Darkness enveloped him once more, and he heard fainter and fainter screams in the distance, and soft whispers in his ears from time to time.

Qiao Yuan didn't mean to be scared, his mother's arms were so warm that he wanted to sleep with peace of mind.

His consciousness gradually became dim, and when he woke up again, he saw a blue sky.

The soft sunlight poured on his body, making him feel extremely comfortable, and there was a faint fragrance between his noses, which made Qiao Yuan seem to be singing in every pore.

This feeling of extreme relaxation, which he has never had several times in his life, makes people nostalgic.

Qiao Yuan blinked, looked sideways, and saw that there was a turquoise lake beside him, the water surface was calm like a mirror, without the slightest ripple, and he was lying on top of a small boat.

Looking around, surrounded by verdant mountain peaks, few clouds and mist, under the haze, you can also see some pavilions and pavilions on the mountain, such a scene, just like the fairyland on earth in his memory.

An extremely familiar feeling came to his heart, and Qiao Yuan only felt as if he had been to this place.

At this moment, he noticed something unusual, looked up, and saw a woman in a long blue dress standing at the other end of the boat.

The woman's face seemed to be covered by a layer of hazy mist, and she couldn't see her facial features clearly, but her tall and slender figure and Zhong Lingyuxiu's temperament made people have no doubt that this woman must be a peerless beauty.

"Mother!"

The moment he saw this woman, Qiao Yuan didn't hesitate at all, and subconsciously opened his mouth to call.

The woman immediately turned around, raised her hand and quickly wiped it on her face a few times, although Qiao Yuan couldn't see her face clearly, he knew that what she wiped away must be tears.

"Xiaoyuan, you're awake!"

The woman hurriedly stepped forward, and although her tone was full of tenderness, there was a trace of sorrow and sadness that had not yet been hidden.

Almost subconsciously, the tip of his nose was sore, and he got up and threw himself into the woman's arms, hugging her tightly, unwilling to let go.

"Xiaoyuan, what's wrong with you? It's so big, and you're still crying, it's not a shame. ”

The woman saw Qiao Yuan's slightly red eyes, and reached out to gently stroke his head while chuckling.

At this moment, Qiao Yuan came back to his senses and found that he was already a seven or eight-year-old child.

He shrugged his nose and suddenly remembered a dream he had had many years ago.

In that dream, also on this lake, a woman in a long blue dress slowly walked away from her.

He jumped off the lake and swam desperately to catch up with the woman, but could not do anything.

In the end, he could only watch the woman disappear into his eyes, and then the world collapsed inch by inch like a broken mirror.

"Mother, don't leave Xiaoyuan, okay?"

"How could my mother leave Xiaoyuan, my mother wants to watch you grow up, and watch you become as powerful as your father. ”

The woman reached out and slowly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and her tone was full of anticipation and pride.

Qiao Yuan asked with an innocent smile on his face, tilting his head.

"Xiaoyuan wants to be as powerful as his father, mother, where did his father go?"

Hearing this question, the woman's plain hand that touched his cheek immediately stiffened, paused for a long time, and did not reply.

The connection that blood is thicker than water makes him feel the sadness of his mother, and his eyes are red again, and big tears are rolling down.

"Xiaoyuan, don't cry, you are a man. ”

The woman leaned down and pressed her chin against Qiao Yuan's forehead, and the two hugged each other tightly, and an indissoluble sadness lingered around, like the blue lake, calm and deep.

Qiao Yuan felt the warmth dripping on his cheeks, and slowly raised his little hand to help the woman wipe away the tears on her face.

"Mother, Xiaoyuan doesn't cry, don't cry either. ”

"My mother doesn't cry, Xiaoyuan is so sensible, my mother is very happy......"

The woman wiped her tears and forced a smile on her face, but when she saw Qiao Yuan's eyes, the tears were uncontrollably fluttering.

Since this day, Qiao Yuan seems to have grown up, and in addition to accompanying his mother every day, he only has crazy cultivation.

Ten years is like a day, with his qualifications, it took ten years to become a golden pill, compared to ordinary people, this speed is already against the sky, but for Qiao Yuan, it is not enough.

He had grown up and already knew why his father had died.

The family was destroyed, the lonely mother and son were exiled in a foreign land, hiding in Tibet all day long, and even cultivating, they could only hide in a wild place where monsters and beasts were everywhere and no one had set foot on them.

If it weren't for the lack of aura, Qiao Yuan wouldn't have been able to form a golden pill in ten years.

The seeds of hatred have slowly taken root and sprouted in the past ten years, and with the love of her mother, her sadness and longing in the past ten years have been like a catalyst, prompting the branches of hatred to grow rapidly.

The eighteen-year-old boy already has his own ideas and goals, and no longer relies on his mother all day long.

On this day, as soon as he stabilized his cultivation and walked out of the cave, he saw a woman dragging her tired body towards here.

"Mother, why are you hunting demon beasts again? I said that I don't need pills to break through. ”

A trace of unbearability and heartache flashed in Qiao Yuan's eyes, and he hurriedly greeted him.

The woman shook her head and replied with a chuckle, her tone full of pampering, but there was a tiredness that could not be hidden.

"Mother is fine. ”

Qiao Yuan sighed helplessly, every time she came back, he always said this, but since he was a child, he didn't know how many times he had seen her clothes stained with blood.

After entering the cave mansion and taking the bottle of elixir stuffed by his mother, Qiao Yuan lowered his head and hesitated for a long time, and finally said his thoughts.

"Mother, I want to go to the outside world and go alone. ”

After saying this, Qiao Yuan obviously felt her body tremble suddenly, and her hands gradually became cold.

But she hesitated almost for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

"Okay, I've been practicing in retreat all the time, and my state of mind can't be improved, so it's time to go out and experience the experience. ”

Qiao Yuan's heart was sour, and he was extremely reluctant, but he knew that if he wanted revenge, he couldn't stay in this wild place where his aura was thin all the time.

After some preparations, early the next morning, Qiao Yuan left this uninhabited wild land under the escort of his mother.

Qiao Yuan has been displaced with that woman since he was a child, has traveled many places, and has suffered a lot, and he has learned the rules of survival in the cultivation realm at a very young age.

Although he has the early stage of Jindan's cultivation, here, he has only just stepped into the threshold of cultivation, and he can only be regarded as a low-level cultivator.

All the way through the wind and rain, in the blink of an eye, it was another ten years, Qiao Yuan relied on his extraordinary mind, and lived tenaciously at the bottom of the cultivation realm, and his cultivation also advanced from Jindan to Yuanying.

At the age of twenty-seven, he became a Yuan Infant, and his talent finally attracted the attention of the strongest sect in the cultivation realm, and he was admitted as a disciple by an elder of that sect.

From then on, Qiao Yuan was no longer a casual cultivator struggling at the bottom of the cultivation realm.

With the cultivation resources of the sect and the guidance of his master, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, but in just over fifty years, he surpassed his master and became the youngest elder in the sect.

And Qiao Yuan has also investigated the tragedy of the year in the past fifty years, and the person who killed his father was the great elder of this sect.

Hatred had unconsciously taken root in his heart, even though his cultivation was far from that of the Great Elder, Qiao Yuan could no longer hold back the murderous intent in his heart.

It's just that before taking revenge, he still wants to see his mother-in-law, and that is the last one.

Leaving the sect, Qiao Yuan hurried towards the wild land without stopping.

After 60 years of ups and downs outside, although he has read all the prosperity of the world and the various states of life, at this moment, he feels that those barren mountains and strange rocks and hideous monsters are more familiar.

"Mother......

Still a hundred miles away from the cave, Qiao Yuan shouted loudly, tears slowly slipped from the corners of his eyes, the voice went away with the wind, and all the demon beasts around him were prostrate on the ground, not daring to move.

In a moment, a turquoise blue shadow came into his eyes.

The woman was still so young and beautiful, as if there had been no change in sixty years, but in Qiao Yuan's eyes, she felt that she had aged a lot.

Qiao Yuan quickly rushed forward, like a seven or eight-year-old child, and plunged directly into that warm embrace.

Now he is half a head taller than his mother, and he looks very uncomfortable to make this action.

But the woman chuckled lightly, still rubbing her chin against his forehead and rubbing his face lightly, as she had done when she was a child.

"You're so old, and you're still like a child, are you ashamed......"

Qiao Yuan didn't reply, he cried, crying hysterically, as if all the tears of the past sixty years had been spilled out.

It was a long time before the woman spoke out in comfort.

"Don't cry, my mother isn't it good, during your absence, my mother is also closed once. ”

"Mother, Xiaoyuan came back this time to say goodbye to you......"

Qiao Yuan wiped the tears from his face, choked up and spoke slowly.

Before he finished speaking, he saw the woman pull him behind him, and then he saw more than a dozen monks appear silently thousands of feet away.

"Master, you...... You ......"

When Qiao Yuan saw those people, his eyes immediately widened, and his face was full of disbelief, among them was an old man, who was the master who had taught him for fifty years.

And the others, he also knew most of them, and they were all elders of his own sect.

His master didn't reply, just stared at the woman, his eyes full of murderous intent.

At this moment, how could Qiao Yuan not understand that the master accepted himself as an apprentice for today.

"Demon girl, over the years, you have killed tens of thousands of people in my sect, and today is your death. ”

At this moment, a crane-haired old man stepped out of the crowd, his face was also covered by the mist, and he couldn't see clearly, but the murderous aura emanating from his body was the heaviest.

The woman snorted coldly, and a powerful and fierce momentum suddenly rose, which was very different from the gentle mother on weekdays.

"Hmph, there are tens of thousands of people, how can it be worth my husband's life, since you sent it to the door today, then let's finish it here. ”

With that, the dozen or so people immediately rushed forward and fought with the woman.

The roar sounded, waking Qiao Yuan up, his eyes were immediately covered by hatred, and he also ran his cultivation and rushed forward.