Something happened here.
It's time for him, Yang Feng, to return to the world of immortality.
"Teacher, it's been five years, how are you?"
Yang Feng took out the communication device that Pan Xuan gave him five years ago and broadcast the call without hesitation.
"Little Sebao, is that you? At this time... could it be that you have returned from your training in the world of mortals?"
On the other end of the phone, Pan Xuan's tone was filled with disbelief, it was too fast! How much time does it take?
Hearing the long-lost familiar voice, Yang Feng's body felt like he was electrocuted, and he hurriedly agreed:
"It's me, mentor. I've returned from my training in the world of mortals. Is it convenient for you now? Or find someone to come here to help me."
In Yang Feng's mind, he couldn't help but think of that green dress.
"Well, just wait, I'll be here soon."
There was unprecedented turmoil in the world of cultivating immortals. Pan Xuan was a little worried about letting others take care of Yang Feng, so after careful consideration, she decided to personally take Yang Feng back to the world of cultivating immortals.
After hanging up the phone, Yang Feng was nearby, finding a hotel to stay in, waiting for Pan Xuan's arrival.
This wait lasted for half a day.
As night fell, a man in green clothes, like a fairy in a painting, walked towards where Yang Feng was.
Yang Feng, who now possesses the soul of the demon god, has far better perception of telekinesis than ordinary people, so he had already sensed Pan Xuan's arrival.
"Little color embryo, it's not bad... the fusion stage, have you entered the fusion stage?"
When they first met Yang Feng, even Pan Xuan was shocked by Yang Feng's current cultivation level.
It should be noted that before Yang Feng left the world of immortality and entered the world to practice, he was only in the middle of the Nascent Soul stage. In just five years, he skipped the transformation stage and reached the integration stage. The most important thing is Yang Feng's bone age, which is not yet thirty years old.
For a person who is less than thirty years old, even the daughter of Ye Kunlun, who is known as the number one monster in Zhuxian University, Ye Yaoyao can't compare, right?
"Well, tutor, all of this is thanks to your cultivation, otherwise how could the student be where he is today?"
Yang Feng flattered him as soon as they met.
"Okay, don't think that if you flatter me, I will continue to clean up your mess. Today's world of immortality is about to change."
After saying that, before Yang Feng could react, Pan Xuan left the city with Yang Feng.
Embark on the road to and from the world of immortality.
Along the way, the two didn't talk much.
Until, the space-time battleship stopped at the teacher's apartment.
This teacher's apartment building is one that Yang Feng will never forget.
Thinking that he was about to see his former friends, Yang Feng was at a loss for a moment.
"Why are you standing there like that, and you still say, we haven't seen each other for so long, and you don't know what to say? You are really ungrateful. These brothers and sisters in distress have been worrying about you, so it's better for you."
After listening to Pan Xuan's words, Yang Feng plucked up the courage and pushed open the door that blocked him from meeting his friends.
"Is the tutor coming?"
"Yang, Brother Yang...really, is it really you?"
"Brother Yang, you, why did you come back..."
…
The moment Yang Feng opened the door, the atmosphere in the entire room instantly became heavy.
Everyone had a lot to say to Yang Feng, but when they met that face with a crown of jade and eyes as bright as stars, they didn't know where to start.
"Everyone, I'm sorry! I'm late."
Pan Xuan did not tell everyone about Yang Feng's training in the world of mortals, so as not to worry everyone. She only said that Yang Feng would go into seclusion to practice for as little as ten years or as long as fifteen years, and he might not see her again.
"Brother Yang, it would be great if you came back. Thanks to Teacher Pan these past few years, otherwise we might not even be able to see you."
It was Shen Shuyu who spoke.
Yang Feng stroked Shen Shuyu's head and looked around, but did not see Gu Qianqian and Deng Hongteng.
"Brother, I'm looking forward to the stars and the moon, but I've been looking forward to you. In today's world of immortality, there will be an immortal miracle, and many forces are eyeing it."
"Xiaotong, don't worry, you can just practice and leave the rest to me."
When Yang Feng came back, it was inevitable for everyone to have a good gathering.
By the time Yang Feng returned to the room, the night was already deep.
Carrying a bottle of wine, Yang Feng came to the roof of the apartment.
What caught the eye was a Tsing Yi, with a three-foot Qingfeng pinned to his waist, and a peach blossom stuffed wine in one hand.
"Young lady, you're still up so late? Do you want to keep drinking with me?"
Pan Xuan stretched her waist, stretched her slim waist, and then looked at Yang Feng with misty beautiful eyes.
"Teacher, I heard from Lu Tong and the others that the current situation in the world of immortal cultivation is turbulent. Are they going to take action?"
The person Yang Fengkou mentioned was naturally the immortal descendant hidden among various forces.
"Yes or no, take this and see."
Pan Xuan handed a letter of war condensed with magic power to Yang Feng.
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"Originally, if you hadn't come back from the world of mortals, I would have accepted this invitation to fight. Anyway, it named you and me to challenge you. But now that you're here, it saves me a lot of trouble."
Yang Feng's eyes were fixed on the contents of the challenge.
Xian Lingtian?
If he remembered correctly, it should be the child of Gongsun Lixia and Li Shang six years ago.
In just six years, he actually achieved the perfection of the Divine Transformation Stage. Such speed can be described as a miracle.
"Is he here for my demon god's placenta? That's fine! Since the immortals value him so much, then I want to see what methods this immortal Lingtian has learned from them."
Faced with such a peerless evildoer, Yang Baowei showed no fear. Not to mention that he had already entered the integration stage. Even if he hadn't, he wouldn't be afraid of anyone.
Unknowingly, Yang Feng had developed his own momentum, an invincible momentum.
"Then he will be given to you. By the way, your father asked me to give it to you."
Pan Xuan once again took out a letter from his sleeve.
Yang Feng tremblingly took the envelope from Pan Xuan's hand.
"Feng'er, you are the pride of your father. Your mother's illness and your incompetence as a father have exhausted all your cultivation, but you can only temporarily suppress it.
Your mother is sent back to you. I hope you can take good care of your mother for me in the days to come. Remember not to look for me. I am a useless father.
Yang Xiuxian stayed. "
Seeing the letter was like seeing a person, Yang Feng couldn't help but burst into tears.
He could feel the helplessness his father felt when he wrote this letter.
"Father, why..."
As he spoke, Yang Feng took the letter, knelt on the ground and cried loudly.
It has been eight years since he entered the world of immortality. He has not even seen his father once. Even in Gujian Town and Gambling Stone Workshop, Yang Xiuxing did not show his true face.
"Why are you crying? You still have parents after all, and I..."
Pan Xuan raised a glass to invite the bright moon and formed three people facing each other.
Although Yang Feng's father cannot meet, Yang Feng still has his mother with him, but what about himself?
Ever since I was born, I have no memory of my parents.
Hearing this, Yang Feng wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, sat down on the edge of the guardrail with the wine in his hand.
Drinking with Pan Xuan.
A night of silence.
…
When he woke up the next day, Yang Feng found himself lying on the bed.
"Could it be...that my mentor sent me back?"
Last night, Yang Feng really wanted to drink away his sorrows, so he didn't use magic to dissolve the alcohol in his body.
I was so drunk that I had no memory of what happened next.
Some people died, but not completely...
