Transcending the Nine Heavens

Nine Heavens!

Nine Heavens Continent!

The earth that I thought was harder to set foot on, I actually set foot again!

Standing at the top of the mountain, Chuyang breathed familiar air and suddenly a sudden feeling of unusual acidity and oil rose.

Nine Heavens, I finally came back, I saw you again!

I only love my hometown a twist, I don't love other countries ten thousand taels of gold!

Mo lightly danced, Wu Qian Qian, Tie Tong Tian, the three women returned to their homeland, all with tears and full of water.

After experiencing an endless slaughter with little or no pause in the Nine Heavens, he went back to his long-time homeland and had an urge to cry.

Just standing on this homeland is happiness like being back in your mother's arms.

“Go home!”

Chu Yang shouted excitedly.

“Go home!” The three women's eyes sparkled at the same time, every midnight dreams of the greatest hope, realization is right in front of them?!

“To go home is to go home, but to my house first.” Chu Yang hey smile, get up first.

“Uh...” The three women were a little embarrassed at the same time.

It goes without saying that it is right to go back to the Chu family first, waiting for the three names to be divided early, definitely have to go back to the husband's family first, then it is the mother's family's turn, and so on.

“Do you guys want us to get back to work this time?” Chu Yang touched his chin, his heart really thought infinitely. There are three of them behind us now... we should be able to eat them all together...

Thousands of miles of river and mountain, a moment of flight!

……

Southeast, Pingsha Ridge.

Ever since the Nine Robberies Sword Lord Chuyang led the Nine Robberies Brotherhood to solve the scourge of Jingping the mainland and fly up the sky together, the Southeast Pingsha Ridge has become the holy place of the entire Nine Heavens mainland, none of it!

Every day, there are many Jianghu martial artists, not far away, just to see the hero's homeland.

In a pilgrimage mindset.

Chujia compound.

As the root family of the Nine Kingslayer, the Chu family maintained a constant low profile, doing business as usual, and did not wilfully expand the family size.

Being alive, as always, is not afraid of things, but does not proactively cause them.

But the more so, the more praise the Chu family has received.

“Look at the Chu family, that's the home of the Nine Swordsmen who saved the entire Nine Heavenly Continent. Look at how low-key, how modest, how imaginary they are; this is the true valves! This is the true nobility. It's heartbreaking to see and smell! ”

“Yeah, I've never admired a family so much, except the Chu family...”

……

Such a voice of praise goes on and on.

But the new homeowner Chu Fei Ling strictly demands everyone in the family, etc.: no one should be impolite, be sure to quit being proud. Nine Swordsmen, that's Chuyang, not any other person in our family.

It is already a great benefit to be able to enjoy the honor of Chuyang and the privileges it brings; don't think about using this name to do anything!

If there is a transgressor, expel him immediately and kill him without forgiveness!

But regardless of the low profile of the Chu family, the southeastern Pingsha Ridge has become a recognized sanctuary for Jianghu!

This is already an irreversible fact!

……

Yang Joran was in the courtyard in a gazebo, seriously doing Tuna and practicing. Then, carefully finishing your face, carefully washing, decorating, walking into the room your son once lived in, cleaning, scrubbing the table, sweeping the floor, and making the bed. Then sit quietly for a while, and that's when you come out and clean up your own family.

Ever since my son left, Yang Joran has been like this every day. Day after day, Ray couldn't move.

Chu Fei Ling is a little confused about his wife's behavior and has quite a few words.

Trouble picking yourself up like this every day. Does it help?

Old couple...

Besides, I don't know when my son will be back, maybe...

To Chu Fei Ling's question, Yang Jolan was angry every time: “Of course I want to keep it! I can't let my son come back and see an old woman! Besides, you also said that your son doesn't necessarily come back when, maybe tomorrow, in case he comes back and sees his own room is gone or messed up... how sad should it be? How can I not pack it carefully? ”

Chu Fei, sprayed with a spit on his face, fled in desolation.

What did I say? I'm just stating an objective fact, how can it be misinterpreted as such?!

Grandpa Chu discovered that he had completely lost his position in front of his wife since his son disappeared that year. After his son came back, he thought that he could make a difference, but found that he was even more stateless; and since his son flew up to the Nine Heavens, he was completely... stateless!

Everything, whatever it is, in Yang Joran's place, make way for his son!

Even if my son is not here, even if he hasn't been home for a long time, always!

There is nothing Chu Feiling can do about it. Often exclaimed: "Woman's love is the most terrible emotion in the world! …… ”

This phrase was later glorified by the Nine Heavens as the most classic of the words of reason.

Yang Joran came out as usual and looked at the front door for a while.

She always felt that maybe one day, in her gaze, her son would suddenly appear from afar and fall into her arms and call her mother affectionately.

This eagerly awaited feeling keeps her waiting and waiting every day.

After a while and the wind blew, lifted her dress and took off in chaos.

Both the family and outsiders who walked around couldn't help but bow down and shout: “Mrs. Chu.” and then walked past.

Yang Joran nodded with a smile and continued to watch.

At this time, the morning light has gradually risen and the sun has risen three poles. The oblique sunlight dragged her shadow to the elders as if it could extend to the end of the heavens and the earth...

Yang Joran still looks at himself and sometimes at his own shadow.

The shadow goes to the sky, and the miss goes to the sky.

When the sun rises, the shadow slowly becomes short, and the son returns with his thoughts?

When your shadow is about the same as yourself, and your son hasn't come back yet, then you should be busy.

She stood obsessively, obsessed.

In the eyes of the world, Yang Joran is an absolutely enviable mother, her son, is the swordsman of the Nine Robberies; her son, a hero, her son saved the Nine Heavenly Mainland, her son's unprecedented amazing achievement, flying up the Nine Heavens at the age of less than twenty, becoming the legendary flying immortal...

All the glory that sons can earn for their mothers, Yang Ruolan really owns it!

What else could be unsatisfactory about being such a mother?

But Yang Joran wasn't really satisfied. Because... my son is gone.

Even with more honor and no son around, everything is dim and the colour of shine is lost!

While every mother is looking forward to her son's success, she is able to do great things.

But when his son really does make a difference, he can really do something big... but when he leaves himself.

That long-lasting thought really drives people crazy.

Staying next to qualifications and doing great things is undoubtedly a set of extremely opposing contradictions.

But every mother has to face and choose...

There is no more painful contradiction in life than this.

Because no matter what you choose, it comes with pain.

My son stays with me when he doesn't make it. He gets angry every day. Why are you so unhappy? Why can't you do better?

But if Cheng actually walks out, but he hangs his stomach every day... as long as he doesn't see it with his own eyes, he won't feel safe!

Poor parents, mostly.

……

Seeing the shadow gradually shorten, Yang Joran finally sighed again and was about to go back.

Looks like my son didn't come back today!

Not today, not tomorrow, not tomorrow, and the day after, and the day after, and the day after, and the day after, there will always be a return...

At this moment Yang Joran turned around, somewhere far away, there was a sudden long whistling gust, swaying in the sky, and the sound shook the earth!

That was a shout.

“… I'm back!! …… ”

Suddenly, Yang Joran was ready to leave, suddenly as if struck by lightning, and suddenly became stiff. Then, his face suddenly rose red and two lines of tears seized his orbit uncontrollably.

Then she flew up and ran wildly toward the origin of the noise.

This voice... Although no one in the world can hear whose it belongs, Yang Joran will never hear it wrong! Absolutely not!

That's... son's voice!

My son, he's back!

Come back to me!

Yang Joran felt blood burning in his chest, boiling!

She forgot that I ran, flew, didn't care about the surprise from the passersby, and hid a strong feeling of dizziness, rising up. At this moment, Yang Joran almost wanted to cry.

In fact, she did not know that her two lines of tears had already come out of her orbit when she first heard them, sprinkling them all over the road.

“Yang Yang!” Yang Joran shouted, tears sprayed out with the scream, slipping into the wind and falling into the dust.

Several shadows flashed from the cloud, and one of them swept down like a meteor from the cloud.

Chu Yangfei opened his hand and rushed into his mother's arms.

“Mother ~ ~"

Chu Yang II was a man who had been through so many things, could be described as having lived through so many generations, his heart had long been strong on rocks; the world was afraid that nothing could easily move him; but, at this moment, when he saw his mother running in the wind and calling his name unconsciously, he felt acid in his heart and tears came out uncontrolled.

There was no more hesitation, and the path washed itself down. One rushed into Yang Joran's arms.

Yang Ruolan grabbed Chuyang dead and muttered to himself: “Son... you are back... Yang Yang, Mother misses you so much..."

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