Chapter 443 Extra 8 Luo Yi
My name is Luo Yi, it’s a very simple name.
I don't know how my name came about, but I don't care.
Because in the fairy world, people rarely pay attention to their real names, and most people call them by their divine status.
Ever since I can remember, I have been taken care of by the Tree Goddess and the Dragon God Uncle. Occasionally, Uncle Qin, the busiest man in heaven, would come to see me.
The tree god often sent me to the fairyland to study in the classroom specially provided for the children of fairies and gods.
Uncle Dragon God will teach me some magic and combat techniques when I return home.
My mother-in-law said that the more powerful the immortals are, the harder it is for them to have children, so I only have five friends in the classroom.
But...we seem to be different.
Every day I would watch them, and their father and mother would come to take them back to the temple or the immortal residence.
But it seems that the only one waiting for me is the tree goddess. Occasionally, when she is not available, Uncle Long will put aside his duties and carry me home.
I originally thought that my mother-in-law and Uncle Long were my father and mother, but after they heard it, they looked at each other and smiled.
But as they laughed, they stopped laughing when they saw my ignorant questions.
It just means that I have a father and a mother, but not them.
My friends often ask me, where are my father and mother?
But I don’t know where they went, so I don’t know how to answer this question.
There was even a little fat boy who laughed at me for not having a father or a mother.
I suddenly became very angry and warned him not to say anything more.
But he wouldn't listen, so I stretched out my fist and hit him.
He was no match for me. He fell unconscious with just a slight touch from me.
The power within me seemed strong.
Even the immortal master who was in charge of teaching us seemed unable to stop me and could only stand in front of him and take my punches.
Seeing the immortal master fall to the ground, I knew I was in trouble.
So when Grandma Shu and Uncle Long came to see me, I lowered my head and prepared to be criticized.
But the little fat boy’s father and mother did not speak for him. Instead, they came to apologize to me first.
After I told them what happened, they were so angry that they beat up the fat boy, hoping to get my forgiveness, and also stuffed a lot of things into my hands.
But I have plenty of all of these.
But my mother-in-law asked me to take it, so I took it obediently.
The immortal master didn't seem to dare to blame me. After receiving treatment from the tree lady, he waved his hand and said it was okay.
After listening to my story, Grandma Shu and Uncle Long did not blame me. Instead, they hugged me in their arms with a look of sympathy and comforted me in a gentle voice.
But after I calmed down, my emotions became stable, and the anger and unhappiness in my heart dissipated.
I'm grown up and don't need comfort.
I nodded and forgave the fat boy, but I just hoped that he would not say such words again in the future.
Grandma Tree couldn't help it, her eyes became moist, and she said that I looked like my father sometimes, and sometimes like my mother.
I heard these two unfamiliar titles again.
So after the tree lady took me home, I asked her,
"Mother-in-law, do I also have a father and a mother?"
The tree lady touched my head lovingly and finally stopped hiding it.
"Of course, but your mother was seriously injured while giving birth to you, so your father took her to recuperate."
"When your mother is well again, your father will bring her back to you."
I was confused, “Why didn’t they take me with them?”
The tree goddess explained,
"You were too weak at the time and couldn't withstand the power of space travel, so they left you here."
I finally understood everything, but I was also worried.
"Will my mother be angry with me for getting hurt and never come back?"
Granny Tree felt even more distressed and said to me seriously, "How could that be? Before she left, she specifically told your Uncle Long and me to take good care of you. She loved you very much."
"What about Daddy?" I continued to ask.
Grandma Tree listened to my question and paused, then said,
"Your name was given by your father when your mother was in a coma. Your mother loves you, so he will naturally accept you."
Although the tree lady spoke very tactfully, I could hear the hidden meaning in her words.
Daddy loves Mom, but not me.
Although I felt a little lost, I felt more guilty towards my mother.
It seemed that the tree lady knew that I would be like this, so she kept it from me.
But she didn't want to see me like this, so she said more.
It turned out that my father's power was too strong. He didn't want my mother to keep me, and it would be difficult for me to survive.
But my mother insisted on using her divine power to save my life and maintain my growth, so that I could finally be born safely.
"When your mother first saw you, she said she was very happy. If she were here, she certainly wouldn't want you to feel guilty."
"Your father is blaming himself, not you. He just loves your mother so much that he cares less about others."
"If you are sad about this, your mother will be sad when she knows, and your father will not feel good either."
"So you must grow up healthy and happy, and wait for the day when they come to find you."
As I listened to the tree goddess' story, I knew that my mother loved me very much and my father did not hate me.
So I quickly recovered from my disappointment and finally agreed seriously.
"Yes, I understand, Grandma Tree Goddess."
…
In the days to come, I will study my lessons and magic as usual.
A year later, I was six years old and should have entered more advanced lecture halls and war camps.
But the immortal masters all said that I was too talented and they could no longer teach me anything.
My strength far exceeds that of my peers.
The immortal masters all unanimously suggested that I really worship a supreme god as my teacher, and strive to condense and obtain the godhood as soon as possible.
I nodded and prepared to go home to discuss this matter with my mother-in-law, Uncle Long.
But when I stepped into the main hall, I put down the bag containing my books.
I looked up inadvertently and met a pair of sparkling eyes.
She was a very beautiful woman, staring at me straight from head to toe.
Strangely, I didn't feel disgusted, but rather felt very close to it.
"Who are you?"
Unexpectedly, after hearing what I said, a moved expression appeared on her face. She squatted down excitedly and hugged me, with a hint of tears in her voice.
"Woo woo woo...baby, I'm your mother!"
I never thought that I would wait for my mother to come on the day I turned six.
My mother is not what I imagined, she is even more childish than me.
But her face was exactly as gentle as I imagined.
She kissed and pinched my face excitedly, not hiding her love for me.
"It's all your father's fault. I said I was fine, but he didn't let me come back."
It was at this time that I noticed the tall figure behind my mother.
Daddy is very cold, so cold that he seems not to be a living being of this world.
Only when his gaze fell on his mother did his mood soften a little.
As if he noticed my gaze, he looked at me too, but it was a very normal look.
But it was enough to convince me that what the tree goddess said was right, and that my father did not blame me for hurting my mother.
So on that day, for the first time in my life, I shed tears.
I just hugged my mother tightly and cried uncontrollably.
From now on... I will have a mother and a father.
My mother held me in her arms and kept comforting me, but in the end she couldn't hold back her tears.
It was a warmth I had never felt before. My mother's arms were so comfortable.
When Dad saw Mom half-kneeling, he came over and picked her up, and also held me in his arms.
The cold sense of security and warm love wrap me up.
That day, I truly experienced what it felt like to be home.
After that, I tasted the pastry made by my mother for the first time, which was called cake, and also celebrated my first birthday.
The tree goddess, the dragon god uncle, and the one I have always called Uncle Qin, is actually my uncle.
The most important thing is... Mom and Dad sitting next to me.
I blew out the candles as my mother asked and made a wish.
I just hope that every year from now on, my mom and dad will never leave me again.
…
In the days that followed, I told my mother and father that I wanted to become a disciple.
But my mother seemed a little sad for some reason. She said that I was very sensible and felt very sorry for me.
But I don’t understand why I should say sorry. It was obviously because of me that my mother was hurt.
My mother touched my head silently and said that I was already very good and could take a rest and do some childish things.
If I want to learn, my father can teach me later.
So after saying goodbye to the tree god and Uncle Dragon, my mother and father took me away to see the outside world.
I've been to my mother's former world, experiencing the amusement park, water park, zoo...
My mother said that she had never experienced these things since she was a child, so she wanted to bring me to experience them together.
Dad just stays by our side silently.
In fact, none of these are as exciting as flying freely in the fairyland, diving into the deep sea, and watching rare and exotic animals.
But my mother seemed very happy, with a bright smile on her face, so I inexplicably found these things interesting as well.
My hands were held by my father and mother respectively, and I saw everything in the world.
Maybe this is the happiness mentioned in the book.
I came to the world of immortal cultivation where my father and mother met, and listened to the people and things they encountered.
But the world of immortal cultivation has changed a lot, and the once major sects seem to have also been updated and replaced.
I asked my mother, what about her former relatives and friends? Why didn't she go look for them?
But a trace of nostalgia appeared in my mother's eyes, but she was not sad. Instead, she said to me mysteriously,
"When you grow up, you'll understand."
Dad took us through countless worlds and saw all kinds of scenery.
Finally returned to the divine realm.
That night, I fell asleep in the arms of my mother and father.
After having a good time, I am not opposed to practicing and learning various things.
My mother sighed and said that I inherited this from my father, and it was a good thing I didn’t inherit it from her.
So Daddy became my new teacher.
Daddy seems very powerful and everyone is afraid of him.
The magic arts and swordsmanship he taught me were very complicated and much more difficult than what I learned in the classroom.
But I was very interested, and my mother was watching me. I didn't want to disappoint her, so I studied very hard and seriously.
After it was over, I seemed to have understood it quite well, and Dad looked at me twice more.
My mother wiped the sweat off my face and brought snacks and tea to me and my father.
I really like eating the food made by my mother.
Although it is not as effective as those made from precious ingredients in increasing divine power, it is sweet and makes people feel happy when eating it.
Even when my mother went to Siming Palace, she would leave some for me and my father as a reward after our homework.
Although my father doesn't like to talk to me, he always corrects my mistakes in study very strictly.
But after the training and study, Daddy's expression calmed down and he would take the initiative to take me to pick up Mom.
I was a little afraid of my father, but I couldn't help but hold his hand tightly.
When Dad noticed it, he stopped and looked at me.
I didn’t know if I was a little greedy, so I lowered my head.
But Daddy was silent for a moment, then he pulled me tight and walked forward.
I glanced at my father quietly, and the coldness in him seemed to have dissipated a little, and a feeling of joy rose in my heart.
…
After waiting outside Siming Hall for a while, my mother came out and was very surprised to see us.
After kissing daddy, he didn’t forget to hold me in his arms and kiss me.
I was a little shy, but I still hugged my mother tightly.
The days that followed passed normally and happily.
Under my father's guidance, my growth has exceeded everyone's imagination.
The power of the gods quickly acknowledged me and descended upon me.
The immortals and seniors in the divine realm were shocked and wanted to prepare a priesthood for me.
But when my mother found out, she couldn't help but blink. She told them that I was still young and had rejected them all, and was not in a hurry for me to choose a priesthood.
I also want to be with my mother and father.
Finally, my strength grew a lot, and my mother and father took me to a place.
That was the world they lived in during the time they were away from me.
This is the space Daddy created for Mom to recuperate. Time passes slowly here, and Daddy pours all his strength into it, constantly nourishing Mom's body.
My mother initially disliked the poverty of this place.
Afterwards, this world was constantly improved and filled by my mother, so it was not an empty white space.
Mountains and rivers blend together, all things grow, and all living things survive in it.
I once asked my mother about her relatives and friends in the world of immortal cultivation?
Mother didn't answer at first, but now I know.
It turned out that when their lives were coming to an end, their father and mother brought them back here one by one so that their souls could be preserved.
Of course, if they don’t want to, Dad and Mom will personally send them on their final journey into reincarnation.
I'm very curious, are there still people who don't want to live?
My mother said this is hard to explain because some people cannot accept the constant departure of people around them.
Perhaps living is a pain for them.
But my mother also told me that the meaning of a person’s hard work is to protect the people around him and do his best to keep everything he cherishes.
So I was able to see that those who were once good friends with my mother and father were all alive and well.
It turns out that the forever that Daddy promised Mom was truly forever.
Just like the name my father gave me, although it is simple and casual, it represents uniqueness and eternity.
Mother finally held me in her arms, pulled Dad over and made a solemn promise—
"The world will fall apart, but we will always be together."
(over)
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