Gases are made up of special substances, such as the morning fog, which is made up of half of the liquefaction of water vapor. Water vapor close to the ground, small water droplets floating in the air after condensation, without a certain shape or volume, can be freely dispersed.

This world is full of aura, although there are rich and thin, but everything has been integrated with aura, that is, because of aura, it is changing, and at the same time it is changing aura.

Just by taking a look, everyone present noticed something unusual, because the white mist did not emit the slightest water attribute aura, not even a trace of aura fluctuations, this is a very abnormal state of affairs, and there is only one conclusion to judge the reason, that is, these white mist are derived from supernatural powers

Divine power, is only when you come into contact with the Great Dao, condense the golden pill, and cultivate the mana, can you perform a trick with supreme power, because of the qualitative change, the gap between the golden pill period and the non-golden pill period is incomparable.

This is also what Wei Xing has been just watching, no matter how difficult Liu Jingshui and the others resist, they have never made a move, it is precisely because of his strongest trick that he can't hurt those Jindan stage monks.

"It's over, it's over, it's over" Su Yi looked broken, and muttered in a desperate voice, "The phantom butterfly is here, and no one can run away." ”

The people who were fighting also made a temporary truce because of this strange white mist vigilantly, and Su Yi's performance made Yi Yan and the others feel cold in their hearts. Su is also a Jindan stage monk, and he is also the person who knows this gluttonous secret realm best, and his performance cannot be ignored by them.

"What the hell is going on," Wei Xing asked Su Yi, a one-armed boy with his head down.

As soon as the words fell, before Su Yi could answer, Wei Xing found that his eyes were dark, he lost consciousness, his body fell straight backwards, and finally lost consciousness in the panicked and anxious shouts of Liu Jingshui and others.

Darkness is like a tide, and after the tide comes, the tide goes.

I don't know how long it has been, but the time spent in the dark is chaotic and difficult to judge. Weixing opened his eyes, and everything in front of him was very blurry, as if it was a canvas with various colors scattered indiscriminately, but soon the scene began to become clearer, and Weixing finally saw what was in front of him.

He was being held tightly in his arms by a person with those white and warm hands, and the person holding him was a woman, because Wei Xing could feel his body touch these soft places, and there was an impulse in his physiology that made him subconsciously want to take in nutrients, as if he was aware of Wei Xing's intentions, the woman changed her posture, and at the same time gently realized Wei Xing's small wish.

Drinking milk, Weixing then looked around, and the woman sat on a bed with him in her arms, leaning on.

It is covered with white light yarn, and there are some sachets hanging next to the bed, exuding a refreshing fragrance.

Because the body is still very young, coupled with the problem of posture, Wei Xing raised his head vigorously and could only see the person's lips, at this moment, the red lips opened lightly, revealing the white teeth inside, and said in a gentle voice: "Xing'er, after your mother leaves, you must also grow up healthily, listen to your grandfather's words, unite your brothers, cultivate hard, and become the head of Vientiane Gate in the future, and achieve what your father and I can't accomplish." As he spoke, he stroked the little brain melon of the celestial star.

Wei Xing, who was held in his arms, was in a very strange state at the moment, as if his body was his own, as if his body was not his own, and he realized that the person in front of him was his mother, but he didn't know why he could understand the meaning of her words, after all, a child who was born a short time has not been learned, and it is impossible to understand language.

Although he understood, Wei Xing couldn't answer and couldn't speak, not only because his body was not fully developed, but also because he couldn't control his body at all, as if he was just a soul living in this young body, able to feel everything his body felt, but unable to control it, just a spectator.

Talking non-stop, absorbing nutrients, Weixing is thinking calmly in his heart, although the scene in front of him is everything he experienced when he was a child, Weixing has an amazing memory, and he still has a vague impression of everything that is happening now. The bottom of my heart sank, thinking that it was the strange white mist from before that brought me into this false illusion in front of me, but all this was so real.

The senses of touch, taste, sight, smell and hearing work normally. The soft skin of the mother, the fragrance emanating from the body, the world seen in the eyes is clearly visible even the floating dust floating in the air under the sun, the sweet taste in the mouth, and the gentle voice in the ears are all so real that Weixing has to wonder if he is mistaken, this is actually a real world.

At this time, two people walked in from outside the house, one of them was very familiar, this was a kind old man, who looked fairy-like, his snow-white hair was combed very seriously, neatly, without a trace of messiness, and his thin face showed a pair of bright eyes, sharp but not stinging. This person is the eighth generation head of Vientiane, Weixing's grandfather, Alice Tam.

A person beside Alice Tam, Wei Xing looked at it, and there was a feeling of familiarity.

This is a middle-aged man with a rather majestic appearance, although his appearance is ordinary, but his facial features are profound and awe-inspiring, as if he has been carved out of a sharp carving knife through the hands of a master. He was wearing the robe of the head of Vientiane Gate, which was embroidered with heaven, earth, mountains and rivers, and the wonders of Vientiane.

Wei Xing recognized the identity of this person at a glance, this is his father Wei An, when he was a child, when most children had not yet begun to remember, he left with his mother and relatives, and left with the disciples of Vientiane Gate to participate in the pioneering war presided over by Yunmumen, and never came back.

"Ruonan, it's time for us to go. Wei An stepped forward, hugged Wei Xing from Su Ruonan's arms, stretched out a finger, and gently stroked the small nose, ears, and face on Wei Xing's face, teasing him.

It's a pity that no matter how he teased, Wei Xing didn't move, just calmly opened a pair of big watery eyes, looking at him.

Sighing helplessly, Wei An said: "Dad, after we leave this time, Xing'er will ask you"

"You can rest assured, I will take good care of Xing'er, you must also take care of yourself when you are outside, although the battle merits are important, but your own net worth and life are the most important, you must come back alive. I have already told you about the tragedy of the pioneering war, and I have told you all the places to pay attention. Although Alice Tam tried hard to put on a calm appearance, she was very reluctant.

Su Ruonan got out of bed and hugged Tan Yonghua gently, "Dad, don't worry, we will definitely return safely, and the disciples who went with us will also return safely." Wei An also hugged Wei Xing with him, and the family of four hugged each other like this for a long time, and finally reluctantly let go under the notification of the disciples outside the door.

Wei An handed the Wei Xing in his arms to Alan Tam, and then Wei Xing finally saw his mother clearly.

Su Ruonan is extremely beautiful, dressed in a lilac gauze dress, lined with fair skin, tears on her beautiful face are still clearly visible, and before leaving, she gently kissed Weixing's forehead.

said: "Xing'er, Daddy has something important to leave, you won't feel lonely here, grandpa will accompany you, and the disciples of the sect will also accompany you." Let's see each other in the future," Su Ruonan said, tears in her eyes as if they couldn't stop, and they kept flowing.

Wei An and Tan Yonghua also shed a few tears wordlessly, the man didn't flick when he had tears, but he didn't get to the sad place, and he really didn't know if he could still imagine the time of parting, and finally Su Ruonan and Wei An were sent by many disciples of Vientiane Gate and Tan Yonghua, with a group of people and horses, on a ship-shaped flying magic weapon, and broke through the air.

Wei Xing was held in Tan Yonghua's arms, quietly watching all this, the scene in front of him seemed familiar, just like when Alice Tam left, the sense of déjà vu of the same thing happening again made Wei Xing feel very uncomfortable and light, but it has always existed.

On the boat leaving, Wei An and Su Ruonan stood in the bow of the boat with each other, Wei An gently wiped away the tears that flowed on Su Ruonan's face again, and said: "Speaking of which, our children are really not ordinary people, and they will definitely be different in the future." ”

Su Ruonan looked at Wei An curiously, ""

Wei An smiled and said: "Have you forgotten that when this child was born, there was no crying at all, we were frightened at the time, thinking that something was wrong with the child, but it turned out that there was nothing wrong, just very simple not to cry or make trouble, to drink, to sleep, to sleep, the body is also very healthy, and the most important thing is that Dad has tested it before, Xing'er his qualifications." ”

The children of ordinary monks have a high chance of having the qualifications for cultivation, but it is not absolute, I heard that Tan Yonghua took Weixing to do a qualification test before, but the final result has not been told to her.

Looking at Wei An's appearance, it shouldn't be like he has no cultivation qualifications, but Su Ruonan was still a little nervous, and straightened up Wei An and smiled: "He is the future star qualification of our Vientiane Gate, and he is actually superior."

"Superior" Su Ruonan was pleasantly surprised, this kind of qualification is limitless in the future.

"That's right, I didn't tell you before just to give you a surprise, hahaha" Wei An was very happy to see that the goal was achieved, "Xing'er's character, heart, is born to be a perfect warrior, and if he inherits the Vientiane Gate in the future, he will definitely be able to achieve what we can't do, and realize what my father can't do." ”

Seeing Wei An's look of conviction, Su Ruonan smiled and said, "I must be able to." ”

"Vientiane Gate will definitely be in his hands and carry forward"