Above the Immortal Cultivation

After leaving Xie Lingyun's cave, Wang Lu released the sound blade, jumped up, and with all his strength, the sound blade broke through the air.

He originally had many things to do, such as repairing the Six-Star Gongyue Blade, returning to Liubi Mountain to visit his mentor, the founder of the Liufu Sect, having a drink with Xu Kui, condensing golden elixir, and going to the Lingcai Pavilion to visit Zhu Ning... ....

But he was eager to return home, and he couldn't wait to return to the small mountain village at the foot of Yunwu Mountain to be with his parents.

The sound blade crossed the mountains and oceans, chasing the stars and the moon. It took him three months to reach Liupi Mountain. In less than a month, he returned to the small mountain village that haunted him.

At this time of year, autumn has just begun, the autumn wind is blowing wildly, and the yellow leaves in the mountains and the weeds in the mountains are flying "clatter" and "crash", and I look at my home from a distance.

He is even more timid when he is close to his hometown, which is the best portrayal of him now.

The former thatched house disappeared and was replaced by a bluestone bungalow.

Looking closely, he saw that the bungalow was reinforced with a strong simple formation that could withstand the erosion of the wind, snow and scorching sun. It was obviously the work of a monk, which made Wang Lu feel relieved.

The house has not been expanded and remains the same size.

Wang Lu walked in the autumn wind and came to the courtyard gate, picked up the door knocker and put it down again.

He didn't dare to use his spiritual consciousness to sense it because he was afraid that his parents were not at home.

After a long time, I heard the constant barking of hunting dogs from the courtyard, and then, a somewhat aged voice came out: "What's your name, Rhubarb? Come in quickly. It looks like it's going to rain."

"Dad, maybe there are some guests coming today. Every time the big yellow barks, guests will come to the house. This time the barking is so fierce. Is Luer going home?"

Zhang Yan's hoarse voice came from inside the room.

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang"

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang"

"Stop knocking, here we come."

Hearing the urgent knocking outside, Wang Hao, with a few wrinkles on his forehead and gray hair, hobbled slowly to the courtyard gate with a cane.

"Creak", the wooden door was opened by Wang Hao.

A gust of autumn wind rushed into the yard instantly. Wang Lu plopped down and knelt on the ground. Looking at his father who was still somewhat strong, his eyes turned red and he choked with sobs: "Dad, the child is back."

The crutch in Wang Hao's hand slipped to the ground unconsciously. He looked at the young man in front of him who looked somewhat similar to his childhood. He pulled his child up with trembling hands and kept saying: "It's good to come back, it's good to come back, let's go." Your mother is in the house, she will be very happy if she knows you are back."

"mother!"

Just when Wang Lu raised his head, Zhang Yan came behind Wang Hao unknowingly and looked at Wang Lu intently, with a soft look on his face.

"Mom, I miss you!"

Wang Lu almost crawled to Zhang Yan, hugged her legs tightly, and his tears kept flowing.

"Silly boy, get up and let's talk in the room. My son is getting more and more handsome. I'm very happy for my mother."

Zhier Moruomu, Zhang Yan secretly felt that Wang Lu had returned home.

Wang Lu turned around and closed the courtyard door. He walked in the middle, supporting his father and mother with both hands.

Returning to the main room, it was the same as when I was a child, with the old wooden table for eating, four long wooden benches, and on the stone wall hung my father's shabby raincoat and a raincoat a few sizes too small, which Wang Hao used for hunting. Bows and arrows, Wang Lu’s small bamboo bow and arrows, as well as some bamboo hats, hoes, etc.

Seeing them, Wang Lu felt like he was back when he was a child, clamoring to go hunting in the mountains with his father every day. Twenty-three years later, he transformed from an ignorant and ignorant child into an accomplished cultivator who was about to condense the golden elixir. By.

I said goodbye to my parents when they were half a hundred years old. Now my father is in his seventies and my mother is approaching her sixtieth birthday. Even with the elixirs provided by the sect and a large amount of food, oil and meat every year, the lines of time are still deeply drawn on their faces. on them.

Wang Lu asked: "Mother, didn't the Mengmeng Sect arrange for someone to come? Why are there only the two of you at home?"

"Dream Sect? My son, it's not like you don't know your father's temper. No one can stay at home except for family members. Your father will feel uncomfortable even for three to five days, let alone for many years. That Flying Eagle Gang Six years after you and your master left home, you came to our house without any explanation, built us this bluestone house, and arranged for two young girls to take care of us. However, your father refused directly. They come four times a year, and they bring all kinds of ingredients every time. Your dad and I are old now, but they are very polite to us, saying that my son, you are much better than their gang leader. Your dad and I listen After arriving, I was secretly happy, but also worried about you. As we grow older, I am afraid that I will not be able to see you until the day I die. Fortunately, my parents know that you will be very happy when you are back. It’s time to leave, but we are content.”

While talking, Zhang Yan looked at Wang Lu, who held her hand tightly.

Mother and son are silent to each other, and many words can be clearly understood even if they are not said.

"Lu'er, where is your master? How is Brother Qiu now?"

Wang Hao asked.

"Master...he...has passed away."

Wang Lu said in a low voice, feeling Zhang Yan's slightly tighter grip on his hand.

"Oh, I didn't expect that such an old god would take one step ahead of me."

Wang Hao seemed to have returned to the memories of their drinking and chatting more than 20 years ago.

"Master first took me to Liubi Mountain, which is millions of miles away. Liubi Mountain is not like our Yunwu Mountain. This mountain has spiritual veins. Anyone with spiritual roots who practices the corresponding immortal cultivation techniques will If you can absorb the spiritual energy from the world and practice immortality, there will be a chance of becoming an immortal. Because of his spiritual roots, Lu'er was favored by his master and asked him to teach him the skills and embarked on the path of cultivating immortality. The lifespan of a person will increase with the improvement of cultivation and realm. For example, the lifespan of immortal cultivators in our realm can be as long as two or three thousand years. If they ascend to the upper realm, they may live forever and live as long as heaven. "

Wang Lu briefly explained to his parents what cultivating immortals was.

"Lu'er, you must practice well and absorb more spiritual energy. My parents are old and I don't have any extravagant hopes now. I just hope that you will be well. It is best to bring the name of our old Wang family to the fairy world, haha."

Wang Hao seemed to see Wang Lu hanging the name of his old Wang family high in the fairy world, blooming with rays of light, shocking the whole world.

"You're an old guy who can only think nonsense. Haha, I hope Lu'er can find a wife soon and let us meet her. Then we can die in peace."

Zhang Yan said jokingly.

"Mom and dad, please look."

After Zhang Yan finished speaking, Wang Lu absorbed a trace of Sun Xue's charm from Zi Jiu's soul, and cast a spell to transform Sun Xue's phantom out of thin air.

I saw Sun Xue in a white dress, with a cold and pure appearance that kept strangers away, vividly displayed in front of Zhang Yan and Wang Hao.

"Yeah, Lu'er, this girl is the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. What's her name and where she lives now? Tell me."

Zhang Yan fell in love with Sun Xue as soon as she saw her, and her intuition told her that this girl was his daughter-in-law.

"Mother, her name is Sun Xue. She is a woman I met by chance and had a relationship with her. However, I don't know where she is now?"

Wang Lu explained to Zhang Yan.

"Lu'er, the love of your life is just like my love for your mother. You must never abandon this girl."

Wang Hao heard what Wang Lu said and said in a deep voice.

"I understand, Dad, don't worry, I will remember it."

Wang Lu solemnly assured them.