Feng Heng is not a person who does not know the times, the cultivation of this mysterious person is obvious, Feng Heng believes that Tang Fei can be taken away directly with his means, there is no need to talk nonsense with himself at all, and even if he fights, he is afraid that even if there are so many people on his side, he will not be able to get better, but looking at his current appearance, he is obviously scruples, so he can only try to save something without touching his bottom line.

All in all, there is this person who is afraid that he will not be able to kill Tang Fei today.

The fortune teller smiled again, "Okay, two is two, but don't go too far!"

Feng Heng nodded, then thought for a while and said, "The first request, I want an eight-hundred-year-old medicinal soul rejuvenation grass!"

Feng Heng felt a little aggrieved in his heart, but thinking about it, if he could exchange Tang Fei's life for Ren Yan's life, it would not be a loss compared to trading, to be honest, Feng Heng didn't have too many scruples about a ten-year-old child, and it didn't hurt to leave him, even if this mysterious person accepted him as a disciple, then it would probably take a long time for him to grow up, and he couldn't stop and wait for him all the time.

The fortune teller frowned, "Eight hundred years? It's hard for you to be an old man, but I just have a six-hundred-year-old plant here, so if you want it, you can take it, and if you don't want it, you can only change another request." Then he took out a box from his bosom.

"Huh?" Feng Heng was taken aback, he actually just said it with the attitude of giving it a try, and he didn't expect him to really be able to take it out, after all, who would carry something like that kind of unattainable, unless this person already knew that he would want this thing so he prepared it in advance, who the hell is he?!

Is there really an immortal in this world? Feng Heng doesn't know, but recently he is really a little suspicious, first he saw the peerless foreknowledge of the person who made the thousand machine box, and now he has seen a living prophet, if it is not an immortal, could it really be that there is such a trajectory that can be traced by the number of fate?

"Okay...!" Although Feng Heng's heart was surging, he could only pretend to be calm as much as possible, but his eyes never left the box in his hand.

When the fortune teller heard this, he threw it casually, and saw that the box flew down smoothly and fell straight into Feng Heng's hand.

Feng Heng hurriedly opened it and took a look, only to see a medicinal herb lying quietly inside, judging from his knowledge, it was indeed a rare soul rejuvenation grass.

Feng Heng forced himself to put the box away slowly, but he heard the fortune teller laugh and said, "It's really strange, why don't you just ask for a soul rejuvenation pill?"

"Huh?" Feng Heng was stunned, indeed, he seemed to have walked into a misunderstanding, always thinking that the most important thing at the moment was to find a soul reviving grass, but he forgot what it was used for after finding it.

The fortune teller immediately understood something when he saw his expression, and said, "Don't be afraid, you have a second request, if you want a soul rejuvenation pill, I can give it to you." ”

Feng Heng raised his eyebrows, Fang had already been stupid once, how could he be stupid again at this time, now that the soul grass is already there, it's a big deal to waste some effort, if you want another one, it's just a waste, this master is so powerful, how can this request be mentioned casually.

"No, this second request, I'm going to..."

"Wait!" Feng Heng was about to make his request, but the fortune teller interrupted, "I think it's best for you to keep this second request first!"

"Keep it... Why?"

The corner of the fortune teller's mouth twitched, "No, I just think that you may have more important things to ask me for help in the future." ”

Feng Heng frowned, guessing in his heart the meaning of his words, since he said that, maybe he really had something unexpected to ask him in the future, this old man's ability he had just seen.

"Even if what you say is right, how am I going to find you in the future, in case..."

Feng Heng didn't finish speaking, but he saw the fortune teller throw out a thing, and hurriedly reached out to take it, and found that it was a small token, with a Taiji diagram engraved on both sides, and the workmanship was very fine.

"When the time comes, take this token to the Two Realms Mountain to find me, and I will naturally fulfill my promise today. ”

"Two Realms Mountain?!" Feng Heng hadn't yet spoken, but he heard an elder next to him exclaim.

Feng Heng turned his head to look at him and said, "You know?"

The elder nodded, but he wanted to speak and stopped, but at this moment, he heard Tang Xuan's exclamation, "My child, my child...?!"

Feng Heng hurriedly turned his head to take a look, and sure enough, he saw that the fortune teller had disappeared, it was really a divine dragon who could not see the end, and he was not in a hurry to ask what the place of the two realms mountains was, thinking that they should know about the Thousand Sect Masters.

Now there is only one thing left, that is, to meet Feng Yuan, to be honest, Feng Heng doesn't want to see that ruthless man, but he also knows that he is still his son no matter what, and this love that blood is thicker than water cannot be erased no matter what.

The group came to the rockery pool in the front yard, Tang Xuan naturally didn't have to worry about her being able to escape under the siege of everyone, as for Feng Zheng, it was true that he saved his life, but he was afraid that he would not be able to cultivate again in this life, for such a person, Feng Heng only felt that killing him would dirty his hands.

The entrance to the secret room is obvious, there is a stone cave on the rockery, which can lead directly to the bottom of the lake, Feng Heng went down the damp steps step by step, thinking that this Tang Xuan had spent a lot of thought here.

Tang Xuan had been like a corpse walking with Tang Fei since he was taken away, his face was gloomy and he didn't say a word, he just obediently followed everyone.

After walking for a while, a heavy iron gate appeared in front of me, and the light here was a little dark, and this gate seemed to lead to hell.

"Open!" Feng Heng stood still in front of the door, turning his head to Tang Xuan behind him.

However, Tang Xuan's eyes were still glazed and he turned a deaf ear to his words.

Feng Heng snorted, and punched at the iron door, and immediately heard a bang, and the entire iron door collapsed, revealing the scene in the secret room.

This secret room is not large, and an oil lamp inside can illuminate the whole room, but the sight in front of them makes everyone stunned.

I saw that there was nothing else in this secret room, only a big cross-shaped iron stake in the middle, a person was tied to the iron stake with his arms outstretched, and his long unkempt hair covered his low-hanging face, so he couldn't see who was tied to it, but Feng Heng recognized him almost immediately, yes, he was his father, the former head of the Feng family... Wind Abyss!

'Smack!' With a loud crisp sound, Tang Xuan's whole body flew out, hit the stone wall next to him and bounced back to the ground, and his whole face was suddenly swollen like a pig's head.

It was Feng Heng who beat her, although he hated Feng Yuan, but there was a reason for that, but Tang Xuan treated him like this, but he was completely cruel!

Feng Heng withdrew his hand, slowly walked towards the cross, and stood in front of the man.

He was clearly unconscious now, or the loud noise of breaking the iron door just now would have caught his attention.

'Bang bang bang...' a few crisp sounds, followed by the sound of iron chains falling to the ground, Feng Heng raised his hand, and caught Feng Yuan, who had lost support and turned upside down, and suddenly became angry again, Feng Yuan almost had no weight, you can imagine what kind of tortured body was wrapped under his tattered robe.

Is this really his father, the big tree in his eyes?

Feng Heng had imagined countless situations of meeting him again, all of which made him completely regret what he had done back then, shattering his self-esteem little by little, and making him feel ashamed of himself from now on, but meeting like this, unless Feng Heng also became a god, otherwise it would be impossible to imagine it anyway.

But fortunately, Feng Yuan is not dead, and Feng Heng has never thought of killing him, because what he wants to kill is his heart!

Feng Heng slowly put him on the ground, and then took out a few pills for him to take, judging from the pulse, he seemed to have suffered a very serious internal injury, of course, Feng Heng naturally couldn't check whether a person was crazy or not, and the main reason why he was in a coma now was probably caused by hunger.

This made Feng Heng's contempt for him rise a little more, he was so unkind back then, but he never thought that one day he would be tortured like this by another person who was even more unkind.

Feng Heng saw that his breath gradually calmed down, and said: "I want to take him to his mother's grave to worship, you can stay here and wait for me first, let the sect send some people over after I go back this time, whether it is the Feng family or the Tang family who will go later, there should still be some foundation, by the way, the largest pharmacy will be given to the couple in the hotel before." ”

"Yes. The people around him answered.

Feng Heng nodded and picked Feng Yuan up, "Huan'er, come with me." ”

Xiao Huan'er naturally didn't need him to say that she would follow, after so much, although the two of them have not yet officially decided on any names, if nothing else, Xiao Huan'er will definitely be the daughter-in-law of the Feng family in the future, and naturally she will go to worship the spruce.

Spruce may not be so lonely now than he was when he was alive, his grave is located in a large tomb complex, which is the ancestral tomb of the Feng family, and the dense burial mounds cover almost half of the mountain, which makes Spruce's grave look unremarkable.

Even Feng Heng searched for a while before finally finding this familiar and friendly name, he slowly put down Feng Yuan, who was still unconscious, and looked at the mound of loess in front of him, tears couldn't stop flowing out.

Just under this mound, lies the person who loves her in the world, her smile, her crying, her loving eyes when she looks at herself, and the past is still vivid.

'Bang', Feng Heng knelt down heavily.

"It's been six years... Mother... The child is back..."His voice trembled because of crying, Xiao Huan'er thought for a while and came over to kneel down side by side with him, and kowtowed respectfully three times.

Feng Heng was about to say something, but saw Xiao Huan'er turn his head to look at him, and then said to the tombstone of the spruce: "I... My name is Xiao Huan'er, and I am... Your daughter-in-law, Feng Heng is very good, you don't have to worry about him anymore, he not only helped you avenge you, but also helped me avenge, although he rarely mentions you to me, but I think you must be the greatest mother in the world, because it is the first time I have seen him cry in so long!"

Feng Heng couldn't help but smile when he heard this, and pulled her hand with relief.

"Little... Xiao Heng..."At this moment, he heard a weak cry from behind.