Chapter 292: Confidence
A powerful aura emanated from the cave where Ji Wuya was, because there was no convergence relationship, except for the monks above the spiritual transformation stage, the other disciples were oppressed to the ground by this momentum. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
And the Spiritual Transformation Monk trembled under this momentum.
"This is the momentum of a strong person in the spirit infancy?" A flash of shock flashed on Ji Han's face.
Haotian shook his head, "Not yet, only by surviving the thunder tribulation can you be regarded as a spiritual infant monk." This is just the momentum caused by the father's momentum merging with a trace of heaven and earth power before breaking through. ”
A solemnity flashed on Haotian's face, Ji Wuya's breakthrough so quickly made him somewhat surprised. After all, the other party's spiritual root has just recovered, and I don't know if it will be able to survive the tribulation.
If he can't survive the tribulation, Ji Wuya's soul will be scattered under the thunder tribulation. This is not what he wants to see, he only hopes that the thunder tribulation will come later and let him be prepared.
"Roar. A roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, and a figure rushed out of the cave and stood in the air. Everyone took a closer look, who was it not Ji Wuya.
The huge amount actually emanated from him, and it seemed that he was like a king.
"Congratulations to my father for his breakthrough. "It's a bit of a surprise, but it's something to be congratulated on.
The disciples of the Ji family began to congratulate with a look of joy and excitement, no matter what, the higher the strength of the family master, it was also a good thing for them.
"Is this the power of the Spirit Infant Stage?" Ji Wuya muttered to himself, and with a movement of his right hand, a golden dragon head came out of his hand, and the sound was earth-shattering, and the dragon was like a real dragon.
This is the Ji family's mastery of dragon capture.
The dragon condensed by the aura is even more powerful and domineering, and even has a little dragon might.
"It's so strong. A trace of cold sweat left on Ji Han's forehead.
After Ji Wuya felt his strength, he found the disciple of the Ji family who was kneeling on the ground. He immediately put away the momentum on his body, and everyone felt a little better.
"Father, how do you feel?" Haotian looked at his father who landed beside him with a smile on his face.
Although Ji Wuya's face was flat, the surprise in his eyes was revealed. Ever since the spiritual root was destroyed, he has been enduring the sorrow in his heart.
But now his spiritual root has not only recovered as before, but also successfully broken through, and he has become a real spiritual infant powerhouse.
And the credit for all this goes to the person in front of him. He looked up at his son with a look of relief.
Once upon a time, the waste that could only survive under his protection became the patron saint of him and even the entire Ji family.
"Haotian, thanks to you. Only a father can break through in his lifetime, if it weren't for you, a father would only be able to live a life of mediocrity. The corners of Ji Wuya's eyes moistened, but he didn't let the tears remain.
Hearing his words, Haotian was a little sad for some reason.
For Ji Wuya's breakthrough, everyone in the Ji family is really happy. This is the first time since the Ji family's accident that everyone has shown a sincere smile.
Haotian took out all kinds of delicacies and spirit wine, and the small valley was full of laughter.
After a night of revelry, everyone continued their cultivation journey. Maybe it's because of Ji Wuya's breakthrough that everyone sees hope, and the disciples of the Ji family have become more diligent in their cultivation.
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In the largest main cave in the small valley, two figures sat opposite each other. Haotian's face was solemn, but Ji Wuya looked very calm.
Regarding his father's performance, Haotian didn't know what to say.
"Father, aren't you afraid at all now?" After being silent for a long time, Haotian asked with a solemn face.
"Scared, do you want to talk about the Heavenly Tribulation?" Ji Wuya picked up the wine glass and drank it all, his tone was flat.
"Now that you know, father, why are you still so calm? Haotian looked at him with a puzzled expression.
Unexpectedly, Ji Wuya shook his head lightly and said something that made Haotian vomit blood, "I'm not sure." ”
"You're not sure, you're still so calm. Haotian asked stunned.
"It's because I'm not sure that I'm so calm. Ji Wuya took a deep breath and looked at Haotian seriously, "Thunder tribulation is an unavoidable existence, since it can't be avoided, it's better to face it bravely." Successfully surviving it is my creation, and if I can't get through it, it's just my destiny. ”
Haotian looked at his father speechlessly, and for the first time, he found that his father was still such an open-minded person, or that he no longer put life and death in his eyes.
This is not a good thing, a person forgets life and death, it means that he has lost his heart and the goal he is chasing. When faced with insurmountable difficulties, they may give up.
For monks, the Heavenly Tribulation is an insurmountable existence, and if Ji Wuya survives the Tribulation with his current state of mind, it is not a good thing.
"Father, have you forgotten your mother? Haotian stared at his father.
Ji Wuya's body trembled slightly, and an imperceptible struggle flashed in his eyes. Haotian's mother can be said to be the biggest pain in his life.
He didn't dare to recall everything about her, and every time he remembered, there would be a heart-rending pain in his heart.
The Ji family has fallen to this point, in fact, a lot of it has to do with her. If it weren't for her, the Ji family would still be the largest and strongest family in the Great Zhou Empire.
If it weren't for her, his cultivation would not have been abolished.
If it weren't for her, her relatives would not have died in front of her one after another......
But no matter what, he still loved her. Every time I think of her, although my memory is painful, it is more happy.
For her, Ji Wuya is more about missing, and there is unspeakable guilt. So he never wanted to mention her, and he didn't want to think about everything about her.
In the days without her, although Ji Wuya is alive, it is better to live than to die. He wanted to go to her, but he knew that with his strength, there was no chance at all.
So for Ji Wuya, life and death are not important. The reason why he has persevered until now is mainly because of his son.
But now that Haotian has grown up and has great power, he can leave with confidence.
"I know that your mother has never been forgotten in your heart. However, you always feel like you never want to see her again. So there is no hope of survival in my heart. Am I right?" Looking at Ji Wuya, who had no expression on his face, Haotian felt distressed for no reason.
A lament sounded, and Ji Wuya's face was full of loneliness. A tear accumulated in the corner of his eye, and then slowly flowed down, making him look full of sadness.
"Father, now is not the time to give up. We will definitely see our mother, and the family will live happily together. Haotian said with a serious face.
Ji Wuya was slightly stunned, he felt a trace of persistence from his son. It dawned on him that giving up was not the best way to go.
In the past, he had lost his faith in the destruction of his Dogan. But now everything is different, and not only is he recovering from the Dao Root, but he is even more prosperous.
"Tian'er is right, we can't give up hope. For your mother's sake, I will definitely work hard. Ji Wuya clenched his fists, and a faint domineering aura emanated.
Looking at his father, who was full of confidence and domineering in his eyes again, Haotian was relieved and felt that he had a strong support behind him. But he knew he had a heavier responsibility. He will definitely let his father survive the thunder tribulation smoothly, and in the shortest possible time, improve his father's cultivation.