Chapter 917 Catharsis

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The three women nodded obediently, and then got up and went out of the council hall of Xiaoyao Sect with Feng Xiaotian.

As soon as Feng Xiaotian came out of the gate of the conference hall, he was stunned!

I saw a thin monkey, a big head and others surrounded several people and came towards this way. In the middle, there was a thin old man with a slightly camel waist, and an old man with a more camel waist and an eight-character beard next to him, but it was the wind second and the demon cultivation turtle who supported him!

"Grandpa!" Seeing this, Feng Xiaotian could not hold back the excitement in his heart. He shouted loudly, and his body flashed. He had already come to Feng Lao's body. He knelt down on the ground with a "plop", hugged Feng Lao's legs, and cried loudly.

When Feng Xiaotian cried, the three women behind him naturally cried.

"Xiao Tian, I didn't expect Grandpa to see you again!" Feng Lao Er trembled and stretched out his hands full of old comet, gently stroked Feng Xiaotian's head, his eyes were full of love, and turbid tears came out of his eyes!

"Grandpa, my grandson is unfilial. I haven't come to see you for so long, which worries Grandpa!" Feng Xiaotian raised his head and sobbed. The hot tears uncontrollably scratched his cheeks and dripped on his skirt.

Since flying to the fairyland, Feng Xiaotian has been abducted and sold to mines, fought against the anti-life alliance, rebuilt the Xiaoyao Sect, recovered Hu Jialiang and Wang Watermelon, fought against the dungeon, died in the big snow mountain, fought against the Xueying faction, and even went to the Northern Ming Dynasty, and circled between the three major forces in the northern wilderness. It was also several life and death lines in Beiming. It was so difficult and dangerous. After so many hardships, Feng Xiaotian has never shed a single tear. Today, I saw Grandpa Feng's second brother, but he could no longer resist the rolling tears and cried like a child.

Feng Xiaotian is a person who doesn't like to show his emotions easily. Although Xiaoyaozong was finally established in the fairyland and achieved the realm of golden immortals, he never shows his inner fragility in front of others. This kind of fragility can only be released when he meets his close grandfather Feng Laoer, and only by himself. In front of his grandfather, Feng Xiaotian is no longer the suzerain of the free sect, no longer the strong man in the golden fairy period, nor the genius envied by everyone's eyes. He is just a child, a child with admiration and longing for family affection. In front of Feng Laoer, Feng Xiaotian does not need any camouflage or any scheming. You just need to ** your own mind, just act coquettish, in exchange for Feng Lao Er's loving touch!

In the eyes of Feng Laoer, Feng Xiaotian is not the high-ranking suzerain of Xiaoyao. He will always be his most beloved grandson. He will always be the grandson who can't let go of himself. He will always be his infinite concern. How many times have he been dreamed and how many times he shed tears. Although today's Feng Laoer's status is respected, Don't say that this Xiaoyao Sect, even in the whole world of cultivation, no one dares to disobey the meaning of the second against the wind, although the second is just a true cultivation person in the golden elixir period.

But Feng Laoer's heart seems to have incomparable regret. He now lives in the magnificent high-rise house of Cui Wei, but in his heart, he always misses the shabby hut at the northernmost end of Fengjiazhuang, thinking about when he wakes up and re-covers the quilt for the naughty grandson who likes to kicks off the quilt. When can I light a pot of dry smoke and tell the story for my grandchildren that I will never get tired of and listen to, but all this can only be found in my dream!

Of course, Feng Laoer also knows that it is a good thing for his grandson to have a good time. He has also been glorified. Otherwise, with his old bone, I'm afraid he has already turned into a bone in the grass!

But Feng Laoer still misses Feng Xiaotian uncontrollably, worries about Feng Xiaotian, and thinks about how his grandson is doing in that distant fairyland every day? Will someone bully you? Will it be like killing and fighting all day in the world of cultivation? Will you bleed and get hurt?

Every time I think of this, Feng Laoer's heart has suffered a lot. Over the years, Feng Laoer's already youthful body has become old again because he misses his grandson, his black hair has become snow-white, and his cultivation has not improved.

Parents all over the world are not like this. Every parent wants their children to be promising, but when their children really go out, every pair of parents stay in the old house and look forward to the familiar footsteps of their son at the door, looking forward to seeing their son swallowing sweetly what they have done for their son. Delicious!

As the saying goes, "I don't want to be close to my son". Many people who work hard outside ignore the white-haired parents in their hometown. When they finally no longer worry about life, they no longer need to work hard. When they think of their parents, when they think of spending some time with their relatives, they may Now, his parents have long had white hair, and have even turned into a bleak weed on the grave, leaving only incomparable regret to accompany him for the rest of his life!

Think about the expectant eyes of your parents, think about the attentive exhortations of your parents on the phone, think about the parents looking at the entrance of the village with crutches, and think about the aging face of your parents. I just hope that the book friends of Xifeng can often go home and send more heartfelt smiles to their parents who have worked hard all their lives. !

Feng Xiaotian held Feng Lao Er's legs and finally stopped the tears. The chaotic fairy in his body made a loud noise and flowed automatically. Every meridians, every small acupuncture point, and even every cell of the body, happened again under the nourishment of the chaotic fairy spirit. With the qualitative change, the body actually makes a sound like a tide!

Feng Xiaotian was afraid that his breath would hurt Feng Lao Er and others, so he hurriedly shouted, "Chunhong, senior, take grandpa to step back!"

Lu Chunhong, Gui Wu and others quickly retreated dozens of feet with Feng Er and others, while Feng Xiaotian sat down, and two top-grade fairy stones suddenly appeared in his hand. While absorbing the spirit of immortals, he looked at the situation in his body!

The chaotic fairy spirit in the body completely penetrates into my own flesh and blood, making my flesh and bones become crystal clear, and the chaotic fairy spirit is like an arm and finger, so that it is round!

Feng Xiaotian was secretly happy, but he didn't know why. His cultivation took another big step forward and reached the peak of the middle of the golden immortal. If he took another step forward, he would reach Daluo Jinxian!

It turned out that Feng Xiaotian's cry was to vent all the emotions accumulated in his body, so that the flesh was no longer hindered, so that it was completely integrated with the chaotic fairy spirit, resulting in the improvement of Feng Xiaotian's cultivation!