Consciousness, the moment Fang Chen reached out and touched the blood-colored long sword and felt the cold feeling coming from his fingertips, he was suddenly sucked into a mysterious place.

He didn't hear the faint voice of the Ziyang Ancestor that resounded through the heavens and the earth, nor did he see the huge waves in the Ziyang Sect because he suddenly became a true disciple. At this time, Fang Chen only had one voice left in his mind, a voice that was unfamiliar to him and felt extremely familiar from his soul.

In a mysterious place like a starry sky, Fang Chen's body of consciousness stared wide-eyed, staring closely at the hazy figure in the distance that was covered by Dao brilliance. This figure was just a back, but it was such a back that looked extremely hazy and seemed to be as far away as a starry sky, and the moment he saw it, Fang Chen's entire heart trembled violently.

"Mother...... Dear!" His voice trembled, and it was no longer possible to maintain the calm on his indifferent face.

In fact, from the previous change in Beishan, the Baizhang Jiaolong rose in the sky, and the word "young master" was said to himself in the majestic divine thoughts, coupled with the behavior of the Ziyang Ancestor to give the true herald after that. The connection of all this had already made Fang Chen almost completely sure that these things were related to his extremely mysterious mother, whom he had never met in his two lives.

It's just that now that his consciousness has been sucked into this place, the moment he saw this hazy back, Fang Chen still couldn't help but feel violently, and a complex mood mixed with excitement, excitement, expectation, and a hint of resentment suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart like an upside-down five-flavor bottle for a while.

The word mother occupies too much weight in a person's life. And maternal love is something that no one can replace. It's just that Fang Chen, whether in his previous life or in this life, he has never seen his mother, let alone enjoyed the maternal love like a family.

In his previous life, he thought that his mother had died early, coupled with the tragic changes in the Fang family after that, Fang Chen was sad and sad, but he didn't have much thought. However, in this life, he suddenly knew that his mother had not died, but had disappeared, more precisely, because of the forcible intervention of some factors that were difficult for the Fang family to resist.

The purple wind blowing in front of the house before the mother disappeared, and the father who went to the Ziyang Sect and was kicked out, all kinds of reasons show that the mother's disappearance is unusual. And this was also the reason why Fang Chen was bent on going even though he knew that the current Purple Sun Sect was facing a huge crisis.

He wants to get his mother back, for his father's sake, and for his own sake.

Only now, does the mother really appear?

Fang Chen wasn't sure, after all, this was just an illusory mysterious space, just looking at the hazy figure that seemed to be on the other side of the starry sky, he was still striding forward, frantically wanting to rush over, wanting to see his mother who had never been seen in two lifetimes. However, no matter what he did, his figure could only stand still, and it was difficult to get close to it.

"Ahh

"Chen'er. Then at this moment, on the other side of the starry sky, the back was opposite, and in the light of Dao Dao, a gentle and light voice suddenly sounded.

At the moment when these words sounded, Fang Chen, who was originally a little manic, suddenly trembled violently, and immediately, a clear color suddenly appeared in his bloodshot eyes.

This gentle and light voice, Fang Chen could be sure that it was the first time he heard it, but the moment this voice sounded, there was an indescribable sense of familiarity that permeated from the bottom of his heart. This familiarity has unconsciously penetrated into the soul.

Not only Fang Chen, but at the moment when the word "Chen'er" came out, the hazy and divine figure sitting cross-legged like an immortal in the light of the Dao Dao also trembled very faintly.

The entire mysterious space seemed to be violently shaken by the trembling of this figure, and it seemed to be about to collapse. It's just that this sense of collapse suddenly disappeared in the next moment. And the gentle and light voice also came slowly from the light again.

"When you hear this passage, it means that you have come to the Purple Yang Sect and have been recognized by Xiao Jiao...... Mother didn't know if it was a blessing, but ...... The Purple Yang Sect is credible, but before you become a Dao Venerable Realm, don't look for any traces of me, remember to remember...... If you can achieve Dao Venerable, you and my mother and son may have a chance to meet again......"

In the intermittent voice, the hazy figure with his back to Fang Chen looked more and more brilliant and dazzling, and in this brilliance, the hazy figure seemed to be dissipating little by little.

It seemed that he also felt that time was running out, and there was a touch of urgency in the gentle and light voice.

"This sword is called Blood River, it is a rare killing weapon, and when it was forged, it fused a drop of Chen'er's blood, and it can barely be called a natal divine weapon. So, don't worry about it eating up the Lord...... If possible, Xiaojiao will be unsealed from under this mountain...... Time is running out, and this wisp of divine thought can't last long. Mother ......"

Suddenly, the hazy figure sitting cross-legged with its back opposite stood up, and at this moment, it slowly turned towards Fang Chen.

Light and shadow fly, turning into pieces of colorful butterflies flying in the void. The hazy figure, while turning, continued to dissipate. And Fang Chen's eyes were staring at the boss at this moment, without blinking.

It's just that no matter how hard Fang Chen tries, he can't see the face that is constantly dissipating in the brilliant light and shadow, and all he can see is a pair of soft eyes except for an extremely hazy outline.

In those eyes, he seemed to see himself, his father who was far away in Fengyan City, and his mother, who he had never seen before, and now he couldn't see his face even if he saw him......

Bang!

At this moment, Fang Chen's consciousness trembled suddenly, and a feeling of whirling heaven and earth came to his heart.

"Mother, wait for Chen'er!" At the last moment, Fang Chen used all his strength to shout out such a sentence.

In the northern mountain, Fang Chen was still standing motionless, and in those eyes that were full of dullness without the slightest color, a cloud of mist suddenly appeared, and then two lines of tears slowly slipped from the corners of his eyes.

"Alas. ”

A soft sigh came from the side, and Luo Qingyan's figure didn't know when she had appeared here. She shook her head slightly, her gaze fell on the Blood River Sword in Fang Chen's hand, her expression was a little complicated.

As if the frozen body suddenly trembled, a brilliant light flashed in those dull eyes, and then disappeared, and Fang Chen finally woke up at this time.