"Grandpa, I've decided, I'm not leaving, I'm going to stay and take care of you, I'll chop wood and hunt to earn money when I'm free, I've saved enough, I'll marry a daughter-in-law in the future, and the two of us will be filial to you." Ye Feng said in a choked voice.

"Hehe, you stinky boy, your mouth doesn't stink, you can talk, listening to it makes people's hearts feel comfortable, haha! Don't worry, your grandfather won't die in another three or two hundred years, your grandfather's life is hard, Lord Yama and his old man dare not accept it, haha." The old man took a sip of the bowl and laughed, but his cloudy old eyes slowly became crystalline.

"Xiao Feng, in fact, grandpa is also an immortal cultivator, but my exercises are not suitable for you, and handing them over to you can only harm you. Alas, your father is also an immortal cultivator, since he was a child, he got the inheritance of your grandfather and me, practiced a good skill, and went out at the age of sixteen, but also created a great reputation. ”

"This ......"

Ye Feng looked at his grandfather in a daze, and involuntarily took a big sip of wine, his spicy throat was on fire, but his expression did not change, and he still looked at his grandfather very calmly.

"Your father has been out for more than ten years, and when he comes home, he has a baby in his arms, and it is you. At that time, I saw a deep sadness in his eyes, and when I asked about your mother, he never said anything, left the house with a word, and never returned, and his name could not be heard on the rivers and lakes, and he seemed to be missing. ”

"Many people say that he is dead, but grandpa doesn't believe it, grandpa can always feel that your father seems to be staying in a corner of the world, maybe his heart is very bitter, maybe it is because of your mother, maybe there is a knot in his heart that can never be untied. ”

This was the first time Ye Feng had heard about his father in more than ten years. In the past, no matter how he asked, Grandpa always kept his mouth shut, and always saw Grandpa sighing...... Now that he heard about his father, his eyes gradually moistened, and he took another sip of wine, and tears flowed from his eyes.

"Xiao Feng, don't blame grandpa, when your father was leaving, I told me not to tell you anything. He especially told you not to let you cultivate immortals, the cultivation world is too cruel. Alas, now that you have come into contact with such an opportunity, grandpa will no longer hinder you, go, go ahead, let the prestige of the Ye family reappear. Every man of the Ye family is a man who stands up to the sky. After saying that, the old man drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, and his cloudy eyes became more and more moist.

Ye Feng was silent, at this moment he found that his grandfather was much older, although his grandfather seemed to be red every day over the years, in fact, he was very bitter in his heart. If it weren't for pulling Ye Feng, it is estimated that he would have gone out to find his son's whereabouts a long time ago.

Looking at his grandfather's increasingly old face, Ye Feng drank three bowls of wine in one go, and his head was dizzy from drinking, but his mind was still very sober. He said solemnly: "Grandpa, I have decided, I must go to cultivate immortals, and I have learned a fairy art to find my father and mother, and our family will be harmonious and happy when the time comes." ”

The old man nodded, touched Ye Feng's head, and said with emotion: "Go ahead, stay at home for a few days, and say goodbye to the neighbors, the people here are very simple and kind." You clean up these dishes and chopsticks, grandpa is tired and wants to go to rest. ”

After speaking, the old man stood up tremblingly, Ye Feng quickly stood up and helped him walk to the bedroom, the old man looked at Ye Feng and nodded with satisfaction.

Ye Feng returned to his seat and drank the wine one by one, with mixed feelings in his heart. He suddenly remembered the story of the immortal cultivator that his grandfather often told him, and now he suddenly realized that the so-called immortal cultivator was actually his grandfather himself.

"Grandpa, don't worry, Xiaofeng will take good care of himself, I vow to find my father, find my mother, and reunite our family. Ye Feng swore in his heart, just drank the wine one by one, and gradually, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he fell asleep on the table.

In the bedroom, the old man opened the door curtain, glanced at Ye Feng kindly, sighed for a long time, the wrinkles on his face slowly changed, and in a blink of an eye, he became a mighty middle-aged man, hugged Ye Feng into the bedroom, and then waved his sleeves, and the food and wine jar on the table disappeared immediately.

"This kid is also an anti-spirit, but I can't help him awaken, so I can only rely on himself. If he can't awaken on his own, he will be a mortal for the rest of his life, and if he does, he should be able to teach him the family exercises in three years. The old man looked at Ye Feng and thought for a long time, then waved his hands again and again, making thousands of handprints, and the last golden rune appeared, which was directly imprinted on Ye Feng's forehead and quickly disappeared.

"The Venerable Master of the Cloud Heaven Sect should have discovered something from heaven and earth, and he saw that Xiao Feng was an anti-spirit body. According to what I know about him, this guy will definitely do everything possible to make Xiao Feng's physique awaken, and then teach the best basic exercises, which is very good and saves me a lot of time. The old man whispered, looked at Ye Feng for a long time in a daze, and left the bedroom with a kind smile on his lips.

When he walked to the living room, he took a small silver sword from the beam, his eyes were full of reminiscence, and then he shook his head bitterly, and his face changed to that of an old man again, leaning back on the big-backed chair and closing his eyes.

Ye Feng fell asleep dizzily, this sleep was very long, since he was a child, he had never slept for such a long time. In the dream, he saw his father: it was a strong man, Ye Feng couldn't see his appearance clearly, he could only see him standing on the top of the mountain with Fang Tian's halberd in his hand, his black hair fluttering, shouting why, why!

Ye Feng tried hard to see his father's face clearly, but the strong man seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fog, and he couldn't see it really.

In the dream, he also saw a vague image of a woman, and he could vaguely see that this woman had a beautiful figure, dressed in a green shirt, standing by a river, muttering to himself: "Is this love? ”

Ye Feng's sleeping body trembled, and in his dream he saw the woman turn around, although he couldn't see her plain makeup clearly, but Ye Feng saw her gaze: so indifferent, containing ruthlessness.

Ye Feng suddenly opened his eyes and jumped up directly from the bed: "Is that mother? No, definitely not." Her gaze is so merciless, my mother must not be that kind of person, she must miss me very much now, it must be!"

"Xiao Feng, are you awake, get up and eat. This kid is really, he sleeps dizzy, but he also has the style of my time, haha!" The old man's soft voice came into Ye Feng's ears.

Hearing this, Ye Feng looked around in embarrassment, quickly dressed up, and walked out of the bedroom.

(End of chapter)