"ah……"

Song Lin suddenly sat up, his face still had a look of laughter. Even the immortal king was above his superiors, he would not want to take anything away from his hands.

Huh?

Song Lin was stunned. He suddenly found that this was a pure white room surrounded by a room with some inexplicable tubes connected to his nose and hands. When he looked at his body, he was not wearing a Taoist robe, but a patient uniform with a white background and a blue vertical strip.

This is... Song Lin couldn't believe his eyes. Although five hundred years have passed, as his only colorful life, he remembered clearly that this should have been something in the world he once lived in.

But Song Lin knew very clearly that Tianwaitian was the first level of the world he originally lived in. The world he originally lived in was called [mortal world], which was the lowest level of the world.

The laws of the gods stipulate that only people in the lower world can be extradited to the higher world after they have reached a certain level of cultivation. However, cultivators in the higher world cannot go to the lower world, unless they borrow some space magic weapons, but this kind of magic weapon is extremely difficult to find. He has never seen it before. Or they can only be able to pass through the space freely when they have reached the realm of the Immortal King.

But everything in front of you is clearly the hospital ward in the original world!

Have you been back in time?

Song Lin was shocked and suspicious, and suddenly heard an excited call from beside him: "Xiaolin! You are awake! You are awake!"

What a familiar voice. Although it has been five hundred years since then, this voice is so friendly in Song Lin's ears that even made his eyes moist in an instant.

It's dad!

Song Lin couldn't believe his ears and slowly turned his head. He felt his arm being grabbed by his father's rough big hand. His father's hand was so forceful, as if he was about to cut off Song Lin's arm.

It's really a father... Song Lin's eyes looked at him so clearly.

That familiar face that I hadn't seen for a long time was clearly outlined like a knife. I haven't dyed my hair for a while, so the white frost on my temples could no longer be covered. My unshaven lips were trembling, tears and snot were flowing on my face without hesitation. In my memory, the father who supported my family like a mountain has never shown such a fragile side...

Song Lin's heart was deeply hurt. He had no idea where his indifference had gone, but only tears of true love.

If the people from Tianwai Tian saw Song Lin’s tears at this moment, they would definitely be amazed that this was not the Cold-faced Pill King.

They didn't know that the Cold-faced Dan King had just become that cold-faced look because he traveled to the sky and left his relatives and lived under great pressure for a long time.

But the flesh-and-hearted affection that broke the bones and tendons instantly disintegrated Song Lin's indifference. Song Lin hugged his father and hugged him tightly. Tears fell down, wetting his father's clothes.

Five hundred years...

Song Lin almost forgot when the last time he hugged his father. In his impression, he only remembered that his father's shoulders were wide and strong, and he couldn't hold them with both hands.

But now, he felt that his father's shoulders were actually very thin, pressing against his shoulder holes like a blade. His body, who was nineteen years old, looked big and round in front of his father... How long has it been since he hugged his father like this?

After five hundred years, I thought my heart was frozen and there was no more emotion flow. But at this moment, I realized that my feelings and my deep love for my parents were just hidden in the deepest part of my heart. How could I forget the most precious thing?

At this moment, Song Lin was not the chief elder of one of the eight great Taoist sects in Tianwai Tiantian!

At this moment, Song Lin was not a cultivator who was only one step away from becoming an immortal!

At this moment, Song Lin is not the only two top-quality elixir kings in the entire world!

He is just a son who is immersed in fatherly love...

With a creaking sound, the door opened, and a voice filled with fatigue and sorrow sounded: "Old Song, how is Xiaolin..."

This voice is also the most familiar voice of Song Lin. It is mother and Liu Huifang.

"Ah..." After seeing the situation in the room clearly, Liu Huifang covered her mouth and exclaimed, standing there with a wooden back against the door panel, her red eyes staring blankly at the father and son hugging each other, and tears had unknowingly slipped down.

Suddenly, Liu Huifang cried and rushed forward to hug her son and husband. Her crying was different from her husband Song Dacheng. Song Dacheng's crying was depressed and low, like an old cow with asthma. Liu Huifang released her loudly, and all her grievances, all her sadness, and all her pain seemed to be released in the crying.

But Song Lin knew that no matter what kind of crying sounds it was from his father or mother, they were the most beautiful sounds he had ever heard.

It was their crying that made Song Lin truly return to the life that originally existed in his memory, allowing Song Lin to find himself, and allowing Song Lin to become a flesh-and-blooded modern young man again, rather than the cold-faced pill king who faced the cauldron and refining alchemy for five hundred years every day.

After Song Dacheng and Liu Huifang calmed down, through conversation, Song Lin finally remembered what had happened before he traveled through time.

At that time, after I was studying at the school in the evening, I received a date note and went to the school's famous date location, Lover Island, to wait for the girl's arrival.

There is no light on this Lover Island, and it is densely packed with jungles, so it is naturally the best place for students to date, both day and night.

Song Lin did not wait for the girl, but what he was waiting for was a slap. He only felt a wind sounding behind his head, and then a heavy object hit the back of his head. He fell into a coma at that time.

Later, when a couple was looking for a place in the field, they found Song Lin fainted. They were so scared that they quickly notified the school. Then Song Lin's friends "Secretary" and "Paopuo" in the dormitory carried him to the hospital, and the wealthy secretary at home also paid part of the expenses first.

The hospital's preliminary examination said it was intracranial hemorrhage, and whether it could be saved or not was a problem, and whether it could be awakened after being saved was rescued is another problem. Such a heavy blow suddenly made Song Dacheng and Liu Huifang feel that they were mentally broken. They both gave birth to such a son at the age of 30. In that era, they could be called a child in old age.

Song Dacheng, a man who has always been strong and kind, kept crying and staying with his son's bedside. He knew that his son would become a vegetable, and he seemed to have collapsed.

On the contrary, the woman was very strong at this time. Liu Huifang first raised the money, then signed a "life and death case" accompanied by the secretary and Paopuo, and rushed back to notify her husband to have surgery immediately.

But unexpectedly, Song Lin woke up at such an instant. For Song Dacheng and Liu Huifang, it was a surprise intersection. The ups and downs of life were too exciting, and it really made the old couple cry a lot.

"Quick! Quick! The doctor is here..." The secretary rushed in with Paopao. The secretary helped the door and asked the nurses who were pushing the operating bed to come in. He ran to the bedside to help lift the person.

This hospital that cheated her is also the kind of person who recognizes money but not people. The secretary brought the money before, and the other party refused to undergo surgery, so he threw it in this empty ward without anyone taking care of it, saying that there was no doctor there. Until Liu Huifang came and raised all the money, the doctor was in place, and pretended to be in a hurry to pick up the person for surgery.

"Fuck--" Pao ran to the edge of the bed and suddenly realized that Song Lin was sitting up. He was shocked and almost fell down. He widened his eyes and saw Song Lin from his head to see his head from his head, and then from his feet. After a while, he said: "I'll go! Linlin, are you reborn?"

Old Bai, a senior scholar in Jiutian literature, basically counts the number of readings in thousands. Because he is deeply poisoned by online literature, these two people each get such a nickname. It just so happened that Tang Chao likes to read officialdom articles, and Han Liang likes to read immortals and cultivation. This nickname is also a perfect match for each other.

As for Song Lin, because he looks the most beautiful among the few animals in the dormitory and his name sounds like a girl, his nickname is "Linlin". Song Lin has always been ashamed of because he always feels that he is a pure man.

In the past, every time the secretary called him a nickname with Paopuo, Song Lin would chase him. But now, after five hundred years, he heard two friends who were particularly strong with him calling him a nickname, but Song Lin had red eyes and hugged Paopuo hard.

Paopu didn't react. After subconsciously calling out Song Lin's nickname, Paopu was ready to be beaten. Unexpectedly, Song Lin hugged him. Paopu was frightened and dazed to move. He muttered: "You, are you okay, are you?"

The secretary reacted, and he rushed over and hugged Song Lin, and tears came down.

I really scared the secretary and Paopuohe just now. They are not ordinary friends, but friends Song Lin has made since high school. They were classmates in the same class for three years in high school. Since the three studies were almost the same, they did not unexpectedly fail to get into the ideal university.

Then the family paid for their own self-study exams at the university in the city. The three of them had similar scents and made an appointment to go to the same university to take the self-study exams, so they were in the same class in the university. When arranging the dormitory, the three of them deliberately gathered in the dormitory. They could be said to be friends for many years. The three even made an appointment to apply for a job in the same company after graduation, and they would be the best men when they got married in the future...

As the saying goes, true love is revealed in times of adversity. Usually, everyone seems to be just friends who are just having sex in Internet cafes all night, going out to watch beautiful women together, cheating in exams, and drinking and singing karaoke together. But at the critical moment, something happened to Song Lin, and the secretary and Paopu really care about Song Lin as much as their brothers.

"Thank you..." Song Lin's eyes became wet again before they dried up. He traveled to Tianwai for five hundred years, but he had no sense of belonging.

There, he worked hard to survive every day, without parents who could rely on, friends who could make friends with each other, and beautiful girls who had secretly loved. There were fellow Taoists who were just intrigue for resources, female cultivators who betrayed their appearance for elixirs, and masters who were just to encourage their disciples to grow up for the inheritance of Taoism. In the cold world, his heart seemed to become as cold as ice.

The only thing that makes him feel a little warm is the nineteen years of memory in the mortal world, that is, this world. Dad, Mom, Secretary, Paopao... In just nineteen years, it was the spiritual pillar that Song Lin struggled to support for five hundred years. Song Lin has always dreamed that one day after he became an immortal king, he would be able to travel through space and return to his parents.

Therefore, Song Lin has not dared to waste any time in the past five hundred years. It may take more than a thousand years to cultivate to Song Lin’s current level. Although there is a big reason why Song Lin has achieved such cultivation in such a short period of time because he has taken many top-quality elixirs, it is also inseparable from his hard work and rushing against time.

Although I have not cultivated to become an immortal king now, I have achieved my wish, so I am so lucky.

After practicing hard for five hundred years, Song Lin often had the idea of ​​giving up so hard, and no one could stand such a boring life. He always wondered whether he would be the Immortal King and could not go back to the past. Is such a hard practice worth it?

But now Song Lin felt that everything was worth it, really.
Chapter completed!