novelFather and Mother Meet Again
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"Are you really You'er?"
The little man in front was his daughter? Jiang Tian felt hard to believe that his daughter changed into a mortal's appearance. Yan felt at a loss as well. How could a man be the leader's daughter? Apparently, the little man had a common person's body.
"Dad, do you still remember this purple jade fox?"
Wuyou took the little jade fox from her soul. Jiang Tian recognized it immediately. It was a spiritual jade used to suppress souls for his daughter. The little man was really his daughter.
"You'er, Dad feels sorry to you." Jiang Tian held his daughter tightly. His little girl had grown up. Thinking about what she looked like in the childhood, Jiang Tian felt guiltier, because it was his selfness that made You'er lose the father's love. What Jiang Tian kept in mind was only the responsibility, rather than the fact that he was still a father.
"Dad, mom has been waiting for you."
How could Jiang Tian forget his wife? In the past, he left Hou Qing for the Teal Hill, and his wife fell sick for missing him, even the souls were scattered. He extremely regretted it. Yan understood at that moment that the little man was a woman dressed as a man. It turned out the Spirit Master was still alive.
Yan came out of the camp and flew to the training ground, because he wanted to tell the Teal Hill's foxes that their Spirit Master was still alive, and the Master would lead them to rush out of the underground city one day, and to live in the sunshine. The people in the training ground bubbled with excitement, and the little soldiers were eager to see the Spirit Master's elegant demeanor. The excitement spread into the camp. Jiang Tian walked out of the camp, followed by Wuyou. The Teal Hill's dark forces gathered in the training ground. The little soldiers looked around, and then felt rather disappointed to see the little man beside the leader. The little man was too weak to be the elegant Spirit Master.
Some dark forces even recognized the little man and squeezed out of the crowds to run to the camp. Wuyou knew them—several days ago, Wuyou worked with them to block Xiao Qi. They paid a half-kneeling salution to the leader. In foxes' heart, Jiang Tian was a great hero in the Teal Hill. Without Jiang Tian, they could not have survived. So, the training ground fell into silence at the sight of the leader. Dark forces knelt to Wuyou. Jiang Tian held the commander print, and Wuyou took it with great caution. Then, the training ground bubbled again. Dark forces all supported the leader's daughter as the Spirit Master. Those who knew the little man were prouder of the Spirit Master, because they had witnessed the little man's power, which was the mightiest power they have ever seen, and even it was hard to find another one in the three realms. Jiang Tian led his daughter to fly to the high platform, which was the platform for the God Deification, and also a place where Jiang Tian was resurrected. Today, he would engrave his daughter's name on the God Deification Platform to have it in the Teal Hill forever so that Wuyou could protect her people there. Jiang Tian lifted the God Deification Platform, and Yan prepared black iron spiritual instruments. Jiang Tian used his 100-percent spiritual power. The sharp knife tip sparked, and spirit power dispersed. It was a piece of spirit stone that was immortal as the Heaven, so a common person was unable to leave a name there. Only those who were bestowed celestial destiny could be blessed by the Spiritual Stone. Chidi had scrapped Jiang Tian's primordial spirit and sealed it in the God Deification Platform. And Jiang Tian could not get away with death. But unexpectedly, Jiang Tian's souls were fostered in the Spiritual Stone. So, he was brought back to life, but his physical flesh could not be restored. As the Warrior God, it was the inescapable duty to safeguard the Teal Hill. Looking at the deep print on the Spiritual Stone, Wuyou felt the burden heavier on her shoulders. But it was Jiang family's foreordination and destiny. Wuyou's grandfather was killed by Chidi for Shenzong, and her father was constrained in the Spiritual Stone. So Wuyou thought she must guard Jiang family's glory, become her father's pride and build the new home for her people.
The God Deification Stoen was placed in the Dragon Cliff. Wuyou flew up and carefully placed it in the center of the square. Dark forces cheered up and welcomed their Spirit Master. Wuyou jumped from the God Deification Platform and walked to the square. Jiang Tian accompanied his daughter and passed through the crowds. Dark forces were happy for the leader. Yan followed him closely. As the commander of the dark forces, Yan hoped more that the Spirit Master led all the people to live a happy life.
Jiang Tian flew to the meeting hall and saw the Teal Hill's elder. And Wuyou also saw Lv Er in the legend. Was the beautiful woman the legendary Lv Er? Wuyou was a little nervous. Lv Er cast a glance at the little young man.
"Pay my respect to the Spirit Master."
Lv Er paid a decent salute to the Master. Wuyou was overwhelmed by the honor. She was the messager of Wuyou's grandfather. Wuyou wanted to return a salute hurriedly, but found it a little inappropriate. Then, Wuyou felt kind of embarrassed. The elder in the meeting hall liked the new and easygoing Spirit Master. Jiang Tian was a little frustrated because his daughter even forgot her own identity. Spirit Master was the Divine Spirit of the Teal Hill, the Empress of the Teal Hill. How precious the status was! It seemed that she had to spend several days adjusting to it.
When her daughter became the Spirit Master, she still played every day like a child and was content with what she was. Jiefei passed away so early that no one could guide her well. Therefore, confronted with the war, she did not know how to cope with and the Teal Hill suffered the annihilation. But now Jiang Tian was there to protect and instruct his daughter, and he believed that she would become a good ruler and make the Teal Hill well-known in the world. Jiang Tian was very confident and thought that the Teal Hill had a qualified successor finally. Seeing an old man studying the weapons, Wuyou was quite interested. The old man looked at Wuyou for a while and could not believe that the little man was the Spirit Master. The old man staggered toward her and looked at her up and down. She was far away from his Spirit Master.
"Uncle Ling... Wuyou has come back."
"Leader, is it true?" Uncle Ling was quite unbelievable.
"Can my daughter be a fake?" Sensing the happiness in the leader's voice, Uncle Ling finally believed it was true. The whole meeting hall was in a clamor, and all the people were happy for the leader. Jiang family had sacrificed for the Teal Hill a lot, and few survived. So, the reunion of the leader and his daughter was a joyous event for the Teal Hill. The underground city cheered for the new Spirit Master, and Wuyou accepted the blessing of the Teal Hill's people. Jiang Tian got good and drunk. Uncle Ling even wanted to forge a new piece of weapon for the new Spirit Master. He led Wuyou to the underground Dragon Cliff and collected the toughest stones. Looking at the gleaming stones, Wuyou was very curious. The old man guessed correctly what Wuyou was thinking. He flipped his fingers, and then the stone was broken into pieces.
"It is a sharp instrument. With my refinement, it will be more powerful."
"It is really a divine instrument. Why not develop more?"
The old man jerked the corner of his mouth. What a stubborn stone! Spirit Master took it as a common thing. But it was nature's gifts and could not be created without crustal movement. Did Spirit Master think it easy? Wuyou listened carefully. Wuyou realized how insufficient her knowledge was when the old man told her the formation, and showed more admiration to Uncle Ling. The two came out of the underground of the Dragon Cliff and ran to the old man's refining room straight. Uncle Ling's refining room did open Wuyou's eyes. Instruments, large and small, were placed in order. Uncle Ling put the stones into the stove and then condensed the Flame Spirit. Wuyou appreciated the weapons on the wall, and even some of them were strange to her. She praised the old man's profound knowledge. The Hongjun Crossbow was amplified here and looked more powerful. Just imagine when two parts waged war and numerous arrows were shot out, how mighty momentum the Crossbow would display! Wuyou observed the details carefully and believed that these things would be useful one day. There were a large number of spirit cultivators in the three realms. But to win the war was not on individual Spirit Power but the overall strength. No matter how powerful Spirit Power was, it would dry up one day. Win or lose of the war depended on soldiers' resistance and bravery. Besides, large-scale weapons were more important. Spirit cultivors were just capable of fighting alone. Therefore, even if Wuyou had the Pangu Divine Power, she was helplessly confronted with thousands upon thousands of horses and soldiers. Spirit Power would be exhausted, and the Heavenly Book was not an exception. It could not go against the nature law. The old man kept busy, and the fire was burning more briskly in the stove. Curious and nervous, Wuyou looked at the stove from time to time.
"Spirit Master is really impatient."
The old man chuckled and thought that Spirit Master was really hotheaded. The tougher the things were, the more time it would take to tame them. They all had Spiritual Qi. During the taming process, it required time to wait, while a person's hot temper was also tamed during the waiting time. Uncle Ling enjoyed the process very much, but Wuyou was waiting for the result. The two had different mental states, so the results were varied. It was the difference between the old and the young. Different expectation value would lead to different tolerance capabilities. Uncle Ling asked Wuyou to observe the refining process in order to tell her that she should keep a usual mind in front of anything. Only by doing so could a person not be controlled by the emotions and did he/she make a correct choice in a short time.
The fire went off, and the refining stove was opened. Wuyou did not see the unique divine instrument. Instead, the stone was refined into a black hard bulk. The old man did not believe his eyes. He used a pair of pincers to clamp it up and placed on the black iron plate. He turned it upside down again and again and felt puzzled whether his refining method went wrong. On the other hand, Wuyou remained calm, because during the observation, she had tamed her short temper. It seemed that the old man needed to enjoy the process as well.
Before leaving, Wuyou told her father that she was going to get married and hoped that his father would come to Kunlun. Afraid that Baize's army would launch a counter-attack, Jiang Tian just wanted to see his wife. Wuyou said goodbye to her people and flew to Kunlun. When arriving in Ao Ze, her father became invisible in the darkness, unwilling to see others with his real look. Wuyou did not want to force his father, so she flew to her mother's back yard alone and stopped at the room door. Wuyou knew that her father did not want others to know his coming, so she used sorcery to sleep well. Wuyou waved with her spiritual fingers waved, and then entered the room. Madam Hou Qing got up upon hearing the sound and felt assured when seeing it was her eldest daughter.
"Mom, I shall bring you to a place."
"Why not go sleeping at midnight?" Madam Hou Qing grumbled. Afraid of her mother's nagging, Wuyou held her mother up and flew. Before Madam Hou Qing's word "You" came out, they had arrived at the Ao Ze square. In the darkness, the man stared at his wife quietly. It was three hundred years since they had seen each other last time. He thought he would not see her this life. But the Heaven pitied him and let him revive.
"Madam."
A harsh voice sounded from the behind, which was so awful and chilly to the blood. Madam Hou Qing could hear the note in his voice. Her man came back. Even though his bright laughter had gone, his vital force would never change and had immerged into the blood and bone. So how could Madam Hou Qing forget him?
"Jiang Tian."
Streaks of deep groove wound on his fingers. The man turned around, unwilling to show his true look to others. In front of his family members, he could take off all of his armor. But he could do that before anyone except his wife because his ugly appearance made him feel inferior. Perhaps he cared about her so much that he was afraid that he would be disdained by his lover. Wuyou shed tears silently. To follow her father, her mother dispersed her own primordial spirit. Even though her mother married into the Han family in Jiangnan later, her mother's heart was still for her father. Wuyou knew the reason for it.
"You've come back finally." Madam Hou Qing cried with tears. Wuyou hugged her parents tightly. Her family could reunite finally after three hundred years. It was the celestial blessing to her. Snow blew over Ao Ze, which also brought warmth to their family love. Her father laughed happily while her mother kept looking at her father with tears full in the eyes. In the sky of a strange land, the whole family talked about their family love over the past three hundred years. Laughter and tears were mixed. It was the scene always appearing in the dream.
Under the blossom trees, the woman had signs of ages, and her child who had been once just a little baby in her arms had grown into a big tree and the young father had become old. It was time for Wuyou to keep out wind and rain. Her family would be happy forever.
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