Three days passed in the blink of an eye. Fang Jian was sitting in the Dongzhen Hall of Taisu Palace and called the black boy to come over.
"I will be away from Daluo for a while, at least one or two days, at most four or five days. If anyone comes to see me, just reply accordingly." Fang Jian said to Hei Haier.
Upon hearing this, Hei Haier immediately bowed and said, "Yes, Master."
Then Hei Haier left the Dongzhen Palace and closed the door. Watching the golden sun from the Sun Star slowly disappear as the door closed, Fang Jian sat cross-legged on the jade couch and waited quietly.
After an unknown amount of time, a ray of mysterious light suddenly descended from above the Dongzhen Palace. Fang Jian stood up, and the ray of mysterious light immediately shone on him.
This was an irresistible force, but Fang Jian did not feel any discomfort, only felt it was extremely gentle.
As Fang Jian closed his eyes and opened them again, he had left Dongzhen Palace and appeared in a warm and familiar pavilion.
Countless memories came flooding back. The layout of the pavilion before him was exactly the same as the layout of the courtyard and room he had on Earth.
"Jian'er." A soft call came from behind. Fang Jian turned around and saw a Taoist nun with a round face, a clear expression and a slightly arrogant look. She was wearing a Taoist robe and a wooden hairpin on her head. She was simple and beautiful and was standing there, looking at him with a smile on her face.
Fang Jian was wearing a Mirojinque Taoist robe today, not a crown, so when he saw Daozu Taiyuan, Fang Jian knelt down calmly and kowtowed three times to him, "My son greets my mother."
Soon Fang Jian smelled a faint orchid fragrance, and then a pair of delicate hands grabbed his arms, "My son, there's no need to be so polite." Fang Jian was immediately helped up.
After being helped up, Taiyuan Daozu stared at Fang Jian's face with his starry eyes, examining him carefully, and said softly, "After going through so many vicissitudes of life, you and I, mother and son, are finally reunited. I have finally understood your finger-biting thoughts."
Biting one's fingers is also called biting one's fingers, and is also used to describe the love between mother and child.
But Fang Jian found it really hard to imagine what it was like for Dou Mu Yuanjun to bite her fingers as she wished.
"Jian'er, sit down." Taiyuan Daozu pulled Fang Jian to sit on the jade couch next to him, then stretched out his arms to embrace him.
But Fang Jian said stiffly, "The child has already achieved the status of Taiyi Golden Immortal and is the leader of the Four Heavenly Emperors."
Taiyuan Daozu smiled calmly, stroked Fang Jian's cheek and said, "Even if you become a Great Emperor, a Hunyuan Wuji Daluo Jinxian, you are still my son. It is only natural for me to hold my son."
"I object." Fang Jian said in a calm tone.
Daozu Taiyuan used his great power to pull Fang Jian into his arms and hugged him tightly, then said, "Objection is invalid."
Tai Yuan Daozu said, "When you were on Earth, you loved the mashed potato cakes that my mother made. Can I make them for you again?"
"I don't like it now." Fang Jian said angrily.
Daozu Taiyuan paid no attention to Fang Jian's cold and discontented words, but continued, "Then let mother make you strawberry milk tea? You like it too."
"My son is the emperor of heaven now. Whatever he wants to eat or drink, he only needs to issue an imperial decree and heavenly soldiers and generals will escort him from Tianhefang. There is no need for mother to do anything." Fang Jian said.
Daozu Taiyuan said, "How can anything out there taste as good as what my mother makes?"
Fang Jian was speechless. He tried to struggle a few times, but Tai Yuan Daozu's power was too strong and he couldn't resist at all.
"Xiaohong, do me a favor." Fang Jian said, "Don't let her hug me like this. It's too embarrassing."
But the editor did not respond. Fang Jian knew it was pretending to be dead, but there was nothing he could do because the editor had told him not to interfere in the affairs between them mother and son.
As a last resort, Fang Jian could only ask: "If you have hugged me enough..."
"I can't hold her enough." Taiyuan Daozu tightened his arms and continued, "Jian'er, do you know that Jiutian Xuannu is currently in a critical phase of retreat? When Mother redefined the rules, she specifically left three avenues for her to follow so as not to affect her advancement. Of course, the civil and martial avenues of her manifestation of Yuluan are one of them."
Having said that, Tai Yuan Daozu smiled slightly and said, "Otherwise, Yu Luan would have vanished into thin air on the spot, and there would be no such person under the Heavenly Dao anymore."
Hearing this, Fang Jian's heart tightened. After a moment of silence, he said to Tai Yuan Daozu, "Thank you."
"Who to thank?" asked Taiyuan Daozu.
After another long silence, Fang Jian spoke again, "Thank you, mother."
Daozu Taiyuan laughed triumphantly. After an unknown amount of time, he said, "Jian'er, how about I find you a Taoist temple so you can retreat and ascend to the Daluo Jinxian realm?"
Fang Jian heard this and said, "No, there are still many things to do in Heaven. This is not the time to be in seclusion."
"Then finish your work before going into seclusion? Mother has chosen a temple for you in advance, is that okay?" asked Taiyuan Daozu.
Fang Jian refused again, "My child's affairs are my own, and I hope mother won't interfere."
Daozu Taiyuan asked, "Are you worried about people gossiping about you having a Daozu mother?"
"Yes." Fang Jian said bluntly, "But no matter what, from now on, when others talk about me, my becoming the Emperor of Heaven is inseparable from 'Daozu Mother'."
That’s for sure. Everyone only knows that you have a Taoist mother, but they don’t know that you have the Hongmeng Editor.
Then weren't all those opportunities, magical treasures, and supernatural powers you had before given to you by your Dao Ancestor Mother? Perhaps your rapid promotion is also due to your Dao Ancestor Mother?
This kind of gossip was inevitable from the moment mother and son recognized each other. Although Fang Jian did not care on the surface, he still felt a little resistant deep down in his heart.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
