Chapter Seventy-Nine: Father's Greatness

After Chen Ping slowly injected the true qi in his body into his mother Yan Xiujiao's body, his mother's face began to become ruddy, and gradually became bloody, and she recovered after a while, and said as soon as she opened her eyes: "What happened to me just now, I feel so uncomfortable, I feel like I'm going to die, I can't breathe." ”

Chen Ping looked at his mother helplessly, this was all caused by himself, if there was no murderous aura just now, his mother would not have become what she was just now, fortunately, there was a father on the side, if there was no father by his side, Chen Ping couldn't imagine what terrible things would happen.

"Mother, you're fine, I was not good just now. Chen Ping scratched his head and said.

"What did you do just now? When Yan Xiujiao just finished asking and didn't wait for Chen Ping to answer, Chen Hanshi's voice sounded: "Ping'er, you come out with me." ”

Chen Ping raised his head and saw his father's stern eyes, knowing that his father had seen the murderous aura flashing on his body just now, just like a child who had done something wrong and followed his father out of the door.

"Don't you go out, go and see Lingruo, I have something to talk about in peace, a woman's family, and you still want to listen to the conversation of our eldest man?" Chen Hanshi turned around and said sternly after seeing Yan Xiujiao also follow him out.

In fact, he didn't want his wife and the child's mother to worry, because he still didn't know what was going on, why such a strong murderous aura appeared on his son, and that murderous aura would only appear after killing thousands or even tens of thousands of people, how many people did he kill?

Soon, the father and son came to a hidden place, Chen Hanshi looked around, made sure that no one would eavesdrop, turned around, looked at his son and said: "Kneel" Although the voice was not loud, it was full of sternness, Chen Ping heard that in his ears, it was so familiar, his father did not blame himself, and then knelt in front of his father in a proper manner.

"If you don't explain it to me clearly today, you don't want to get up, let me ask you, how can you have such a strong murderous aura in your body, how many people have you killed?" Chen Hanshi first asked Chen Ping not about Ji Lingruo's family, but he wanted to know clearly how this murderous aura on Chen Ping's body was formed and how it came about, he didn't believe that his son had killed many people in the past few years.

"I haven't killed anyone, father," Chen Ping said, he really hasn't killed anyone, if he wants to say that he has killed, it's in the formation in the traceless space, but what is murder? It's all illusory and unreal.

Chen Hanshi's face was full of disbelief, he just looked at Chen Ping blankly, and he didn't speak, Chen Ping didn't see his father reply for a long time, thinking that he was not angry, he raised his head, and saw his father's stern eyes, full of distrust, Chen Ping said helplessly: "Father, mine has not killed anyone." And then he didn't put his head down, but just stared at his father.

After Chen Hanshi looked at it for a while, he smiled lightly and said: "I believe in you, but since you have never killed anyone, why do you have such a strong murderous aura? You must know that when I was young, I also killed people, and I also practiced a trace of murderous aura on my body, but compared with yours, the difference is really too big, but you have never killed anyone, why do you have a murderous aura, I really can't figure this out." ”

"I don't know, father, I just went to a place, that is, the most important place in our sect, in it, I learned the layout of the formation, and learned a lot of things, including learning to send and receive murderous energy, but why the murderous aura on my body is so strong, I don't know. Chen Ping explained that he couldn't tell his father, he had entered a formation, and after killing many people in the formation, he had such a strong murderous aura, this was his secret, no matter who he wouldn't tell, if he wanted to tell, Chen Ping would just tell Ji Lingruo.

"Hey, you've really grown up, you get up first and tell me about what has happened to you over the years. Chen Hanshi looked at his son, stretched out his hands to help Chen Ping up, and looked at him with satisfaction.

"Hehe, father, nothing happened to me, every day except cultivation is cultivation. Chen Ping said.

"No, in the past few years, a lot of things must have happened to you, I can see that the head of your sect is very good to you, I look at the way he looks at you, just like the look of his own son, from time to time in you, that kind of care, as if they have been focusing on cultivating you. Chen Hanshi had only seen Zhang Junren, the head of Yuantian, once, but he saw a lot of things that others couldn't see.

He knew that his son should be very popular in this Yuantianmen, whether it was the head of the sect or the ordinary disciples below, especially the ordinary disciples under the Yuantianmen, when he heard Chen Ping's name, his eyes were full of incomparable reverence and pride.

This can only show that his son is in this Yuantianmen, and the disciples below revere him, so if you think about it casually, you can think of his status in the sect, look at the place where he lives, there are few such a big and good place in Yuantianmen, and Chen Ping lives alone, on the day of Chen Ping's absence, Chen Hanshi can be regarded as turning a big circle in Yuantianmen.

I saw that many Yuantianmen disciples lived, all of them were dozens of people living in one room, and the environment was not as good as the place where Chen Ping lived, even if it was not half, and the places where they lived were all small and pitiful, this can only be said that his son is very good, at least much better than the education received by ordinary disciples, etc.

There is also an extremely important point, that is, Chen Hanshi has seen many disciples in Yuantianmen, and every disciple will ask him who he is when he sees him for the first time, but which ordinary disciples he tells are extremely respectful when he is Chen Ping's father, as if Chen Ping is their leader, but Chen Hanshi looks at these people, most of them should be older than himself, but everyone seems to be full of respect regardless of the age difference, even when talking to Chen Hanshi.

This point, Chen Hanshi was very strange, several times he wanted to ask which ordinary disciples how his son was in the sect, but in the end he swallowed the words that came to his mouth back into his stomach, or wait for Chen Ping to come back and ask him, waiting for his son to say it himself, it is better than hearing it outside.

Because Chen Hanshi believes that his son will not become obscure, but no matter where he goes, that place will shine because of him.

This is a father's trust in his son, a father's greatness, no matter what his son has become, or how big things he has done, he is still his own son, his son is born, parents will be proud of their son, and their son has done something wrong, parents will work hard to urge their son to correct his mistakes.

"Well, father, how can I say it, after I entered the sect, they treated me very well and brought me to the inheritance place here, that is, the place where the ancestor of Yuantianmen passed down, and that place, until now, is only me, no matter when and anywhere, I can enter, and in that place, the first person to enter is also me. Then Chen Ping told his father everything that happened in Yuantianmen, but he didn't tell him about Ji Lingruo's soul fusion.

Because this is a secret, a secret related to him, because his father, Chen Hanshi does not know, now his son, the body is still, but the soul is no more, if they know it, they don't know what will happen to them, so Chen Ping will not tell his parents about it, he doesn't want to hurt any of them.

"You really deserve to be my son, it's only been a few years, and you have made such great achievements in Yuantianmen, I am really proud to have your son. After listening to Chen Ping's narration, Chen Hanshi was very excited and happy, his son has really become a talent.

"Father, you and mother don't go back to Yuantian City, you can cultivate here, I will find you the mental method, and then find your uncle and ancestor to refine your muscles and bones, so that you can become a cultivator, and you don't have to worry about mortals' birth, old age, sickness and death. Chen Ping looked at his father and said sincerely, he really hoped that his parents could become a cultivator.

"No, Ping'er, thank you, I have discussed with your mother, we don't want to be a cultivator, that's too tiring, mortal life is very short, only a few decades, and what about cultivators, we know very well, any one who comes out is hundreds of years old, we don't want that kind of life, what your mother and I want is to be ordinary and ordinary, watching our son get married and have children, we will be satisfied in this life. Chen Hanshi looked at Chen Ping and said calmly with his eyes.

He and Yan Xiujiao have already discussed, don't become an immortal, don't cultivate any Tao, it's enough to live this life ordinarily, become a cultivator, live for thousands of years, is that really interesting? It's not interesting at all, Chen Hanshi and Yan Xiujiao don't have any lofty ideals, they just want to watch their son get married and have children, and it is enough for the family to be happy, but now Chen Hanshi thinks that it should be difficult for them to wait for that day, because he knows that their lifespan is not long, and it is only a few years to watch the scenery, but what about their son, they have a retreat for a few years, decades, are they still waiting?

The only hope is that his son will get married soon, Chen Ping looked at his father and said slowly: "Father, I know, give me some time, I will definitely marry Lingruo in your lifetime." ”

Chen Ping knew that it was impossible for him to change what his father decided, they didn't want to become cultivators, and they didn't have the slightest recourse, so they could only let everything go naturally.