My Master is a God - Chapter 2839

[Chapter 2839: The Great Dao Has Different Desires]

Yang Yiyu knelt down while speaking. With his cultivation at this level, he could clearly feel how much his father’s emotions were fluctuating at the moment. He was full of worry. After seeing that he had returned safely, his emotions were like a stone falling off the ground, which contained strong emotional fluctuations.

“Get up quickly~”

Yang Guozhong helped Yang Yiyu to stand up, patted Yang Yiyu on the shoulder and said, “You have suffered these years~”

When Yang Yiyu heard this, he felt even more bitter, but shook his head and changed the subject: “Where is my mother?”

“She is feeding chickens in the purple bamboo forest behind the house.” Yang Guozhong laughed. Yang Yiyu was stunned.

What the hell is going on~

The old man is digging the ground and planting vegetables like an old farmer, and his mother Duanmu Wan’er is actually feeding chickens. Is this still a god?

Seeing the stunned Yang Yiyun, Yang Guozhong smiled and said, “It was Yuanqing. I don’t know where he got the magic chicken for your mother. She was very concerned about

it and put it in the bamboo forest. She went to feed it every day.” Yang Yiyun knew that Yuanqing, the child in his father’s mouth, was the youngest son, so he didn’t say anything. As long as his parents were happy, whatever they did was right.

He was also a little relieved about his son Yang Yuanqing. He also knew to respect his grandparents, which was rare.

“The children are all obedient.” Yang Guozhong seemed to know what Yang Yiyun was thinking.

Yang Yiyun didn’t say anything, and didn’t know what to say to the children. Anyway, he hadn’t taken care of them for so many years, and most of the time they were taken care of by their parents.

“Go and see your mother, she… Over the years, she has worried about you the most…” Yang Guozhong said.

Yang Yiyun’s heart trembled and nodded, and the father and son walked towards the bamboo forest.

Yang Yiyun did care little about his mother. The last time he came out of the Eternal God Realm, he stayed with his parents for less than ten days.

Now I think it’s really wrong.

When the father and son came to the bamboo forest, they could hear loud clucking sounds from a distance.

Yang Yiyu was still wondering what kind of divine chicken it was that could be so loud.

After entering the bamboo forest, Yang Guozhong shouted, “Wan’er, my son is back~”

Most people in Yunmen didn’t know that Yang Yiyu had returned this time.

The first person he saw was his master Yun Tianxie, and then he came to his parents.

“Swoosh~”

A divine light almost came with Yang Guozhong’s words.

Yang Yiyu could see clearly that it was his mother Duanmu Wan’er.

“Son… son~”

Duanmu Wan’er’s voice was trembling, and she appeared in front of Yang Yiyu with red eyes.

Ten thousand years ago, the 33 Heavenly Palaces of the Celestial Clan searched for Yang Yiyu all over the God Realm, which was a hot topic. She naturally knew about it. At that time, she knew that her son had to face the power of the Celestial Clan Emperor, the most powerful existence in the entire God Realm.

So after Yang Yiyu disappeared, she was worried every day.

In the past, Yang Yiyu had never told all the people who ascended from the Cloud Gate that his enemy in the God Realm was the Thirty-three Heavens Palace and the Supreme Emperor. But since the disciples of the Cloud Gate who went out to train knew that the Thirty-three Heavens Palace was looking for Yang Yiyu all over the God Realm, Duanmu Wan’er naturally knew about it.

At that time, she knew how much pressure her son had on his shoulders.

What kind of enemy would he have to face…

As a mother, Duanmu Wan’er didn’t know how many times she had cried secretly.

After ascending to the God Realm, she naturally knew about the cultivation system of the God Realm, knew about the Emperor, knew how powerful the Thirty-three Heavens Palace was, and knew how different her son was from the Thirty-three Heavens Palace.

She was extremely worried, even distressed.

Now that she finally saw her son return safely, she couldn’t hold it in anymore, and her eyes fell down.

She choked and called her son.

“Mom~ I’m back.”

“Son~”

Duanmu Wan’er hugged Yang Yiyu in her arms, fearing that she was having an illusion or a dream, and her son would disappear in the next second. For

thousands of years, only they knew the worries of the couple.

Half an hour later, Yang Yiyun finally comforted his mother.

He kept talking about how powerful he was. He knew in his heart that his previous idea of only reporting good news and not bad news was wrong. His parents and relatives would still have something to

worry about. Now he thought that he should tell his parents and relatives about his strength and the strength of the entire Qiankun Temple, at least to make them feel more at ease.

“Wan’er, let go. Your son is back~” Yang Guozhong looked at Duanmu Wan’er’s red and swollen eyes and couldn’t help saying.

“I’m not happy~” Duanmu Wan’er finally let go, wiped her tears and glared at Yang Guozhong, who shrank his neck.

Yang Yiyun wanted to laugh when he saw this. He could actually see that his parents had a very good relationship, and his father still doted on his mother. He thought to himself: “The immortal couple said that parents might be like this~”

“Son, let’s go. Mom will stew a divine chicken for you today~”

Duanmu Wan’er waved her hand, and a colorful divine chicken in the deep bamboo forest clucked and came into her hands.

“Go dig some vegetables~” Then Duanmu Wan’er glared at Yang Guozhong.

“Oh~ Oh okay, I’ll go right away~”

Yang Guozhong came to his senses and disappeared in a flash.

…

In a small courtyard of only 50 to 60 square meters, Yang Yiyun helped his mother kill the divine chicken and wash the vegetables before stopping. His mother did not want to help and happily went to the kitchen to work. Only

then did he and his father Yang Guozhong sit at the purple bamboo table in the courtyard.

“You are so proud, kid. I have been thinking about the divine chicken raised by your mother for thousands of years, but she raised it as a treasure and would complain for years if a chicken feather fell. Today I killed one directly. I am also lucky to be you, haha~”

Yang Guozhong joked, carrying a pile of wine in his hand and sat down. He poured Yang Yiyun a glass and said, “Changchang, this is brewed by myself~”

Yang Yiyun smiled and drank a glass without being polite. He thought it was some divine wine, but he did not expect his father to brew white wine. He immediately thought of the earth… He was

filled with emotion. His parents grew vegetables and raised chickens here. They were both gods, and they even cooked every day…

This was unique, but he also envied this kind of life.

He had not eaten for tens of thousands of years.

Holding the wine glass, Yang Yiyu felt wonderful for a moment, thinking that maybe this was also a kind of Tao. There are thousands of different things to seek on the Tao, and not everyone wants to improve their cultivation strength in order to practice Taoism!

Yang Guozhong looked at his son who was lost in thought, and seemed to know what he was thinking. He said, “I disappeared in the desert, and your mother came to find me later. We went through hardships in the mountain and sea world, and then you appeared and we were reunited. The way I sought was your mother.

After experiencing life and death, I thought I would never see your mother and you brothers and sisters again, but later our family was reunited. From that time on, I knew that what I sought was the way, which was my family. As for cultivation, I have become a god with an infinite lifespan, and we are all satisfied.

I just hope that you can be safe. One day, our family can raise chickens and grow vegetables, which would be even better. That is the way of the true God. Son, you promise us that no matter what happens in the future, you must…be strong and survive well, okay?”

“Boom~”

Yang Yiyu listened to his father’s words, and every word entered his heart. There was a roar in his mind. His soul trembled at this moment, and he felt that his soul was awakening from the confusion, which was very wonderful.

(End of this chapter)