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Yang Yiyun knelt down while speaking. With his cultivation base at his level, he could clearly feel how much his father's inner emotions fluctuated at this moment. Contains strong emotional fluctuations.
"Get up~"
Yang Guozhong helped Yang Yiyun get up, patted Yang Yiyun on the shoulder and said: "You have suffered all these years~"
When Yang Yiyun heard this, his heart became even more bitter, but he shook his head and changed the subject: "Where's my mother?"
"She, the purple bamboo forest behind the house is feeding the chickens." Yang Guozhong laughed.
? Yang Yiyun was taken aback for a moment, what is this all about~
The old man digs the ground to grow vegetables like an old farmer, and his mother Duanmu Wan'er is actually feeding the chickens. Is this still a god?
Seeing the astonished Yang Yiyun, Yang Guozhong smiled and said, "It's that child Yuan Qing, who caught the magic chicken for your mother from somewhere. She took great care of it and put it in the bamboo forest to feed it every day."
Yang Yiyun knew that the Yuan Qing his father was talking about was the youngest son, but he didn't say anything. As long as the parents are happy, they are right in whatever they do.
In my heart, I also feel so relieved about my son Yang Yuanqing, and it is rare to know how to honor my grandparents.
"The children are all obedient." Yang Guozhong seemed to know what Yang Yiyun was thinking.
Yang Yiyun didn't say anything, and he didn't know what to say about the children. Anyway, he didn't take care of them for so many years, and his parents took care of them most of the time.
"Go over to see your mother, she Over the years, she has worried about you the most" Yang Guozhong said.
Yang Yiyun nodded with a tremor in his heart, and the father and son walked towards the bamboo forest.
It is true that Yang Yiyun cares little about his mother. The last time he came out of the Eternal God Realm, he stayed with his parents for less than ten days.
Now that I think about it, I really shouldn't.
When the father and son came to the bamboo forest, they heard a loud and clear cooing sound from a long distance away.
?Yang Yiyun believed that he was still thinking about what kind of magic chicken it was, it was so loud.
After entering the bamboo forest, Yang Guozhong shouted: "Son Wan'er is back~"
Most of Yang Yiyun didn't know about Yunmen when he came back this time.
The first person I met was Master Yun Tianxie, and then I came to my parents.
"à²~"
A ray of light almost followed Yang Guozhong's words.
Yang Yiyun could see clearly that it was his mother Duanmu Wan'er.
"Sonson~"
Duanmu Wan'er's voice was trembling, and she appeared in front of Yang Yiyun with red eyes.
Thousands of years ago, the Heavenly Clan's Thirty-Three Heavenly Palace filled the God Realm looking for Yang Yiyun, and there was a lot of trouble. She naturally knew it. Only then did she know that what her son was going to face was the Heavenly Clan Emperor, the most powerful force in the entire God Realm. The presence.
So after Yang Yiyun disappeared, she was not worried for a single day.
Before, Yang Yiyun had never told anyone who ascended from the Cloud Gate that his enemy in the God Realm was the Thirty-Three Heavenly Palace, Emperor Zun Supreme, but since the Thirty-Three Heavenly Palace was full of the God Realm, the matter of looking for Yang Yiyun was released by Cloud Gate After the experienced disciples knew about it, Duanmu Wan'er naturally knew about it too.
Only then did she realize how much pressure was on her son's shoulders.
What kind of enemy do you have to face
As a mother, Duanmu Wan'er didn't know how many times she cried secretly.
After ascending to the God Realm, he naturally also knew the cultivation system of the God Realm, the emperor, the powerful force of the Thirty Heavenly Palace, and the difference between his son and the Thirty Heavenly Palace.
She was extremely worried, even worried.
Now I finally saw my son came back safely, I couldn't help it anymore, and my eyes fell down.
With a sob, he called out to his son.
"Mom~ I'm back."
"Son~"
Duanmu Wan'er hugged Yang Yiyun in her arms, fearing that she had an illusion or a dream, and that her son would disappear in the next second.
For more than ten thousand years, the couple's worries are only known in their hearts.
After half an hour, Yang Yiyun finally comforted his mother.
Keep talking about how strong I am, and I know in my heart that my previous idea of ??reporting good news but not worrying was wrong. Parents and relatives should worry that there will still be things that should be cared about.
Now that I think about it, I should tell my parents and relatives about his strength and the strength of the entire Qiankun Temple, so that they can at least feel at ease.
"Wan'er let go, isn't your son back~" Yang Guozhong looked at Duanmu Wan'er's red and swollen eyes, and couldn't help but said.??
"Aren't I happy~" Duanmu Wan'er finally let go, wiped away tears and glared at Yang Guozhong, who shrank his neck.
Seeing that Yang Yiyun wanted to laugh, he could actually see that the relationship between his parents was very good, and his father still doted on his mother, thinking to himself: "The fairy couple said that maybe they are like parents~"
"Son, let's go, mom will stew chicken for you today~"
Duanmu Wan'er waved her hand, and a colorful chicken in the depths of the bamboo forest cooed into her hand.
"Go dig vegetables~" Duanmu Wan'er gave Yang Guozhong a stare.
"Ah~ oh ok ok, I'll go right away~"
Yang Guozhong came back to his senses, and disappeared in a whoosh
There is only a small courtyard of fifty or sixty square meters. Yang Yiyun helped his mother kill the magic chicken and wash the vegetables before giving up. Mother didn't want to help, and happily went to work in the kitchen.
At this time, he and his father Yang Guozhong were sitting at the purple bamboo table in the small courtyard.
"Your face is really big. I have been thinking about the magic chicken raised by your mother for thousands of years, but she kept it as a treasure. It takes years to talk about losing a chicken feather. I just killed one today. It's gone, haha~"
Yang Guozhong jokingly came over with a pot of wine in his hand and sat down, poured it for Yang Yiyun and said: "Often, I brew it myself~"
? Yang Yiyun picked up a glass with a polite smile. He thought it was a kind of divine wine, but he didn't expect his father to brew it to be baijiu. He immediately thought of the earth
?My heart is full of emotions. My parents grow vegetables and raise chickens here. They are both cultivated by gods, and they still cook every day
Still this is unique, but he also envies this kind of life.
For tens of thousands of years, he has not eaten.
Holding the wine glass, Yang Yiyun felt strange for a moment, thinking that maybe this is also a kind of way, the way is different, not everyone wants to improve the strength of cultivation, it is the way of cultivation!
Yang Guozhong looked at his son who was lost in thought, and seemed to know what he was thinking, and said: "I disappeared in the desert at first, and your mother came to find me later. We went through hardships in the mountains and seas, and we were reunited only after you appeared. What I asked for Dao, it's your mother.
After going through life and death, I thought I would never see your mother and your brothers and sisters again, but then we were reunited as a family. From that moment on, I knew that what I was looking for was the Tao, that is, my family. We are all content.
I just hope you are safe. One day our family can raise chickens and grow vegetables. It will be even better. That is the way of the true God. Son, you promise us that no matter what happens in the future, you will Be strong and be good Will you survive? "
"Boom~"
When Yang Yiyun listened to his father's words, every word entered his heart, and there was a roar in his mind. His soul trembled at this moment, and he felt a sense of awakening from the muddle, which was very wonderful. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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