Traveling through the heavens as a myth

What is this peculiar energy?It is neither true essence nor the same as the energy in the firetip spear before.

Ordinary methods didn't work, so Ning Yang thought of the soul that had been promoted many times. Now that this energy has come to the sea of ​​consciousness, can I use the soul to perceive it?

Unfolding silently to perceive this white peculiar energy, Ning Yang's ears suddenly echoed one after another.

After listening carefully for a while, Ning Yang realized that the voices were prayers of believers.

The power of faith?The power of incense?

Since Ning Yang had never seen these two powers, Ning Yang couldn't tell what this white peculiar energy was.

After thinking about it for a while, Ning Yang couldn't figure it out. Ning Yang didn't think about it anymore. For the time being, this energy didn't do any harm to him, so he could only watch it later.

Strolling out of the Tianshen Temple, seeing that there was nothing to go shopping, Ning Yang ate something at random and returned to Ningfu.

...

As soon as he returned to Ningfu, Ning Yang was called to the study by his father Ning Yuan.

"Father, what's the matter?"

Once in the study, Ning Yang couldn't wait to ask Ning Yuan.

Ning Yuan didn't answer, but first poured a cup of tea for himself and Ning Yang, and then fell silent, his expression seemingly struggling.

Ning Yang didn't question when he saw it, but took a sip of tea from the teacup and waited quietly.

After drinking a cup of tea, Ning Yuan's struggle gradually disappeared, replaced by iron-stone firmness.

"Yang'er, actually your mother is not dead."

"what?"

Ning Yuan's first words made Ning Yang stay on the spot, his heart fluctuating, like the sea on a windy day.

Chapter 51

In Ning Yang's memory, his mother has always been a loving person, always gentle as water.

For Ning Yang as a child, his mother was the most dazzling and warmest existence in the world.

Especially in his previous life, Ning Yang has experienced the pain of losing his parents, so he cherishes the regained affection even more.

But all this ended when Ning Yang was five years old.

On that day, his father Ning Yuan told Xiao Ning Yang that his mother had passed away due to an accident.

The stunned Xiao Ning Yang thought this was a joke made by his father and him, but the joke was too bad, he thought to himself.

A few days later, the Ning family held a grand funeral.

So far, Xiao Ning Yang knew that all this was true, and he would never see that gentle woman again.

Xiao Ning Yang cried, crying so dizzy, the pain of losing a close relative once again completely crushed him.

On the second day of the funeral, father Ning Yuan brought a little girl one year older than him.

This little girl has the same tenderness as her mother and the same sadness as him.

At the first glance, he met.

The little girl was named Liu Jing, and he called her sister Jing.

...

His mother's death left an indelible mark in Ning Yang's heart.

But now his father Ning Yuan says that his mother is not dead?!

"Father, really, really?" Ning Yang's voice was trembling, as if he was afraid that a louder voice would burst the bubble of hope.

"Yeah." Looking at his son's expression, Ning Yuan's expression also became complicated, but he still nodded heavily.

As if gaining courage from his father's firm answer, Ning Yang gradually recovered his calm.

"My mother's identity is unusual?" Ning Yang asked after hesitating for a while.

Ning Yuan first glanced at his son appreciatively. Ning Yang's thinking was really quick, "Yes, your mother is from the Great Thousand Realms."

"Big Thousand Realms?" Ning Yang murmured.

Ning Yang has never left Zhenhai City since his birth.

As if seeing his son's confusion, Ning Yuan began to explain.

"The world we live in is the Crushed Stone Realm, one of countless small thousand realms. In addition to Zhenhai City, there are more than a dozen cities of the same size in the Crushed Stone Realm.

"Above the Little Thousand Realm is the Middle Thousand Realm. Unlike the Little Thousand Realms that have as many stars as there are in the sky, there are only seven Middle Thousand Realms, and any city in the Middle Thousand Realm is much larger than the Gravel Realm.

"I met your mother when I was in the middle of the thousand worlds called Xuanwu World."

Having said this, Ning Yuan's speaking speed gradually slowed down, seeming to fall into memory.

"As for the Great Thousand Realm, I only know a little bit from your mother's words. It seems to be called the Yuantian Realm. It is vast and no one knows its boundaries.

"Your mother comes from a sect in the Great Thousand Realm-Yuantian Realm. It seems that she was persecuted by someone before she ended up in the Xuanwu Realm. What about it, your mother doesn't want to talk to me more, I know she is to protect me."

Ning Yuan showed a wry smile, seeming to blame himself for his weakness.

"That mother returned to the sect of Yuantian Realm?" Ning Yang asked keenly.

"Yeah. She suddenly found me that day and said that she had to go back. She didn't say much, I didn't ask much." Ning Yuan fell silent again.

"By the way, she left this jade pendant." Ning Yuan said, and cherished a piece of jade pendant from her arms and handed it to Ning Yang.

Ning Yang took the jade pendant and observed it carefully.

This jade pendant is half black and half white, with black and white entangled, forming a pattern of yin and yang and Tai Chi.

After looking over and over for a quarter of an hour, Ning Yang didn't see any special features in this jade pendant.

"I have been studying this jade pendant every day for more than ten years, but I haven't found anything yet." Ning Yuan said after Ning Yang's observation.

Hearing what his father said, Ning Yang had no choice but to put away the jade pendant.

"Father don't worry, the child will definitely be brought back to his mother, and the family will be reunited, sharing the family relationship." Ning Yang understood the meaning of his father giving this jade pendant to him.

"Yang'er, with your talent, Dad believes that you can surpass Dad soon." Ning Yuan's voice was low and full of expectations.