Chapter 3 Departure

Above the starry sky, a young man in white was looking at the moon of the Chen family. He had been standing here for two days and two nights, but he had no intention of leaving.

Who is this man? There is no doubt that this person is Chen Xuan, and there is a reason why he is standing here:

It's been a while since the end of the ceremony. Chen Xuan broke through the seventh turn of Xuangong, and used this time to consolidate his cultivation.

The Great Ancestor had already set him as a target, and he naturally didn't want to stay on the moon any longer. Therefore, he came up with the guise of "going out to travel" and was going to go out for a while.

He thought that he would have to put in a lot of effort to get out, but he didn't expect that the ancestor would agree without much effort.

This can't help but make him feel unreal, but think about it, it's only been eighteen years, will the Great Ancestor be in such a hurry? He has been waiting for several mythological eras, so naturally he won't even be able to wait for this, after all, now that Chen Zhan has not gone out, and this precedent has not been set, he will naturally not be forced so tightly like he forced Chen Nan later.

Since the Great Ancestor and they agreed, Chen Xuan naturally would not hesitate to leave. But before he could leave, he had to say goodbye to someone.

Looking back at the entire Chen family, the only ones who could let him stay and say goodbye were perhaps his mother and the widow of the Eight Souls.

He flew to the mountain range where the Eight Souls were, where his mother had always lived.

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"Mother, then I'll go first." Chen Xuan is saying goodbye to a beautiful and vulgar woman.

The woman who cleaned up the vulgarity was Chen Xuan's mother, and she was saying to her son with tears in her eyes: "Go, child. When you are away from home, take care of yourself; Remember ......"

Looking at this extraordinary strange woman in front of her, just like an ordinary mortal woman, she told her son a thousand times and gave ten thousand instructions, which made Chen Xuan's heart very uncomfortable.

He didn't enjoy much maternal love, and he was not like the protagonist of a general novel, who was pampered and loved by his father and mother, grandfather and grandmother and other relatives at birth. As soon as he was born, he was carried away by the Great Ancestors, soaked in potion since he was a child, and did not have a warm embrace; From the snack to the strong medicinal effect of the natural treasure, there is no mild and delicious meal; From an early age, devilish training began, without play and joy.

There is a little bit of joy, but it is only brought when the realm is broken, not the legendary warmth and family affection......

Coupled with his own desperate and desperate cultivation, he has created him today, and he has created a demon who has reached the seventh turn of Xuangong at the age of eighteen. It is precisely this effort that makes him surpass the sages, even the Eight Souls and Chen Zhan back then did not have his efforts and spirit.

Talent is important, but if there is no corresponding effort, then Chen Xuan will not be able to reach this height. Therefore, Chen Xuan's world-class cultivation is not accidental, but has a certain inevitability.

It is precisely because of this that he has not enjoyed much maternal love, and he has not even met his mother. Only on his birthday could he go to his mother, and in the whole eighteen years, he saw her less than thirty times.

It is precisely because of the lack of love that he becomes cold and ruthless......

He paid tribute to his mother, grandmother, grandmother, great-grandmother, great-great-grandmother...... After saying goodbye, he walked out of Chen's house, and now under the starry sky, looking at Chen's house on the moon.

This stop lasted for two days, until the third day, when he moved...... He was gone, and he left without looking back.

In the vast universe, a rainbow light swept for 90,000 miles, like a gorgeous meteor, and the shining light shone on the **Eight Desolations.

A figure is speeding towards the human world, like a long rainbow through the sun, like a galaxy falling into the nine heavens, like an aurora flashing a type......