Fang Qian has grown up under all kinds of lights since he was a child!

Because I haven't seen my father since I was a child, I am very unaccustomed to all kinds of compliments.

And because of the special physique on his body, the speed of cultivation was extremely fast, and even within thirty years, he directly reached the level of Da Luo Jin Immortal!

The cultivation speed is simply a huge exaggeration, and it took a hundred years for the powerhouse back then to finally come to the Immortal Realm and reach the Heavenly Immortal level.

His current level is almost demonic, and people of his generation can't see his back at all, and he is far behind.

.....

It is conceivable that so many familiar seniors have taught together, and there is no shortage of all kinds of magical powers, including the special bloodline on his body, and an Immortal Emperor Ancestor!

I want him to reach this point in a short period of time through his own continuous efforts.

However, when he arrived, he felt that this kind of blind cultivation was really not interesting!

"Mother, I want to go to the human world to see my grandfather, mother, do you want to accompany me?"

Phoenix Immortal Mountain!

In the blink of an eye, Fang Qian had already grown up, and his mother had finally raised him with hard work, but he saw that his mother was actually very lonely.

Sometimes he was dissatisfied with his father, but when he thought of that legend, he had been exposed to his father since he was a child, or a spiritual yearning!

The land where they are is also supported by his father, and it can even be said that this world is the embodiment of his father, so what is he not satisfied with?

"Qian'er, you go alone, my mother wants to go and see your father!"

Although a long time has passed, Luo Linger still has a sad expression on her face.

"Okay!"

Fang Qian didn't continue to hold on, he took his natal immortal artifact Dragon Shadow Spear, crossed the gate of the immortal realm of the two realms of immortals and mortals, and directly entered the human realm.

He still remembered that there was an aunt and a grandfather in the room, and he often looked forward to him going over, and after counting the time, he hadn't been there for at least fifty years!

Grandpa is getting older and older, and his father is not there, so he can only take care of him as a grandson, and he is very happy every time he comes over, because there are still two people in the mortal world who are close to him.

The fairy realm is too boring, those old-timers always pestered him, taught him all kinds of immortal methods, learned the same and the same, his peers are invincible, and he is really lonely.

.....

So after coming down this time, Fang Qian was very happy!

After coming down, Fang Qian hurried to the hidden door non-stop, and those who had known him on the road saw him in a hurry for a while, and then greeted him.

Of course, Fang Qian also returned the salute very politely, but he made a silent gesture and asked them not to talk about this matter for the time being, he was just here to see the elders this time, and he didn't need too much fighting!

The people around nodded and walked away very understandingly.

Because they have been here a few times before, they all know that the temper of this Fang Gongzi in front of them can be said to be very good.

The patron saint of the Nine Heavens and Ten Days, the only one and only heir!

Basically, no matter who you are, you will be polite, hundreds of years have been almost, there is no turmoil, maybe there are contradictions, there are contradictions between countries, and there is a real competition for resources between ecology and sects.

But it's all right, it's all perfectly normal!

If there is not the slightest war, this is not right.

"Hehe, Qian'er, you finally came back to see your aunt, did you miss me?"

In a relatively quiet place in the hidden door, as if they were far away, they all felt Fang Qian's breath.

"Yes, I've come back to see my grandfather and aunt, I wonder if my grandfather has been okay all these years?"

"Hehe, is he thinking about my grandson?"

Fang Qian, who was walking outside, was very happy when he saw Aunt Nannan.

And at the moment.

You can see a white-bearded old man, holding a spatula in his hand, and his black face is covered with soot and dust!

No matter who it is, they can't resist the urging of the years, Daddy Fang's age is getting older and older!

"Haha, I already have a hunch that my grandson will definitely come back to see me today! Come on, come in, let me see if Qian'er has grown taller again?"

Father Fang, who had a white beard, wiped his hand on the apron under him, and then compared it with Fang Qian's height.

After seeing Fang Qian, it seemed that he saw his mischievous son again, and even the world has been praising his son's good stories!

He didn't blame Fang Hao, he has always been proud of his son, sometimes he misses Fang Hao very much, I'm sorry, his mother died a long time ago, he would cry alone and secretly cry!

Even if people are old, that sad feeling is still there.

"Hehe, when I come back, I must ask my grandfather to make something for me! It's been a long time since I've eaten the food that my grandfather made himself..."

"Isn't your mother coming back today?"

"No, I asked my mother to come with me, but she went to see my father, and if I had time, I would take you with me..."

"Alas, I'm still a little sorry for your mother! I'm a grandfather and I have a lot of responsibility!"

"Grandpa, we don't blame you, it doesn't matter, let's go, let's go and make dinner, my grandchildren are hungry...."

"Hahaha, okay! My good grandson, I must make a delicious dish today, your father has never eaten that little rabbit cub!"

"Hee-hee!"

“.....”

Soon the family was happy, and the feeling of returning to home in the mortal world was finally not so boring in the fairy world.

.....

For more than ten days, Fang Qian had been with them, just like when Fang Hao came back, he had been with them.

Time passes quickly!

Fang Qian was also reluctant to leave, he stayed in the human world for a month, sometimes taking them out to play, taking a good look at those mountains and rivers, or taking them to the place at the beginning, the land of Nanling!

That was their most fundamental hometown, and during the period of stay, Fang Qian was very low-key, that is, when he encountered a place with more dense people, he basically covered it up.

Want to see how his father's life progressed?

Or what step did he start in this life? Step by step, he forged a legend from a mortal, and he was very curious about who he was.

What's more, he is still Fang Hao's son, the only son!

However, at a certain moment.

He saw a figure staring straight at him, looking at him, very excited!

However, Fang Qian didn't recognize it, and Fang Qian hesitated: "May I ask who you are?"

The strange man in front of him was holding a golden flying knife in his hand, as if it had destroyed everything in heaven and earth, making him feel terrified.

It was like the shadow of a flying knife, but it was very familiar in his impression!

"The name is just a code name, haha! I'm glad to meet the descendants of my master, if it's fate, we'll definitely meet again!"

After all, the strange man in front of him laughed with respect in the void.

And that's it!

His face was covered with a veil, hundreds of years had passed, and his cultivation had reached the level of an immortal king, and there was no one to stop him in the older generation.

The only thing I remember is the master who once led him through the door.

After sighing softly, his figure disappeared into the sky, this person was Ye Tian!

The boy who used to be has risen against the sky.

Even for a long time, he would guard next to Fang Hao's stone statue and didn't teach him anything substantial, but he would never forget that moment!

The only master, in his heart, the only myth, cannot be broken.

Fang Qian sighed softly, although he didn't know what kind of story this senior had?

But his departed father will always live in their spirit, even if he can't catch up with him in the future, at least he can follow in his footsteps!

Myths are not imaginary out of thin air, but are really created little by little with their own power, picking up all the clouds and mist.

With his father as an example, of course he will not lag behind, because he once said that he will continue his father's will!