Teng Xiaofeng heard that Ling Yifan had woken up, so he hurried over, and Ling Yifan's waking up also made Teng Xiaofeng secretly relieved. It was okay to ask a little bit before he put his mind at ease, he was really afraid that this disciple would leave some hidden dangers because of this injury, which would affect his future cultivation.

During this time, Yun Mengyao came here every day to visit Ling Yifan's injury, and now that Ling Yifan woke up, he couldn't see the difference between the two of them, and he was happy for the two of them. After asking Ling Yifan a few words, he left the room with interest, leaving the space for the two of them.

Before leaving, he muttered to himself in his heart, "It's not easy for me to be a disciple, I don't see any action on weekdays, and this shot directly took off the 'moon' in the sky, this Yun Mengyao is a beautiful woman on the first day of the Ethereal Sect, and she is the goddess in the hearts of many male disciples, and I don't know how many disciples in the sect are going to be sad and desperate." ”

A few days later, Ling Yifan recovered from his injuries, and often went to Tianchi Peak to look for Yun Mengyao, sometimes Yun Mengyao deliberately locked Ling Yifan out of the door on the grounds of cultivation, Ling Yifan was not discouraged, and said in his heart: "It must be a test for me, if I leave like this, I will fall into the handle, saying that my intentions are not sincere." "Ling Yifan's one stop is a day.

Ling Yifan always went to Tianchi Peak to find Yun Mengyao, but it caused a burst of gossip among the disciples in the sect, and the most annoying of them was naturally Feng Siyuan, he now hated Ling Yifan to the core, but he had nothing to do within the sect, not to mention that Ling Yifan was now a big celebrity in the sect, and he had stepped into Fan in two years, it was shocking to think about it, and he could only slowly find an opportunity to deal with Ling Yifan.

Ling Yifan completely ignored the voices of the outside world, and still did his own thing, and the time slowly passed for three months, maybe it was Ling Yifan's persistence and sincerity that moved Yun Mengyao, maybe Yun Mengyao couldn't bear to make things difficult for him anymore, as time passed, the relationship between the two became closer and closer, and became more and more intimate...

On this day, Ling Yifan came to Yun Mengyao's residence and said seriously: "Mengyao, it has been more than three years since I entered the sect, and it has been three months since I came back from 'Tianyue Fang'. I want to go home to see my father, and I may have to spend a few more days with my father, so I may have to leave the sect for a few days temporarily. ”

Hearing this, Yun Mengyao apologized, "I'm sorry, I forgot about this, I was supposed to remind you to go home and have a look, but it's been three months since you came back, and you haven't even gone back to visit your father." ”

Ling Yifan comforted: "It's okay, I'm just going back a few months late, I've been waiting for three years, and it's not bad for these days." ”

When Ling Yifan said this, Yun Mengyao felt even more guilty, in order to go home, Ling Yifan was not willing to delay for a moment, and couldn't wait to go to the 'Tianyue Fang' to buy pills. Even if he was seriously injured, he was reluctant to take the blood elixir. Ling Yifan postponed the time to go home for her sake, and while apologetic, he was more moved in his heart.

"When are you going home?" Yun Mengyao said softly.

"I'll be back tomorrow, maybe a few more days. Ling Yifan said.

"It's okay, stay with your father more at home, greet the old man for me, have you asked the sect for instructions. Yun Mengyao said with concern.

Ling Yifan replied: "I have already asked the master, if my father sees you, he will be very happy!"

"It's not good to go to see your father this first time, and besides, I'm not ready yet!

"Hehe, that's what you said, I won't embarrass you this time, I must go next time!" Ling Yifan said with a smile...

On the second day, Ling Yifan left the sect, and Edgeworth went straight to Fengyin Village in his divine sense, Ling Yifan's heart fluctuated violently. I don't know if my father is doing well, Ling Yifan's mind is full of thoughts, and he is nervous in his heart. When he first left, he was just a fifteen-year-old boy, and in just three years, his appearance was still ordinary, but because of the perseverance and tempering of his heart, he had retreated from the youth of his youth, and he had a trace of fortitude and unyielding temperament in his bones.

"I don't know if my father can deny me!" Ling Yifan said secretly in his heart. Looking down at the rugged mountain road beneath your feet, there are sometimes fierce beasts infested. Ling Yifan sighed in his heart, thinking that he had followed Zhang Hu and the others from Fengyin Village all the way to the Ethereal Sect day and night, but now the distance of a hundred miles was just a moment for him.

Soon Fengyin Village appeared in Ling Yifan's sight, and he saw the thatched house at the entrance of the village from a distance, and it was so familiar. Standing a hundred meters in front of the house, looking at the familiar scenery around him, Ling Yifan had a feeling of being in a different world, his father's existence had already been discovered in his consciousness, and Ling Yifan walked towards the thatched house step by step.

Walking to the front of the house, Ling Yifan gently pushed open the courtyard door, and a gust of wind blew, rolling up the fallen leaves on the ground. The big willow tree in front of the door was thicker than when he left, and then a man with gray temples pushed open the door with a cane, and as soon as he came out, he saw a young man standing at the gate of the courtyard.

Looking at the young man in front of him, he was about to ask, when suddenly the man at the door was stunned. Watching intently, a familiar feeling appeared in his heart! Gradually, the young man's face became blurred in the man's eyes, and a young man's figure appeared in the man's mind, and suddenly, the man's hand holding the cane trembled slightly, "You... You are... Yifan?"

A drop of crystal liquid flowed from the corner of the young man's eyes, and he knelt down to the man with a plop, "Dad, it's me, my son is unfilial and you are worried!"

With a bang, his father Ling Qingjiang couldn't control it anymore, the crutches in his hand fell to the ground, and he hurriedly ran to his son and helped Ling Yifan up with both hands, "Quick, get up, let Dad take a good look!"

Ling Qingjiang helped Ling Yifan up and looked at it carefully. "Okay, okay, my son has grown so big, my father almost can't recognize him!, how about it, it's okay in the past few years, tell my father about your affairs in the sect in a while, what is the difference between the world of cultivation and us!" Ling Qingjiang couldn't hide the joy in his heart and asked.

"Dad, let's go back to the house and talk, it's cold outside, the wind is strong, don't blow you!" Ling Yifan pulled his father, and the two walked towards the house.

"Dad, I'll stay with you for a few more days when I come back this time, and I'll come back often in the future, and I won't go home for as long as before. Ling Yifan said.

"Hehe, it's okay, you just have to keep busy with you, just remember to come back to see my old bones often, it's impossible for you to stay with me for a long time. Ling Qingjiang said heartily.

"You haven't told me about the cultivation world yet, how about it, you can get used to it there!" Ling Qingjiang asked.

"I'm used to it, it's all good, it's no different from the mortal world, but there are some cultivators living there. Their lifespan is longer than that of mortals, and they have powerful mana, but they are not as mysterious as they imagined!" Ling Yifan explained to his father that he did not tell his father about his unhappiness when he first entered the sect and the cruelty of the cultivation realm.

"Hehe, my family Yifan is also a monk now, and his vision is naturally higher, I can't keep up with your vision. Ling Qingjiang felt a burst of pride in his heart, now his son is also a monk, usually high in the eyes of these mortals, and now his son is also the same as them.

Suddenly, Ling Yifan said mysteriously to Ling Qingjiang: "Dad, guess what kind of gift I brought back for you!"

"Ao, did you bring me something back? This dad can't guess it, so don't sell it, hurry up and tell sù daddy." ”

Ling Yifan looked at Ling Qingjiang's legs, "Dad, don't you want to throw away your crutches?"

"What? Are you saying that my leg can be restored? You have a way to cure it? How is it possible, it has been so many years! I am a doctor myself, and no one knows my situation better than me, and besides, I am old, and I can live for a few years!" Ling Qingjiang's radiant eyes dimmed again.

"Dad, you forgot that I am a monk now, but in the eyes of mortals, there is nothing that can be done by a fairy-like figure who is high in the sky!" Ling Yifan looked like he was in his chest.

After speaking, he took out a small jade bottle, which contained the Blood Spirit Pill, and he almost lost his life for this Blood Spirit Pill. If it weren't for his eagerness to buy this blood elixir, it wouldn't hurt him and Yun Mengyao were ambushed halfway, although the truth hadn't been found out yet, but he thought that if he didn't go to 'Tianyue Fang', that kind of thing wouldn't have happened.

Ling Yifan poured out the elixir, and suddenly an extremely strong spiritual power and medicinal fragrance filled the room, "Dad, take it quickly, you are a mortal, you may not be able to withstand the strength of this medicinal power, I will help you seal the medicinal power and let you absorb it slowly." By the way, there may be some pain in your leg recovery, so you can bear with it. ”

Ling Qingjiang saw that his son really took out a pill, and it looked very extraordinary, it seemed that his son was really sure to cure himself. Ling Qingjiang looked at his stump leg, he wanted to cure it and didn't want to cure it, for so many years, whenever he saw his stump leg, he would think of the scene back then.

He reminds himself every moment not to forget the events of the past, but unfortunately he is a mortal, and he is still a cripple, even if he has great perseverance and faith, but he has more than enough heart and insufficient strength to put it into action.

It wasn't until Zhang Hu came back that year to tell him that Ling Yifan was selected into the Ethereal Sect, and at that time, his son seemed to have become all his hopes.

But he doesn't want his son to live in hatred, he just wants his son to live a safe and happy life. Moreover, even if his son enters the sect, he may not have the strength to find out the truth and take revenge, so Ling Qingjiang did not plan to tell his son the truth.

Although he doesn't know much about the cultivation realm, he thinks that there are strong and weak, who knows what the identity of the enemy is, and whether he can afford to offend. He has already lost his wife and can no longer afford to lose his son, so he plans to keep this secret silently by himself.

On the day when his son marries a wife and starts a family, he will leave alone to find out the truth, and then he will have no regrets even if he dies in a foreign land. But he is an ordinary man, how to confront the cultivator, thinking of this, Ling Qingjiang felt powerless in his heart.

Looking at the filial son in front of him, Ling Qingjiang threw away the distracting thoughts in his heart, he did not refuse, but took the pill according to Ling Yifan's instructions. At the moment when he took the pill, Ling Yifan hit several magic decisions on him in a row, sealing the medicinal power.

In the next few days, Ling Yifan guarded his father's side every step of the way, and three days passed, Ling Qingjiang's stump miraculously returned to normal, although there was pain, but Ling Qingjiang gritted his teeth and survived.

If it weren't for the fear that my father's body would not be able to bear it, I am afraid that it would not take a day to recover. Looking at his father's right leg as usual, Ling Yifan felt a burst of joy in his heart. The medicinal power of this blood elixir is hidden in his father's body, and it is estimated that it is impossible to completely absorb it without a year and a half, and the remaining medicinal power is also of great benefit to his father, which can not only improve his physique, but also is estimated to prolong his father's life for ten years.

Ling Qingjiang looked at his right leg that was intact and sighed: "This person who cultivates the truth is really amazing, even this disease can be cured well, he really has unfathomable magical powers!"

Ling Yifan said: "Dad, don't be surprised, this is nothing, it's just an ordinary ability, and there are even more magical mana that I don't even know." ”

Hearing this, Ling Qingjiang sighed for a while, it seemed that there was no hope of revenge in this life on his own.