"Isn't this good for me? By the way, Qianqian, how is your cultivation..."
"What, just allow you to have adventures, but don't you allow me to eat heavenly materials and earthly treasures too?"
Gu Qianqian glared at Yang Feng.
Yang Feng scratched his head in embarrassment, and then turned his attention to Jian Yi.
"Jian Yi, that's right! I haven't seen you for five years and you've already reached the stage of becoming a god. So you also have a place to enter the Immortal Realm?"
Yang Feng looked at Jian Yi, who was already full of life in less than three or five days, and was quite moved. The immortal body is powerful.
"Well, brother, what happened before was all thanks to you. The school leaders didn't do anything to you, right?"
Today's Jianyi, after five years of hard work, is no longer the stupid young man he was before. He still understands some of the current situations in Zhuxian University.
Yang Feng's previous display of cultivation must have attracted the attention of senior officials.
Although the crime of killing a powerful person is not a small one, it depends on the situation. As long as Yang Feng's cultivation level can convince the public, then the school can naturally suppress him.
"They didn't do anything to me, and even let me take the exam for the Level 4 Instructor Qualification Certificate."
Yang Feng waved his hand and didn't take it seriously.
"My mother, is she in the apartment now?"
Yang Feng asked tentatively.
"Yes, Auntie went home with you, and behind her was Instructor Pan who sent her back."
Hearing this, Yang Feng couldn't help but think of the letter Pan Xuan gave him the night he just came back.
"Well, then you all should go about your business first, and I'll go spend some time with my mother first."
The journey of cultivation can take dozens to hundreds of years, and he has not seen his mother for nearly five years after experiencing the world of mortals.
Arriving at the bedroom where his mother Yan Xiaoli lived, Yang Feng didn't dare to knock on the door.
I struggled internally for a while.
"Is Feng'er back?"
A familiar and experienced voice came from the bedroom.
Yang Feng could no longer restrain his emotions and rushed into the bedroom.
"mom."
Yang Feng hugged his mother Yan Xiaoli who was resting on the bed.
"Feng'er, my Feng'er, you must have suffered a lot in the past five years, right?"
Yan Xiaoli stroked Yang Feng's face with her hand.
"Feng'er is not suffering, but Feng'er is unfilial and unable to always be by his mother's side."
Yang Feng felt extremely guilty in his heart. He had thought many times that if he could exchange his cultivation for their family reunion, he would rather not have this peerless cultivation.
"Silly boy, you already know about your father, right?"
Yan Xiaoli felt that the time had come and Yang Feng should know some things.
"Uh-huh."
Yang Feng nodded vigorously, and then held his mother Yan Xiaoli's hand tightly.
"Mom, I will definitely find my father and reunite our family."
"Silly Feng'er, Mom believes in you."
Yan Xiaoli showed a kind smile.
"Feng'er, there is gold under your knees. Don't get up on your knees. Mom has something to tell you."
Yan Xiaoli's expression changed unpredictably, but she finally decided to tell Yang Feng.
Some things can be hidden for a while, but not forever. As Yang Feng's cultivation becomes stronger and stronger, he knows more and more.
Sooner or later, their affairs will be known to Yang Feng.
"Mom, tell me, Feng'er is listening!"
Yang Feng stood up and squatted on the ground.
"Actually, your father and I are both practitioners."
After saying that, Yan Xiaoli exhaled a breath. She had been holding this sentence in her for many years, and finally let it out today.
"Mom, you are not ordinary people in the city, but immortal cultivators?!"
Yang Feng knew about his father's cultivation, but in his heart, his family had always been just ordinary people, and it was just a coincidence that they could become immortals.
But what her mother Yan Xiaoli said today made Yang Fengru struck by lightning.
It turns out that his parents were never ordinary people, but cultivators of immortality.
"Feng'er, this matter starts from thousands of years ago. Back then, your father and I were both disciples of Zhuxian University. Our spiritual talents were very high, and we were even known as the most likely ones in the world of cultivating immortals. The existence of becoming an immortal.
As for your father and I, our cultivation journey was very smooth and we did not encounter too many ups and downs. However, when we reached the stage of transcending tribulation,
We also spent nearly a thousand years. Later, when your father and I thought we were well prepared and could face the catastrophe, reality gave us a hard slap in the face.
And your father and I almost lost our lives because of the failure in overcoming the tribulation. Thanks to the tribulation pill, your father and I barely managed to save our lives.
But because of this, I no longer had the chance to cultivate immortality. Since then, your father and I came to the city, intending to leave the world of immortality forever and spend the rest of our time in the city. Later, your father wanted a child,
Later, we had you. Seeing that you were fine with ordinary people and growing up day by day, your father and I were very happy. We thought our family could live happily like this forever.
But there are some things that cannot be avoided after all. The curse contained in my blood broke out. In order to save me, your father planned to return to the world of immortality. At that time, Feng'er, you were discovered by people in the world of immortality. Take him into the world of immortality and start practicing. "
Yan Xiaoli told Yang Feng some things about her and Yang Xiuxing. This was also what Yang Xiuxing left for her before leaving.
"Mom, do you know where dad went?"
Yang Feng didn't care too much about his parents' past identities. He was now eager to know where his father had gone.
"Hey! Your father should be going somewhere."
"Where?"
"Abyss."
Yang Feng was shocked when he heard his mother Yan Xiaoli's words.
Abyss?
This is not the place Bingyao asked him to go.
And he now has a map of the Abyss in the sea of consciousness.
"What's wrong, Feng'er?"
Yan Xiaoli saw her son and the expression on her face changed.
"It's okay, Mom. Don't worry, I will definitely bring Dad back."
"Well, I believe Feng'er."
…
Next, Yang Feng and his mother Yan Xiaoli chatted until late at night, and finally Yan Xiaoli fell asleep.
Yang Fengcai exited Yan Xiaoli's bedroom.
After leaving his mother's bedroom, Yang Feng went to the roof of the apartment alone.
There is no moonlight tonight, and Yang Feng is alone, enjoying the cool breeze.
But I kept thinking about what my mother said.
It turns out that his encounter with the Remnant Immortal was really not a coincidence, but God's will.
"Boy Yang, are you emo?"
"Get out of here! I'm annoyed!"
Yang Feng didn't pay attention to Canxian. He really just wanted to be quiet now.
"Young boy Yang, I'm afraid this is just the tip of the iceberg regarding your parents. The curse contained in your mother's bloodline is ten times more terrifying than you imagined.
Your father spent all his cultivation this time, but he could only suppress it for a short time, but in the end, he would treat the symptoms rather than the root cause, and you need to do all of this. "
It's rare for a crippled immortal to be serious for once.
"My father has exhausted his cultivation, will he die?"
"Regaining life from destruction is the path of destruction he chose. It is both good fortune and disaster."
Canxian's words were so vague that he neither said that Yang Feng's father would die nor that Yang Feng's father would not die.
"So, my father still has hope to return to the path of cultivating immortality?"
"No, his path to immortality was cut off the moment his heavenly roots dried up. His path to body refining was also exhausted due to suppressing the curse in your mother's bloodline. His path to cultivation was cut off."
Canxian also sighed a little when he said this.
For Yang Xiuxing, as he said before, this is both good fortune and disaster.
Maybe Yang Xiuxian will use this to transcend himself and find his own path.
Disaster, maybe life span, ended sadly.
"Canxian, what you said is not true? You lied to me, right?"
When Yang Feng heard this, his heart was in his throat. How could he not understand his father? He looked like a poor mortal, but how could Yang Feng not know the arrogance in his heart.
He had an excellent talent for cultivating immortals, but unfortunately the heavens did not allow him to become an immortal. He failed to transcend the tribulation. He relied on the tribulation pill to save his life. However, due to the exhaustion of his spiritual roots, he no longer had the opportunity to cultivate as an immortal.
However, after finally refining his body, he cultivated to a state of transcendence, but because of saving his wife, he gave up his cultivation and became a mortal again.
Not everyone can have such a detached mentality.
"Boy Yang, there are many things in this world that you cannot control. Now you may be considered a super strong person in the world of immortality, but you must also remember that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. You must not be arrogant."
Canxian gave Yang Feng a few final words of warning.
Yang Feng, on the other hand, was looking into the distance in trance.
"In terms of cultivation, I'm still not strong enough."
Yang Feng pinched his fingers until they turned white.
After this battle, Yang Feng's desire for power was once again aroused.
He took out the Broken Sword Lingsha and started practicing sword practice.
When he saw the gap in the Broken Sword Spirit Sha, he suddenly thought of something and took out the fuso wood he brought back from the world of mortals.
When he first understood the "God-Level Sword Forging Technique", he still remembered, "Bring Qingming and Fusang with you."
He already has Qingming and Fusang.
You can start making swords.
"Lingsha, I've been waiting for a long time! I, Yang Fengding, will let you regain your former supreme edge."
Taking possession of the Lingsha Sword, a cool feeling awakened the spirit of the Lingsha Sword.
"Boy, have you returned from your training in the world of mortals? That's right! I saw you right. It's just that your swordsmanship doesn't seem to have improved at all?"
"Lingsha, I need to find a remote place to make a sword these days."
God-level sword-making skills can upgrade a sword to the level of a god, or even an existence above a divine weapon.
The Lingsha Sword had been recast once before, and it was directly upgraded from a quasi-spiritual weapon to a quasi-magical weapon.
"That's good, I have become your natal magical weapon now. I will be prosperous and suffer losses. It is also good for you that I have become stronger."
There is no fear of the spirit weapon. There are risks in recasting it, but risks and opportunities coexist. Once it is successful, its grade will definitely reach another level.
Yang Feng took a look at the night and went back to his room to rest.
"Immortal, I will help you extinguish your hope soon."
Yang Feng took a deep look at the bone dragon ring, and two shadows in the third level of pure land said.
The long night passes and dawn comes.
"Little seal,"
"Brother."
…
Early in the morning, many people knocked on his door.
"What's wrong?"
"Brother, you haven't forgotten, have you? Today is the freshman competition, the finals. If we get there late, we won't be able to do it."
Lu Tong was the first to mention it. You must know that a few days ago, he captured the favor of his school girl Lin Yudie.
Some people died, but not completely...
