Yun Rulong calmed down his mood: "It's hard to tell the right or wrong. I have been hiding for so long, but now I've thought about a cause and effect. Your mother and I have lived for nearly thirty years, and have never left each other. We have seen the white mountains and black waters, seen the huge waves in the East China Sea, tasted the Longjing Yajian in Hangzhou, and ate the sugar-oiled cakes by the Xiangjiang River. But you are still young, and there are many wonderful times you have never seen, and I have never heard of you, you have never loved someone, nor eaten.

After a delicious snack, you don’t know that the sunset in the desert in the north is as sad as the slump of blood. You still have a long way to go and there is still a lot of food to eat. Your mother and I cannot be so selfish and let you hide here with us for a lifetime. This time, life and death are unpredictable, and maybe we will not meet in this life. You don’t have to worry, you have good talent. I have negotiated with Senior Wuchen, and he will take you into the Immortal Gate, but how you will go in the future depends on yourself."

Wu Chen was the old beggar. The old man shook the whisk: "I don't know how to make a fuss." Zangfeng didn't cry, but he couldn't stop his tears. He just kept wiping the tears on his cheeks with his worn-out cloth sleeves. He just wiped them off and slowly flowed down. Mica, who was cooking in the kitchen, leaned against the wall weakly, and sobbed in a low voice.

After two more days of cleaning up, Zangfeng finally said goodbye to his parents. Yun Rulong and his wife decided to let Zangfeng leave first to avoid Zangfeng's reluctance and avoid their own reluctance.

"Okay, I'll give my son a thousand miles away, and I'll have to part. Life is ups and downs, and there will be a certainty. Let's take it lightly." Wu Chen sighed and said to the Yun couple.

"What the Taoist priest said is, please wait for a moment, and I will give Zangfeng a few more words." As he said that, Jiang Yan hung a packed bun on Zangfeng's shoulder, gently tidied up Zangfeng's clothes, and gently instructed: "Zangfeng, your father and mother are not by your side in the future. You must learn to take good care of yourself, eat and wear warm clothes: Remember to listen to the Taoist priest's words, it doesn't matter whether you can become an immortal, as long as you live happily, that's enough. Remember to read more books, just like when you are at home, I have put all the books you like in your bag,

The stepfather and mother can no longer tell you stories about the world. You have to sleep well and not be flirting with tantrums. You have to wash your own clothes and socks, go out and don’t cause trouble for others. Children who cause trouble for others are not popular. When you meet a domineering person, be more tolerant. At any time, your life is the most important thing..." As he said that, Jiang Yan burst into tears. Yun Rulong reached out to hold Jiang Yan in his arms and said to Wuchen: "Master, take Zangfeng away! The longer you drag it, the more you are reluctant. In the future, the child will ask you."

Wuchen nodded, pinched a escape technique, turned into a sword light, and left with the Tibetan Feng. Only Jiang Yan's earnest call to Yun Zhan Feng echoed in the air.

After March, an old man walked into Jiangning County. The old man was wearing a hemp dress and walking barefoot, holding a green bamboo stick in his left hand and a gray whisk in his right hand; the young man was ragged, with straw sandals and thorns, and his clothes were mostly patches, but they were very clean and tidy. The old man and his young man were Wuchen, Yun Zangfeng. In the past, the two of them came out of the nameless village and turned to walk. Wuchen called him "enter the world to practice."

"Boy, have you still thought of your parents in the past three months?" Wu Chen looked at Zangfeng.

"It's fake to say no, but then what's the solution? Although I'm young, I know a little bit of the truth. My father used to tell me about the world, and I was forced to read a lot of books by my mother. My uncles went through fire and water for my father, probably because of Jinlan's love, just like Liu, Guan and Zhang, and they were in a slaughter. The emperor should have the same feelings for Concubine Yi to that Concubine Yi. Concubine Yi died because of her father's mistake. The emperor should be very sad. However, there are many things that I don't understand. Why is the father afraid of the man named the saint and the people from the Five Poisons Sect who want to give her a thing called Gu? What is that Gu?"

Wuchen asked again, "Then why don't you ask?"

"Dad doesn't like me asking why. He said there are not so many whys in this world. There are many questions that you have to experience to understand before you can understand them. You have to search for them yourself. There are some questions that have no answers. There are many things in the world that are right for the sake of the sunrise and enter the sun, and flowers bloom and fall. The same is true for the cause and destruction."

Wuchen touched Zangfeng's head: "Many things cannot be explained. When you grow up, you will understand."

At this time, it was noon and the city was still bustling. The major restaurants in Jiangning County were also at a time when business was booming. Fragments of fragrance came from the restaurants, and gusts of "gurgling" sounds came from Zangfeng's stomach. Wuchen's cultivation was so high and his six senses were so keen. Hearing this sound, he drank helplessly and angrily: "Didn't you just ate it two hours ago?"

"I'm also very desperate. What can I do? Since I drank the blood of the dragon python and ate the fruit, I feel I can't eat enough." Zangfeng said innocently.

"Oh," Wu Chen sighed, "You kid, you drank the blood of the dragon python and ate the treasure, the nine-colored dragon spirit fruit. This nine-colored dragon spirit fruit has been in that little world for so long, and even Brother Wu's spiritual sense has been hidden, but it was eaten by you little kid. I don't know if it was the misfortune of the nine-colored dragon spirit fruit or your blessing. In addition, the effect of the eight-changing dragon python blood, with the power of the dragon python, now it is extremely powerful, but it is like a little monster, with an amazing appetite, and I can't blame you."

Yun Zangfeng touched his croaking stomach and gently pulled Wuchen's corner of his clothes: "Grandpa Wuchen, I'm hungry, take me to eat." Wuchen looked at Yun Zangfeng's clear and innocent eyes and sighed deeply. He entered the world to practice, and his savings over the past three months have fallen into the belly of the little ghost in front of him in the past three months. Where can I get the money to fill this child's stomach? It's hard for a good cook to cook without rice.
Chapter completed!