On the cliff of the golden capital of Shouyang Mountain, Yang Wei'er, who looks like eight or nine years old, has his hair neatly tied behind his head, and is dressed in a pale cyan fairy dress with bright eyes and bright teeth, like a god mansion out of the Moon Palace.

Because she was not accompanied by her mother since she was a child, her father Yang Jiao had an extremely important impact on the formation of her character, and her open-minded and indifferent personality of Master Xuandu and Master Moral Saint also benefited her a lot.

Because her talent is so high, she grows very slowly, and after so many years, she is only the height of a ten-year-old child.

For a long time, her father Yang Jiao has been her spiritual pillar, and this time her father had no choice but to leave for 3,600 years, and she also missed 3,600 years.

Although she is young, she also understands her father's helplessness and vague embarrassment, and for more than 3,000 years, Houtu's mother has also taken her past life and lived together for more than 1,000 years.

Houtu's mother knew that her father Yang Jiao was going to retreat and cultivate, her silent expression broke her heart, and when she hugged herself and cried, Yang Wei'er didn't know whether these tears were shed for herself or for her father Yang Jiao.

For the sake of her father and mother, Yang Wei'er was stubborn and began the path of cultivation, she was not only talented, but also worked hard.

At the beginning, she also accompanied the ginseng doll to be handsome, and later on the entire Jindu Fenjing Cliff, she was not only practicing but also cultivating, she believed that one day, she could help her father share a little.

Yang Jiao wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, men who have children, whether they are immortals or mortals, are particularly easy to be moved.

After sorting out the appearance, the majesty of the father still can't be lost, so let the child see his crying nose, wouldn't it be too face-damaging.

"Wei'er, my father is back. Yang Jiao couldn't help the corners of his eyes were slightly sour, endured his excitement, and shouted.

Yang Wei'er was practicing external skills, and suddenly heard his father's call, surprised and happy, afraid that it was his own hallucination.

Hurriedly looked back, only to see his father Yang Jiao, who was standing on the side looking at himself, he couldn't help being strong anymore, tears flowed out of his big eyes, and he didn't even have the strength to run over.

Yang Jiao's heart was about to break, and he hurriedly ran over and hugged his daughter tightly, at this moment, he really felt what it means to be connected by blood, and what is called deep love for licking calves.

Sitting under a huge tree, Yang Wei'er hugged Yang Jiao tightly, like a kitten, for fear that her father would leave her again.

Yang Jiao said, "Wei'er, after so many years, your father is not by your side, do you hate your father?"

Yang Wei'er hurriedly shook his head and said, "Wei'er knows that my father will work so hard to cultivate for the good of our family, and Wei'er only thinks about his father, and doesn't hate his father." ”

The corners of Yang Jiao's mouth pulled up a wry smile, I don't know who my family is, Wei'er's mother is really a headache, and there are only a few women who come into contact with him.

However, I have always been clean and self-conscious, although there are many women who like me, but I have not completed the coming-of-age ceremony with Houtu, how can I mess with others.

But the amazing thing is that Wei'er is indeed a descendant of his own bloodline, which the Moral Saint will not be mistaken, and Houtu will not be mistaken, but his trouser belt has definitely not been loosened, what is going on?

Doubts are doubts, their daughters still have to feel distressed by themselves, and they must not let their daughters lack companionship because they are not by their mother's side.

Yang Jiao pulled Yang Wei'er and walked around on the huge Jindu Cliff, Yang Wei'er cheered and introduced every scenery to Yang Jiao.

Although the grass and trees here are very familiar, he still takes the trouble to listen to his daughter's laughter.

Yang Wei'er suddenly asked, "Father, my mother lives so far away, do you miss her?"

Yang Jiao's heart was moved when he heard this, he naturally wanted to be in the future, but as a father, how could he say such thoughts in front of his daughter.

However, he was unwilling to deceive his baby daughter, so he could only smile and keep silent, Yang Wei'er was a big ghost, although Yang Jiao didn't say it, but she also understood that her father missed her mother.

So, she pretended to be an adult and said, "Just think, what is there to be ashamed of, I also miss my mother, what about you, father?"

Yang Jiao said helplessly, "Well, my father also misses your mother, but your mother is too busy, and we can only disturb her when we go." ”

Wei'er wrinkled her cute little nose and said, "No, my mother is good to Wei'er, and often takes Wei'er to her for reunions, and every time she is free to play with Wei'er." ”

Yang Jiao's heart is inexplicably empty, Houtu is really good to him, thinking about him everywhere, afraid that Wei'er will lack the love of her parents, so she treats her as her own daughter and takes care of her.

Although Yang Jiao doesn't spend much time with Houtu, Houtu is the kind of perfect virtuous helper who quietly eliminates your worries.

In contrast, in addition to the advantage of being young and ignorant, Yang Jiao will shamelessly be coquettish and cute, and take advantage of it by the way, which is really not much for Houtu.

At this moment, knowing that Houtu is so interested in Wei'er's cheap daughter, Yang Jiao can only be moved except moved, and he really can't repay Houtu.

The other party's extremely gentle smile, the mind that embraces heaven and earth, can always make him helpless, in the face of a warm, like the spring sun goddess, what else can he do except lean on the other party's chest to be a little man?

Yang Wei'er looked at Yang Jiao in a daze again, and couldn't help but pull Yang Jiao and said, "Father, the child is very powerful now, you see." ”

After speaking, two golden bells flew out with a flick of his wrist, and the "jingle" sounded, Yang Jiao looked at it fixedly, and couldn't help but say with some surprise, "Scattered golden bells, Senior Brother Xuandu is really bleeding." ”。

The scattered golden bell is a pair of innate spirit treasures, specifically for the soul attack of the immortals, as soon as the bell rings, the soul is chaotic, as long as the cultivation is good enough, even if it is a Da Luo Jin Immortal, it has to be planted.

Yang Wei'er smiled, opened his mouth and spit out a banana leaf the size of a mung bean, and the mantra grew in the wind, and there was a faint condensation of innate spiritual fire around the leaf.

Yang Jiao couldn't help but sigh deeply, this person is more popular than the immortal, and the immortal is also angry and immortal, how precious the innate spirit treasure is, and the idle people may not have seen it.

Even some immortals, who died under the innate spirit treasure, still felt that it was the supreme glory, and the existence of the innate spirit treasure was not only a rare treasure for the immortals, but also the supreme help for the progress of the avenue.

The innate spirit treasure contains the Great Dao, and if the immortal god obtains it, he can use the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth inside to polish the bias of his own Dao and see the way forward.

Now, before her daughter left the mountain, she already has two innate spirit treasures, which makes people embarrassed.