Now that he has been promoted, Yu Fei is embarrassed to bully the small.

After seeing many disciples and grandchildren, he found a nearby spiritual mountain to refine the two old demons.

After the tempering of the Samadhi True Fire on the ninety-nine eighty-first day, the two old demons were refined into two golden pills, and the true spirits were also refined into the ignorance and consciousness as if they were newborn.

Yu Fei's luck soared, and after killing this old demon completely, Yu Fei also got rid of the catastrophe, and the spiritual platform was clear for a while, and the "he and me" that could not be sensed for a long time suddenly became clear.

Igniting the first "he and me" is the most difficult, and igniting the legend of his and my promotion means that from now on life will be completely sublimated and truly embark on the eternal road.

Yu Fei didn't want to miss the opportunity, and after releasing the flying sword and issuing a command, he went all out to sense the first "him and me".

……

On top of an unnamed mountain, there is a dilapidated Taoist temple, and only half of the plaque is left, with the words "Holy Emperor" on it.

The Taoist temple is overgrown with weeds, and the temple is also leaking everywhere, through the sprinkled moonlight, I saw that the temple is not enshrined in the Sanqing Tianzun, but a statue of the emperor whose face has been blurred, and there are two palace dresses beside him.

"Hmmm......"

A pained snort rang out, breaking the silence in the mountains.

Under the statue of the god enshrined in the Taoist temple, a black figure slowly stood up.

The pain in his body made Yu Fei can't help but hum, his limbs are sore, and he seems to use all his body's strength to even stand.

"Is that?"

Yu Fei muttered to himself.

Memories came in an instant, the main god, Daming, Datang, Shushan, these memories seemed to be real and illusory, as if they were real, and they seemed to be just a big dream that was a little longer.

"Hmm..."

The sharp pain of cancer erosion made Yu Fei snort again.

He sat on the ground, and his weak body couldn't make Yu Fei stand anymore.

A wry smile leaked from his face, I'm afraid it's really a big dream, my body, where is the "Yu Taishi" who is admired by thousands of people all over the world in that dream.

Moved his body slightly, leaned on the altar, took out a piece of chocolate from his backpack, tore open the package, and held it in his mouth, with a little calorie supplement, Yu Fei's body quietly felt better.

I didn't dare to sleep again, for fear that I would never wake up again as soon as I fell asleep, this dream was too long, Yu Fei was homesick, and wanted to go back to see his parents again, even if it was just a glance.

Leaning on the altar, Yu Fei forced himself to keep his eyes open and waited for the night to end.

I don't know how long later, a glimmer of bright color began to appear in the sky, and after a while, the morning sun rose, the rising sun sprinkled on the body, and the body quietly had some warmth.

Picking up the travel bag, Yu Fei got up with difficulty and walked out of the Taoist temple slowly, came to the door and was trampled by something, staggered forward two steps, and held on to the door frame to stabilize.

When I looked down, I saw half a door plaque.

"Inspiration"

Yu Fei muttered in a low voice, "What a broken name, it's really ugly." ”

Following the path, Yu Fei slowly descended the mountain, and this Inspiration Manifestation Emperor Temple, although dilapidated, but by the morning sun it looked a little strangely solemn.

Coming out of the mountain, Yu Fei came to the county seat on the tractor of the villagers at the bottom of the mountain, and after thanking this kind brother, he didn't want to delay for a moment and took a taxi to the airport in the city.

Sitting on the plane and looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, Yu Fei unnaturally thought of the flying of the imperial sword in his dream, and couldn't help but laugh at himself in his heart, he was sick and stupid.

Yu Fei's place is not far from his hometown, the plane arrived in his hometown city in less than two hours, looked at his mobile phone, it was already more than three o'clock in the afternoon, after a day of driving, Yu Fei just drank some water, although he didn't want to eat, but he knew his body, and if he didn't add some nutrition, I was afraid he would not be able to hold on.

After leaving the airport, he didn't care about the price, Yu Fei ordered a bowl of gruel, forced himself to eat down, and his body felt a little better.

I returned to my hometown in the evening, this is a small village, thanks to the blessing of the country, there are no dirt roads in the village, as early as a few years ago, all of them were replaced with cement roads, and many families have also built small western-style buildings.

The villagers who had eaten dinner sat in twos and threes on the big field drying wheat at the entrance of the village, chatting about their parents' shortcomings.

Since Yu Fei went to college, he rarely went home, and he was sick and his face was ugly, but everyone didn't recognize Yu Fei, watching Yu Fei slowly walk into the village, only a few people took a look, and they didn't pay attention to him.

Coming to a red brick house in the east of the village, Yu Fei couldn't help but shed tears, and he didn't dare to knock on the door for a while.

"Squeak"

The door opened, and Yu's father walked out with a small maza in one hand and a dry tobacco stick in the other.

His hair is a little gray, and his waist is a little hunched, and he is ten years older than what he looked in the video more than a year ago.

"Dad."

Father Yu was stunned when he heard the shout, and then he looked up and saw Yu Fei standing outside the door.

"Feizi, it's really you."

As he spoke, he dropped the small slab and cigarette stick, bent down and grabbed Yu Fei's arm in a few steps, and kept touching it up and down.

"Dad, it's me."

Father Yu burst into tears, nodded and muttered, "It's good to come back, it's good to come back." ”

"Fei Yazi is back, Shuping, Fei Yazi is back."

"Bang" The sound of porcelain shattering came, and Yu's mother ran out quickly with an apron.

After seeing Yu Fei, he also said with tears in his eyes: "It's good to come back, it's good to come back." ”

……

Lying in the room on the second floor, Yu Fei looked at the stars hanging in the sky through the window above his head, thinking about his parents tonight, and couldn't help but regret his impulsive behavior of going home.

I have been dying for a short time, and dying outside can still make my parents have a thought, just as my son is just missing.

Let your parents watch themselves die, and let them send white-haired people to black-haired people? Can they bear the pain of losing a child like this? Yu Fei's heart was in pain.

Yu Fei, who just wanted to come back to see his parents and die, broke out with a strong sense of survival at this time.

"I can't die, I want to live, I want to accompany my parents, I must not die."

Yu Fei roared in his heart, and at this time, a mantra suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Thinking is forgetful, body weakness is luck, heart death is alive, and yang prosperity is yin."

Blessed to his soul, Yu Fei moved his body with difficulty and posed in a strange posture according to the somewhat vague dream picture.

There seemed to be a gentle voice in his ears teaching Yu Fei.

The breathing gradually lengthened, and the pain in his body seemed to disappear, and Yu Fei's face leaked a relaxed smile that he had never had since he got sick.

The morning sun rose, and the gentle sunlight shone on Yu Fei's face, but for one night, the blue and white color on his face had faded, replaced by a hint of ruddy, and there was still a little fluorescence faintly under the sunlight.

When he opened his eyes, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and his temperament changed arrogantly, as if he had changed people.

"Master, you saved me again."