C8

Leaves swirled down from the tree one by one. They looked like withered butterflies as they danced in the air.

Leaves left the tree, this is the leaves driftwood or the tree does not keep.

"Ceng." The shout shocked Chu Feng who was deep in thought in the courtyard. He raised his head and looked at the greyish white sky. He could faintly see the silhouettes of birds flying across the horizon.

A gust of wind blew past. Chu Feng couldn't help but shiver. The sky had turned cold, the birds had returned home, and he was alone.

Half a year ago, his father brought him home, but he never would have thought that he, who had come into contact with such a scene, would become berserk. In the end, he went wandering around, leaving Chu Feng by himself.

In the past half year, although Chu Feng lived a comfortable life, every time when it was deep into the night and when people were quiet, he would often say to himself, "Why are all of you leaving me here?"

Sometimes, as he talked, Chu Feng's tears couldn't help gushing out from his eyes, wetting his cheeks and the sheets. He would often fall asleep with tears flowing down his face.

Was this the cruelty of reality, or was this a test from the heavens?

Was it really true that the heavens were going to descend upon the sages?

How many times had he raised his head to the sky and deeply sighed? However, he still said the bitterness in Chu Feng's heart.

"Young master, come in quickly! It's cold. " A gentle voice came from inside the house.

Chu Feng turned his head around and saw the girl who took care of him looking at him anxiously while holding a bowl of soup. Zi Feng, who understood her bitterness, helplessly shook his head and walked into the house. When he neared the threshold, he couldn't help but turn his head around to glance at the ashen white sky. In the end, he lowered his head and walked in.

When the girl saw Chu Feng walk in, a smile couldn't help but appear on her face. She had always been glad that she had such an obedient and good young master, so she was less troubled.

After Chu Feng drank that bowl of Dragon Turtle Soup, he walked toward his own room. Tears welled up in his eyes as he walked. He thought to himself, [I am full now, but my father is still wearing that thin robe and is still curled up in the corner like before. I am still chewing on the leftovers of other people ? Many thoughts and many memories instantly mixed together in Chu Feng's brain. He had an unspeakable pain deep within his heart, and it caused him to be unable to calm down for a long time.

"Father, how are you now?" Chu Feng said to himself. This small voice was heard by the passing grandpa.

Hearing this, the old man's heart broke. Thinking back to the past ten years, he had been yearning for his son day and night, but he didn't expect that ? The old man at the end of his life suddenly felt helpless. The current him was no longer some mighty general, nor was he a tyrant who held high authority in the imperial court. He was only a sad old man, an old man who wished to reunite with his family.

He wished now that he could exchange everything he had for a family reunion.

The tragedy began more than 10 years ago. First, the daughter-in-law strangely disappeared, leaving behind her grandson. Then, less than a year later, the son took his grandson away from home to find his mother.

Thinking of this, the old man helplessly slapped his forehead.

After a while, the elder muttered to himself, "Why is it like this? "Why?"

The old man who was talking to himself seemed to have aged ten years in an instant, and the wrinkles on his face deepened a little.

Chu Feng walked into the room. Looking at the extravagant decorations and the sweet fragrance, he couldn't help but mock himself, "I never would have thought that I could have such a life in my lifetime!"

As he mocked himself, he helplessly shook his head. Then, he sat at the desk in front of the window and flipped through the thick book on it.

After a long, long time, Chu Feng put down the book in his hand and stood up. He looked out the window and remained silent. Just like that, he stood there silently.

"Young Master, it's time for lunch." That gentle voice came from outside and woke up Chu Feng who was deep in thought.

Hearing that familiar voice, Chu Feng looked around with a bit of amazement. He raised his head and looked at the sky in disbelief. Sure enough, at noon just now, what happened? The morning passed with a blink of an eye.

Chu Feng still clearly remembered that just now, in his mind, he recalled the breathing technique his father taught him many years ago. Just now, he was immersed in that wonderful feeling, but he never would have thought that time would pass so quickly.

Thinking to that point, Chu Feng walked outside with a bit of confusion.

"Little Young Master, today you have your favorite sweet and sour pork, as well as the steamed chicken and ?" As she walked, she introduced today's lunch to Chu Feng.

But at that instant, Chu Feng who was immersed in suspicion, how could he still listen to what the girl said!

"Feng'er, you're here." A voice filled with love came out from the house just as Chu Feng stepped into it.

Chu Feng nodded his head with a "Mm" and walked towards the table.

When the lady saw Chu Feng's absent-minded appearance, she suspiciously looked at the girl who followed Chu Feng in.

The little girl said fearfully, "The young master is fine this morning."

When the noble lady heard this, her expression couldn't help but darken. What kind of words were these? What did they mean by 'the morning is still fine'? Wasn't this clearly cursing her own grandson?

When the girl saw the madame's expression darken, she was so frightened that she quickly kneeled down and begged, "Madame, this servant knows her wrongs. This servant knows her wrongs ?"

Just as the madame wanted to speak, Chu Feng said, "Grandma, don't make things difficult for her. Just now, I was just thinking about what was said in the book."

Hearing that Chu Feng spoke out for that girl, the old lady did not continue to make things difficult for him. She directly said, "You can leave first."

Hearing those words, that girl felt a sense of relief. She gratefully cast a glance at Chu Feng, then hurriedly left.

"Come, sit." The old lady walked over and pulled Chu Feng's hand towards the table.

At that moment, Chu Feng's grandfather, Chu Xiaotian, walked in. He looked at Chu Feng, who was sitting by the table, smiled, and sat down.

As they ate, the old man and the old lady continued to scoop food into Chu Feng's bowl. As he looked at the dishes that were as tall as a small mountain in the bowl, Chu Feng could only pitifully cast a side glance at the two old men who were enjoying themselves. He couldn't help sighing, "It seems like life isn't going to be easy either!"

In half a year, Chu Feng had grown a lot stronger and taller than before. The new clothes that he had made a month ago were considered small this month.

The two old men couldn't stop laughing.

Chu Xiaotian always said with a smile, "When my Feng'er grows up, he will definitely be a general in the army." Every time the old man said these words to himself, the old lady's expression would darken and she would stare at him. When the old man felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere, he would embarrassedly smile and explain to the old lady, "I was just joking."

At this point, the madame would say fiercely, "Let me see who dares to force my Feng'er to join the army!" As he spoke, he glared at Chu Xiaotian.

The two old men often bickered like this.

In the old lady's heart, Chu Feng was everything to her and she would not allow anyone to harm him. Even if he said something unpleasant, the madame would immediately fall out with him.

The old man Chu Xiaotian often said to the madame, "Don't be so doting, it is not good for your child."

The old mistress' expression changed as she heard his words, as if it was a summer's day. Before Chu Xiaotian could finish his words, he couldn't stand her domineering gaze. In the words of the madame, "My grandson, if I don't love him, who will?"

"Eh." Chu Feng burped to show that he really couldn't eat anymore. Only after hearing that sound did the two old men stop and they no longer put food into Chu Feng's bowl.

Chu Feng looked at the two old men, and as if he recalled something, he couldn't help but ask, "Grandfather, do you know some things about father?"

After hearing that question, Chu Xiaotian looked at Chu Feng with a puzzled expression. He then asked, "What are you referring to?"

Chu Feng thought for a while, then said, "Exactly what sort of person is my father? How can he have such a strong power? "

Hearing this question, Chu Xiaotian mumbled to himself in confusion, "Such a strong power?"

Chu Feng thought his grandfather didn't understand his words and he couldn't help but explain, "How could he have the ability to single-handedly fight the wolves?"

At this moment, Chu Xiao spoke, "So that's what you're referring to!"

Seeing his grandfather understand everything so well, Chu Feng couldn't help looking at his grandfather with a bit of expectation, hoping to know more about his father from him.

"Fighting a pack of wolves?" Chu Xiaotian looked at Chu Feng with doubt.

However, a moment later, he laughed out arrogantly. "Your father was not only capable of fighting against wolves! There's more to his skills! "

After hearing his grandfather's words, Chu Feng couldn't help but feel even more shocked. In his understanding, the ability to fight with wolves was already an extremely strong existence, but he didn't expect that these things weren't even worth mentioning in his father's eyes.

At that moment, the image of his father couldn't help becoming a bit taller in Chu Feng's heart.

After a moment, Chu Xiaotian muttered, "There is such a group of people in this world. They absorb the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth and turn it into their own power." As he spoke, he stopped.

He took a small breath and continued, "They are called cultivators. The strong can split mountains, cut rivers, and the super strong can make them the pinnacle of existence in this world."

After hearing those words, Chu Feng was shocked. He never would have thought that there was such a group of people in this world.

After being surprised for a moment, he could not help but ask: "What about my father? Does he have the ability to split the mountains and cut the rivers horizontally? "

When Chu Xiaotian heard those words, he rubbed Chu Feng's head and said, "Since ancient times, there have only been a few people who were able to split the mountains and split the rivers. How could there be so many of them?"

After hearing his grandfather's tactful explanation, Chu Feng couldn't help feeling a bit disappointed in his heart. Which child didn't want their father to be an unrivaled hero?

Chu Xiaotian saw Chu Feng's disappointed expression, he patted his shoulder and said, "Very few people know about the cultivation method in this world. By chance, your father was accepted as a disciple by an otherworldly expert."

Only after hearing his grandfather's words did Chu Feng understand. So it turned out that not everyone could cultivate. Chu Feng couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

And just at that moment, Chu Feng suddenly remembered the map of luck his father taught him. Could that be cultivation? Chu Feng who had doubts in his heart said, "Grandfather, cultivation is really not just about the regular circulation of the air in the body!"

After hearing those words, Chu Xiaotian looked at Chu Feng with a bit of amazement. However, he helplessly shook his head and said, "I'm not too sure about that. Just ask your father when he returns."

When she mentioned the word 'father', the grandfather and grandson duo's expressions unconsciously darkened. Wait for Chu Mingfan to come back? What year and what month would that be?

Chu Feng had also told his grandfather to send people out to find the whereabouts of his father, Chu Mingfan, but Chu Xiaotian denied it. He knew that even if he found his son, Chu Mingfan, before he could figure it out, he would not come back.

He knew his son so well that he didn't want to get in his way.

Chu Feng walked out of the guest hall and headed towards his own room.

He thought back to what his father had told him many years ago, "Feng'er, use your consciousness to control the energy in your body and circulate it according to the order of the eight ?"

Those words echoed in Chu Feng's ears, and the scenes of the past were clearly reflected in Chu Feng's mind.

Chu Feng muttered, "Use your own awareness to control the force in your body and circulate according to the order of the Eight Trigrams."

At that moment, Chu Feng seemed to have thought of the strange realm he entered in the morning.

I can vaguely remember that the Qi in my body was circulating according to the order of the Eight Trigrams of the Universe. "

Thinking about all that, Chu Feng couldn't help but smile. So it turns out that he started cultivating since he was 5. No wonder he could fight against tigers when he was 8. So it turns out that ? But at that instant, there was a problem that troubled Chu Feng. Why was the ball of aura revolving on its own today? Chu Feng could not understand no matter how much he thought about it.

After a moment, Chu Feng smiled and said to himself, "If you can't think of it, then let it go! Ask him when you find him. " After saying those words, Chu Feng couldn't help but reveal a heroic spirit. That strange feeling seemed to have become an indescribable force at this moment.

Chu Feng ran into his own room while chuckling.

The current him was not only experiencing that wonderful feeling, but also fighting for his dreams.

Just as Chu Feng thought everything through, he couldn't help but secretly make a decision in his heart: On the day his father returns, he will definitely become his father's glory.

Because of that wish, the eleven-year-old Chu Feng rarely went out again in the following years. In the days that followed, Chu Feng continued to cultivate in his own room.

To Chu Feng, who was still a child, this was a bit difficult. Which child doesn't like to play?

However, for that wish, Chu Feng decided to force himself to train. Even at night, he never slackened.

Sometimes, Chu Feng also wanted to give up, but when he thought of his father's wandering life outside, Chu Feng still endured.

He personally experienced that life and could not bear to see his father living like that. So, Chu Feng often used those words to console himself, "When I become strong, I will definitely be able to find his father and then find his mother. At that time, our family will be reunited."

It was this belief that had supported Chu Feng the entire time. It was also because of this that Chu Feng no longer felt lonely.

Because he discovered that there were his missing parents, his doting grandparents, and the desire to reunite with his family.

It was as if this autumn was no longer filled with desolation and desolation. It was because Chu Feng had a dream in his heart. He was fighting for that dream ?