Lord Sword Immortal will not be defeated

Chapter 39 Grandfather Wang Kuo Father Wang Xiao
Both Wang Li and Uncle Xu were born as mortals. Although Ling Yue'er is a demon clan at the Dao Foundation Realm, she has no roots.

Therefore, when the magnificent scenery of the fairy trail in Shushan came into view, they couldn't help being shocked at the same time.

In the end, it was Wang Li who came to his senses first, and after calming down silently, he called Uncle Xu and Ling Yueer back to their senses.

Ling Yueer still clicked her tongue, her eyes looked around expectantly.

Uncle Xu took out a thin piece of jade from his bosom and crushed it immediately.

"My lord, someone will come to pick us up."

Wang Li nodded, then turned to Ling Yueer and said, "Don't act like you have never seen the world, you have to learn to make money."

Ling Yueer turned her head and lowered her eyes, only to see that Wangcai had already started yawning out of boredom.

"Hmph, it's a silly dog, what do you know?"

Wangcai was so angry that he ignored her.

Wang Li smiled and said, "But you can't even beat a stupid dog."

Ling Yueer bared her teeth, "Can't you beat me too?"

Wang Li: "I'm only in my teens, but you're already over 100."

"The lifespans of the monster race and the human race are not compared like this!"

The two were bickering when suddenly a milky white beam of light descended from the sky, enveloping the three of them and a dog.

Without thinking too much, the beam of light engulfed them and quickly ascended, before disappearing in place in a blink of an eye.

This kind of movement also suddenly attracted countless eyes from those hanging mountains, many of whom were envious, even jealous.

Wang Li only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and after his vision recovered, the world had changed.

This is a fairy mountain hanging high above the sea of ​​fairy clouds, its volume is much larger than the ones that Wang Li saw just now, like a small land floating in the sky.

There are red bricks and green tiles, the columns hold the roof, the spiritual light is lingering, and the palace stretches.

There are forest lakes, lingering streams, spiritual beasts inhabit, and cranes whirl.

Where Wang Li is located is in front of the most central main hall. The wide square under his feet is paved with bluestone, and all of them are carved with strange animals. In the center is a huge picture of Tai Chi Yin and Yang.

Right in front of Wang Li, there are nine steps made of white jade. On the jade steps, in front of the main hall, there are two people standing.

One of them is Wang Li's very familiar father——Wang Xiao.However, his attire at this time is not completely different from any moment in Wang Li's memory.

In the past, Wang Xiao, as a military lord of a country, established himself by martial arts and made achievements by fighting. Even at home, he often wore strong clothes to show his might.

But at the moment, he changed into a blue and white Taoist robe, with misty cloud patterns on the collar, cuffs, hem, etc., his long hair was gathered together, and there were two long black hairs on each side of his temples, perfectly showing that heroic appearance A vigorous, fresh and handsome face.His temperament is as light as the wind, fluttering like a fairy, how can he look like he used to be a mortal military lord?

Wang Li only took a look and found another problem.

Wang Xiao was originally in his 30s and nearly 40 years old. He has been fighting outside all year round, and has weathered wind, frost, rain and snow. Although he is still a hero, vicissitudes are inevitable.But now, Wang Xiao seemed to have washed away her mortal womb, she seemed to be in her twenties, a very good age!
Looking carefully, this eyebrows are like ink paintings, eyes are like lacquer spots, and the face is like piles of jade, with clear outlines like carvings, it seems to be Wang Li's appearance when he grows up.

Looking at him, Wang Li couldn't help feeling that he and Wang Xiao might become superficial brothers in the eyes of others in the future.

Right now, this father, who has been separated from him for more than a month, is looking at him with extremely longing and doting eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth is as natural as it is impossible to erase.

Wang Xiao was standing a little further back, and in front of him was a middle-aged man.

The Taoist robe has a wide body and long sleeves, but it can't hide his spiritual aura like a jade pillar holding up the sky.

There is no need to go into details about his appearance, as long as Wang Xiao's appearance can be pushed to about forty, of course his actual age is much older than that.

The most obvious difference is not the few extra wrinkles on the face, nor the vicissitudes of life in the eyes, nor the finely combed hair mixed with a few white hairs.

His eyes locked on Wang Li the moment he appeared, a strange red light flashed on his mature and stable face, and a layer of crystal clearness flashed in his eye sockets.

His excitement is beyond words, and anyone can easily feel his deep and incomparable longing and nostalgia.

Wang Kuo.

Wang Xiao's father, Wang Li's grandfather.

Wang Li's memory of him is very vague, he only vaguely remembers that when he was young, this grandfather always liked to carry him to different places away from the capital city, he and his grandfather saw all kinds of people and things in the city, I have heard grandpa tell many strange stories, and I have also seen grandpa get angry at the doctor who came from all over the place, and even pointed at his father's forehead and cursed.

This vague old man seems to have given all his tenderness to him, and what others get is naturally of no benefit.

Just, a certain day of a certain year.

After Wang Li woke up, he never saw him again.

At this moment, reunion.

The dual obsession originating from the blood and the soul, without any prerequisite emotional mobilization, surged like a tsunami in an instant.

Unconsciously, Wang Li had two lines of hot tears streaming down uncontrollably.He canceled all the states, completely relaxed his knees that had been strained, knelt on the ground, and was about to kowtow.

But when his forehead was about to make close contact with the ground, Wang Kuo, who was on the nine jade steps, suddenly appeared in front of him as if teleported.

Regardless of other things, Wang Kuo leaned over and quietly held Wang Li's arm with both hands, pulling him up.

The four eyes meet each other without words, the blood is deep and the tears are in pairs.

Wang Kuo stretched out his hand to lightly stroke Wang Li's forehead to his cheek, and said with trembling lips, "My dear grandson, you have grown up!"

Wang Li just nodded, and said softly, "Grandpa."

"Grandpa is here." Wang Kuo responded again and again, and couldn't help but say: "From now on, our family will be together again, and from now on, we, grandpa and grandson, will never be separated again."

Beside him, Wang Xiao, who had just arrived, stopped and looked at them helplessly but seemed accustomed to it.

After a while, the grandfather and grandson wiped away their tears, and Wang Kuo burst out laughing suddenly.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that group of old bald men in Bailong Temple to have some skills. Even this skill is not well learned. Otherwise, my good grandson would not have suffered for 14 years!"

When Wang Li heard this, his heart moved slightly.But this is obviously not a good time to ask questions, so he can only press it temporarily.

Wang Xiao took a step forward at the right time: "Father, Li'er has recovered and has entered the way of cultivation again. Today's family reunion is a blessing, and we should celebrate it."

Hearing this, Wang Kuo gave him a sideways glance, and said disdainfully: "You don't need to say that? Did you treat me as the spiritual object I received a few days ago to wait for you?" As he spoke, he suddenly changed into a pair of pampering He leaned down again and smiled at Wang Li, narrowing his eyes, and said as if flattering him, "Of course it's to welcome my cutest grandson!"

For a while, Wang Li felt a little nasty and difficult to adapt to.

(End of this chapter)