In the main room.
Yang heard the footsteps outside the courtyard walking away.
I don't know where I got the strength to get up from the bed, and stumbled all the way to the door of the left wing. The door opened as soon as I pushed it.
A thick layer of dust accumulated in the room.
Apparently no one has lived inside for a long time.
Seeing this, Yang's face suddenly turned pale, her lips trembled and she said: "No, then...that monster must not be Yi'an. Yi'an has not eaten any food since he was seven years old." Damn it, yes, what Yi'an has promised must not be Yi'an... it must not be."
But.
Where is Yi'an now? !
Yang's heart was in a state of confusion.
Half a year ago, she couldn't find Yi'an, but because of Yi'an's sensitive identity, she didn't dare to report to the clan. Her illness also worsened during this day-to-day worry.
But half a year has passed.
There is still no news from Yi'an.
The Yang family is no longer afraid that the clan will find out, but is afraid that Yi'an will encounter some danger.
Weigh again and again.
Finally made up my mind:
"If Yi'an doesn't come back in half a decade, we will have no choice but to ask for help from the clan."
----------------------------------
Under the tiankeng behind Yanyang courtyard.
In a narrow cave of less than three square meters.
A young man in white clothes was standing in front of a purple spiritual plant. There was a thumb-sized spiritual fruit hanging on the spiritual plant. At this time, the spiritual fruit was emitting an extremely rich aroma.
The young man saw this.
One-handed pinch.
Suddenly a ray of light flashed from under the purple fruit.
The next moment.
The fruit separated from the plant and fell steadily into the wooden box in the young man's hand. The young man quickly kneaded the secret, recited the secret in his mouth, and sealed the spiritual fruit layer by layer before his tense expression relaxed.
The young man carefully hid the wooden box behind his robe.
His body flashed.
Then he disappeared in place.
After passing through the winding tunnel and taking the wrong route five times, it took seven days to finally reach the exit of the sinkhole.
Shake the rope hidden in the cave vigorously.
Throw it to a silver star fruit tree in the sky, and wait until he climbs up by tapping the wall. The morning sun in the sky is just about to emerge.
The young man stretched out his hand to block the sunlight.
He muttered: "It's better to be underground than stay above."
At this time, the second daughter-in-law, who was responsible for watering the Silver Star Fruit Tree, was already walking from the direction of Yanyang Lake with a load of spiritual spring. The young man swayed and used the Liuyun Footwork to take one step before the second daughter-in-law noticed him. We arrived at the small courtyard next to Yanyang courtyard.
Yang couldn't sleep at all.
Hearing the sound of the courtyard door opening, he immediately raised his voice: "Who?"
The words have not yet finished.
The door to her room was opened.
The boy in white came in.
When Yang saw it, his whole body went limp, and the tone he had been holding finally relaxed.
The young man in white is Fu Yian, the grandson of the Yang family!
When grandparents and grandchildren met, Mrs. Yang cried for a while, then she remembered that she had something to ask and said hurriedly: "An'er, tell grandma whether the disappearance of more than a hundred Fire Cloud Chickens in the Songzhu Forest has anything to do with you?"
Fu Yian shook his head hurriedly.
Yang breathed a sigh of relief: "Then where have you been for the past six months?"
Fu Yian has been dependent on the Yang family since he was a child. He is the most filial to the Yang family and has nothing to hide. In a few words, he told what happened to him in the past six months.
Yang said in surprise: "You mean, you found a sinkhole in the backyard?"
Fu Yian nodded excitedly: "At first I just wanted to go down and have a look, but there were too many forked roads inside. I lost my way while walking. I walked around for a long time before I found my way back. , but I can’t say that these six months were wasted.”
Fu Yian took out a wooden box from his arms and said happily:
"Grandma, I found a longevity coriander tree in a cave."
"Now, this box contains the fruit it bears. I read in the clan's elixir classics that it is said that the longevity coriander fruit can not only strengthen the body, but one piece can increase one's life span by ten years!"
"Grandma, when you feel better, I will take it for you."
Spiritual creatures are usually accompanied by ferocious beasts.
Yang took a closer look.
Seeing that Fu Yian's expression was really bad, he said nervously: "An'er, you... are you injured? Where are you injured? Is it serious? Huh? Quickly, let grandma take a look."
Fu Yian avoided Yang who wanted to take off his clothes.
His eyes flickered and he said: "Grandma, I'm fine. Don't forget, I'm a monk at the third level of Qi training now. I'm so powerful. The monster beast accompanying the longevity coriander tree is no match for me."
How could Yang feel at ease?
He ordered Fu Yian to come over and inspected it carefully, only to find that the child's body was covered with large and small scars, with new injuries stacked on top of old ones. It was obvious that the child had suffered a lot in the past six months before getting rid of the monster. , Yang's eyes suddenly turned red.
But there are some things she still has to tell her children:
"An'er, grandma knows that you are filial, but this ancient cliff residence is not our own private property, so we have to hand over this longevity coriander fruit to the clan."
"Why!!"
Fu Yi'an stood up suddenly: "This longevity coriander fruit is used to treat your illness and extend your life, grandma. I won't give it to anyone!!!"
Yang's voice softened: "Good boy, please listen to what I have to say first."
Fu Yian turned his head: "I won't listen!!"
Fu Yian quickly put the wooden box into his arms, fearing that the Yang family would take it and hand it over to the clan in the next second, so he raised his feet and walked out angrily.
"One, cough, cough, cough...One, cough, cough, cough..."
When Yang became anxious, he started coughing and it became difficult to breathe. Fu Yian, who was halfway through, hurriedly turned back and helped Yang recover. After thinking about it, he finally compromised:
"You can say whatever you want, but I won't hand over the longevity coriander fruit."
Yang smiled weakly, pulled Fu Yian to sit down in front of the bed, closed his eyes, and then slowly said: "An'er, you don't say it, but grandma knows that you must have regained this longevity coriander fruit after a narrow escape. .”
Fu Yian's eyes turned red with grievance: "Then why do you still want to hand it over to the clan?"
Yang looked at Fu Yian with a loving look, as if she couldn't get enough of it, and more of a reluctance and worry:
"An'er, we mortals cannot escape birth, old age, illness and death."
"But you are different. You have embarked on the path of cultivating immortality."
"If you can build the foundation, you will have a lifespan of more than two hundred years. If you build the elixir, it will be even longer. I heard that the lifespan can be increased by more than five hundred years, but we mortals can live to seventy or eighty years old in our lifetime. You have already lived a long life, and there is no difference between immortals and mortals. Even if you give this longevity coriander fruit to your grandmother, she will only stay with you for ten more years."
Fu Yian's tears were already rolling.
However, he endured it and did not shed it.
Gritting his teeth, he said as if taking an oath:
"I don't care about the immortals. I only know that I want to be with my grandmother forever. If I can't protect you, my grandson, how can I be an immortal?"
vertex
