In order to have a stable life, Yang Mu's mother did not hesitate to sacrifice herself, exhausting her yin yuan to be harvested to replenish yang, leaving only one month of life.

The current poplar has experienced 80,000 years of cultivating immortals, and he has not tasted this kind of family affection for a long time, and he has not fulfilled his filial piety. In a month's time, Yang Mu was filial to his mother and truly became Yang Mu.

Laundry and cooking, taking care of his mother, taking care of the spiritual land, and living an ordinary life.

A month later, Yang Mu's mother slept peacefully forever, with a smile on her face, indicating that she was very satisfied.

In the past, Yang Mu was ignorant, thinking that his mother was his shame, and he often insulted his mother, which made his mother very sad. In the last month of his life, Yang Mu changed and became a filial son, so his mother walked peacefully, which should be the happiest time for her after entering the Yang family.

Yang Mu obeyed his mother's last wish, cut down bushes, cremated his mother's body, and buried it in his mother's hometown in the future.

A fire, incinerating everything, looking at his mother, Yang Mu couldn't help but sob. The movement of the flames attracted other clansmen in the village.

Yang Mu and his mother have a low status, and if they die, not many people will pay attention. The attention attracted is all from the same lowly clansmen as them.

"Yang Mu, the festival mourns and changes, live a good life in the future, don't let down your mother's hard work......"

"Mourning ......"

"Don't be too sad, your mother is finally out of the sea of suffering, you should be happy for her......"

Most of them are words of comfort, after all, people die more than heaven.

However, in the world of cultivating immortals, the degree of cruelty between people is more than that of mortals, but no one dies more than the sky. It's just that these people are all low-level monks, and their status in the Yang family is very low, not much different from ordinary mortals, and they still have more respect for the dead.

There are also disrespectful people who take the opportunity to find fault. I saw a wind blade slash over, splitting the blazing fire in half, sparks shot out, and the bones of Yangmu's mother were scattered.

"No ......" suddenly, Yang Mu pounced, trying to stop it, but it had already happened, only to see him fall to the ground, his hands ignoring the heat of the flames, picking up the scattered bones.

"Yang Mu, you're not dead yet. I heard that your mother's slut, in order to exchange for a Zhu Guo for you, sold herself, and let your seventeenth uncle suck up the Yin Yuan. Originally, I didn't believe it, but when I saw this flame, I was convinced, it was really moving, haha......"

Three young men stepped from the northwest direction of the village, the one who spoke just now was the one in the middle, and the wind blade was also cast by this son, with the help of a spiritual jade fan in his hand, they were all dressed as a broad young master, and the green jade pendant on his waist was much more conspicuous than the cyan jade pendant of poplar. The three teenagers were younger than Yang Mu, two or three years younger, but they had reached the second floor, and they all had storage bags hanging on their bodies, which showed that their status was far superior to that of Yang Mu.

"Yang Xiao......" Yang Mu recognized the three people, and only called out the name of the person in the middle. It was these three people who made the poplar fall into the stream and go down the river for more than 100 miles.

"Yangmu, how far you drifted down the river a month ago is a bet for the three of us. I wanted to ask you when you came back, but the family inheritance was delayed for a month. It's not too late, tell the truth, or I'll throw you into the Xia River. ”

"Yang Mu's mother has just died, can the three young masters ......" An old man couldn't stand it, but he only dared to say well.

"What's your business, if you don't want to die, get out of the ...... for Young Master Ben"

"Brother, this old man is your and my uncle according to generation, you can't be like this, otherwise it will insult our identity. ”

said so, but Yang Xiao's eyes were fiercer than anyone else's, and he glanced at the clansmen around him.

As soon as he heard this, he looked at the eyes of the three people, who dared to help speak, and the old man immediately retreated and fled here while he was not paying attention. Not only the old man, but the others also left far away for fear of harming themselves.

"Say it, poplar ......"

The others walked about the same, Yang Xiao was closer to Yang Mu, holding his low-level spiritual jade fan in his right hand, and as soon as he slid open the fan, the wind surrounded him, ready to shoot at any time.

Yang Mu suppressed the anger in his heart, he understood that he was powerless to resist and could only be humiliated, "a hundred miles ......"

"A hundred miles, how can it be a hundred miles......

"Haha, I won, I won, a hundred miles ......"

The happiest is Yinnan, and the most unhappy is Yang Lu, and Yang Xiao has a calm face, but he is also unhappy.

Taking advantage of the situation, Yinnan arched his hand a few times and said with a smile: "Admit it...... Shouldn't you bet on me? ”

"What's the hurry, yours is indispensable. I'm not reconciled, and if I gamble again, I'll bet on Yangmu. Yang Lu was unwilling.

Yinnan suddenly became interested, so he asked, "How to gamble ......?"

Yang Lu hadn't figured out how to gamble, but Yang Xiao thought about it, and said: "Yang Mu, your slut will die if she dies, just throw it out, why pollute my Yunxia Mountain." Stop immediately, or I'll use the Wind Spirit Fan to blow the bones of your slut out of Yunxia Mountain, so that you can't find them. ”

Yang Mu was frightened, stopped moving, and remained motionless.

"Huh...... How did you become so well-behaved. It's not that I soaked in water for a day, and I soaked it well. ”

For Yang Mu's actions, Yang Lu and Yinnan were a little surprised. In the past, Yang Mu was very stubborn, especially in the face of the three of them, always coming the other way around. Otherwise, how could Yang Xiao and the others always find trouble with Yang Mu.

Yang Lu and Yinnan knew what to bet on, and the two made eye contact and determined their respective choices. I saw Yang Xiao look back and look at Yang Lu to signal, indicating that he had the same choice as Yang Lu.

Yang Mu lay on the ground, supported with one hand, lowered his head, and closed his eyes, "My mother is dead, please let the three of you let my mother go, and let me collect my mother's bones." ”

"Leave your mother alone......? It's up to you to see if you're sincere......"

"What do you want?"

"Kneel, kneel in front of the three of us, kowtow three times one by one, and shout that you are a cheap species, willing to be a slave and a servant, and serve us. ”

As soon as Yang Xiao's request was raised, Yang Mu raised his head violently, showing a glaring glance, and quickly accepted that look, buried it in his heart, and couldn't bear it.

Kneel and kowtow, and that sentence, it's all shame. Yang Mu has only done it once in more than 80,000 years, and that was a month ago, kneeling in front of his current mother, he had never been persecuted like this, and he had never suffered such humiliation.

Yang Lu laughed, insulting Yang Mu became his greatest pleasure, "Haha...... Yangmu, you have to think clearly. You're a, it's not an insult. If you're willing to kneel, I'll let you and your slut go. ”

Yang Mu still endured it, endured this shame, his fists were clenched very tightly, and his nails were inserted into the flesh.

It was only a month to really get along with his current mother, and Yang Mu clearly remembered his mother's longing for hometown before she died, and he didn't want his mother's bones to scatter in the suffering place of Yunxia Mountain.

For the sake of his mother, but also for himself, Yang Mu planned to humiliate once. There is no way, you can only blame yourself, your strength is not good, and you can only be humiliated.

"Good ......" said lightly, but it was very difficult to say.

After speaking, Yang Mu endured the severe pain, bent one knee, and knelt down on one knee. Yang Xiao asked them to kneel on the ground, and Yang Mu couldn't bend the other foot for a long time.

"I actually agreed......" Yang Xiao squinted at Yang Mu, unable to believe that Yang Mu would accept it.

"Kneel quickly, don't grind...... Either you don't kneel......" Hearing this, he knew that Yang Lu must have chosen the wrong one, with a resentful expression on his face.

Yang Mu chose to compromise and slowly bent his knees to kneel on his feet. But just as he was almost on his knees, a man came and ended his humiliation.

"It's noisy, I have time to make trouble, and I don't want to cultivate......" A middle-aged man who looked like he was forty or fifty years old walked over, with an ordinary appearance, which was somewhat similar to Yang Mu.

"Uncle Seventeen......"

"Uncle Luochuan......"

Seeing the visitor, the three of them didn't dare to make a mistake, and greeted respectfully.

The person who came was Yang Mu's biological father Yang Luochuan, a direct disciple of the Yang family, his actual age had reached sixty years old, because of his cultivation, relying on spiritual nourishment, he looked like he was in his forties, and his cultivation had reached the ninth layer of condensation, and he was also a master in the Yang family, so he made Yang Xiao and them respect him so much.

"That's it, the three of you go back to the inner mountain to cultivate, and you can't leave the inner mountain if you have nothing to do. ”

"The disciple obeys the ......"

Not daring to disobey, Yang Xiao and the others had no choice but to leave, and before leaving, they glared at Yang Mu, they would definitely not let Yang Mu go if they had the chance.

"Get up......" Yang Luochuan said coldly, he didn't have much affection for Yang Mu's son, he was very serious, and he didn't even want to look at it.

Yang Mu got up and lowered his head without saying a word.

This made Yang Luochuan extremely surprised, in fact, he came over very early, watched from the side for a while, and saw that Yang Mu was willing to be humiliated for his mother.

"I know you hate me as a father, but the Immortal Cultivation Realm is like this, far more cruel than you think. It's hard to get a foothold with your temperament. I've already arranged it for you, and I've done my duty as a father. As long as you cultivate the family's Fierce Cloud Determination to the third layer, I will arrange for you to go out to take charge, do you hear clearly?"

"Hear me clearly......" Yang Mu replied, the kind that you were cold.

It should be that he was very annoyed by Yang Mu's attitude, Yang Luochuan turned around angrily, walked a few steps, and stopped and said: "By the way, with your mother's identity, it is not appropriate to be cremated here, so as not to cause trouble." ”

"Is it ......" Yang Mu is still cold to you.

Seeing him so cold, Yang Luochuan became angry, waved his hand, and didn't know what kind of spiritual weapon he had urged in his hand, only to see a piece of rain falling, extinguishing the flames that were still burning.

Yang Mu didn't care about his father, and silently cleaned up his mother's bones. It had already been partially burned, and there were his mother's ashes in the soot, and the poplar was put away little by little.

Because of the rain, the ashes were wet, and it was a lot of trouble to put them away, but it didn't stop the poplars, and they were slowly collected until they were cleaned.