novelThe Father and the Son Met
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"You're too indulgent with He'er. And taking apart your door is just a warn to you."
Shenzong looked stern while Ying Fu burst into laughter and wondered when Shenzong became so funny. But Ying Fu liked him. Life was so bitterly long that it was fortunate to have a friend to squabble with. Shenzong restracted his Spirit Power and felt helpless about Xu Linghe, although Shenzong did want to do something. The woman let go of Kunlun's enemy. As the Sect Master of Kunlun, how could He'er have a foothold in Kunlun? Shenzong let out another long sigh. It was really eye-soring to Ying Fu, so he thought he might as well sit up talking with his old friend. It was many years since they parted. When they met again, they could not help but emotionally sigh the hasty time. And how to extricate Black Emperor was their top priority. They would go to the Ninth-level Heaven tomorrow when Shenzong would meet that person. No one would predict how the two would face each other, whether to continue their kinship or to take revenge of Shenzong's mother. Ying Fu did not ask more. They were good friends despite great difference in age. No matter what the ending would be, Ying Fu would always support Shenzong. So many years had passed, but Shenzong never asked about Ying Fu's identity. In fact, with Shenzong's supernatural power, he must have known Ying Fu's real identity, but he still treated with due respect the sinner who once thrashed his mother's tribesmen. How could Ying Fu not be moved by it? It was a great blessing to have Shenzong in the three realms. Ying Fu hoped Xu Linghe would be as benevolent as Shenzong, creating happiness for the three realms. And that's why Ying Fu showed great respect to Shenzong.
"It is late now, and it is time to take a rest." Ying Fu said and gave a yawn.
"Yes. Tomorrow is another new day."
Shenzong sighed and turned around to the bedroom. Ying Fu flipped his spiritual fingers to refresh the house immediately. If Chengyi knew that the old man did the mischief, Chengyi would vomit blood with anger.
Thought it was just in October, there was a chill in the air. By the light of the moon and stars, the man hugged the woman tightly on the Bamboo Tower. The moon seemed to hang on the tips of trees. In the dim moonlight, the two figures' shadows overlapped. At that moment, any words were redundant. No words. No matter what would happen in the future, he and she were indivisible. They would go on together. Even though it might go against the will of Heaven, they were inseparable.
When waking up, Wuyou did not see her husband, as well as Xiao Douya, so she wored the pink clothes and went down the Bamboo Tower. It was quiet in the yard. When she walked to the door, a child's tender voice rang from the neighborhood. Wuyou walked across the yard. Looked from the distance, Xiao Douya was dressed prominently— his tiny body was wearing the Kunlun's heavenly sile robe. It suddenly occured to Wuyou that the Ninth-level Heaven was holding a feat. It seemed that Xiao Douya would follow his father to the Ninth-level Heaven. While seeing the mother, the little boy went with head high and chest out. His cute look kittled Shenzong. Ying Fu looked at his best friends and found that his friend's expression was rather funny, and he could not help but laugh. It turned out that Shenzong was so old that he should retire. After they rescued Black Emperor, Ying Fu decided to cajore Shenzong to live out the life in retirement in the wooded moutain. At the thought that he would not be lonely afterwards, Ying Fu's sparse beard become warped. A group of people flew to the clouds. Xiao Douya mounted the clouds and rode the mist for the first time, so his little hands held his father's neck tightly and his eyes goggled seriously. When Xiao Douya got used to it, he stretched out his little hands to grab the clouds. And the the light and thin clouds slipped among his fingers. When seeing the Ninth-level Heaven, Ying Fu felt a bit sad. Fiery-red clouds extended to the entrance of the palace. Shenzong held the divine invitation in hand cast it from straight ahead. The little palace servant had never seen such greatly imposing manner, so he failted to received the invitation. And instead, the invitation as thin as cicada's wing was struck into the wall. Watching what Shenzong did, Ying Fu shook his head, wondering when his old friend had become so naive that he even played fool on a little palace servant. It seemed that Shenzong was more childish than Ying Fu himself. When seeing the magnificant buildings, Xiao Douya only thought about delicious food in the Heaven, and his stomach began growling unexpectedly. Chengyi and his little Junior Sister gazed around. Red clouds beneath them rolled over. The cloud road was used to welcome all the immortals from afar and extended to the main hall. But with every step taken on the road, Shenzong felt his heart was being torn off. Finally, he still had to confront that person. As a matter of fact, when receiving the divine invitation, Shenzong had forseen the final result. But he did want to settle this issue in the real sense. Since the person sent the invitation, it showed that he had made full preparation, so how could Shenzong hold back? When the little palace servant reported that the Head of Kunlun had arrived, there was whispering back and forth in the main hall. Those junior immortals were rather excited and respectful at seeing the Head of Kunlun in person. After all, Kunlun was a really influential Sect in the three realms. The reason why they came to the Ninth-level Heaven was that they had no choice but to surrender to the despotic power, which was known to all the immortals. What's more, it was disgraceful of Emperor Jun to attatin the Ninth-level Heaven, and he would not be respected since he had occupied others' terrotory by force. Shenzong was the first disciple of Black Emperor, enjoying greater reputation than Emperor Jun. Kunlun stood for justice strength in the three realms, which was irreplacable. Even if it would weaken one day, it was still the Holy Land in all the immortals' hearts. The person sat high on the main hall. Shenzong gazed at him with Kunlun's icy snow in his eyes. It was hard to cover the hatred lasting hundreds of thousands of years. Today, Shenzong met that person and could not supress the hatred in his heart. But he had to. Beause it would raise hackles to murder a Heavenly God as all eyes centered there. Shenzong walked in slowly, his heavenly silk garment waving in the strong air flow. Emperor Jun narrowed his eyes to cover his disdain, thinking that it was his son, Shenzong, who was too cowardly to come to the Ninth-level Heaven for hundreds of thousands of years. If Shenzong was really his son, he should have some courage and uprigtness. Even if it required him to kill his father, Emperor Jun would not blame him. But his weak son just trapped himself in Kunlun. With that thought, Emperor Jun used his Spirit Power to throw a cloud couch to the ground, and Shenzong defused the deliberate obstacle and sat on the cloud couch. Xiao Douya climbed to the couch and looked around. Xu Linghe also flew to take a stable seat on it. He began glancing around. At that time, only some unremarkable immortals had arrived while those influential ones had not yet showed up. Immortal maidservants were busy moving among the red clouds. Magic spiritual fruits and delicious food were placed on the spiritual wooden table. Those small immortals from the wasteland were profuse in praise when seeing the holy goods. For them, whosoever gave them benefis was their boss. And it would be acceptable to rule the three realms as a whole. However, the purpose why the person on the throne feasted all the immortals in all directions was not to draw those little Earthly Immortals to his side, but to test whether the Ninth-level Heaven's influence had outstripped that of Kunlun. Emperor Jun's phoenix eyes looked in the distance, as if he was waiting for someone else. When the servant outside handed the divine invitation, a man in red luxurious rob strode into the main hall, which aroused many discussions in the hall. How could the Head of the Immense Sea be included in the invitation list? In the past, the two parts once fought agaist each other so violently that they broke of their friendships. But now they played such a harmonious show. It turned out that there was not a forever enemy but an interest community. All were played to Kunlun. Zhu Jiuyin walked along the way mixed with enchanting feminine charm. Wuyou took a glimpse and lowered her head. She was unwilling to see him any longer. Zhu Jiuyin cast a glance with some unknown emotions in his eyes. When he saw Xu Linghe close to the woman, he was stunned first, and then flew to the cloud couch in the east when he collected himself. All of his true feelings were concealed, and the woman was only a stranger. Zhu Jiuyin was confirming with his fingers knocking on the spiritual wooden table gently. Only by doing so could he pacify his flustered mood. The main hall seethed with excitement because of Zhu Jiuyin's arrival. In the primeval times, Pangu's family were renowned as prophets. It was well-known that the Pangu's Heavenly Book created the three realms. Although Black Emperor was dead, those junior immortals still missed the God of Creation. So Zhu Jiuyin was valued highly among the immortals, and Kunlun's Shenzong was even like a miracle. However, the immortals were reluctant to get involved in the family affairs between the Ninth-level Heaven and the Head of Kunlun, otherwise, it was easy to lose their heads. Looking at the magic fruits, Xiao Douya drooled with greed and strecthed out his hands to grab them. Ying Fu picked out a bigger one and handed it to Xiao Douya. Since Ying Fu was a frequent guest, he totally ignored any etiquette. Nothing was more important that Xiao Douya enjoyed himself. But why did the feast not start since time was over? Was Emperor Jun waiting for someone more important? When Ying Fu was in contemplation, the palace servant handed the divine invitation. Feng Xi came forward, black hair and plain clothes. A look of puzzle took o Ying Fu's face.
"It is him."
The woman's voice beside aroused Ying Fu's attention. Did the woman know him? It seemed that it was time for Ying Fu to retire, even not knowing the Emperor Jun's favorite person. Wuyou was a bit worried about her husband. Not until the big hand appeased the little hand did Wuyou realise that her husband knew Feng Xi. Perhaps he had known the person's identity.
"Feng Xi kowtow and bow before My Majesty."
If Shenzong was more circumspect, he would think about his Junior Sister's last words. However, Shenzong was just sad, and totally missed such a great secret, making the family members who should get together unable to acknowledge each other. Those little immortals were about to flatter the Chidi's new favorite person when the main hall fell into silence again. Through the mask, Wuyou saw a person she was quite familiar with, the one she hated to the core. He was nobody but Chidi. Yu Xuanji walked close to Chidi. Wuyou held the tea cup in her hand and wanted to water the burning anger in her heart. Xu Lingke knew how his little woman felt. Last time, she had to let go of Chidi reluctantly, but today, they came into the unavoidable confrontation again. Zhu Jiuyin was surveying Chidi up and down with eyes and gave some cold smiles. The fake Chidi was disguised creditably as the real one. But for Zhu Jiuyin had taken Chidi away, he might have believed it. It turned out that the Devil God's wife did not want to save Chidi at all. And the fake Chidi seemed to be a powerful spirit cultivator. Zhu Jiuyin spread his Spirit Power to probe him. When the two secret forced confronted, the fake Chidi did not block any longer and allowed Zhu Jiuyin's Spirit Power to run through the divine consciousness. Then, Zhu Jiuyin knew the person's identity. To his surprise, the person was Xiao Qi of the Fairy Kingdom. Once in the Mount Yao Guang, Zhu Jiuyin had some conflicts with Xiao Qi's subordinates. Did Xiao Qi surrender to Chidi for the woman? Zhu Jiuyin could not help but cheer for the man's unreasoning passion for the woman. But the woman would scorn such passion one day. Another man dashed ahead for love regardless of his own interest. Pity on the King of the Fairy Kingdom! The dominator in the spiritual realm fell into one of Chidi's followers. For Zhu Jiuyin, no matter how deeply he loved a person, he was unwilling to be controlled by others. Because the Immense Sea needed him, and all of his life would serve for the Heavenly Book. Even if he might hurt the innocent people, he would never balk at. On the cloud couch, Wuyou felt fiery gaze on her back. But when she turned around, only disgusting Chidi was behind her. Xiao Qi stared at Xiaoyao brazenly in his fake identity of Chidi. They sat so close that his lovesickness would be relieved. But Xiao Qi felt it a pity that he could only change into other's appearance, and let out a sigh. Yu Xuanji increased the strength of her fingers. She could never tolerate that the man who she liked to think about other woman. As a woman from Baize, she would use unscrupulous divisive tactics to get anything she wanted.
(The author said, "Every time I write about these complicated relationship, I feel a headache, but I have to. Because human are the animals of blood and flesh. When one is considered as ruthless and cool-blooded, he will give others kind of gentleness inadvertently. In the face of justice, he will be bad to the bones while facing his lover, he is willing to go into boiling water and walk on fire for her. Although this kind of love is selfish, it is also the purest emotion in human's nature. Xiao Qi is such a person. He is ready to give up the country's interest for Xiaoyao. But for Xu Linghe, if he has to make a choice between the love for the world and the love for himself, he will give up his wife for the common people in the world. You can't say he doesn't love Jiang Wuyou. He is the Sect Master of Kunlun, so he has his own responsibilities. Therefore, in front of love, everyone has the right to love. And Xu Linghe's belief pushes him to choose the love for the world. As the author, I just want to present different experiences of different people, and different loves and hatreds. This website is used to describe love, and even supporting roles should be of flesh and blood. Some love in the world cannot be attained even being searched for the whole life. I hope Xiao Qi will understand it.")
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