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"dad."
When Xia Yan came to the courtyard.
It is autumn, and the peach tree in the courtyard is still strong and strong. The branches on the tree are dotted with pink and white peach blossoms. The flowers are blooming and swaying with the wind. In the hazy sky, they look like a white ocean.
Some of the petals fell lightly on the loess bag below.
This is a small tomb with no monument and no name.
There was a man standing under the flower tree with his hands behind his back. He heard the voice behind him and said calmly: "Your mother loved peach blossoms the most during her lifetime."
"So I took a peach blossom tree from Kunlun Mountain for her that will never wither."
As he spoke, the man turned around and fixed his gaze on Xia Yan, who was not far behind him.
He is Xia Feng, the god of the Ninth Domain. The lives and fortunes of tens of millions of people in the Ninth Domain are tied to him.
But today, he only has one identity, and that is Xia Yan's father.
Father and son have not seen each other for some time.
Xia Yan’s rough calculation shows that almost three years have passed since he drove Xia Yan to Lintao City.
The child in his eyes has grown up a lot, and has become a lot stranger.
And this is not the case in Xia Yan's eyes.
Xia Yan, who has experienced all kinds of things in his previous life, understands the value of family ties better than he did before.
Maybe I didn’t understand it before, but now Xia Yan cares about it very much.
He could see that without even realizing it, his father's temples had turned gray.
"Old guy, you are getting old." Xia Yan suddenly said, feeling a little blocked.
Xia Feng raised his brows and said in a feint of anger: "You brat, you are still so insignificant. It seems that all the hardships you have suffered in the past few years have been in vain."
Xia Yan grinned.
Xia Feng walked towards him. When passing by him, he whispered: "Have you made a decision?"
"Yeah." Xia Yan nodded.
Xia Feng reached out and patted his shoulder and said, "Now that you have made a decision, let's go ahead."
After finishing speaking, Xia Feng left silently.
Xia Yan did not turn around.
Wu Xie looked at this strange father and son. He really did not expect that the father and son who had not seen each other in the past few years would say goodbye in such a situation.
"Your father once blocked me. It is human nature to say that. After all, no one can guarantee that after his child goes to Bai Yujing, there will be no possibility of seeing him again in his lifetime."
"I can see that he cares about you."
"I know." Xia Yan smiled slightly.
Xia Yan, who has memories of his past life, certainly knows his father very well.
I didn’t say much, just because I was so reluctant to say goodbye that I didn’t even know how to say goodbye.
But I have to go to Bai Yujing.
When Xia Yan learned about Wu Xie's strength and Wu Xie's promise to him, he understood that there was no place in the world that could match Bai Yujing's help to him.
Bai Yujing is like a platform, and he will use this platform to go further and become stronger.
The signs of the catastrophe have already appeared, and he needs stronger power, so he has no reason to give up this opportunity.
And Xia Yan has the confidence to believe in himself.
The threshold requirements of the Golden Immortal are nothing. This restriction may be as difficult as climbing to the sky for others, but when it is placed on him, he is confident that he can break through it in a short time.
When that time comes, you can’t just come back if you want to.
For the sake of strength, this is just a short farewell.
The next moment, Xia Yan calmed down and his eyes fell on his mother's grave.
Since Wu Xie brought him here, it is obvious that the relics Wu Xie mentioned are here.
Mother, what else did she leave for me?
In Xia Yan’s memory, he couldn’t even remember what his mother looked like. He was still too young at that time.
However, after experiencing many things, Xia Yan had a feeling that his mother must be extremely concerned about him.
The relic left in Zhengyi Road more than ten years ago ended up in his own son.
As if she were a prophet, Xia Yan's mother had been paving the way for her child more than ten years ago.
With a mother like this, how could Xia Yan not be moved.
He is not a stone, he also has a soft place in his heart.
Xia Yan then bowed and kowtowed three times to his mother's tomb.
A man has gold at his knees, but gold is nothing in front of his parents.
Wu Xie did not talk nonsense, he stretched out his fingers and flicked in the void a few times.
Xia Yan immediately noticed a strange fluctuation.
This feeling was very familiar to him. It was the same feeling he had when he entered the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury and when Wu Xie took him around the country.
The rules of space.
Wu Xie’s fingertips contain some spatial rules.
This is the watershed between saints and gods.
Then, under the planning of Wu Xie’s fingertips, pink and white petals scattered on the peach blossom tree in front of him.
The petals did not fall, but instead outlined a strange trajectory in front of the two of them.
Xia Yan gradually became fascinated by the sight. Unknowingly, he sat cross-legged on the ground with his five hearts pointing toward the sky. The tide of pink and white flowers in front of him gradually enlarged. In the hazy dream, he actually fell into a wonderful state of enlightenment.
The sea of ????flowers in front of you is no longer flowers, but has become an endless, endless blue sea.
As for Xia Yan, he stood alone on the rolling waves.
Drifting with the current, the sky shook and the earth shook, giving him a nauseating feeling, and he couldn't help but feel a little panicked.
What is this place? !
Will I die? !
While rolling, Xia Yan sensed the danger of death.
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in Xia Yan's mind.
"Don't be afraid of it, don't lose to it."
"When your body is like a rock, you can let the waves surge and remain indifferent."
"Transform yourself into a sword, cut through thorns and thorns, suppress the evil sea under the snow-capped mountains and the sea of ??air, restore the world of heaven and earth, and bring peace to the sea."
When that soft voice sounded, the anxiety in Xia Yan's heart suddenly dissipated completely.
He gradually gained a foothold on the rough sea.
The man's body is like stone, and his thoughts are like swords. No matter how wild the waves surge into the sky, I remain standing tall and motionless.
In reality, Wu Xie suddenly looked at Xia Yan in surprise, the corners of his mouth gradually raised, with a look of relief on his face, and said to himself: "What a good boy, you have realized the sword intention of Dahe in this short period of time."
"That's right, what your mother left to you is the secret technique of the third floor among the five cities on the 12th floor of Bai Yujing, Dahe Sword Intent."
"Senior brother, I used this sword intention to split the sky and cut the earth, killing billions of lives. This sword intention should be my number one killing technique in Bai Yujing."
"You know, it took me three hundred and sixty-one years and ninety-eight days for my senior brother to realize the sword intention of the river, but you actually realized it in an instant."
“What a good boy, haha, it’s a good thing you can’t hear me now, otherwise, senior brother, I wouldn’t have room to put my face.”
……
Outside the courtyard wall, the expressions of the two men who were eavesdropping at the small gate of the garden suddenly changed.
One has a face full of surprise, and the other is grinning from ear to ear.
"Ahem, little bee, did you hear that Bai Yujing's Wu Xie is praising your son?"
"Hey, Coyotito, look at how surprised you are. What's so surprising about this? My son is being praised. It's natural and deserved. What's so surprising about it?"
"Hey, I noticed that you are getting thicker and thicker now."
"Hey, yo, I think you are just jealous."
"Holy shit, why am I jealous? That daughter of mine is so beautiful, and I'm jealous of your son, bah."
"hehe."
"Oh, what do you mean by your laughter?"
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