C132 The Hero Is from Our Home

The two of them left the garden and returned to Chen Ziming's home. After that, Mingsi also observed the awakening of the spirit. Chen Ziming's talent should be similar to Mingsi's. Both of them should have the same awakening of the spirit. What was even more rare was that Ziming's second awakening was Time.

Very few people cultivated the Time Law. First of all, there were very few people who could awaken their spirits. Secondly, the difficulty of cultivating the Time Law was extremely high. It required some luck and some ability to comprehend it.

Mingsi had once experienced the Time Law in the Heavenly Tower. Therefore, when he saw Ziming's Qi Ling and the Time Attribute, he was extremely excited. At the same time, he was also a little worried. He didn't know if Ziming would be able to cultivate it well.

Another day passed, and Mingsi decided to leave.

In the center of Chang'an City, in the teleportation square, in front of a small spatial gate, Mingsi looked at Chen Ziming and asked, "Are you really not going?"

"It's not that I don't want to go, it's because my parents are worried about me. " Chen Ziming felt a little helpless.

Mingsi patted his shoulder and smiled. "Ziming, your parents might think that you are still the same as before. It's time to try and change their views on you. "

"I will. " Ziming nodded. "How long do you plan to stay in your hometown?"

"School will start in a month. I will be back at that time. " Mingsi said.

Mingsi did not say anything else. He summoned a small spiritual ferry and turned around to step into the Space Gate.

"Have a safe journey. We'll meet in a month's time. " Ziming waved at Mingsi from afar.

"Cultivate well. We'll have another fight when we get back. " Mingsi's figure disappeared, and a faint voice could be heard.

There were more than ten counties in the entire Hai Province. There were three big counties, and Donggang County, where Chang'an City was located, was one of them. The Chang'an City, which was known as the second largest city in the Hailiang Plain, naturally had a perfect teleportation system.

However, it was impossible for Mingsi to return to his hometown, the Chivalrous Spirit Village, through the teleportation formation. There were names everywhere. No one in the Chivalrous Spirit Village was extravagant enough to set up the teleportation formation. In a small village.

Half a day later, Mingsi appeared in the County of White Horse. This was a small county in the western part of the Haimang Plain. In terms of size, it was a quarter of Donggang County. There was no famous city border in the county, and it was located in a remote location. However, as it was located along the coast of the Huaxia Continent, there were many Saint Knight troops in the White Horse County.

Of course, the army was only responsible for guarding the border. Most of the areas in the county were still peaceful. Mingsi's hometown was a small village in the north of the county called Heroic Spirit.

In one county, the biggest city, followed by the smaller village. The reason why it was classified as a village was because of the mountains and rivers in the village. It was unlike a city, where most of it was a manor.

"The taste of the mountains and rivers is still the best!" After Mingsi came out of the teleportation formation, he rushed in the direction of Heroic Spirit Village without stopping. Outside the city was a small road that led to the suburbs. After passing through a few small forests, he arrived at the location of Heroic Spirit Village.

At this moment, Mingsi was standing on a small hill, looking at the beautiful natural scenery in front of him. His heart was filled with joy.

"Chivalrous Spirit, I'm coming!"

Mingsi unleashed his spiritual energy, and after casting the Light Spirit Arts, he turned into a gust of wind and rushed forward. There were many people on the way, but when they saw Mingsi like this, they couldn't help but click their tongues, "Is this guy running for his life. . . "

"A strange fellow. "

However, Mingsi did not care about that. After half an incense stick of crazy traveling, a small river appeared at the end of the road. When Mingsi saw this small river, the excitement in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

"We're here!" Mingsi didn't slow down. He exerted strength in his legs and jumped over the river. When he landed, he looked up and saw a stone arch standing tall. There were three big words engraved on it: Heroic Spirit Village.

Mingsi quietly looked at it for a while. He took off Illusion God, who was hanging on his neck. With a thought, Illusion God gradually swelled up and spread out. Finally, he turned into the shape of an arm. Mingsi placed the arm on his left shoulder. After Illusion God's shape changed again and fit the shoulder, the color also began to change to the color of his skin.

Mingsi looked at the arm formed by Illusion God. Then, with a thought, his palm swelled up and formed a square horn. It was as if his palm was covered with a protective armor. After doing all of this, Mingsi let out a sigh and walked into the village.

The village was not large, and it was about five kilometers and eight streets. There were more than a hundred households in the village, and there was a common characteristic in front of each household, which was that they all planted a Dragoneye Tree. This was also the reason why Mingsi also planted a Dragon Eye Tree in Chang'an City.

This tree bore fruit several times a year. The fruit was round and full, and there were patterns on the outer shell. It was like a coiling dragon, so it was named Dragon Eye. This Dragon Eye Tree was not considered expensive, but it could absorb a small amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth. The fruits it bore were suitable for people of old and old to consume. Regardless of whether it cultivated spiritual energy or not, after consuming it, it would be beneficial to the human body. Its effects were comparable to ordinary spiritual pills.

Most of the Dragon Eye Trees in the village were tall and dense. Looking at the wrinkles on them, they should have several hundred years of history. The lifespan of cultivators was also several hundred years. However, the old trees that married and had children for twenty to thirty years, several hundred years, had already experienced several generations.

Mingsi felt the atmosphere in the village and walked quietly.

"Long time no see, the village is still the same. "

After passing through a few streets and alleys, Mingsi arrived at the end of the village. He stood at a corner and looked at the street in front of him. There were dozens of adjacent courtyards, one of them. It was his home, the place where he had lived as a child for more than ten years.

"Mingsi is back!" When they walked into the street, some of the neighbors had already recognized Mingsi. At this moment, they were all happily greeting him.

Soon, Mingsi arrived in front of his house. Before he could open the door, the door opened by itself and a woman walked out of the yard.

This woman was not very old and her face was not considered pretty. However, there was a gentle aura between her eyebrows which made people feel a sense of closeness. She was Mingsi's mother and everyone on the streets called her Aunt Qiong.

"Mother. " Mingsi grinned and ran forward. He threw himself into Aunt Qiong's arms.

"Si, let mother take a look. " Aunt Qiong rubbed Mingsi's head with one hand and held his face with the other. She smiled and looked at him. "His eyebrows are thicker. His eyes are not as big as before. His nose is taller and he has a small mustache. "

"Mother, other than these, did you not notice any other changes?" Mingsi pursed his lips and asked.

Aunt Qiong walked around Mingsi once and said, "He's a few inches longer, and he's also a lot stronger. "

"What else? Mother, don't just look at his appearance!" Mingsi complained helplessly.

"Who cut your hair? You didn't even cut it neatly. What does it look like? " Aunt Qiong, however, had a reproachful look on her face as she pulled Mingsi's ear.

"The wind blew me when I was rushing just now. Mingsi kept stepping back and at the same time, he started to tidy his hair. "Mother," he said, straightening his hair. I am a cultivator now, look. "

Mingsi raised his hand and struck out a small tornado.

However, Aunt Qiong pressed down with her palm and dispersed his wind roll. "Do you think your mother doesn't know? A year ago, your father said in his letter, but now that you have returned home, don't mention about cultivation. You should have a good time. "

"Oh. " Mingsi had been looking forward to it, but when he realized that Aunt Qiong was not interested in it, he was a little puzzled.

"What's wrong with your palm?" Aunt Qiong saw Mingsi's palm was still wearing a suit of armor and asked.

Mingsi quickly waved his hand a few times and carefully put it back into his sleeve. He smiled and said, "This is a treasure. It was given to me when I participated in the Heavenly Tower Conference. "

"Heavenly Tower Grand Meeting? You went to participate in the Heavenly Tower Grand Meeting?" The smile on Aunt Qiong's face stopped and her expression was somewhat serious.

Mingsi knew that his mother never wanted him to cause more trouble. Back then, when he left chivalrous spirit with his father, his mother also opposed it. Now, hearing that he was going to participate in the Heavenly Tower Conference, it was normal for her to have such an expression.

Mingsi glanced behind Aunt Qiong and shouted, "Third Uncle! Fourth Uncle! Eighth Aunt! All of you are here!" After saying that, he quickly walked into the courtyard.

"Both of you have been chatting for a long time. Hurry up and come in. " Someone in the courtyard shouted. From the sound, it was Mingsi's fourth uncle.

Aunt Qiong turned around and looked at Mingsi's figure. She looked at his footsteps and frowned slightly. "This child. . . "