WeChat Cultivation

Chapter 192 Returning Hometown

"Boss!" Zhao Dahai hurried over to help.

Now Fan Di, don't be too embarrassed.The primordial spirit was unstable, not to mention the numerous injuries, his entire divine body was torn apart, and his whole body was stained red with blood.

Zhiluo cried loudly, and flew into Fan Di's arms. "elder brother……"

Looking at the girl with two ponytails in her arms, Fan Di couldn't help but smile. "It's okay, it's worth it."

He looked at Wen Dongcheng, who was as seriously injured as himself, and without the help of himself and Wang An, he also stepped out of life and death by virtue of his own strength.

Then, his eyes fell on the corpse below.

Fang Chongyang...Hui Ying...Wen Jing...Fan Sheng...

At the critical moment, he chose Zhiluo and abandoned Wenjing... There is always a choice in everything.

"Wen Dongcheng, Huiying asked me to tell you..." He suddenly remembered the beautiful girl's last words.

Wen Dongcheng immediately raised his hand and said hurriedly, "Don't say it!"

He froze for a moment, then nodded.Since Wen Dongcheng doesn't want to take it to heart, he will naturally respect it.

"Beep beep..."

: Congratulations to you who have gone through life and death, and now reward you for returning to your hometown for three days.

As soon as the WeChat message was clicked, the nine people immediately disappeared from the teleportation array.They were caught in the turbulence of time and space, and everyone was torn apart by force.

When the light reappeared in front of Fan Di's eyes, he was standing on the sidewalk at a crossroad.

The familiar sound of car horns, the noise of bustling people, the sound of activities held in the downtown area... All kinds of sounds hit at the same time, like a band that suddenly broke into the ear, playing the movement crazily, making his originally quiet My head is a little dizzy.

here is……

where?

He regained his focus for a while, and suddenly realized that there was something wrong with these cars.Because they have no exhaust, and there are problems with the architectural style...

Suddenly, with sharp eyes, he saw a poster.

2067...

…………

He trembled all over, 50 years? !Has he been out of this world for 50 years?But he clearly only left for fifty days...

"So that's how it is!" He understood in his heart, and two lines of tears suddenly fell down.

Just as he saw that the flow of time in the dark chaos is different on the road of life and death, it is not that the flow of time on the road of life and death is faster.But there is a problem with the time flow rate of the dark mixed domain.

One day, one year.

In just fifty days of cultivating immortals, 50 years have passed on the earth...

What about his mother?

After 50 years, after experiencing the pain of losing a child, can she bear it?
Just as he was immersed in his thoughts, there were a few aunts talking next to him.

"This kid is covered in blood!"

"Cos! Didn't we play it when we were young? You were still running naked then!"

"It's hard to look back on the past, hahaha..."

"It's nice to be young!"

Watching the two go away, Fan Di also noticed his own image.He found a public toilet... It is worth mentioning that this public toilet!As soon as you enter the door, you can smell the fragrance, fully automatic toilet, automatic cleaning mode... this is the future.

He used his power to clean up the blood stains on his body, took out two magical artifact clothes and put them on, turning them into ordinary clothes, and then walked out of the public toilet cleanly.

When he came to the street, he discerned the surroundings a little bit, and immediately opened his spiritual consciousness.

The powerful spiritual consciousness covered the whole city in an instant, and he soon discovered that Zhao Dahai, Zhu Ting, Wen Dongcheng, Zhao Youze and Qian Zengquan were all in the same city.

The five of them are all at the stage of transforming gods, but they have not yet experienced the mysterious catastrophe, and they have not been instilled with the power of deification, so there is still a gap between them and the real stage of transforming gods.

However, that's okay.On the contrary, apart from these five people, he also discovered that there were other immortal cultivators in this city, but most of them were only at the Qi refining stage, and there were only two at the early stage of foundation establishment.

"Let's find relatives based on your own blood first! It's been 50 years, and I think you have something you want to do." Fan Di ordered.

50 years, for ordinary people, 50 years is too long.That's half a century.

When Fan Di opened the traces of his own blood, he found several traces in this city.

Among them, his mother was not there.

When he was a freshman in high school, he was 16 years old, while his mother was 41, 50 years old. If she was still alive, she would be 91 this year.

The mother didn't have many relatives, and the man who gave birth to him didn't have any relatives either.But his mother is gone, that man is still there, he should be 93 years old now!

Ha ha.

He walked slowly and came to the edge of the city, standing in front of a nursing home that seemed to be abandoned by this era.

There is an old man basking in the sun in front of the hospital...

His head was snow-white, his thin body was only skin and bones, and his thin layer of skin was full of wrinkles.

He was wearing a shabby Chinese tunic suit from the last century, and his cloudy eyes looked at the blinding sunshine in front of him.

This person is the man who gave birth to him.

In the past, he was obviously very fat and strong, but now, he looks like this.

"Hello, sir. This is Nanshan Nursing Home. May I ask who do you want to visit?" A young and beautiful girl poked her head out of the courtyard.

Fan Di smiled and said, "Going for a walk."

"Okay!" She turned back to the courtyard.

He looked at the old man quietly for a long time, then slowly turned and left.He hates this man, even if he is dying now, he will not forgive him.

Suddenly, a voice sounded behind him.

"Is that Dill?"

The man's trembling and indistinct voice hit his vest.

"I'm wrong." He said calmly.

"Sorry! Hehehe..." The man clearly lost all his teeth, and the sound of his laughter was quite weird.

Then, regardless of whether Fan Di listened or not, he began to read to himself.

"I! I did something wrong when I was young. I failed my first wife and lost my only son..."

As he was chanting, he lifted his sleeves and sobbed, like a child who did something wrong, very wronged.He kept thinking about it, but he didn't realize that Fan Di had gone far.

Although he walked away, Fan Di still listened.

"...My son! He hated me all his life, until he disappeared, and he also hated me...I'm sorry for him...If he is still alive and has a wife and children, it would be great! How great it would be! "

Life and death are predestined, wealth and honor are in the sky, this is a mortal.He could tell that that man still had five months to live.

Stepping on the embankment, watching the river flow continuously, a beautiful girl in her twenties came across from him, and she was walking with her mother in her 50s.

"Yan'er, I think Sister Chen's son is really good!" Her mother was worrying about her daughter's marriage.

But the daughter responded with a smile: "Mom, Sister Chen's son's mouth has grown to the sky. If he is half as handsome as the boy opposite, I will accept him."

When Fan Di heard it, she couldn't help laughing, stopped and looked at the mother and daughter.

(End of this chapter)