The night wind is howling and the stars are dotting. Outside the Chengtian Mountain Range, not far from Qingping Village, two figures rushed wildly, passing through the forest and leaves, one was calm and relaxed, his expression was indifferent, his eyes were thoughtful, and the other was holding a long sword, panting slightly, and followed closely.

It was Jiang Feng and Ji Gang who went down the mountain without permission!

"It's here!"

Standing still, Ji Gang wiped the sweat from his forehead, smiled and said to himself, Jiang Feng nodded lightly, and looked at the few villagers who came over.

"Yes...... It's Brother Ji's baby!"

"It's Ji Gang! It's Ji Gang who is back!"

"Haha! It's really our little fairy from Qingping Village who is back!"

A few villagers stepped forward slowly, immediately recognized Ji Gang, called out in surprise, pulled Ji Gang closer to take a closer look, looked left and right, and was not enthusiastic.

"Uncles, it's been a long time!"

They are all neighbors of the same village, Ji Gang greeted them one by one, without the slightest arrogance and impatience, Jiang Feng watched quietly from the side, and found that Ji Gang's expression and tone were all sincere, and there was no pretentiousness, and he couldn't help but think a little more highly of Ji Gang. He has seen many people from the mortal world, after worshipping the Cloud Palace, he feels that the scenery is infinite, superior to others, and he is unapologetic and contemptuous of the old acquaintances of the former neighbors, Ji Gang's heart is already rare.

"Quick! Hurry up and get the village chief here! How can you not tell him the old man of such good news first?"

"Yes! Look at my memory, I forget this stubble as soon as I am happy! I'll go right away!"

"Let Tiewa go, he runs fast!"

"yes!"

Several villagers pulled Ji Gang to greet him for a while, and then he remembered what was going on, and hurriedly sent a sturdy young man with dark skin to invite the old village chief. At this time, several villagers finally noticed Jiang Feng, who had been silent on the side, and saw that Jiang Feng's face was delicate and handsome, and his eyebrows were extraordinary, but his face was very good, not like the people in Siping Village.

An aunt with a big waist stepped forward, looked at Jiang Feng carefully, patted his arm, and said, "This kid is really handsome!

"I've seen all uncles and aunts!" Jiang Feng didn't care, nodded hello to several villagers, and greeted each other with a smile. Seeing Jiang Feng's kind face and polite conversation, several villagers unconsciously got a little closer, and also pulled him closer.

A middle-aged man with a tough body, wearing a sleeveless short coat, stopped the woman who wanted to ask again, and said: "You mother-in-law, this child and Xiaogang have come all the way, they are guests, why are you asking so much?"

The previous aunt glared back at her man, and was about to speak, when an old voice had already come - "Xiao Gang, where is Xiao Gang?"

Everyone looked back and saw that not far from the village, an old man with gray hair, long shirt and green clothes, and kind eyes, was walking briskly with a cane under the support of a young man, who was the old village chief of Qingping Village.

"Grandpa the village chief!"

Ji Gang shouted happily, hurriedly stepped forward, and held the old village chief's arm. The old village chief's hands trembled slightly, patted Ji Gang's shoulder, trembled softly, and said, "It's good to come back!"

After that, the old village chief blamed the villagers again: "You children, why didn't you tell me earlier when Xiaogang came back?"

"Village Chief, don't be angry! Didn't we invite you early in the morning?"

The villagers were scolded for no reason, but they didn't return the favor, they just laughed and asked the old village chief to dissipate his anger. Jiang Feng could see that this old village chief should be a respected elder in the village, extremely majestic, and he also nodded to him.

"This is ......"

Seeing that Jiang Feng had an outstanding temperament, the old village chief turned his head to Ji Gang and asked. Only then did Ji Gang remember his negligence, and hurriedly introduced to the old village chief: "This is my second senior brother in the sect, Jiang Feng! Today, I heard that I wanted to go back to the village to visit my mother, so he specially accompanied me down. If it weren't for my brother's help, I wouldn't have been able to get down the mountain so easily. ”

"It turns out that he is also a little immortal elder!" The old village chief heard Ji Gang's introduction, and hurriedly gave Jiang Feng a Confucian salute, Jiang Feng didn't dare to accept it, and was busy helping the old village chief up before saluting.

In the cognition of mortals, a person who cultivates immortals like Jiang Feng is a real immortal, different from mortals, and can control their life and death with a single thought, and cannot be offended. But Jiang Feng has been taught etiquette by Ye Hongfei since he was a child, and he has been deeply affected, although he is often accused of being too sour, but it is impossible for him to kneel and bow to an old man.

"Have you come back to visit your mother?

The old village chief pulled Ji Gang and walked towards the village, followed by Jiang Feng. At this time, the people in the village had been all alarmed, and they gathered at the entrance of the village one after another, wanting to meet the pride of their Qingping Village-Ji Gang.

Seeing this, the old village chief frowned slightly, waved his hand and said to the villagers: "You are all scattered! What is it like to be stuck here, and what should you do?" Don't get in the way of this child visiting his mother!"

At this moment, Jiang Feng suddenly noticed that there was a subtle divine thought locked on his body, his heart froze, and his expression pretended to be normal, but his eyes had already begun to sweep towards the villagers in front of him without a trace. And because of the order of the old village chief, the villagers sighed lightly, and finally had to disperse reluctantly with a little regret.

Because of this, Jiang Feng's search had to be interrupted. He didn't dare to use the Yuan Shen power, so as not to startle the snake, but at this time, the night was curling, and although Qingping Village was not big, the population was also hundreds, and he couldn't lock the target for a while. In fact, if it weren't for the fact that he had practiced the Soul Breaking Needle and had been constantly refining his Yuan Shen Power according to the scriptures in it to make it more and more refined, so that his Yuan Shen Power level would have been greatly improved, I am afraid that he would not have been able to discover this wisp of divine thought that came from nowhere.

"Is it a casual cultivator who temporarily lives in the village, or a demon cultivator of the Youluo Sect?"

With doubts, Jiang Feng followed the old village chief and Ji Gang into Qingping Village, and along the way, when many children looked at him and Ji Gang, their expressions were full of admiration, and their eyes seemed to be flashing with little stars. But Jiang Feng didn't find anything suspicious anymore, as if the feeling just a moment was just an illusion.

At the same time, Jiang Feng also found that the people in Qingping Village were simple, and the villagers were all simple and sincere people, and they did not show too much flattery and sycophancy because of his identity with Ji Gang. However, there is still more or less awe, and this should be the irreversible thoughts of mortals about the mysterious and powerful "immortals" in their eyes!

Ji Gang was the only person in Qingping Village who had successfully entered the Cloud Hall in the past fifty years, and it was no wonder that they regarded him as the pride of the village, after all, in the eyes of the villagers, Ji Gang was already a list of immortals who were different from mortals.

Because of the order of the old village chief, Jiang Feng and his party were not hindered, and walked all the way to Ji Gang's house.

On the way, the old village chief described to Ji Gang in detail: "More than a month ago, there was a demon beast that came out of nowhere to hide in our Qingping Village, cannibalism and chaos, but we have not been able to find him, people were panicked at that time, until an immortal chief passed by, which helped us get rid of the monster and return a peace in the village."

"But half a month ago, your mother suddenly fell ill, and there was nothing serious, so she didn't let me tell you. But later, people in our village began to disappear one after another, and we were worried that there would be another monster rebellion, so we wrote to you. Although I later found out that it was a false alarm, the letter has been sent, and I originally wanted to write you a new letter so that you don't have to remember it, but one day, your mother suddenly fell and her condition worsened rapidly. She insisted on not telling you, but I decided to write you a letter to let you know the details!"

Ji Gang was silent, while listening, while blaming himself, in order not to worry about himself, his mother was seriously ill and had to hide it, if it wasn't for the old village chief to tell him, I am afraid he would never know, Ji Gang only felt that he was ashamed of being a son of man, and quickened his pace, and after a while, a wooden house full of traces of time came into the eyes of the three of them.

"Mother!"

Ji Gang called lightly, and was about to run towards the wooden house quickly, but was stopped by Jiang Feng. Ji Gang turned his head suspiciously, only to see Jiang Feng's right hand flipped, and a black paper fan appeared in his palm, handing it to Ji Gang.

"Senior Brother Ji, put away the sword and take this paper fan!"

"Why?" asked Ji Gang.

Jiang Feng was silent, and the tone of the command that could not be objected to made Ji Gang even more puzzled, but Jiang Feng just transmitted again: "In order to verify one of my conjectures!"

Ji Gang was anxious at this time, and he didn't want to dwell on this matter anymore, so he threw the long sword to Jiang Feng, and then picked up the paper fan and rushed to the wooden house. Jiang Feng put away the long sword of the unified system that the Cloud Hall had allocated to his disciples, followed Ji Gang, and rushed into the wooden house almost at the same time as him.

The two rushed into the wooden house, Jiang Feng was about four or five people away from Ji Gang, and the two were speechless for a while. Inside, the furnishings are very simple, most of the furniture is old, and it looks like it has been many years old, but there are a few new ones. Near the head of the bed, an oil lamp flickered with a dull flame, making the room look groggy.

There was a woman lying on the bed, dressed in plain cloth, with an old face, covered with wind and frost, and the years had mercilessly carved one scar after another on her face, obviously only middle-aged, but it seemed to be dying. She is Ji Gang's mother!

The two of them suddenly rushed into the house, but Ji Mu did not panic, obviously she had heard the movement outside the house. Ji Mu trembled and stretched out her old right hand, fixed between the two, but seemed to be slightly on Jiang Feng's side.

"Is it Xiaogang?"

"Mother!"

Ji Gang couldn't hold himself anymore because of his mother's trembling voice with a crying voice, put the paper fan behind his waist with his backhand, stepped forward, clenched his mother's slightly trembling right hand with both hands, knelt on the ground and cried in a low voice.

"Kid, why are you back?

Mother Ji listened to her son's crying, and also left two lines of old tears, her heart fluctuated, and she coughed a few times. Ji Gang was shocked, and hurriedly patted his mother's back to comfort his mother.

"Mother, are you okay?"

Looking at his mother's old face, Ji Gang's self-blame became even stronger, and his heart seemed to be pierced by thousands of sharp blades. He lost his father when he was young, and his mother worked tirelessly to raise him singlely. Later, he worshiped in the Cloud Palace, nearly ten years, and was only allowed to go down the mountain a few times, the original intention of the sect was to hope that the disciples of the sect would not be too obsessed with mortal dust, but every time he came back and saw his mother's suddenly aging face, Ji Gang couldn't stop his tears.

Especially this time, my mother was seriously ill, but she still insisted on not telling herself, just so as not to worry herself, and she was willing to endure the torture of the disease.

......

If I travel thousands of miles and go away at night, there will be a gentle light in the night, which will be lit for me in the distance, and call my hesitant steps. That's the Mother!

If I make a mistake and fall into the air, there will be a cloud under the endless cliff that will hold me up and soothe the fear in my heart. That's the Mother!

If I have no way to go, there will be a long and smooth bridge before the road is broken, and I will be willing to step slowly. That's the Mother!

She is willing to sacrifice everything for the sake of her children, without complaint or regret, just because she is a mother and loves you without asking for anything in return......

Jiang Feng shook his head and sighed lightly, took out a spiritual light bead, raised his hand and threw it, embedded it in the beam, and illuminated the dim room with light.

"Mother, what's wrong with your eyes?!"