So much so!

Cheng Ping'an did not notice the bed treading at the first time...

He looked at his beautiful woman with pity.

"Ping An, you're awake!"

When this gentle voice sounded, Cheng Ping'an noticed the beautiful woman sitting by the bed.

"Who are you?" Cheng Ping'an asked with a frown:

"How did it appear at my house?"

His tone was a little unhappy.

The most important thing is that he noticed the tone of the woman in front of him talking to him, which was a little strange.

It seems that he is a young man, and the other person is an elder.

'wrong!'

‘I must have thought too much.’

Once this thought emerged, it was dismissed by Cheng Ping'an.

but!

This is normal, after all, Cheng Ping'an never really looked like Murong Wanwan.

It was the first time his own son saw his mother's true face.

same.

At this moment, Murong Wanwan also noticed her own son's strange eyes.

Seeing this, Murong Wanwan suppressed her excitement and forced herself to calm down.

Then!

She let out a light breath and slowly told Cheng Ping'an the truth.

at last.

Murong Wanwan looked at Cheng Ping'an with pity and added:

"Ping An, don't blame us!"

"You have no spiritual roots. If you let you know our origin, you will suffer from strange visions and pains. It is better to spend your life in the mundane world!"

After a long time.

Cheng Ping'an digested the sudden bursting news, and then he seemed to think of something, his eyes were filled with surprise and asked:

"Mom...Mom, can I practice now?

Can you also be a noble immortal master in the future?”

Obviously.

Cheng Ping'an didn't know what Murong Wanwan's so-called Nascent Soul Realm represents?

There is no clear understanding either!

In his heart, the shock was far from what he could practice.

On the other side.

When Murong Wanwan heard this, she nodded subconsciously and said seriously:

"Um!"

"With our help in the future, Ping An, you will definitely become an extremely powerful monk."

At this time...

Cheng Ping'an endured the hunger in his stomach, glanced around with his eyes, and asked:

"Where is my father?"

"When I was in Chengjia Village before, I thought my father had really passed away.

I will never be able to fulfill my filial piety again in the future, and I didn’t expect this to be fake.”

"Your father has used the heavenly method for you to shape spiritual roots this time, and his mind has been exhausted!

Now he is recovering in the bedroom next to him!”

Just then...

The door was pushed open and an old woman walked into.

See this scene.

Although Cheng Ping'an knew that the mother he had always thought in his heart was a puppet, he saw Xuxue's old woman like a living person, and her worldview also suffered a huge impact.

This moment.

Cheng Ping'an was also full of yearning and curiosity for the legendary monks.

The old woman didn't care about the shock that flashed in Cheng Ping'an's eyes, and immediately took out the exquisite food and placed it in front of Cheng Ping'an.

At the same time, Murong Wanwan said gently to Cheng Ping'an:

"alright!"

"When you start practicing, you will become accustomed to it."

"You'd better have a meal first!

This time you have been sleeping for nearly three months and now you need to replenish your body."

"Um!"

Cheng Ping'an responded softly.

Immediately afterwards.

He had been hungry for a long time, chewing on the exquisite dishes in front of him.

Murong Wanwan continued to look at Cheng Ping'an:

"When your father has finished repairing it, it's time for us to leave!"

"You don't have to worry about these younger generations without spiritual roots. This puppet will always be here."

"When we return to [Ping'an City], we will also send monks from the clan to protect these young men who have no spiritual roots."

Hearing this.

Cheng Ping'an's hand movements were made, and after he swallowed the food in his mouth, he spoke:

"Mom, since my father can help the child shape his spiritual roots, can he...?"

Before Cheng Ping'an finished speaking, Murong Wanwan immediately shook her head and said seriously:

"Ping An, you have not entered the world of immortal cultivation, and you don't know the common sense of immortal cultivation."

"After you enter the world of immortal cultivation, you will know how terrifying it is to shape your spiritual roots?"

"And your father can help you shape your spiritual roots, not only because your father is the supreme powerhouse of the world, but also practiced a supreme secret technique, so he helped you shape your spiritual roots!"

"However.

This is not the most critical thing. Your father will definitely pay a huge price to shape your spiritual roots."

"otherwise!

There will be no rumors of spiritual root creation in the world of immortal cultivation for countless years.”

"And before, your father walked out of this bedroom, and although he didn't say it, I noticed the look of fatigue hidden in your father's eyes."

As soon as this statement comes out.

Cheng Ping'an didn't say much, and continued to solve the food in front of him.

However, he was going to ask carefully when he saw his father.

From my mother's words, it is not difficult to see that my mother feels sorry for her father.

If he hadn't been his mother's son, his relationship would have been a little distant. With his mother's attitude just now, he would not have let his father use the magic that he had spoken of.

A few days later...

After repairing Cheng Buzhen, he took his wife and Cheng Ping'an to leave the town.

The next day, Cheng Mansion in the town hung white silk...

soon.

A piece of news spread in the town that the old man Cheng's mansion, who had settled for a short time, was seriously ill and had no medical treatment for medicine and died.

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On the other side.
To be continued...