Yellow Tianhua sat on the ground, stunned and watching Huang Feitu's husband and wife, his body unconsciously got up.
The couple, upon seeing Huang Tianhua, realized that this was their missing son from many years ago. In his facial features, there was a faint resemblance to the past.
"Son!" Jiazi ran quickly over, wanting to hug his missing son for years, Jiangziyao hurried to get up and let him aside.
Shen Gongbao ran even faster.
Deng Hua moved again. He appeared instantly in front of Huang Tianhua, raised his hand and prepared to stop Jiazi: "My poor master said, let you retreat!"
Deng ChanYu moved faster than him, grabbing his wrist with a firm grip: "This is an absurd arrogance. It should be you who retreats."
Deng Hua tried to pull free but couldn't. He reached out his hand in the air and retrieved a fan-tian-hua-ji, holding it single-handedly and ready to strike at any moment.
A white light representing Jin Row flickered behind Deng ChanYu, and the fan-tian-hua-ji in Deng Hua's hand vanished instantly. The next moment, the weapon was already in Deng ChanYu's hands. She wasn't too fond of this person, just an expendable cannon fodder. She flipped her wrist and used the edge of the spear to hit him aside.
Deng Hua has practiced for a shorter time than she has now, and she has been burning merits, indulging excessively with the phoenix, and receiving personal teachings from sages one-on-one. Deng Hua is far from being a match for her in any rank or level.
Deng Hua stumbled out several dozen steps and was supported by Yang Jiazhi. When he looked again, he found that the fan-tian-hua-ji had returned to his hand.
Feeling shameful and awkward, Jiazi had already embraced Huang Tianhua, and the tears of the middle-aged woman instantly streamed down.
"My poor son, mother has finally found you. No matter how I die, I will never be separated from you again!"
Huang Tianhua is already ten years old this year. He has very little memory before he was three years old, and the Pure Virtue and Moral True Spirit is not saying who his parents are. At this moment, he first felt a daze and then the warm embrace made him feel the long-lost family affection.
The mother and son clutched each other and wept deeply inside the Yuxu Palace.
The essence of the purest and kindest human nature dispersed three-thirds of the dao-yin inside the Yuxu Palace.
Deng Hua was extremely embarrassed.
Jin Za, Mu Za, and these other disciples of the third generation stood up and retreated to a distance, afraid of getting involved in any trouble.
Jiangziyao asked Huang Feitu standing aside in a low voice, "Chuodong Wang, what happened?"
Huang Feitu was definitely not going to rush over and cry in pain like his wife, his weapons and armor were all on the ox, and at this moment, he was dressed in casual clothes. He had a general impression of Jiangziyao, and now he felt that he was an equal to the monk who had taken his son. He was even more disgusted with him.
Fortunately, he still remembered Deng ChanYu's instruction and knew that he had to be patient. So, he lowered his voice and briefly recounted the incident of Huang Tianhua being swept away by a fierce gale when he was three years old.
Although he lowered his voice, all the immortals could hear it clearly.
Some did not believe it, while others were shocked and their faces turned dark.
Jiangziyag had a sense of justice and was also very angry upon hearing about a child as young as three being abducted. However, he truly felt that he had more heart than power to help.
Wen Fu, Pu Xian, and Cihang completely took a bystander's attitude. Occasionally, their eyes would glance at the Qingxu Daozi Jia for a glimpse of how they would resolve the situation later.
"Dear child, Mom wasn't around for all these years. Have you ever been hungry?"
"Mom remembers that when you were little, you liked the pigeon soup from Li's family at the corner of the street. Mom am sorry to you, I shouldn't have left you alone in the yard to play. Mom am so sorry to you!"
"Mom and your dad have another brother. Don't blame mom, okay? Mom has always been thinking of you these years. Dreams of you every night."
While the mother and son were hugging each other and crying bitterly, Yun Xiao arrived.
Yun Xiao's excuse was to visit his elder brother on behalf of the Celestial Master.
The supreme elder spirit showed no emotion. Eight hundred jinyue has not come to visit me this brother, but he remembers today?
Yun Xiao's etiquette was very meticulous, impeccable, and there was nothing to find fault with. He could only accept this visit.
After paying his respects, Yun Xiao stood quietly by the side and didn't say to leave, nor did he communicate with any other immortals. He just stood there watching the show!
Jiazi's emotions were highly excited, speaking incoherently. At first, Huang Tianhua was somewhat embarrassed, suddenly becoming the main character in front of many disciples, and there was a sense of social death. Later, the blood connection overcame everything, and there was no trace of estrangement between the mother and son anymore.
The children in the Primordial Chaos are all matured early. Yan Jiao and Yan Hong, who are 16 and 14 years old respectively, would be considered minors in the later era. Here, they have a lot of calculations in their hearts. Huang Tianhua, at ten years old, is no longer a child.
After calming down and thinking about the cause and effect of the matter, he pretty much understood everything.
At this moment, he asked his mother to go to the side first and bowed to the Qingxu Daozi Jia: "Master, I don't know if what my mother said is true?"
This time, eleven out of the twelve immortals from the Xuanjiao school withdrew, and all eleven cushions were empty. They straightened up and cleared a large space. Even the likes of Wen Shu and Pu Xian ran to Yin Deng's cloud bed. Only Qingxu Daozi Jia sat alone in place.
Huang Feitu clenched his fists, and the anger on his face was something anyone could see, knowing that he was struggling to suppress it.
Qingxu Daozi Jia sat still, his heart murmuring that Deng ChanYu was causing unnecessary trouble. If he could wait a few more years until Huang Feitu encountered difficulties, he could send Huang Tianhua down the mountain to settle this karma. Now the timing was ahead, and the impression was completely different.
Faced with the question from his disciple, he chose to close his eyes and remain silent.
Jiazi got angry.
She held Huang Tianhua behind her, and her frail body seemed to possess infinite strength at that moment. With tears in her eyes, she glared angrily at Qingxu Daozi Jia.
"Is it the Daoist who took my child away in the past?!"
Qingxu Daozi Jia still sat still without uttering a word.
Huang Feitu really couldn't hold it in anymore, taking a few big steps forward, he fiercely scolded Qingxu Daozi Jia: "My wife and I are only ordinary people and don't understand the Daoist's immortal path. But why did the Daoist kidnap my son? Isn't it necessary to give an explanation? Why did my wife and I offend the Daoist? Why did he take away my three-year-old son? The Daoist's action, doesn't he fear that he will be punished by heaven?"
The Huang family has been a generation of military heroes with deep connections to the Shang Dynasty. Now, his sister is still serving as a concubine at King Zhou's court. In this moment of extreme anger, the human destiny also became turbulent.
Tongtian Laojia smiled, "That's it! Keep criticizing him, criticize him as much as possible!"
The three human saints in Huoyun Cave and the Taixu Jade Emperor of Heaven looked towards the Kunlun Mountain direction, wondering how the Supreme Elder Spirit would handle this matter.
The Supreme Elder Spirit remained silent.
Qingxu Daozi Jia, who was a typical "customer-based" person, finally spoke after facing the angry Huang Feitu.
"I wanted to return to Kunlun Mountain, but coincidentally, this child's killing aura shot up into the sky and blocked my cloud path. I also saw that his appearance was extraordinary, with great potential in the future. So I took him back to the mountain, dispelled his killing aura, avoided three calamities, cultivated the way of immortality, and completed the destiny of heaven."
What does this mean? Huang Feitu and his wife were a bit confused by this statement, feeling that something was off, but unable to understand it, they naturally didn't know how to refute it.
If asked what Deng ChanYu is thinking now, she would definitely say, "I have never seen such shameless people."
Qingxu Daozi Jia was sheer nonsense.
