Tianwen

Yi Zheng was surprised in his heart, it was also like this before he practiced, and then a few days later, a woman in red fell from the sky, and then took herself into the Shangqing Sect to practice. Now it seems that the old man is here again, Yi Zheng is a little anxious, and he was stopped by the old man when he was about to open his mouth to speak.

Old Man Yi stared at the portrait and muttered, "Mu Qing, are you okay?"

"When you asked someone to take Zheng'er away, I was looking forward to the day when Zheng'er embarked on the path of cultivation, and your mother and mother would meet. It's a pity that Zheng'er's cultivation path was interrupted, and he went home halfway to marry a wife and have children, and now he has two children, Yi Yuan and Yi Wei, Yuan'er also has cultivation qualifications, and when he trains in the world for a few more years, Yuan'er will also follow your footsteps into the cultivation world, maybe you will meet one day. "

"I don't know if we will meet one day? Maybe the day you meet Yuan'er, I will no longer be alive. There is a difference between immortals, can't you and I see each other after all......" Old Man Yi's deep voice gradually choked.

The woman in Tsing Yi in the portrait seems to have moved, and tears are shedding. Yi Yuan's mind was a little cloudy, he actually saw that the portrait moved, as if there were water droplets falling, his right hand rubbed his eyes vigorously, and when he looked at it again, it was still the same painting, quietly hanging on the wall. Suddenly, in the portrait, two faint white lights emitted from the eyes of the woman in Tsing Yi, which went straight into Yi Yuan's body and disappeared.

Yi Yuan shook his body, shook his hand, and glanced around, the others did not have strange eyes, the white light could only be seen by himself and entered his body, he was dazzled, and his whole expression was full of confusion and incomprehension...

At this moment, the woman in Tsing Yi on the top of the mountain seemed to feel something, her eyebrows frowned, and the incense she left behind was lit again.

"Is Xiaochen thinking about me, is it right or wrong to leave him by himself?".

"Xiaochen has no cultivation qualifications, he can't bear to see him grow old like this, and it is helpless to leave him. Only if he cultivates to the Convergence Realm as soon as possible, he can fly to the upper realm, and then take him with him. "

"Zheng'er, Nan'er, I miss you too, are you okay? Wait for me, our family will be reunited soon." "

"Yuan'er, I have a grandson...... Oh, this little guy's mental power is not bad, and he has obtained a part of his own cultivation experience, and his cultivation path should be much easier in the future. The woman in Tsing Yi looked at the little boy in front of her through the portrait with her deep gaze across the distance.

Yi Yuan suddenly felt a little flustered, feeling that he was being targeted, and he was watched from head to toe. Is this an illusion? He stared at the portrait, his head slightly raised, and the eyes in the portrait seemed to be smiling at him, and he suddenly couldn't stop beating the drum in his heart: "You can't see me, you can't see me." "

"Xiaochen, you wait for me, I am now at the peak of refining the void, and I am only one step away from the Dao realm, I believe we will be able to meet again soon. The woman in Tsing Yi on the top of the mountain whispered softly, slowly retracted her gaze, her thoughts gradually calmed down, and her body slowly blended into this small world, ethereal.

"Zheng'er, you asked me before whose portrait this is, and I don't want to say more. Now that things have changed, while I am still conscious, I will tell you now: this is a portrait of your mother, which she left behind when she left, and she left her breath on it. After a long time, Old Man Yi looked at the portrait and said heavily.

"When I'm old and confused, I guess I'll die, and I don't want her to see me dying. "

"To see or not to see, she remained in her heart until the day she died. Old Man Yi said to himself seriously.

"When you are old and confused, I don't know if I can survive until then, my divine thoughts have retreated greatly in more than ten years, and I have retreated from the peak of foundation building to the early stage of foundation building. At most, about thirty years, when the divine thoughts are dissipated, it is estimated that it will not be far from the death of the body. "

"The old man is now over eighty years old, how can he say that he can live for at least forty years in the innate realm, and he will live longer than himself, how can he be old and confused?" Yi Zheng secretly sneered.

obediently walked to the table and bowed silently three times. Yi Zheng was also full of emotion, although he had already guessed in his heart, but now that it has become a reality, he sighed for a while.

When I was a child, I often saw my father closing his eyes under the osmanthus tree, and it turned out that he was missing his mother.

"When I was young, I entered the innate realm at the age of eighteen or nineteen, and once I went deep into Funiu Mountain, picked a 10,000-year-old ginseng, and when I was happy, a woman in Tsing Yi fell from the sky, seriously injured and fainted. "

I didn't think much of it at the time, so I took it home. When the veil was removed, I was stunned: she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen in my life, and the woman I was most excited about, and I knew I liked her. "

When she woke up, with the help of 10,000 years of ginseng, her body had recovered after a few years of cultivation. During this time, we fell in love with each other and finally came together. "

"Those ten years were the most memorable and happiest moments of my life, and then you two brothers. "

"I also knew about the path of cultivation at that time, but unfortunately I didn't have the qualifications to practice, and I didn't live until I was one hundred and twenty years old in my life. "

"When you were five years old, I knew that I could no longer bind your mother's path of cultivation, she was always going to live forever on the path of cultivation, and I could only spend a lifetime of prosperity and loneliness in the mortal world. "

"Your mother is gone after all, and she told me that when you are thirteen years old, someone will take you to practice, and then leave this portrait and three incense sticks. Tell me that when I light the incense, she will sense it. "

The moment she turned to step on the flying sword, a tear fell under the osmanthus tree. I know she can't bear me, and I can't bear her. "

And so she went...... When you were thirteen years old, I lit the incense, and I knew she sensed it, and I cried for a long time with joy at that moment. Soon after, a woman in red will take you to practice. "