When Su Xiaofan smelled the scent of musk deer meat in his nose, any idea of immortality and immortality was immediately forgotten.
Before his father came down, Su Xiaofan rushed back to the igloo above. Regardless of the boiling water in the cauldron, he took out a piece and ate it.
"You brat, what will your mother do if you come up here?"
Su Weixuan glared at his son. In fact, with their cultivation level, their spiritual consciousness could always see below, so there was no need to stare with naked eyes. It was just that Su Weixuan was worried.
"Dad, there are only stones in this world that look at husbands, but there are no stones that look at wives."
Su Xiaofan curled his lips and said, "Don't you feel bad for me, mom? But it's okay, it's okay. You'd better take care of your body."
"What can I do?"
Su Weixuan shook his head, but he was no slower than his son. He had almost collapsed himself this month, and now his body continued to replenish energy.
As the saying goes, caring leads to chaos, but after this month, Su Weixuan also knew that his wife's condition was improving, and the anxiety in his heart gradually eased.
After having a hearty meal with his son, Su Weixuan returned downstairs, feeling uneasy without staring at him with his own eyes.
But this time Su Weixuan did not torture himself anymore, but sat up on the ground to meditate, absorbing the spiritual energy floating in the air to maintain the energy his body needed.
Su Xiaofan went down several times, but Su Weixuan drove him back. He simply went into seclusion in the igloo above to practice.
Ever since he was promoted to the Yang Shen Realm, Su Xiaofan has been busy running around here and there. Now that he has free time to practice quietly, Su Xiaofan has calmed down and devoted himself to practice.
Su Xiaofan didn't know how big the spatial cracks in the restricted area of the glacier were. Even if he let go of his cultivation, the spiritual energy in the igloo was still abundant and would not affect the space below at all.
As the saying goes, there is no sun or moon in the mountains, and the year is unknown in terms of cold and heat.
When the mind is completely immersed in cultivation, the awareness of the passage of time is no longer in the mind.
For two whole months, Su Xiaofan's figure remained motionless, sitting there like a statue.
"It should be almost time."
Su Xiaofan slowly opened his eyes, and the countdown number in his mind had changed to 00:05:59. In other words, his mother still had six minutes to end the cultivation of this technique.
Standing up, Su Xiaofan heard the bones all over his body crackle like firecrackers.
When you reach the realm of Yang Shen, your physical body and spiritual consciousness practice together. The physical body must be strong to a certain extent in order to condense your spiritual consciousness and break the elixir to become a baby.
Of course, Su Xiaofan has not cultivated Yang Shen realm skills now. The early and late stages of Yang Shen alone are enough for him to practice for several years. It is still too early to think about these things.
When his mother recovers, Su Xiaofan plans to find a safe place to cultivate Yang Shen realm skills.
As long as the repair value allowed, Su Xiaofan still wanted to focus on enhancing his own strength.
Because there are still two inheritance light groups left in his mind, with Su Xiaofan's current cultivation level, he is unable to open the light group to accept the inheritance.
Pushing away the ice rock, Su Xiaofan returned to the underground ice cave, where his father's figure was still guarding him.
However, when Su Xiaofan looked at the ten-thousand-year-old mysterious ice, he was stunned for a moment. The original five-meter-wide and high mysterious ice had all melted away at this moment.
Xuan Rui, who was originally standing, is now sitting cross-legged on the ground. Every time he exhales and inhales, all the spiritual energy pours in from his mouth and nose.
"Is my mother going to break through the Yangshen?"
Feeling the aura stirring in the ice cave, Su Xiaofan suddenly understood that he had experienced such a thing before.
At this time, the numbers in Su Xiaofan's mind finally returned to zero. In other words, the mother's Xuannv inheritance had been explained.
But the spiritual energy surrounding Xuan Rui was only slightly stronger than before. Su Xiaofan knew that her mother, like herself, was taking advantage of the situation to attack the Yangshen realm.
"The spiritual energy here is a little weaker." Seeing his son coming over, Su Weixuan had a look of worry on his face.
From the foundation building stage to the Yang Shen realm, it can be said to be the most important breakthrough for a cultivator. A successful breakthrough will open up the world, and the level of life will rise and sublimate.
But if it fails, it will cause great damage to the Yinshen, and it may be difficult to make further progress in this life's cultivation.
"Dad, I still have a few spiritual stones here!" Su Xiaofan was also a little worried. It would take a huge amount of spiritual energy to attack the Yangshen.
With a flick of the wrist, Su Xiaofan found six more spirit stones in his palm. These were obtained from killing those cultivators before. Su Xiaofan had always thrown them into the space bag.
With a casual throw, six spiritual stones surrounded Xuanrui. As Xuanrui's body's demand for spiritual energy increased, the spiritual energy in those spiritual stones was also extracted.
"You kid, have you refined that space bag?"
Su Weixuan glanced at his son. In fact, he knew that his son's space bag was successfully refined as early as two months ago after seeing the musk meat on it.
"How big is the space?" Su Weixuan asked casually. He had the Qiankun Ding in his hand and didn't really care about these things.
"Three meters long, wide and high."
Su Xiaofan didn't know whether his space bag was larger or smaller.
However, after refining the space bag, the feeling of blood connection told Su Xiaofan that he had maximized the role of the space bag.
If you want to make the space bag bigger, you have to throw the space bag into the refining pool and refine it again, but the 50,000 points of repair value directly persuaded Su Xiaofan to quit.
"It's actually so big?"
After hearing his son's words, Su Weixuan's expression changed obviously.
"Is it big?"
Su Xiaofan asked confusedly: "Dad, how much storage space does your Qiankun Cauldron have?"
"Ahem, the Qiankun Ding is not long for storage, so the space inside is only seven or eight squares."
Su Weixuan didn't want to lose face in front of his son. In fact, the storage space of his Qiankun Cauldron was only about two meters at most.
Moreover, Su Weixuan consumes a lot of spiritual consciousness every time he uses it, so he rarely uses the storage function of the Qiankun Cauldron.
"You should use that space bag sparingly on weekdays, as it will consume too much spiritual energy."
Su Weixuan told his son: "Don't use it in front of others, so as not to be stared at?"
"Dad, it won't cost much."
Su Xiaofan shook his head, and his backpack appeared in his hand. After disappearing in an instant, it reappeared in his hand.
"You... took this out of the space bag?"
Su Weixuan was a little dumbfounded. Is it so simple to get things from space equipment?
According to the information Su Weixuan got from the Qiankun Cauldron, the use of space storage equipment is to use spiritual consciousness to connect two space channels.
In this process, the consumption of spiritual consciousness is very huge. Even if Su Weixuan is a late-stage Jindan cultivator, if he uses it five or six times in a row, his spiritual consciousness will be consumed to a certain extent.
"Dad, maybe you haven't refined the Qiankun Cauldron thoroughly enough."
Su Xiaofan knew that any technique or object refined by the repair system would be much more powerful than those of the same level.
It's like Su Xiaofan has cultivated Yin Shen realm skills. After breaking through Yang Shen, his spiritual consciousness is comparable to that of a cultivator in the middle stage of Yang Shen.
After this three-month retreat, Su Xiaofan's spiritual power has reached the peak of the middle stage of Yang Shen. Perhaps there is only one opportunity left to become a middle stage Yang Shen cultivator.
"I haven't completely refined the Qiankun Cauldron, but how did you refine the space bag so completely?"
Su Weixuan was still a little unconvinced, but Su Weixuan didn't know that at this time, he was quite a bit like Jing Shizhen when he was teaching Su Xiaofan.
The process is basically the same, starting from seeing Su Xiaofan inferior to him, then watching him become stronger step by step, and finally realizing that he can't even see Su Xiaofan's shadow.
"Dad, I have starry sky energy!" Su Xiaofan blocked it with one sentence.
"Okay, your star energy is amazing."
Su Weixuan was a little confused, but he had to admit that it seemed completely acceptable to refine a space bag with the starry sky energy that could even cure his wife's brain disease.
The father and son were talking, but their consciousness was locked on Xuan Rui, who was breaking through the Yang Shen realm, for fear that something might happen to her.
At this moment, the Xuan Nu inheritance in Xuan Rui's mind has long been absorbed and digested by her, and the brain disease that has troubled her for more than ten years has completely disappeared.
In fact, Xuan Rui could wake up at this time, but there seemed to be a voice in the dark, asking her to continue practicing.
Xuan Rui's inheritance is different from the inheritance Su Xiaofan received. She doesn't need to figure out the Yang Shen realm's skills at all, the skills start running in her consciousness on their own.
He did not encounter any shackles at all. As a loud noise came from the sea of consciousness, Xuan Rui's body shook, and the huge consciousness spread in all directions.
Although he was under a thousand-meter glacier, Xuan Rui's Yang Shen jumped out at this moment.
Unlike Su Weixuan and his son, as well as other Yang Shen realm cultivators, Xuan Rui's Yang Shen is as cold as the bright moon. Even the cold wind in this restricted area cannot shake Xuan Rui's Yang Shen in the slightest.
The huge spiritual consciousness extended far in all directions.
Almost at the same time, a violent bear roar rang out from deep inside the restricted area, and a pack of wolves howled outside the restricted area with an earth-shattering sound.
Under the thousand-meter glacier only tens of kilometers away from the core of the restricted area, an old man in ragged clothes suddenly raised his head, his eyes shooting toward the east like two bolts of lightning.
At the easternmost point of the crack in the forbidden space, several figures whose faces were blurry and unable to be clearly seen appeared, but they were also facing the east.
Even the human cultivators in Fang City were shocked by the sudden pressure of the Yang God.
Mr. Dong, Xiangu He and Senior Brother Kong instantly appeared on the iceberg in Gongweifang City, looking towards the east.
"It is the spiritual consciousness of human cultivators." Mr. Dong breathed a sigh of relief.
"This spiritual consciousness is very strong, and it practices ice-based techniques, which is perfect for this restricted area of the glacier."
Senior Brother Kong looked solemn. Humanity also has several camps. If the Black Hand organization is promoted, it will definitely be bad news for the sect family alliance.
"Don't make wild guesses. After a while, both humans and ghosts will show off!"
Mr. Dong waved his hand and returned to his igloo. Recently, he was struggling with his stupid descendant who had been separated by who knows how many generations. It was not easy to force him to practice to the late stage of Qi training.
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Xuanrui didn't know how much of a sensation she had caused in the Glacier Restricted Area. All of this was just her subconscious behavior.
After revealing Yang Shen, Xuanrui's attention instantly came to the two men not far away.
The older man was thin and elegant in appearance, but his temples were already covered with white hair. He was looking at himself with twitching lips and tears in his eyes.
The young man, however, was a head taller than Su Weixuan next to him, and he had a handsome face, but there was an indescribable meaning in his eyes when he looked at him.
Su Xiaofan was not unexcited. At this time, he was gradually overlapping the mother in front of him with the mother in his memory and dream.
Otherwise, it would be difficult for Su Xiaofan to regard Xuanrui, who seemed to be more than ten years younger after being promoted to Yangshen, as his mother.
What's more important is that the current mother's appearance is actually very similar to Su Xiaoxiao. If they stand together, others will definitely mistake them for sisters.
"Xiaofan, is that you?"
Xuan Rui had withdrawn Yang Shen at this moment and looked at Su Xiaofan with tears in her eyes.
She recognized it. This was her son, the little man she cared about the most before she escaped far away from the iceberg restricted area.
Xuan Rui clearly remembered that just the day before she left, her son was still lying in front of her bed, gently kissing her closed eyes pretending to be asleep, and told her mother that it didn't hurt and that Xiaofan wanted to protect her mother.
It seemed that if she kissed her mother, she would feel much better. Su Xiaofan put his little mouth on her mother's forehead, as if she was easing her mother's pain.
Her son's childish words strengthened Xuanrui's confidence in living. She believed that as long as she persisted, she would one day see her son again.
"Son, be good and come to mom."
Xuan Rui sang with tears in her eyes:
"Little rabbit be good, open the door
Open quickly, I want to come in
Don't open it, don't open it, I won't open it
Mom hasn’t come back, and no one will come..."
Such childish lyrics instantly broke Su Xiaofan's guard, and the childhood that he had almost forgotten came to mind at this moment.
When Su Xiaofan was two or three years old, he had to listen to his mother's children's songs to fall asleep, and this was the one he listened to the most.
Even when he was six or seven years old, he still liked to listen to his mother singing nursery rhymes, but at that time it was Su Xiaoxiao who was coaxing him. This nursery rhyme accompanied him until his mother passed away.
Tears welled up in his eyes, and Su Xiaofan called out "Mom" in a tearful voice. He knelt down in front of his mother with a body of over 1.8 meters, and leaned his head on her body. Su Xiaofan burst into tears.
"Mom is here, Mom is here."
Xuanrui couldn't help herself, tears flowed down her cheeks.
Why doesn't she miss her children? The days every year when her husband brings their children's photos are the happiest times for Xuan Rui.
"My mother is not here, and my home is no longer here."
Su Xiaofan could no longer control his emotions, "When mom is here, home is here!"
"Mom is here, home is here, let's go home together!"
Xuanrui helped her son up, wiping his tears with her sleeves just like Su Xiaofan did when he was young.
"Don't cry. Our Xiaofan has grown up and can no longer be a crybaby."
After hearing his mother's words, Su Xiaofan's crying became louder.
When he was with his mother, Su Xiaofan was a protected child. When bullied by his friends, his mother always stood up for him.
But after her mother passed away and her father was away from home all year round, the elderly grandfather was no longer able to protect the Su Xiaofan brothers and sisters.
At that time, Su Xiaofan became a wild child and had to fight with people every day.
Even when faced with a child who was older than him, Su Xiaofan would bite off a piece of flesh from his scalp after being beaten until his scalp was bleeding.
After a few times, no children in the nearby villages dared to bully Su Xiaofan's brother and sister. It was with this fierceness that Su Xiaofan protected his sister until she went to college.
But who can tell Su Xiaofan about the anguish in his heart? He also wanted to grow up under the protection of his parents, but on the day his mother passed away, all this was lost.
Now seeing her mother, Su Xiaofan vented all the grievances he had suppressed for more than ten years.
The cultivator and the sun god were all forgotten by Su Xiaofan at this moment. He was just a big boy who wanted to cry to his mother.
"What are you crying like? Your mother is fine, shouldn't you be happy?"
An inappropriate voice suddenly intervened, but what he was greeted with were two angry looks.
"Then...then what, you...you keep crying!"
Su Weixuan was frightened and said with a sad face: "I...why do I feel a little redundant? Wife, shouldn't it be the two of us crying together now?"
Su Weixuan has never been so envious and jealous of his son. He feels that it is him who should hold his wife in his arms at this time and softly confide the pain of loving and protecting her for more than ten years.
Instead of letting that bastard Su Xiaofan hug his wife and cry there, wiping his tears on his mother.
"Just wait a moment."
Su Xiaofan glared at his father angrily, "You old scumbag, why didn't you tell me about your mother earlier? Then wouldn't I have cured my mother long ago?"
What is an unreasonable naughty child? It means a child with the support of his mother. Su Xiaofan has never felt that his back is so tough.
"You...you, I am doing this for your own good!"
Su Weixuan, who was accused by his son, couldn't hold back a word for a long time. He was so angry that he almost wanted to release the Qiankun Cauldron to suppress this traitor.
"My son is right, why don't you tell them?"
Xuan Rui gently held Su Xiaofan's arm, "Anyway, my son is not wrong, it is you who is wrong!"
In the same way as naughty children, the most unprincipled women are the children's mothers. No matter what time, they will always stand with their sons.
"I...I, well, it's me who's wrong!"
Su Weixuan let out a long sigh, what a sin, he has been protecting his wife for more than ten years, yet he was upstaged by this rebellious son.
And judging from the current situation, my family status may be very worrying in the future. Fortunately, I don’t have a dog at home.
No, this traitor seemed to have a big cat. Su Weixuan couldn't help but wailed in his heart.
"Okay, Xiaofan, don't cry,"
Xuan Rui looked at Su Xiaofan with clear eyes, "You are an adult now. A man bleeds, sweats, but doesn't shed tears. He can only cry once. Do you remember?"
"Mom, I remember!"
Su Xiaofan nodded vigorously, with a bit of embarrassment on his face. Ever since he could remember, after the day his mother left, he had never cried like this again.
After sending her son's arms, Xuanrui came to Su Weixuan's side and gently nestled her body in her husband's arms.
"Weixuan, thank you for your hard work!"
Just such a faint sentence made Su Weixuan's eyes quickly turn red, and the muscles on his face were trembling.
"No...not hard, not hard."
The man did not shed tears easily, but before he felt sad, the tears falling from Su Weixuan's eyes fell on his wife's hair.
At this moment, after more than ten years of protection, more than ten years of longing, more than ten years of seeing each other day and night but not being able to get along, Su Weixuan's heart was filled with depression and depression.
Everything disappears!!!
My mother died early, this chapter made the author cry