Misunderstanding of Immortals

"How do you feel?" Fang Yichen took a handkerchief, wiped the water from Ouyang Wei's hair, and looked at him carefully.

Ouyang Wei was listless, "It's just the sequelae of leaving the soul, a little dizzy. It's you, how does the foundation feel, let me see your inner alchemy."

Fang Yichen held out his hand.Ouyang Wei poked around, and felt a cloud of spiritual clouds spinning naturally in Fang Yichen's dantian.

This is just an ordinary monk's alchemy, like a tender seedling, it grows vigorously and makes people envious.As Fang Yichen's cultivation level increases, this inner alchemy will gradually grow stronger.When he becomes a Golden Core cultivator, this inner alchemy will be further solidified, like a little sun.

"That's great." Ouyang Wei smiled, "There are very few monks who have built a foundation before the age of 20 in this world. You are a genius at the same level as Master. Now we can slap the Tang family in the face."

"Don't mention them, okay?" Fang Yichen immediately turned dark.

Ouyang Wei hurriedly said, "I'm sorry."

"No!" Fang Yichen's eyes turned red, and he suddenly grabbed Ouyang Wei's hand, "I was wrong! I am sorry for you!"

Ouyang Wei was taken aback.

Hearing a series of beeps, the picture scroll unfolded, and the Roman numerals displayed 26% at the beginning, and then soared all the way. 27, 28, 29...

Fireworks exploded in Ouyang Wei's mind, and the happiness came so violently that he was at a loss.

Fang Yichen said in a hoarse voice: "Why are you so stupid? If you do something wrong, what should I do? Can I still forgive myself?"

Ouyang Wei didn't know what expression to use, so he hurriedly coaxed: "Aren't I okay? I was inexperienced at the time, and I thought I could control it. Why are you crying?"

Fang Yichen roared: "You don't know anything at all! How can you be so messy?"

Ouyang Wei had no choice but to imitate the most common trick used by girls, looked at Fang Yichen aggrievedly, and said, "How dare you yell at me?"

Fang Yichen: "..."

Ouyang Wei laughed first, and patted him on the shoulder, "I will never dare to mess around in the future. I know that helping others must be done according to one's ability. A big burden."

"You will not be my burden!" Fang Yichen said with a dark face, "You are my senior brother, my brother whose blood is thicker than water!"

Ouyang Wei sighed, put his arms around his neck, pressed his forehead against his forehead, and rubbed his head.The two teenagers, with the same handsome and youthful faces, are intimate but not intimate.

"Since you are a brother, what are you doing out of the blue? If it's because I'm in trouble, won't you just go out of your way to save me?"

"Of course!"

"That's even." Ouyang Wei smiled heartily.

Fang Yichen looked deeply at Ouyang Wei for a moment and calmed down.

Ouyang Wei tossed about for a whole day and two nights, he hadn't built a foundation, and his energy was limited, so he couldn't stand it any longer. While talking with Fang Yichen, he fell asleep unknowingly.

In a daze, Ouyang Wei felt that someone had gone to bed and held him in his arms.The man's embrace was so warm and comfortable, full of a sense of security, like a sea enveloping him, blocking the wind and rain outside for him.He curled up comfortably in this embrace and fell into a deep sleep.

It took some time before Ouyang Wei woke up satisfied.He moved and found himself being hugged behind himself.

So it was not a dream?

Before Ouyang Wei could turn around, the arms around him were already loosened.

"Are you awake?" Ouyang Hong propped up his upper body and looked down at him, "Is it still uncomfortable? You burned for a while in the middle of the night and sweated all over."

Ouyang Wei stared at his handsome face, his cheeks were hot and he felt uncomfortable.

"Dad, did you sleep with me all night?"

"You kicked the quilt with a fever." Ouyang Hong smiled, and stroked his forehead hair, "I'm 16 years old, and I look like a child when I'm sick. Are you hungry? I'll ask the people below to cook a bowl of stew for you Meat noodles?"

Ouyang Wei looked at Ouyang Hong, feeling a little regret suddenly in his heart.

It would be fine if he wasn't his own father.

In two lifetimes, no one had ever loved him so wholeheartedly.Even his first love boyfriend who died young, his relationship with him is more of a teenager's passion.

"What's the matter?" Ouyang Hong saw that his expression was not right, and sat back on the bed, "What else is uncomfortable?"

"No." Ouyang Wei lowered his head in embarrassment, "I've made dad worry about it again, it's really useless."

"Don't talk nonsense." Ouyang Hong gently stroked his fine hair on the sideburns with his fingers, and said, "You have to cheer up and look like a young master. Only in this way can I go to retreat with confidence."

"Oh..." Ouyang Wei scratched his head and stopped suddenly, "Retreat? Dad, what are you talking about?"

Ouyang Hong said calmly: "I have reached the checkpoint in my cultivation, and I plan to retreat and attack the Nascent Soul."

Ouyang Wei is not stupid.Ouyang Hong was only despised by Feng Zhen for being inferior to him in cultivation before, and now he has passed the pass, it must be to fight against Feng Zhen!

"It's too sudden! Dad, are you because of what Feng Zhen said?" Ouyang Wei turned pale in shock, and grabbed Ouyang Hong's sleeve, "Don't be arrogant."

"Wei'er, listen to me." Ouyang Hong pressed his shoulder, "Wei'er, it will take at least a year and a half for me to retreat this time. I have already arranged the affairs in the city. You and Chen'er are serious. Cultivation, if there is anything you don’t understand, just ask your Master Zidan.”

Ouyang Wei said anxiously: "Father, you don't have to take such a risk. I have already reached an agreement with him. I will return the golden core to him..."

"Are you going to make dad sad to death?" Ouyang Hong shouted in a rough voice, and grabbed Ouyang Wei's wrist, "You don't have your own inner alchemy yet, and the golden alchemy was returned to him. How long can you live? You Want father to waste years of hard work? You want to watch your father and your master give away black hair to white-haired people?"

Ouyang Wei burst into tears, "Father, I can practice hard, I can build a foundation!"

Ouyang Hong raised his hand to touch his son's handsome face, and said softly: "I know you are a hardworking and hardworking boy. It's just that in terms of cultivation, apart from hard work and talent, it also depends on personal fate. You If you want to form a pill, at least it will take four or five years. We can't afford to wait. And if Dad can successfully conceive a baby, he can at least delay Feng Zhen for another five years. Dad is trying to buy you time."

Ouyang Wei's nose suddenly turned sore, his eyes were hot, "Father, you really don't have to do this. I..."

I am not your own son.Your own child is already dead...

He was tongue-tied and unable to speak a word.Not only because the power of the original book was blocking it, Ouyang Wei himself couldn't bear to tell the truth, and then watched Ouyang Hong in despair and pain.

The son is all the sustenance of this man.He has enjoyed his love and care for six or seven years, how could he have the heart to hurt him and disappoint him?

At this moment, Ouyang Wei was so sad that he couldn't help but put his arms around Ouyang Hong's waist and burst into tears.

"I don't want you to take risks! I can't afford you! I just want you to be well!"

Ouyang Hong smiled lovingly, and stretched out his hand to embrace his son in his arms. His voice was gentle, but he said extremely decisive words, "Don't worry. If Dad can't stop Feng Zhen, I will take you away together. My son, why don't you?" Can it fall into the hands of that demon bastard?"

Ouyang Wei was shocked all over and was too shocked to speak.

Ouyang Hong hugged his son tightly, and kissed lightly on the corner of his forehead.

"You are my treasure." Ouyang Hong looked at Ouyang Wei in his arms full of nostalgia, and wiped away the tears on his face with his thumb, "Father loves you so much, and is willing to do anything for you."

Ouyang Wei's tears rolled down, and he couldn't tell what it was like in his heart for a moment.

"Okay." Ouyang Hong patted his son's shoulder, "Get up, let's go to morning class with Chen."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left until his tall and straight figure disappeared behind the door, without turning back.