"Tell me what's going on!" Cheng Xuan listened with a worried face, but did not ask his son himself.

"Yunjianmen got a family of 10,000-year-old spirit grass back then, this news somehow leaked out, attracting most of the sects of the Yuan Kingdom to come and plunder, although Yunjianmen said that the sect that has been inherited for thousands of years, where can it resist the encirclement and suppression of the remaining six sects. Master and Uncle did not hesitate to risk their lives for the continuation of the incense of Yunjian Gate, so that our junior disciples scattered and fled, I am one of them, I almost died several times, I am afraid that I will never see you again in the future, so I come back to take a look and leave!" Cheng Qian said with some whimpering, although he is already a monk in the foundation building period, who can be ruthless?

"Alas, the gentleman is innocent and guilty, this is the unchanging law of any place, since the father sent you to cultivate immortals, you would have expected this step a long time ago, but you can't have a long relationship with children, you have to live, don't bear a lot of pressure. Your mother and I are already half-buried people, as long as you are safe, it is better than anything else!" Cheng Xuan sighed leisurely, although he is only a mortal, but he has walked around in the rivers and lakes, how can people walk in the rivers and lakes without being stabbed, in his words, if you don't get stabbed, then you are not a man, Cheng Qian is his good son, but the laws of the rivers and lakes are ironclad and unchanged, and what about immortal cultivators, this law is also unchanged.

"Let's go, don't let your mother see it, otherwise it's going to be trouble again!" Cheng Xuan seemed to have made a decision, glanced at Cheng Qian reluctantly, and said these words resolutely.

Cheng Qian didn't expect that he and his parents hadn't seen each other for ten years, and his father would see it so openly, and this state of mind was much more reckless than that of an immortal cultivator.

"Alas!" Cheng Qian also sighed, he knew that he shouldn't come back, but he still chose to come back and take a look, as an immortal cultivator, he naturally had to abandon the red dust and not be bound by the world, although he still has relatives now, but decades later. Or a hundred years from now, where will there be any relatives?

As an immortal cultivator, if he can't abandon the red dust, then he will always stand still, he can only be a little monk, no matter how talented he is, the avenue is ruthless, if he wants to go further, he can't be stumped by family affection.

"Take care of your father, take care of your mother!" Cheng Qian's eyes showed a hint of reluctance. How much he wanted to have a reunion dinner, but this request was destined to not be met, because once he ate this reunion dinner, then he would not leave again, and he would give up his identity as an immortal cultivator and live his whole life!

"Let's go, forget about us, don't look back outside, eat and drink enough and don't want to go home, the boy is determined to be in all directions!" Cheng Xuan's eyes showed reluctance. But he knew that his son was an immortal cultivator, he was just a mortal, and his existence would only affect his son's path.

A tear flowed down Cheng Qian's eyes. Afraid that his father would see him crying, he suddenly turned around, sacrificed the Sharp Wind Sword, and stepped on it. From now on, heaven and man will be separated forever, and I can't come back!

"Qian'er ......"

An old woman, leaning on a door frame. Standing at the door of the room with teary eyes, looking at her son who was about to leave, she knew that she couldn't shout, but she couldn't help it, she hadn't seen her son for ten years, and she finally saw it today, but she only saw her son's back.

The love between mother and son was deep, Su Lanwan's heart was like a knife, she couldn't help it, and shouted lovingly.

Cheng Xuan stood at the door, his eyes closed, and a trace of tears also flowed, what he didn't want to happen, it still happened, he waved his sleeves and returned to the house.

Although he just said that to his son, in the end, it depends on his son's own concentration, if he can't even pass this level, then don't cultivate immortals, and return to farming.

"Qian'er ......"

Cheng Qian, who had just stepped on the Sharp Wind Sword, was trembling by this call, and burst into tears, but he didn't dare to look back, so he could only stand silently on the sword, and he didn't urge the mana.

He wanted to agree, but he didn't dare to agree, he was conflicted in his heart, how he wanted to turn back, take a look at his mother, how much he wanted to shout, mother!

"Qian'er, my mother knows that you are leaving, and my mother is satisfied to be able to see your back in this life. Su Lanwan's face was full of tears, she looked at her son's back with kind eyes, and murmured, "Child, you wait for a while!"

As she spoke, Su Lanwan turned around and returned to the room.

Cheng Qian was very obedient, he didn't launch the Sharp Wind Sword, this was the last time he listened to his mother's words.

It didn't take long for Su Lanwan to hold a stack of clothes in both hands, walked out, and slowly walked towards Cheng Qian.

He felt that his mother was coming, but he didn't look back, and once he did, he would be even more reluctant.

"Qian'er, although I haven't seen you for ten years, my mother will make a dress for you every year, my mother knows that you will grow up, so I will make clothes according to your age every year, although these ten clothes are not as good as the robes on your body, but they are sewn up for my mother by stitches, Qian'er is outside, no one makes clothes for you, my mother will make it for you, no matter whether you will come back in the future, my mother will still make a dress every year and put it in your room!"

"Qian'er, every day my mother will cook a meal and send it to your room, if you are hungry outside, there is food at home, you can eat. ”

Su Lanwan said slowly, Cheng Qian was already crying, his divine sense had already shrouded the entire Cheng Mansion, and he had already seen the three dishes and one soup on the desk in his room.

He had long known that his mother had made a meal for him, although he had not returned for ten years, his mother had one meal a day a day, and he was happy to send it into the empty room that was uninhabited, and once he was hungry outside, even if he didn't have to meet his mother, he could eat the food made by his mother.

Cheng Qian, who couldn't cry, trembled all over, raised his head suddenly, took a deep breath, stretched out a hand with his back, but did not speak.

Su Lanwan knew which hand, she showed a knowing smile on her face, holding ten pieces of clothes, walked behind Cheng Qian, smelled her son's breath, and subconsciously stretched out her somewhat wrinkled fingers and touched her son's hand.

"My son has grown up, and the small hands of the year have now become big hands!" Su Lanwan smiled, put the clothes on Cheng Qian's hands, smiled and wept, and looked at her son's back silently.

Cheng Qian withdrew his right hand behind him, looked down at the thick clothes in his hand, and a tear fell on the shirt, drawing a wet spot.

He wrapped his clothes in his arms and held them in his arms, which were sewn by his mother with a needle and a thread, and had the smell of a mother.

The line in the mother's hand, the wanderer's shirt.

Before leaving, I am afraid that I will return late.

Whoever says an inch is careless, and he will be rewarded with three springs!

"Mother, the child is not filial, and he can't support your old age!"

Cheng Qian finally couldn't help it, but he still called out his mother, and with a wave of his big sleeves, the door of his original room opened suddenly, and the three dishes and one soup placed on his desk flew out smoothly, circling around Cheng Gan's body.

Even though he was reluctant, at this moment, he yelled: "Father, mother, the child is gone!"

The Sharp Wind Sword under his feet erupted with a burst of dazzling golden light, and the whole person soared into the sky, disappearing at the end of the sky in an instant.

Cheng Xuan also walked out slowly at this time, with tears in his eyes, holding Su Lanwan in his arms, and both looked up at the direction where his son disappeared......

Cheng Qian spared no effort to fly wildly, sacrificing a spiritual power shield to block the wind from the food that revolved around his body, preventing the cold wind from blowing the hot dishes cold, this is not the residual temperature of the meal, but the residual temperature of his mother at this time.

Under a few flashes, Cheng Qian landed on a mountain five hundred miles away from Anyang City, sacrificed a fairy sword, and dug out a cave with a burst of mana.

People flashed in, put the food on the stone table, looked at the food on the table, but could not eat with their parents, and cultivating the immortal road was destined to be a lonely road.

He picked up the chopsticks and ordered the food to be eaten one bite at a time, full of family affection.

Cheng Qian finally relented and didn't look back at his mother, but he didn't regret it, this is the path he chose, why regret it?

"Delicious!"

"It's delicious, mother, this is my favorite dish!"

"It's good to have a mother!"

After a while, Cheng Qian ate the food on the table cleanly, the corners of his mouth were fragrant, his lips were greasy, and he wiped his mouth after eating, and he didn't want to go home!

"Yes, I don't want to go home!"

Cheng Qian laughed, took out a piece of clothes made by his mother, his face was full of happiness, and when he changed into the clothes made by his mother, he smiled so happily.

"You've got a mother!haha!"

An arrogant laugh came from outside the cave, and at this moment, one by one the figures suddenly jumped out, surrounding the cave where Cheng Qian was sitting.

"A bunch of bastards from the Imperial Sword Sect, how can Lao Tzu have a mother!" Cheng Qian was full of food and drink, and his body moved out of the cave, and he saw a group of immortal cultivators with different cultivations, and his face was full of strangeness.

"Yes, you have a mother, we don't have a mother, so what should we do?" asked an old man from the Imperial Sword Sect who was in the late stage of foundation building, with a sneer on his face.

"Naturally, he has no mother, and he needs to ask more!"

When this guy asked, the rest of the young monks all laughed, and one young man was even more astonishing.

"Yes, let him have no mother, this girl is too crazy, he dares to have a mother!"

"Look for death!"

Cheng Qian roared angrily, his whole body was full of demonic energy, his body suddenly turned into a puff of green smoke and dissipated, and the whole person turned into an invisible match, killing the young man who was amazing.

"You dare!"

The old man in the later stage of foundation building shouted loudly when he saw this, and his figure changed, and the scene behind him came into view, and a middle-aged couple was tied up by the immortal rope.

This shout, sure enough, Cheng Qian's figure suddenly appeared, and he roared sadly: "Dad!

"Qian'er, leave us alone, go quickly! There is a son of an immortal cultivator in this life, even if he dies, he will have no regrets!" Cheng Xuan was tied by the immortal rope and couldn't move, but his mouth was not blocked, and he shouted!

In order not to drag Cheng Qian down, the couple was reluctant in their eyes, but they both gritted their teeth and committed suicide, although it was death, there seemed to be a relief in their eyes.

"Dad, mother!"

Cheng Qian was furious, shocking the world and crying ghosts and gods, the whole heaven and earth at this moment, with a bang, shattered like a mirror, and all the monks of the Imperial Sword Sect and the corpses of their fathers and mothers were all turned into pieces at this moment...... (To be continued......)