexpectedly, Wu Xuemei's cultivation qualifications were so good. You must know that he picked up Wu Xuemei as an immortal slave and sent Wu Xuemei to secretly protect his parents. Before he was separated, he gave Wu Xuemei a lot of cultivation resources, but these cultivation resources were not enough to support Wu Xuemei's cultivation to the Great Perfect Realm of Qi Practice.

What's more, the immortal cultivation world of the Great Song Dynasty has always been a place that is not suitable for immortal cultivation people to stay. The immortal cultivation people here basically leave the immortal cultivation world of the Great Song Dynasty without hesitation and go to the Qingmeng Mountain Immortal cultivation world to find another way out.

Under such conditions, without delaying secretly protecting Li Wenjun's parents, he can also practice to the Great Perfection of Qi Practice. This shows that Wu Xuemei's cultivation qualifications are good.

Li Wenjun waved his hand and played a few spiritual techniques, removing all the imprisons buried in Wu Xuemei's body, and then said, "I keep my word, you have done what you should do. I will follow the previous promise, remove your imprisons and give you freedom. From now on, I am not your young master, and you are no longer my slave. The vast sky is vast, and you can travel, and wherever you are willing to go is your business, and it has nothing to do with me anymore."

Although Wu Xuemei has good qualifications, Li Wenjun has no intention of forcing her to keep her. In terms of qualifications, no matter how good Wu Xuemei is, it is probably difficult to catch up with Tuoba Qing. In terms of appearance, Wu Xuemei is slightly inferior to Tuoba Qing. He can even ignore Tuoba Qing for twenty or thirty years, so how could he keep Wu Xuemei?

After practicing for so many years, Li Wenjun has already understood a truth: In the world of immortal cultivation, it is not that good qualifications represent everything. There are so many immortal cultivators with excellent qualifications but who die halfway through.

Li Wenjun returned her freely so easily, which was a bit beyond her expectations, and Wu Xuemei was stunned.

Li Wenjun was too lazy to pay attention to Wu Xuemei anymore. He turned around and was about to fly towards the Marquis' Mansion in Sanshan County. Wu Xuemei suddenly woke up and hurriedly said, "Young Master, please wait a moment."

Li Wenjun stopped, he turned his head to look at Wu Xuemei and asked, "What else is there?"

Wu Xuemei knelt down again and said, "Young Master, my parents have died long ago. My younger brother found him a few years ago and asked him to follow me to practice. One time, I was so obsessed with the devil and died. I have no relative in the world. The world is so big that I have no place for me, Wu Xuemei. If the young master doesn't dislike me, I am willing to continue to be your slave. As long as you don't drive me away and let me stay by your side, I will do whatever you want me to do."

Wu Xuemei's tone was very sincere. She was not a masochist. The decision she made was actually a result of careful consideration. Since she embarked on the path of cultivation, she began to slowly realize the cruelty and tragic nature of the world of cultivation, and deeply understood that if she wanted to achieve something in the world of cultivation, a strong reliance was indispensable.

Although Wu Xuemei knew many immortal cultivators, these immortal cultivators were basically from the Great Song Dynasty’s immortal cultivator world, and their achievements were very limited. Many of them were not as good as her, so naturally they could not rely on her. The only one powerful immortal cultivator she knew was Li Wenjun.

Just now, when Li Wenjun used his spiritual sense to scan the Marquis' Mansion, she felt the power and boundlessness of his spiritual sense. At that moment, she seemed to have transformed into a lonely boat, struggling in the waves in the storm, trying to get rid of the fate that would be overturned at any time.

She could not be sure of what level Li Wenjun has cultivated to, but she must be stronger than when the two separated last time, and she was much stronger than her. This further strengthened her determination to continue to follow Li Wenjun. As for paying some price for this, she would not refuse even if she warmed the bed for Li Wenjun every day.

Li Wenjun frowned, staring at Wu Xuemei for a long time, then slowly said: "Is this your truth? You have to think clearly. Once this decision is made, your relationship is established, and it is impossible to regret it in the future. This time, it is not like last time. Last time, I forced you to take you as a slave, and I need you, so afterwards, I can give you freedom. But this time the situation is very different from last time."

Wu Xuemei nodded and said, "Young Master, I think it very clearly. I am willing to be a slave for you for the rest of my life."

Li Wenjun nodded and said, "Okay, since you have such a firm attitude, I will accept you. From now on, you will be my maid."

Wu Xuemei said happily: "Thank you for your accomplishment."

Li Wenjun waved his hand and asked Wu Xuemei to stand up, then turned around and flew towards the Hou Mansion.

Wu Xuemei hurriedly followed, and she looked at the back that was flying in front of her, which had almost no change from her impression, and her heart was mixed. I remembered that when the two first met, she was a daughter-in-law, and he was just a poor boy who escaped from the desert. Now, both of them have become immortal cultivators. He is high above, but she wants to look up at him, and her status has completely changed.

Li Wenjun flew outside the Hou Mansion, and the people in the Hou Mansion had already started to set up the entire Hou Mansion with white cloth. Li Wenjun and Wu Xuemei hid in the darkness, and Li Wenjun looked silently at his mother who had passed away on the bed, with red eyes.

"Young Master, why don't we go in?" Wu Xuemei also felt sad when she looked at Li Wenjun's appearance.

Li Wenjun shook his head. He came back this time just to see his parents. Now that his parents are still alive, he may also meet his elder brother, sister and others. However, if his parents die and he will appear again, it will be meaningless. He does not want to be trapped in secular affairs and waste time.

Then again, when he left the Song Dynasty last time, he made arrangements for his elder brother, sister and others. Now his elder brother is a marquis and his wife is still a princess of the current dynasty. He cannot escape the glory and wealth of several lifetimes. He can no longer give them more worldly power and wealth.

For several days, Li Wenjun hid in the marquis's mansion. He stayed until his mother was buried, and sat down next to his parents' tomb for three days. During these three days, he kept facing the tombstone without saying a word.

On the fourth day, Li Wenjun knelt in front of his parents' grave, kowtowed a few times, and then took Wu Xuemei away. On this trip, Li Wenjun's last concern in the secular world was completely cut off. From now on, there will be no concern for him in the secular world.
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