The Farmhouse Courtyard

It looked extremely old. Beside it, on a rocking chair, Daoist Yangmei lay there, drowsily nodding off again and again.

After Qin Xi had looked over everything, the others were deeply shocked. They had not expected Qin Xi to be living such a pleasant life here. It seemed this period of time really had him stifled, and having a chance like this to relax was actually quite good.

Nine-to-Five Admiral said to Qin Xi, "Did you take lodging with some farming family?"

After all, she was very familiar with these things. With no inns and nowhere in the wilderness to stay, lodging in someone else's home and giving them a little money was, for them, an utterly ordinary matter.

Qin Xi did not deny it. He nodded and said, "Yes. It wasn't easy coming to a small village in Jiangnan and making it here, so I wanted to have a proper rest here."

Leona was actually very happy that Qin Xi could have this kind of mindset now.

She looked at Qin Xi and said to him, "When it's time to relax, you should relax a little. Don't keep yourself wound so tight every single day."

Ancestor Hongjun looked at Qin Xi's extremely poor complexion. His face was somewhat pale, and there were faint dark circles beneath his eyes. He knew Qin Xi must have been traveling every day lately and not sleeping enough.

He looked at Qin Xi and said to him, "You need to take care of your health too."

Although Ancestor Hongjun's expression was very stern the entire time he said this, and his words were also very stiff, Qin Xi still felt the concern this brother of his had for him.

He looked at Ancestor Hongjun and said to him, "How has the Void Sect been