After the Lingji Mountain disciple task was released, the scattered cultivators of Nanying, Nanhua, Jing'an, and Jinnan counties rushed to the Huayang Mountain Range frantically, wanting to use this task to "carp jump over the dragon gate", change the trajectory of life, and even reverse the path It is possible.

Inside the Lingji Mountain Sect, all the True Sect disciples, inner disciples, and outer disciples are all working hard, but for the True Sect disciples and inner disciples who have already participated in the disciple mission last year, they just want to compete for the qualification to participate in the Netherworld Secret Realm Competition three years later.

Xu Feiyang also walked out of the Lingji Mountain Sect at this time, and this was the first time he had left the Mountain Gate since he entered the sect. However, his appearance at this time has also changed greatly, and even those close to him may not be able to recognize him.

After exchanging the Yuan Pill in the Treasure Pavilion, he used his fifty points to exchange for a copy of the Disguise Technique. For ordinary people, this transfiguration technique is like a chicken rib, because the monk recognizes people by their spirits, not by their appearance.

But for Xu Feiyang, because of the consummation of the Yuan Body of the cultivation of the "Nine Changes of the True Wheel", the bones can be distorted and changed to a certain extent, coupled with the change of the cultivation aura and realm of the hidden decision, even in the face of the masters who are close to the predecessors, if they do not carefully distinguish them, it is difficult to recognize.

At this time, Xu Feiyang changed into the appearance of a Taoist monk, which was quite similar to the Taoist priest killed in Zhuyan County. At this time, cultivation was also suppressed in the realm of the seventh layer of refining fan, so even if someone had a heart to calculate, I am afraid that he would also find his traces.

Inevitably attracted the attention of others, Xu Feiyang did not sacrifice the Shenxing Shuttle, but purchased a fifth-level demon beast Qianli Pony in Fang City at the foot of Lingji Mountain, although it is not as convenient and fast as the Shenxing Shuttle, but it is better to be safe and secret.

From Lingji Mountain to Nanhua County, Xu Feiyang only spent three days, and on the way, he met some scattered cultivators who were moving all the way forward, looking at their appearance, it looked like they were moving towards the Huayang Mountain Range, and they should be those who wanted to participate in the disciple's mission this year.

On the fourth day, Xu Feiyang came to Zhuyan County, where the figures were moving, and the crowd was bustling with people, especially on the streets of the county seat, and from time to time you could see some monks in the late stage of refining, I am afraid that most of them were those who went to the Huayang Mountain Range.

Although he returned to his old place, he did not stop here, but drove his horse back. When Xu Feiyang returned to Zhushui Village, the remnant sun was still hanging on the mountain peaks in the distance, like a raging flame.

Putting the Qianli Horse into the monster bag, Xu Feiyang wiped his hand on his face, the original yellow skin became light and fair, and his face became more resolute, and then shrugged his shoulders, twisted the tiger's waist, and the whole person suddenly rose half a foot, and the originally thin and weak figure also became strong all of a sudden, but it was restored to its original appearance.

Xu Feiyang looked at the vermilion door paint that was already a little yellowed, the crack in the door that could never be closed, and the slightest residual sun afterglow passed through the crack in the door, shining on the dirt courtyard in the courtyard, thinking back to the happy days spent with his parents in this courtyard, there was a trace of sourness in his heart. After careful calculation, it has been two years since he left Zhushui Village.

Standing in front of the door and hesitating for a while, he raised his arm and gently pushed towards the door with some reluctance, and the door opened with a "clatter, bang".

At this time, in the east corner of the courtyard, a middle-aged man sitting on a chair, holding two small bamboo dustpans the size of bowls, half filled with rice beans, was throwing rice beans into the two-square-meter bamboo basket in the corner and feeding the dozen chickens.

Listening to the sound of pushing the door, the middle-aged man turned his head and saw the young man at the door, his big yellowed hands trembled, carefully put the dustpan on top of the chicken basket, pushed the round wheels on both sides of the chair, and slowly moved towards the door.

Xu Feiyang saw his father's struggling appearance, the tears in his eyes could no longer be restrained, and they slipped down like raindrops, and hurriedly rushed forward with an arrow step, half-squatting on the left side of his father's chair, burying his head deep in his father's left arm and choking.

Xu Chao raised his right hand and gently stroked Xu Feiyang's head, and tears of joy flowed down his face.

"Fei'er, it's good to be back, go to the backyard and ask your mother to come back to cook, today, our family has to celebrate." Xu Chao said in a slightly hoarse voice.

Xu Feiyang raised his head, wiped the tears from his face with his sleeve, nodded heavily, and walked towards the backyard.

When he came to the backyard, Xu Feiyang saw his mother, who he missed day and night, leaning over, holding a hoe in her hand, and plowing the land hard. The originally beautiful face has been tanned by the scorching sun for a long time, and it has long since lost the beauty of the riverside beauty of the past, but has a little more of the appearance of a peasant woman.

Seeing his mother change like this, Xu Feiyang could no longer restrain the thoughts and guilt in his heart, rushed to his mother's side in a few steps, hugged his mother's weak body tightly, snuggled on his mother's shoulder, and cried.

Li Rong was stunned for a moment, then dropped the hoe and hugged her child tightly with her hands, as if she was afraid that he would disappear again.

When the sunset disappeared into the Huayang Mountains, the night came as scheduled. Except for the occasional barking of dogs, the remote village is unusually peaceful.

Xu Feiyang and his parents sat around the table, on which there was a large bowl of chicken, and a few plates of farm vegetables, and an oil lamp was placed on the table, the flame of the wick flickered in the breeze, like the mood of a family sitting at this time.

"Father, you said that Li Lao returned to Binjiang County half a year ago? I wonder if something happened?" Xu Feiyang heard that Li Lao had returned to Binjiang County, thinking about the care that Li Lao had always taken care of his parents, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"My father also asked, but Li Lao didn't say much. Alas, even if Elder Li tells me the truth, with the current state, even if it is not bad, I am afraid that it will not be able to help. Xu Chao said, with a sense of despair, obviously he had never let go of the loss of cultivation.

"Speaking of this again, Fei'er finally came back, can't you talk about something happy? You, eat more meat. Li Rong said with some complaints, and kept sandwiching chicken into Xu Chao's bowl.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything. Oh, don't clip it, you won't be able to hold it anymore. Xu Chao said with a happy smile.

"Come on, Fei'er, you can eat more, this is our own home, and we can't eat it outside. Li Rong said lovingly, sandwiching a large piece of chicken leg into Xu Feiyang's bowl.

"Mother, you eat more, the child is not at home, but the mother has worked hard. Xu Feiyang felt a little choked in his throat, and he was gulping down his food.

For cultivators, as long as they reach the late stage of refining, they usually replenish their vitality with Yuan Yuan, and the demand for food has long been diluted. However, this night, Xu Feiyang felt that he had eaten the best meal in his life, filled three bowls of rice, and ate all the meat on the table.

He wants to remember such a delicacy and every warm moment with his parents. Those who practice are destined to be lonely, but they cannot erase the good days of the mortal world.