Looking at the endless vast forest sea, the breeze blows, the branches sway, and above the forest sea, there are bursts of green waves, spreading towards the end of the sight.

In the middle of the forest, several small hills are hidden, and occasionally white-hung waterfalls dot them, bringing a roaring sound and mist in the sky. The waterfall goes straight down, and the mist fills the surface of the lake below, looking hazy, like a fairyland in the lake.

On a boulder at the edge of the lake, a young man sat cross-legged, his hands forming healing knots, and around him, the space fluctuated slightly, wisps of faint energy emerged, and then continued to instill in the young man's body.

The crystal clear lake, the roaring waterfall, the diffuse mist, and the special environment are built into a special artistic conception. In this environment, the energy gushing out of the space around Chu Xuanyuan is also getting thicker and thicker, and for these energies, Chu Xuanyuan naturally does not refuse to come, and his body is like a black hole that is not filled, and all the future will be devoured.

It lasted for nearly three hours, and the energy around Chu Xuanyuan gradually faded, and after the eyelashes shook a few times, he opened his eyes slightly, and his dark eyes flashed a little golden light, and then disappeared quickly.

"It looks like you've fully recovered. ”

An old man with kind eyebrows and kind eyes appeared in front of Chu Xuanyuan silently.

The young man on the boulder immediately turned over, fell to the ground, and saluted the old man, "Chu Xuanyuan has seen Elder Tianyu. ”

"No courtesy, no courtesy. ”

Elder Tianyu smiled happily and helped Chu Xuanyuan up with his own hands, but he still saw that there was a deep sense of loss in those bright eyes.

"Xuanyuan, are you still worried about the matter of the Nine Heavenly Thunder Platforms? The past matter, let it pass! This time, it was the secret injury caused by your cultivation of Xuangong that affected you, and it can't be taken seriously. But you have cultivated the Divine Punishment Xuangong, and the Nine Heavenly Thunder Platforms are no longer so important compared to this. ”

"But......" Chu Xuanyuan clenched his fists and said in a low voice, "But I can only ascend to the fourth level of the Nine Heavenly Thunder Platforms, this is an indisputable fact." ”

"It's a fact, it's a reality, but reality can be changed. Elder Tianyu stroked his white beard and said meaningfully, "Go to the secluded mountain, your father, waiting for you there." He will soon leave the Great Thousand Upper Realm, and the old decay is in the clan, waiting for you to come back. ”

As he spoke, Elder Tianyu's body floated upward, his feet were also off the ground, and his body moved, transforming into a white light, roaring into the sky.

Chu Xuanyuan stood there with a solemn face, he really didn't know what kind of face he had to go to see his father again. Stopping at the fourth level, this is a fact that millions of people have seen together, and for Chu Xuanyuan, this is a shame, not only for himself, but also for his father. Even if it was a secret injury caused by the previous cultivation of the Divine Punishment Xuangong, the truth could not be changed.

What outsiders value is the result, not the process, and failure is failure, no matter how beautiful the failure is, no matter how much effort you try, it is still a failure.

With deep guilt, Chu Xuanyuan passed through the vast forest sea and entered a deep mountain.

I don't know how long later, the setting sun fell towards the low secluded mountain. At the foot of the mountain, the spring water rushes, and the golden light like fish scales floats on the surface of the water. Just by the river, there was a man dressed in a plain white robe, with a light robe with a gentle belt and wide sleeves and a high crown, but the most special thing was that there were two very obvious patches on this robe.

Chu Xuanyuan's heart was slightly cold, he immediately slowed down, fell, knelt behind the man, buried his head very low, and said, "Child, I've seen my father!"

Chu Hanxian turned around slowly, and said with a calm face: "The past, just let it pass, you don't need to blame yourself." Arise first, and go up to the mountain as your father. ”

"Yes. ”

Although the mountain is not high, it takes half an hour to walk, and the father and son did not fly, but chose to walk up the mountain. They walked quietly along the way, as if afraid of disturbing something.

On the top of the mountain, there are no tall trees, but wild grass. In this barren grass, there stands a stone monument made of white marble, behind the stele is a small mound, on the mound, full of colorful flowers, adding a touch of vitality to this barren grassland.

The stele was blank and no name was written. Chu Hanxian planted three sticks of incense in front of this stone tablet, and in the windless weather, the white smoke rose straight, as if through it, he could talk to the person who was far away in the sky.

When looking at this stone stele, Chu Hanxian's gaze was a little confused. Chu Xuanyuan stood silently next to him, Chu Xuanyuan didn't know who this monument represented, his father never told him, only that this was a very important person to his father.

Looking at the white smoke rising straight up, Chu Hanxian took out a piccolo from his sleeve, stopped in front of the stone tablet, and blew a long sound. The song is not sad, just a little lonely. The fiery sunset fell overwhelmed, gilding his white back.

The wind came suddenly, blowing his plain white robe. On the secluded mountain, there is a long flute sound.

When the flute sound dissipated, the sun had set, and the bright starry sky lit up the night.

"It's time. ”

Chu Hanxian muttered to himself, and gently put the flute on the stone tablet, his expression changed, no one knew what he was thinking.

"Father. Chu Xuanyuan couldn't help but lose his voice. He knew, father, that he was about to leave.

The warm hand gently landed on Chu Xuanyuan's shoulder.

"Xuanyuan, you once asked your father why he wanted to seal your bloodline and let you participate in enlightenment and cultivation. ”

"In fact, when a martial artist was at his youngest, he had the most acute sense of this heaven and earth. Relying on the bloodline devouring to grow cultivation, although it is fast, it misses an opportunity. And this opportunity is only a few short years, and once it is missed, it will not be reversed. ”

"Soon, you will find out what is the result of ten years of hard work, when you really discover its power, you can make heaven and earth fight for you. ”

Chu Hanxian said lightly, there was always an unusual meaning in his words.

"Remember, the child will not live up to his father's teachings!"

Jingying's eyes were hazy, but they didn't fall after all.

(To be continued...... ）