Chapter 236 Men don't cry easily!
"Oh, it smells so good."
When Su Xiaofan smelled the scent of musk beef in his nostrils, he immediately forgot about the immortal state of immortality.
Before his father came down, Su Xiaofan rushed back to the igloo above, and regardless of the boiling hot water in the tripod, he took out a piece and ate it.
"Stinky boy, what will your mother do when you come up?"
Su Weixuan stared at his son. In fact, with their cultivation base, their spiritual sense could always see below. There was no need to stare with naked eyes, but Su Weixuan was just worried.
"Dad, there is only a husband-wife stone in this world, but no husband-wife stone."
Su Xiaofan curled his lips, "Don't I feel sorry for my mother? But if it's okay, it's okay. You should take care of your body."
"What can I do."
Su Weixuan shook his head, but his actions were no slower than his son's. This month, he almost collapsed himself, and now his body continues to replenish energy.
As the saying goes, caring makes 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 went back downstairs, feeling uneasy not to stare at him with his own eyes.
But this time Su Weixuan didn't torture himself anymore, but sat up on the ground to meditate, absorbing the free aura in the air, and maintaining the energy his body needed.
Su Xiaofan went down a few times, but was driven back by Su Weixuan, so he simply retreated to practice in the igloo above.
Since he was promoted to the Yangshen Realm, Su Xiaofan has been busy running around. Now that he has time to practice quietly, Su Xiaofan also calmed down and devoted himself to the cultivation.
Su Xiaofan didn't know how big the space crack in the glacier restricted zone was. Even if he let go of his cultivation, the aura in the igloo was still abundant, and it wouldn't affect the space below at all.
As the saying goes, there is no sun and moon in the mountains, and the year does not know the cold and heat.
When the mind is completely immersed in cultivation, there is no awareness of the passage of time in my mind.
For two whole months, Su Xiaofan's figure remained motionless, like a statue sitting there.
"It should be almost time."
Su Xiaofan slowly opened his eyes, the number counting down in his mind has changed to 00:05:59, that is to say, there are still six minutes left for the mother to finish this practice cultivation.
Stand up, only to hear Su Xiaofan's bones all over his body crackling like firecrackers.
When one reaches the realm of the Yang God, the physical body and the spiritual consciousness are cultivated together. The physical body must be strong to a certain extent in order to condense the spiritual consciousness and break through the alchemy into an infant.
Of course, Su Xiaofan doesn't have Yangshen Realm cultivation techniques now, just the early and late Yangshen stages are enough for him to practice for a few years, it's still too early to think about these things.
When his mother recovers, Su Xiaofan plans to find a safe place to cultivate Yangshen Realm skills.
Su Xiaofan still wants to focus on enhancing his own strength as long as the repair value allows.
Because there are still two inheritance light groups left in his mind, with Su Xiaofan's current cultivation level, he can't open the light groups 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.
But when Su Xiaofan looked at the Wannian Xuanbing, he was stunned for a moment, the original five meters wide and tall Xuanbing had completely melted away at this moment.
Xuanrui, who was originally standing, is now sitting cross-legged on the ground, with every breath, all the spiritual energy pours in from the mouth and nose.
"My mother is going to break through Yangshen?"
Feeling the surge of aura in the ice cave, Su Xiaofan suddenly understood in his heart that he had experienced such a thing once before.
At this time, the number in Su Xiaofan's mind finally returned to zero. In other words, at this time, the mother's Xuannv inheritance has been accumulated and explained.
But the aura surrounding Xuanrui's body is stronger than before, not weaker. Su Xiaofan knows that his mother, like himself, is taking advantage of the situation to attack the Yang God Realm.
"The aura here is a little weaker." Seeing his son approaching, Su Weixuan showed a trace of worry on his face.
From the foundation-building period to the Yangshen realm, it can be said to be the most important breakthrough for a cultivator. The successful breakthrough will open up the sea and the sky, and the level of life will be sublimated by a leap.
But if it fails, it will cause great damage to the Yin God, and maybe it will be difficult to improve in this life.
"Dad, I still have a few spirit stones here!" Su Xiaofan was also a little worried, it would take a huge amount of spirit energy to hit the Yang God.
Flicking his wrist, Su Xiaofan had six extra spirit stones in his palm, which were obtained from killing those cultivators before, and Su Xiaofan had been throwing them in the interspatial bag.
Throwing it casually, six spirit stones surrounded Xuanrui, and as Xuanrui's body's demand for spiritual energy increased, the spiritual energy in those few spirit stones was also extracted.
"You boy, have you refined that interspatial bag?"
Su Weixuan glanced at his son. In fact, he knew that his son's interspatial bag had been successfully refined after seeing the musk beef on it two months ago.
"How big is the space?" Su Weixuan asked casually, he had the Qiankun Ding in his hand, so he didn't care much about these.
"Three meters long, wide and high."
Su Xiaofan doesn't know whether his space bag is relatively large or small.
But after refining the interspatial bag, the feeling of blood connection told Su Xiaofan that he had brought the interspatial bag into full play.
If you want to make the interspatial bag bigger, you have to throw the interspatial bag into the refining pool and refine it again, but the 50,000 repair value directly persuaded Su Xiaofan to quit.
"It's so big?"
After hearing what his son said, Su Weixuan's face changed obviously.
"Is it big?"
Su Xiaofan didn't know why and asked: "Dad, how much storage space does your Qiankun Ding have?"
"Ahem, the Qiankun Cauldron is not based on storage, and the space inside is only seven or eight square."
Su Weixuan didn't want to lose face in front of his son. In fact, the storage space of his Qiankun Ding is only about two meters at most.
Moreover, every time Su Weixuan uses it, he consumes a lot of consciousness, so he rarely uses the storage function of the Qiankun Ding on weekdays.
"Use the space bag less on weekdays, it will consume too much spiritual consciousness."
Su Weixuan told his son: "Don't use it in front of others, so as not to be targeted by others?"
"Dad, it won't consume much."
Su Xiaofan shook his head, his own backpack appeared in his hand, and after disappearing in an instant, it reappeared in his hand.
"You... this is taken out of the space bag?"
Su Weixuan was a little dumbfounded, is it so simple to take things from the space equipment?
Based on the information Su Weixuan obtained from the Qiankun Ding, the use of space storage equipment is to connect two space channels with spiritual consciousness.
During this process, the consumption of spiritual consciousness is very huge. Even if Su Weixuan is a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, if he uses it five or six times in a row, his spiritual consciousness will be consumed in sevens and eighties.
"Dad, maybe you haven't refined the Qiankun Cauldron thoroughly enough."
Su Xiaofan knows that all the techniques or objects refined by the repair system are much stronger than those of the same level.
It's like Su Xiaofan has cultivated Yin God Realm skills, after breaking through Yang God, his consciousness is comparable to that of a cultivator in the middle stage of Yang God.
After three months of closed-door training, the spiritual power in Su Xiaofan's body has also reached the peak of the Yangshen mid-stage. Perhaps there is only one chance to become a Yangshen mid-stage cultivator.
"I haven't completely refined the Qiankun Cauldron, but how did you refine that interspatial bag so thoroughly?"
Su Weixuan was still a little unconvinced, but Su Weixuan didn't know that at this moment, he was quite a bit like Jing Shizhen was teaching Su Xiaofan.
The process is basically the same, from seeing Su Xiaofan not as good as himself, then watching him become stronger step by step, and finally realizing that he can't even see Su Xiaofan's shadow.
"Dad, I have star energy!" Su Xiaofan blocked it back with one sentence.
"Okay, your star power is amazing."
Su Weixuan was a little dazed, but he had to admit that even his wife's brain disease could be healed by the energy of the starry sky, and it seemed completely acceptable to refine a space bag.
Father and son were talking, but their spiritual consciousness was locked on Xuanrui who was breaking through the Yang God Realm, for fear that something might happen to her.
At this moment, Xuannv's inheritance in Xuanrui's mind has already been absorbed and digested by her, and the brain disease that has plagued her for more than ten years has completely disappeared.
Actually Xuanrui can wake up at this time, but there seems to be a voice in the dark, telling her to continue to practice.
Xuanrui's inheritance is not the same as Su Xiaofan's inheritance, she doesn't need to figure out the Yangshen Realm's cultivation method at all, the cultivation method will automatically operate in her consciousness.
Didn't 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 it is under the thousand-meter glacier, Xuanrui's Yang God is jumping out at this moment.
Different from Su Weixuan and his son and other practitioners in the Yang God Realm, Xuanrui's Yang God is as cold as the bright moon. Even the icy wind in this restricted area cannot shake Xuanrui's Yang God in the slightest.
The huge spiritual consciousness extended far in all directions.
Under the thousand-meter glacier, which is only tens of kilometers away from the core of the restricted area, an old man in rags suddenly raised his head, his eyes shot towards the east like two bolts of lightning.
And at the easternmost part of the space crack in the restricted area, several blurry figures whose faces could not be seen clearly appeared, but they were also facing the east.
Even the human cultivators in Fangshi were shocked by the sudden coercion of the Yang God.
Elder Dong, Xiangu He, and Senior Brother Kong all appeared on top of the iceberg in Gongweifang City in an instant, looking towards the east.
"It's the consciousness of a human cultivator." Elder Dong breathed a sigh of relief.
"This spiritual sense is very strong, and the practice is an ice-type exercise, which fits the forbidden zone of the glacier."
Senior Brother Kong has a serious face. Humans also have several camps. If the one who advances is the Mafia, it will definitely be bad news for the Zongmen Family Alliance.
"Don't make wild guesses, after a while, people and ghosts will come out to show off!"
Elder Dong waved his hand and returned to his igloo. Recently, he was competing with his stupid descendant who had been around for so many generations, and finally forced him to practice to the late stage of Qi training.
…
Xuanrui didn't know how much sensation she had caused in the Glacier forbidden area, all of this was just her subconscious behavior.
After revealing the Yang God, Xuanrui's attention instantly came to the two men not far away.
The older man was thin and elegant, but his temples were covered with white hair. He was wriggling his lips and looking at him with tears in his eyes.
The young man was a head taller than Su Weixuan next to him. He had delicate features, but there was an inexplicable meaning in the way he looked at him.
Su Xiaofan is not without excitement, at this moment, he is 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 ten years younger after being promoted to Yangshen, as his mother.
What's more important is that the appearance of the mother now is seven or eight points similar to Su Xiaoxiao. Standing together, the two of them will definitely be mistaken for sisters.
"Xiaofan, is that you?"
Xuan Rui has retracted the Yang God at this moment, looking at Su Xiaofan with tears in his eyes.
She recognized it. This was her son, the little man she cared about the most before fleeing the iceberg forbidden zone.
Xuanrui clearly remembered that just the day before she left, her son was lying beside her bed, gently kissing her eyes that were closed while pretending to sleep, and told her mother that it didn't hurt, and that Xiaofan wanted to protect her.
It seems that if I kiss my mother, my mother will feel much more comfortable. Su Xiaofan put his small mouth on his mother's forehead, as if he is relieving his mother's pain.
The childish words of her son strengthened Xuanrui's confidence in living. She believed that as long as she persisted, she would see her son again one day.
"Son, be good, come to mommy."
Xuan Rui sang with tears in her eyes:
"Little rabbit be good, open the door
Hurry up, I want to come in
No, no, no, I won’t
Mom hasn’t come back, and no one will drive…”
Such childish lyrics instantly broke Su Xiaofan's defenses, and the childhood that he had almost forgotten when he was a child came to mind at this moment.
When Su Xiaofan was two or three years old, he had to listen to his mother’s nursery rhymes 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 coaxed him, and this nursery rhyme accompanied him until his mother left.
Tears welled up in his eyes, Su Xiaofan yelled "Mom" with a crying voice, and knelt down in front of his mother with a body of more than 1.8 meters, leaning his head on her body, Su Xiaofan burst into tears like rain.
"Mom is here, Mom is here."
Xuan Rui couldn't help herself, tears flowed down her cheeks.
She doesn't miss her children, every year when her husband brings photos of them, Xuanrui is the happiest time.
"Mom is gone, and home is gone."
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!"
Xuan Rui helped his son up, just like Su Xiaofan did when he was young, wiping his tears with his sleeve.
"Don't cry, our Xiaofan has grown up and can't cry anymore."
Hearing his mother's words, Su Xiaofan's crying became louder.
When Su Xiaofan was by his mother's side, Su Xiaofan was a protected child. When he was bullied by his friends, his mother would always help him out.
But when the mother left, the father was not at home all the year round, and the elderly grandfather was unable to protect the Su Xiaofan siblings.
At that time, Su Xiaofan became a wild child, fighting with people every day.
Even in the face of an older child whose scalp was bleeding, Su Xiaofan would still bite off a piece of flesh from his body.
After a few times, no children in the nearby villages dared to bully Su Xiaofan siblings. It was because of this ruthlessness that Su Xiaofan protected his younger sister until she went to university.
But who can Su Xiaofan tell about the depression in his heart? He also wanted to grow up under the protection of his parents, but on the day his mother left, all of this was lost.
Seeing his mother now, Su Xiaofan vented all the grievances that had been suppressed in his heart for more than ten years.
What kind of cultivator, what kind of Yang God, all of them have been left behind by Su Xiaofan at this moment, he is just a big boy who wants to cry to his mother.
"What does it look like crying? Your mother is well, shouldn't you be happy?"
An untimely voice suddenly interjected, but it was greeted by two angry eyes.
"Then...then what, you...you continue to cry!"
Su Weixuan was discouraged, and said with a mournful face: "I...why do I feel that I am a little redundant, wife, shouldn't it be us husband and wife who hug each other and cry?"
Su Weixuan had never been so envious and jealous of his son. He felt that he should be the one who took his wife into his arms at this time, and whispered the pain of lovesickness and guardianship for more than ten years.
Instead of letting the **** Su Xiaofan hug his wife, cry there, and wipe all the tears on his mother.
"You wait a while."
Su Xiaofan glared at his father angrily, "You old scumbag, why didn't you tell me about my mother earlier, wouldn't I have cured her already?"
What is an unreasonable child, that is, a child supported by a mother, Su Xiaofan has never felt that his back is so tough.
"You... you, I'm doing it for your own good!"
Su Weixuan, who was accused by his son, didn't hold back a word for a long time. He hated him so much that he almost wanted to release the Qiankun cauldron to suppress this traitor.
"The son is right, why didn't you tell them?"
Xuan Rui gently held Su Xiaofan's arm, "Anyway, the son is not wrong, the one who is wrong is you!"
The reason is the same as that of a bear child. The most unprincipled woman is the mother of the child. No matter what time it is, they will always stand with their son.
"I...I, well, it was me who was wrong!"
Su Weixuan heaved a long sigh, what a crime, he had guarded his wife for more than ten years, but was actually robbed of the limelight by this rebellious son.
And judging from the current situation, I am afraid that my family status will be very worrying in the future. Fortunately, there is no dog in the family.
No, this Nizi seems to have raised a big cat, Su Weixuan couldn't help crying in his heart.
"Okay, Xiaofan, don't cry,"
Xuan Rui looked at Su Xiaofan with clear eyes, "You are an adult, a man bleeds, sweats and doesn't cry, you are only allowed to cry this time, remember?"
"Mom, I remember!"
Su Xiaofan nodded vigorously, and his face was also a little embarrassed. As far as he could remember, after the day his mother left, he never cried like this again.
Sending her son's arm, Xuanrui came to Su Weixuan's side, and gently nestled her body into her husband's arms.
"Wei Xuan, thank you for your hard work!"
Just such a simple sentence made Su Weixuan's eye sockets turn red quickly, and the muscles on his face were trembling non-stop.
"No... no hard work, no hard work."
The man did not flick his tears lightly, but before he was sad, the teardrops from Su Weixuan's eyes dripped onto 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 being unable to get along, Su Weixuan's heart is full of depression and depression.
All vanished into thin air! !
Mother died early, this chapter made the author cry
(end of this chapter)