"Old Patriarch Grandpa~~~" Tiptoeing, Fang Yue walked over and shouted softly, for fear of shocking Fang Heng.

Less than a step away from the old man, seeing that Fang Heng still didn't react, Fang Yue touched his chin strangely and quietly walked in front of the old man.

Sitting cross-legged, the old patriarch with gray temples was cultivating, his eyes were slightly closed, and the jade seat made of several amethyst stones was glowing with a faint purple gas, and the old man was sitting in it, like an emperor, which was not easily approachable.

With his small hand supporting his chin, Fang Yue looked at the white-haired old man in front of him with a little melancholy, feeling distressed. Compared with the last time, in a short year, a lot has changed~~ At this moment, the old patriarch in front of him is much older, and the wrinkled face can no longer see the red light of the past, but instead of the vicissitudes of life, the face is haggard.

It seems that thousands of years have passed in the blink of an eye......

Ten years ago, on a mountain peak not too far from here, the patriarch of Fang Heng, who was passing there, saw a young child less than two years old trembling and groping among the flowers on the top of the mountain, alone, with his head up, cute and smart eyes, and a smiling little face, haha kept chasing the "distant" butterflies......

Coming to the side, the young child's mouth couldn't stop calling "Mom~Mom~", although he was young, but he didn't have a trace of coquettish crying intention, and the chubby cute little face made people have an urge to pinch at a glance.

"Hello, grandpa, can you help me catch a butterfly?~~~ hehe" A childish child's voice hit the old man's soft heart, the spiritual power operated, broke through the air, and a butterfly appeared in front of the young child between his hands, dancing, graceful ~

"Thank you, grandpa!" The smile on the child's face made the old man who had just lost his beloved grandson unbearable to leave alone, and stayed to play with the child, the old man couldn't help but sigh in his heart: How much heart did his parents have to put in to be willing to leave such a cute and well-behaved child!

............

After the old patriarch went back, there was another lovely child in the village, and with the old man's ardent expectations, this child had his own name - Fang Yue. This is what the old patriarch told the boy when he grew up, and it was also what he wanted to know the most, about his life experience.

Since he was a child, Fang Yue's heart has been deeply rooted in the feelings, of course, the old patriarch has become the most respected person in his life since he came to this world and has his own emotions, this, no one can surpass! And for the ruthless parents, whenever others talk about it, he always smiles, he doesn't hate them, and there is no reason to hate them~

In the young man's heart, he really hoped that they had just encountered some unspeakable hardship?

Just when Fang Yue was confused, the old man's body moved, smiled and opened his eyes that had been through vicissitudes for a long time, and looked at Fang Yue lovingly, and for Fang Yue, there seemed to be something missing in this kind of eyes~~~

~Old, really old~ Time passes in a hurry, no one can resist the erosion of the years, the old patriarch is no exception, all the actions of the old man seem to be very slow, or very difficult~~

"What's the matter?Fang Yue, you've always been very strong, why are you a weak woman today?Men don't flick when they have tears!" A pair of old hands gently wiped the tears from the corners of the young man's dark eyes, and the old man said with a little dissatisfaction.

"It's okay, grandpa!" I don't know when, a trace of tears flowed from his eyes, and Fang Yue, who came back to his senses, quickly wiped away his tears and forced a smile. So many years have passed, and now like this, the old patriarch does not forget to chatter, always beating himself, strong, strong~~ How can he let him down~~

"Come, let Grandpa see, how is the results of this year!" Smiling, Fang Heng raised Fang Yue's hand, closed his eyes again, and activated his spiritual power, an unusually thick materialized yellow spiritual power poured out from the old man's ring, to the extent that Fang Yuntian, a professional spiritual power cultivator, could not reach it! The level of control may not be far from reaching the top realm of that continent!

In this vast and boundless continent, only by reaching that level can we be called a real powerhouse, a well-deserved emperor~~!

Thinking of this, Fang Yue couldn't help but feel a little emotional, the former overlord called for wind and rain, invisibly deterring the world. And now, it has fallen into such a miserable situation, and there are only a handful of strong people~~~

Bansang, the old patriarch opened his eyes, at this moment, the old man looked at Fang Yue with more relief, but also a little lost, "Fang Yue, in the past year, from the middle stage of the Quenching Spirit Realm to the current middle stage of the Spirit Realm, you have improved a lot, this is worthy of affirmation." Patting the little hand he was holding, Fang Heng nodded like a loving father.

"But ~ I feel that you haven't done your best, and it's not all you can achieve~" At this time, there seemed to be some reproach in the old man's tone. Although he is old, he may not be far from leaving. But as the former patriarch of the Fang clan, the mission inherited by the Fang clan for a thousand years, it is their responsibility to return the former royal family to them.

Countless clansmen have dedicated their lives and even their lives to this, but the results are not satisfactory~~~

If it was just an empty word before, then, at the moment Fang Yue appeared, it seemed that all this was no longer so far away~~~

"I'm sorry, grandpa, I'll work hard next!" Fang Yue, who was still waiting to be praised, was splashed with cold water, and his heart suddenly became half cold, and he lowered his head and said.

"It's okay, just work hard in the future, grandpa doesn't blame you!" Feeling the frustrating atmosphere, Fang Heng smiled and said, "Let's go, Fang Yue, grandpa will take you to a good place!"

"Really?it's great~~too~~" As soon as he heard that there was a good place to play, the frustrated Fang Yue jumped up, and the atmosphere on his original face suddenly disappeared, but when he just opened his mouth and was about to congratulate him again, Fang Yue seemed to think of something?

"I won't fool you again this time!" I promise," the old man stood up as he spoke, looked at Fang Yue seriously like a child, and raised four fingers and grinned in reassurance. Seeing the old patriarch's funny expression, Fang Yue couldn't help but laugh, anyway, he was used to it, and he was not afraid to break it. Suddenly, the small stone room was filled with the laughter of the old and the young~~

In the dark night, on the empty grass that Fang Yue saw originally, the red sandalwood flowers bloomed again, a cave house appeared immediately, the elegant paint door slowly opened, and an old man and a young man walked out of it, with a smile on his face, the old hand holding the small hand, a yellow light flashed, turning into a rainbow and running into the distance~~~

After a while, two figures landed on the top of a mountain, from here, you can look down on all the surrounding scenes, the mountain ~~Sichuan ~~ seems to have the majesty of the king of the mountains.

"Grandpa, what are we doing here?" Fang Yue asked puzzled, looking at the endless dark night around him.

"Child, this is where I met you~~" Fang Heng stroked his slender pale beard and said with emotion.

"Here~~ I was brought home by my grandfather here~~" Trying to open his eyes wide, Fang Yue tried to adapt to the surrounding environment and take a look at this long-lost place!

Quietly in the night sky, there was only a bright moon in the sky, Fang Yue slowly walked among the flowers on the top of this mountain, almost exactly the same as Fang Heng said, one flower and one grass......

For so many years, grandpa has never been willing to tell him where the peaks are, and he and Xiao Hei have been constantly looking for similar places, but they can cross the peaks and canyons, but they can still only imagine in their memories the place where they are overgrown with flowers and they are abandoned, and the scars that have appeared countless times in their sleep~~~