Chapter 12 The Past of Wisteria God

Shangguan Wenwen's old voice came from the darkness: "Little Master, don't panic, the place has arrived!" Before he finished speaking, the surroundings suddenly became brighter. The magical little house disappeared without a trace.

In front of me was a completely unfamiliar place, not a plain, but a quiet valley, with a gurgling stream in the valley. Unknown little flowers dotted on the hillside, and the most eye-catching thing was the layers of wisteria spreading and growing in the valley. Although there were many wisterias, they were all shriveled. Somehow, Zhao Xiaofeng felt a familiar feeling about this place.

Shangguan Wenwen was very excited. He said to Zhao Xiaofeng in a trembling voice: "Little master, this is your mother!" He focused on the wisteria not far away, and tears were already gushing out of his eyes.

Grandma has already said about her mother. As soon as she came to this small valley, Zhao Xiaofeng vaguely felt it, but he was not sure yet. Now... she was finally sure! Tears were like a mountain torrent with a gate open, rushing out. Although Zhao Xiaofeng had never seen her mother before, her blood was thicker than water. This primitive family affection suddenly touched the softest part of Zhao Xiaofeng's heart.

Shangguan Wenwen stopped tears again and said happily: "Little master, take out the red seed in your arms... The old master... is saved!"

Zhao Xiaofeng could hear that the old master Shangguan Wenwen mentioned was his mother.

The red seed suddenly became dazzlingly red! Zhao Xiaofeng held it in both hands and handed it to Shangguan Wenwen.

Shangguan Wenwen took it carefully. He closed his eyes slightly and muttered something in his mouth. No one could hear clearly what he was saying.

Zhao Xiaofeng was surprised to find that the red seed suddenly flew up and became thousands of times larger in an instant. The huge red seed was hanging in the air, emitting millions of red lights. The red light became stronger and stronger, making Zhao Xiaofeng unable to open his eyes. Thousands of strong red lights slowly fell down like a huge red cloth, covering the shriveled wisteria in the small valley. Finally, the huge red cloth slowly shrank and slowly merged into the roots of the wisteria.

When everything returned to normal, Zhao Xiaofeng was surprised to find that the shriveled and lifeless wisteria had become lush and full of vitality!

Shangguan Wenwen looked happy: "Little master... the old master is saved!"

Zhao Xiaofeng knew that although his mother was saved, she had to wait for a long time to truly resurrect. Maybe he would never wait for this life. Grandma said that if his mother wanted to truly resurrect, she would have to wait at least 100,000 years! What is that concept? Who can live for a hundred thousand years in China?

Zhao Xiaofeng asked Shangguan Wenwen: "When will my mother become a human being?"

Shangguan Wenwen sighed: "Although the old master is saved, it will take at least 200,000 years to truly resurrect and become what he used to be."

Zhao Xiaofeng was shocked: "My grandma said it was 100,000 years, why has it become 200,000 years now?"

Shangguan Wenwen sighed and said, "Last night, the old master was destroyed again in order to save you!"

Zhao Xiaofeng's eyes were filled with tears and asked, "Will it take one hundred thousand years to destroy the soul once?"

Shangguan Wenwen said: "The old master has endless divine power and unfathomable cultivation. It is rare to have the opportunity to be resurrected! If he is an ordinary cultivator in the divine realm, his soul will be destroyed, and he will be in danger of death, and he will not even have the opportunity to be resurrected."

Zhao Xiaofeng stopped talking. He looked at the lush wisteria in front of him and felt great comfort. He stood quietly for a long time, but suddenly asked Shangguan Wenwen: "Grandpa Shangguan, there is one thing you can tell me?"

Shangguan Wenwen was indeed a little nervous when he heard Zhao Xiaofeng call his grandfather: "Little master, don't be polite, please say!"

Zhao Xiaofeng suddenly became excited and his fists clenched tightly: "Since my mother's cultivation has reached the realm of divine spirit, why has she been harmed by others? Who hurt my mother at the beginning?"

Shangguan Wenwen's eyes burst into tears again: "Although the old master's cultivation has reached the realm of divine spirit, he should be an invincible existence. Unfortunately, she is too kind-hearted, and in the end, she fell into the trap of others."

Zhao Xiaofeng was listening attentively.

Shangguan Wenwen told a sad past with tears.

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To be continued...