One emperor

Chapter 2273 The Lost Stone

"Why do you want to practice?"

Ye Fan blinked his big eyes, looked at the serious father in front of him, obviously a little confused, how could his father ask himself this question properly.

In fact, Ye Dong also asked himself this question back then, but he didn't get the answer until he was 16 years old, after his father was taken away.

Save father!
Then, there was a blood prison again, so this question has a new answer, look for the senior brother, look for the master!
In short, the answer to this question is not fixed, but is constantly changing with Ye Dong's experience. Until now, Ye Dong has thrown this question to his son.

Ye Fan lowered his head, as if he was thinking seriously, while Ye Dong looked at him without the slightest anxiety, patiently waiting for the answer given by his son. Only he understood why his son was so interested in cultivation at a young age. Only after finding out the reason for his obsession can he make a decision, whether or not to teach him his original way now!
When Ye Fan was thinking, in order not to put pressure on him, Ye Dong turned around and walked aside, walked to the position where he used to sit when he was a child, sat down again, looked up at the starry sky, and fell into deep thought.

Ten years, I have been back for ten years, and the life of these ten years is peaceful and peaceful, all relatives and friends are by my side, I have a child, everything is my dream.

However, most of the time, I will have a feeling of dreaming, a feeling of unreality. Although this feeling is only fleeting, but the number of times is too many, it will naturally make me feel a little awkward.

I have also told my wife and brothers about this feeling, but no matter who it is, they will laugh and say that they have too many bloody days, and now they are suddenly so comfortable. Naturally, they are not used to it. OK

So, is ten years long enough?
Why does this feeling still appear from time to time after ten years?

"Forget it, don't think about it if you can't figure it out. There are countless questions in the world, and how many of them can have real answers. At least, I am satisfied with this kind of life. Then, everything else is not important!"

Ye Dong shook his head, put his thoughts back, and turned to look at his son.

Ye Fan was still thinking, and his little brows were tightly knit together. Looking at Ye Dong, he couldn't help feeling a bit of love and guilt in his heart.

In fact, although Ye Fan is Ye Dong's son, because of Ye Fan's talent, he is surrounded by a bunch of uncles and grandparents most of the time, and he really spends a lot of time alone with Ye Dong. Very little, Ye Dong was helpless about this.

Now, seeing his son thinking in pain, Ye Dong suddenly shook his head and said: "Ye Dong, Ye Dong, what are you doing, he is your own son, and now his son is in trouble, as a father, help your son Isn’t it natural to help him solve his confusion? Ask him a question. He’s only seven years old. What can he understand? It’s just the way of Yuan. Anyway, sooner or later, you will have to teach him. What's the difference between teaching!"

At this moment, Ye Dong seemed to have figured it out, he waved to Ye Fan and said, "Fan'er, come here."

Ye Dong walked over, tears were rolling in his eyes, he said timidly: "Father, I, I didn't think about it!"

This naturally made Ye Dong feel distressed again, he hastily reached out his hand to wipe away the tears on Ye Fan's face, and said softly: "If you can't figure it out, don't think about it, dad is just asking casually, okay, actually dad came to you today, I want to give you a present."

"Gift? What gift?"

From birth to now, Ye Fan has received countless gifts, and any one of them is a treasure that can make countless monks fight for blood, but he has never received a gift from Ye Dong.

"Your understanding of Tao has always been very confusing. Today, Father will give you a Tao. As long as you master this Tao, you will be able to understand all the Taos in the world."

"real!"

Ye Fan burst into laughter instantly, his face was full of surprise: "Father, is there such a way?"

Seeing his son's smile, Ye Dong was also very happy in his heart, nodded and said: "When did Dad ever lie to you, and this kind of way was also figured out by Dad himself back then. It was your uncles, grandparents, grandparents and others There is no way to grasp it.”

"Father, teach me quickly, what kind of Taoism is it that is so powerful!"

"Look, this kind of Tao is called the Tao of Yuan!"

When Ye Dong said this, he didn't notice the smugness and embarrassment that flashed in the depths of Ye Fan's eyes, and he displayed the Dao pattern of Yuan Zhi himself.

"This is the Dao of Yuan. Now, let me show you the special features of Dao of Yuan, and then I will tell you in detail about Father's understanding and perception of Dao of Yuan!"

"Good good!"

Ye Fan nodded excitedly and clapped his hands repeatedly.

More Yuanzhi Dao patterns overflowed from Ye Dong's body and condensed on the sky. Then, following Ye Dong's instructions, these Dao patterns randomly attached to a stone.

Ye Dong wanted his son to see Yuan Zhidao's ability to return everything to the original source, so he chose something at random.

"Son, watch it!"

"kindness!"

Ye Fan's eyes really widened, and he stared at the stone without blinking.

"Return to Yuan!"

Ye Dong spit out two words, and suddenly, the Dao pattern of countless yuan suddenly burst into a dazzling light, completely enveloping the stone, and then, according to past experience, the stone will gradually return to the original state.

But what Ye Dong didn't expect was that the stone disappeared under the Dao pattern, and at the place where it disappeared, a dark hole suddenly appeared, like a void, exactly the same size as the stone , looks extremely inconsistent with the surrounding environment.

This discovery made Ye Dong's heart skip a beat, and that unreal feeling flooded his heart again.

"Father, the stone is gone, wow, it's amazing, is this Guiyuan? Dad, how did you do it, teach me quickly, teach me quickly." Ye Fan didn't know what happened at all, but was excited. Shouting from the side.

However, Ye Dong couldn't laugh at all. He calmly stretched out his hand and grabbed a piece of grass beside him. A Dao pattern of origin gushed out and wrapped the grass, and then the light flashed. The grass was like Like the stone, it disappeared without a trace, leaving only a dark hollow, exactly the same shape as the grass.

Ye Dong stared at all this in a daze, motionless as if petrified.

Ye Fan couldn't help stretching out his hand, grabbed Ye Dong's arm, and shook it vigorously: "Dad, teach me quickly, why don't you talk anymore, what's the matter, Dad?"

Letting out a long breath, Ye Dong stood up, with a deep pampering expression on his face, he stretched out his hand and stroked Ye Fan's head gently: "Fan Er, if one day, I really If there will be a son, then I will definitely name him Ye Fan!"

(End of this chapter)