Chapter 251

"In less than three months, my father should be able to get through the customs successfully!" Anya said with a little excitement.

"Uncle's cultivation method seems a little strange, not like an ordinary method in the cultivation world." Xiao Lingyu felt the smell of the light cocoon, and then said.

"My father is a genius. How can he practice those vulgar methods?" Anya said proudly.

"Normally, he should have risen to the fairyland long ago." Xiao Lingyu said with a little doubt.

"Now your strength is far beyond the Mahayana period, and even the master of nine robbers can be easily wiped out. Why do you still stay in the cultivation world? The cultivation world is the starting point of all walks of life. Who can tell how many secrets there are?" Anya said with deep meaning with her beautiful eyes.

After waiting for two months, Anya's father, the leader of Shuntian alliance, finally ended his long isolation.

When he woke up, a glow rose into the sky, and a mighty momentum almost swept the whole secret territory. All Shun tianmeng friars in the secret territory looked up at the light column, and their hearts were very surprised and suspicious.

Even the Shuntian alliance friars in this secret area, only a few real strong and core figures know the existence of the Shuntian alliance leader, but only two or three have really seen the appearance of the alliance leader, including Anya.

The light column lasted half an hour, and the momentum like a strong wind and torrent disappeared.

"Father has woken up. Let's go and see him."

At this time, Anya and Xiao Lingyu were arranged very simply in her boudoir. They didn't look like their daughter's boudoir at all. Feeling that everything was gradually calm, she took Xiao Lingyu to the opposite door.

During these two months, Anya often took Xiao Lingyu around the secret area, introduced everything about the secret area and knew the experts of Shun tianmeng. However, most of the time, they would return to the stone building.

Under such day and night, coupled with the real relationship between husband and wife, they naturally become more and more harmonious, and the previous little misunderstanding has been completely forgotten.

Xiao Lingyu has also been in love, and his EQ has not decreased much due to long-term cultivation. He knows how to get along with his girlfriend and that the couple should tolerate each other more.

Anya used to be cold and not close to strangers, but since she was conquered by Xiao Lingyu physically, her autism has gradually been untied. At least she is gentle and lovely in front of Xiao Lingyu.

Xiao Lingyu has worked hard for many years and experienced countless twists and turns and bloody battles. He has long forgotten the quiet days without cultivation. These two months have made him feel very steadfast and peaceful. He feels that God is really kind to him before he can fly.

At the opposite secret room, the light cocoon had disappeared, and a middle-aged friar in a blue cloth robe, with his back to the door, was concentrating on the picture on the wall. He didn't know when it would come out. Because the middle-aged Friar's body covered most of the picture, Xiao Lingyu couldn't see the person in the picture clearly, You can only see your forehead and tied bun.

However, it can be seen from the forehead and bun that the person in the portrait should be a woman.

"Father... Kiss!"

Maybe since she was born, Anya hasn't shouted the word "father" to anyone. At this time, she seems a little excited and her voice is choking.

The middle-aged monk seemed to come back suddenly at this time. After a faint sigh, he turned to God, smiled and said, "ya'er, over the years, your father has been ashamed of you and your mother. You have suffered."

When the middle-aged monk said this, he gave Xiao Lingyu a feeling of uncle next door. He couldn't help thinking of his father again.

Xiao Lingyu's father is usually strict, but sometimes he loves him very much.

"Father, my daughter hasn't suffered, but my daughter has always been thinking about her mother. Can my father tell her when my mother will come back?" Anya's expression was very strong although her eyes overflowed with crystal tears.

"Hey, your mother, she can't come back, because she has... Gone." the middle-aged monk's face was full of sadness.

"No, father, you lied to your daughter. Old Weng and ten year old said that my mother went out to work and would come back soon."

Anya listened to her father's words and couldn't help shaking her body, took a step back and said in disbelief, and the tears in her eyes were more like a spring.

"It's because they are afraid of your sadness and deceive you in good faith. The reason why I have been closed for so many years is that I have to practice martial arts and that I have been seriously injured. That is, because I am seriously injured and dying, your mother doesn't hesitate to spend her whole body skills to heal me and help me enter the state of cultivation in order to save me."

When the middle-aged monk said this, he couldn't help but shed two lines of tears. After a pause, he continued: "At that time, your mother was pregnant with you. She lost too much to save me, but her original cultivation was not very strong. After stabilizing my injury, she ran out of oil and light. Unfortunately, at that time, I only had consciousness, but my body could not move and stop her. Originally, she could not die, but she was pregnant with you. If she wanted to save her life, she had to give up you, because With you in mind, she must pour her hard-earned skills and life essence into you day and night. Unfortunately, she was soft hearted and didn't want to give up you at all. She poured all her remaining body energy into you at the last minute, so that you were born early. After you were born, she died. "

"No! You lied to me!"

Anya couldn't believe the result. She covered her face and cried. She turned and ran back to her secret room and cried bitterly.

Although she has not seen her mother since she was born, she should not have much feelings under normal circumstances. For many years, ten day old and Weng old said that Anya's mother was out to work, and Anya has been looking forward to her mother's return.

This expectation has gradually become a habitual thought, which makes Anya hang in her heart all the time. Over time, this emotion is deepening and aggravating invisibly, and becomes difficult to untie and put down.

So many years of waiting, but in exchange for such a result, we can imagine how disappointed and sad Anya is at this time.

Xiao Lingyu was embarrassed. He could understand Anya's mood, but he couldn't just run to comfort him. After all, his prospective father-in-law was still staring at him curiously.

"Ya'er left in a hurry just now. I haven't introduced it yet. My name is an Yu, Anya's father." the middle-aged friar held his fist and said politely.

Although Xiao Lingyu didn't introduce himself, an Yu, a fierce eyed monk, could still guess a little.

"Xiao Lingyu, I've seen my uncle." Xiao Lingyu bowed.

"Ha ha, you're funny. You've cultivated the power of chaos that everyone can't reach, but it's demonized again. In this way, your future will be ominous and auspicious." an Ying listened to Xiao Lingyu's name, and he was more sure of his guess. Therefore, he didn't avoid anything and pointed out his words directly.

"This is also a helpless thing. I was born by the race of the black blood demon clan before. After several changes, I became like this. I don't know if my uncle can solve it?" Xiao Lingyu replied sadly.

"If you cultivate other skills or energy, I can think of ways, but your chaotic power is too advanced, and the demonization is too deep, even the experts in the divine world have nothing to do." an Huo shook his head and said.

"Then I can only take one step at a time. The boy's luck is still good." Xiao Lingyu smiled bitterly and said helplessly.