My Master Is a God

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Yang Yiyun knelt down while speaking. With his cultivation level at his level, he could clearly feel how much his father's emotions were fluctuating at this moment. He was full of worry. After seeing that he had returned safely, his emotions after a stone fell to the ground were... Contains strong emotional fluctuations.

"Get up quickly~"

Yang Guozhong helped Yang Yiyun stand up, patted Yang Yiyun on the shoulder and said, "You have suffered a lot these years~"

When Yang Yiyun heard this, he felt even more bitter, but he shook his head and changed the subject: "Where is my mother?"

"She is feeding chickens in the purple bamboo forest behind the house." Yang Guozhong laughed.

Yang Yiyun was stunned, what is this?

The old man digs the ground and grows vegetables like an old farmer, and his mother Duanmu Wan'er is actually feeding chickens. Is this still a god?

Seeing the astonished Yang Yiyun, Yang Guozhong smiled and said, "It's that child from Yuan Qing. Your mother caught the magic chicken from somewhere. She took great care of it and put it in the bamboo forest and feeds it every day."

Yang Yiyun knew that Yuan Qing was the youngest son in his father's mouth, so he didn't say anything. As long as his parents were happy, whatever they did was right.

In my heart, I feel a little happy about my son Yang Yuanqing, and I know that it is rare to be filial to my grandparents.

"The children are very 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 hadn't cared about them for so many years, and his parents had taken care of them most of the time.

"Go over and see your mother. She...she has been worried about you the most for so many years..." Yang Guozhong said.

Yang Yiyun trembled in his heart and nodded, and the father and son walked towards the bamboo forest.

He really didn't care much about his mother Yang Yiyun. The last time he came out of the Eternal God Realm, he only stayed with his parents for less than ten days.

Now that I think about it, I really shouldn’t have.

When the father and son came to the bamboo forest, they heard loud cooing sounds from a long distance away.

Yang Yiyun believed that he was still thinking about what kind of magic chicken it was, and it was so loud.

After walking into the bamboo forest, Yang Guozhong shouted: "Wan'er's son is back~"

Most people in Yunmen didn't know that Yang Yiyun was back this time.

The first person he met was his master Yun Tianxie, and then he came to see his parents.

"Whoosh~"

A ray of divine light almost followed Yang Guozhong's words.

Yang Yiyun could see clearly that it was his mother Duanmu Wan'er.

"Son... son~"

Duanmu Wan'er's voice was trembling and her eyes were red as she appeared in front of Yang Yiyun.

Thousands of years ago, the Heavenly Clan's thirty-three-day palace filled the God Realm looking for Yang Yiyun. There was a huge uproar. Naturally, she knew about it. Only then did she know that what her son was facing was the Heavenly Clan's Emperor, the most powerful force in the entire God Realm. The presence.

So after Yang Yiyun disappeared, she didn't worry about it every day.

In the past, Yang Yiyun had never told anyone who had ascended from Yunmen that his enemy in the God Realm was the Thirty-Three Heavenly Palace and the Supreme Emperor. However, since the Thirty-Three Heavenly Palace filled the God Realm looking for Yang Yiyun, the matter was revealed by Yunmen. After the experienced disciples knew it, Duanmu Wan'er naturally knew it too.

It was then that she realized how much pressure was on her son's shoulders.

What enemy to face...

As a mother, Duanmu Wan'er didn't know how many times she had cried secretly.

After ascending to the God Realm, he naturally also learned about the cultivation system of the God Realm, knew about the Emperor, how powerful the Thirty-Three Heavenly Palace was, and how different there was between his son and the Thirty-Three Heavenly Palace.

She was extremely worried, even worried.

Now that I finally saw that my son was back safely, I couldn't bear it anymore and my eyes flickered downwards.

Choking, he called out to his son.

"Mom~ I'm back."

"Son~"

Duanmu Wan'er hugged Yang Yiyun in her arms, fearing that she was delusional or a wrong dream, and her son would disappear in the next second.

For thousands of years, only they knew the worries of the couple.

Yang Yiyun finally comforted his mother after half an hour.

I keep talking about how strong I am, but I also know in my heart that my previous idea of ​​reporting good things but not bad things was wrong, and my parents and relatives will still have things to worry 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 more at ease.

"Wan'er, please let go. Isn't my son back?" Yang Guozhong looked at Duanmu Wan'er's red and swollen eyes and couldn't help but say.

"Aren't I happy~" Duanmu Wan'er finally let go, wiping her tears and glared at Yang Guozhong, who shrank his neck.

Yang Yiyun wanted to laugh when he saw it. He could actually tell that his parents had a very good relationship. His father still doted on his mother. He thought to himself: "The gods and concubines said that maybe this is what their parents are like~"

"Son, let's go. Mom will stew the magic chicken for you today~"

Duanmu Wan'er waved her hand, and a colorful divine chicken cooed into her hand deep in the bamboo forest.

"Go dig vegetables~" Duanmu Wan'er then glared at Yang Guozhong.

"Ah~ Oh, okay, okay, I'll go right away~"

Yang Guozhong came to his senses and disappeared in a flash.

…

There was only a small courtyard of 50 to 60 square meters. Yang Yiyun helped his mother kill the magic chicken and wash the vegetables. Then he stopped. His mother did not want to help, and happily went to the kitchen to work.

At this time, he and his father Yang Guozhong were sitting at the purple bamboo table in the small courtyard.

"You have such a great reputation. I have been thinking about your mother's magic chicken for thousands of years, but she has been raised as a treasure. She has to complain about it for several years if she loses a feather. If I kill one today, I can be considered a favor to you. It’s all gone, haha~”

Yang Guozhong jokingly came over and sat down with a puddle of wine in his hand, poured it for Yang Yiyun and said: "Often, I brew this myself~"

Yang Yiyun smiled politely and took a drink. He thought it was some divine wine, but he didn't expect that his father's brew turned out to be white wine. He immediately thought of the earth...

I feel a lot of emotions in my heart. My parents grow vegetables and raise chickens here. They are all cultivated by gods, and they actually cook every day...

It was unique, but he also envied this kind of life.

He hasn't eaten in thousands of years.

Holding the wine glass, Yang Yiyun felt strange for a moment. He thought to himself that maybe this is also a kind of Tao. There are many different ways to seek different things. Not everyone may be thinking about improving their cultivation strength, which is the way to practice Tao!

Yang Guozhong looked at his son who was deep in thought, and seemed to know what he was thinking, and said: "I disappeared in the desert, and your mother came to find me later. We went through many hardships in the mountains and seas, and then we were reunited when you appeared. What I want is Tao, that’s your mother.

After going through life and death, I thought I would never see your mother and you brothers and sisters again, but then our family reunited. From that time on, I knew that what I wanted was my family. As for cultivation, I have become a god and have unlimited longevity. We are all content.

I just hope you can be safe. One day our family can raise chickens and grow vegetables. That would be even better. That is the way of the true God. Son, you promise us that no matter what happens in the future, you must... be strong and be good. Is it okay to survive? "

"Boom~"

Yang Yiyun listened to his father's words, and every word entered his heart, and there was a roar in his mind. His soul was trembling at this moment, and he felt like his soul was waking up from the hazy state, which was very strange.