Food becoming a god system

With a flash in front of his eyes, Ling Weiwei couldn't help closing his eyes, and when he opened them again, the surrounding scene had changed drastically.

"This... where is this?" The surrounding flowers and plants are completely different from the small mountain village just now, and there is still a perceptible aura here. Although it cannot be compared with Xiaotaoyuan, it is much stronger than other places.

"Xiaoyuetian. Let's go, I'll take you to see grandpa." Ning Yu led the way.

"Grandpa?" Ling Weiwei blinked.

"It's your grandfather." Ning Yu snorted angrily.

Only then did Ling Weiwei realize, "Are you really my cousin?" He almost thought it was his uncle, and he was about to have a heart attack.

He didn't realize it just now, he had never seen his own mother, although he still vaguely remembered the appearance of his stepmother, but it was only a few years ago, and the stepmother didn't have a natal family, otherwise, it would be the situation where Ling's father brought a child. Ken married the eldest girl to him.

This is the first time Ling Weiwei has come into contact with relatives from the matrilineal side, so he is a little curious.

Coming out of the formation, the two gradually walked up the path, Ling Weiwei took a deep breath, the air here is really good, and the flowers and trees on both sides are also very novel.

After walking for more than ten minutes, they came to a village-like place.To say it is a village is only in terms of the proficiency of the buildings. The whole village can be said to be antique and full of charm.

Ning Yu took Ling Weiwei all the way to the innermost courtyard, and when they reached the door, two boys in very special clothes saw them.

"Senior Brother Ninth, you are back. This is..."

"My little cousin." Ning Yu smiled at the two little juniors, "Where's my grandpa?"

"The master is inside, we will report right away."

Two little boys ran in and came back after a while. "Senior brother Ninth, the ancestor let you in."

"Okay." Ning Yu took the lead, and Ling Weiwei quickly followed.

In such a short time, many people came and went on the road, all looking at the two of them.

"Who is that?"

"Follow Brother Nine, isn't it?"

"I heard that brother Jiu came out of Xiaoyuetian a few days ago to find the body of my little aunt and her children."

"Could it be that it is?"

"Hey, don't say it, it's really not sure. Do you think he looks a bit like Aunt Yun?"

"I think it's a bit like it too, maybe it's true."

"Little uncle has been in Xiaoyuetian for so many years, and it looks pitiful, but we can't get out, and we can't find anyone. Now that we can find him, my little uncle feels at ease."

"Oh, it's a pity that my uncle's body..."

"Oh, don't say it, don't say it."

Although the voices of these people were not loud, Ling Weiwei was also a successful monk with amazing hearing, so he never missed what these people said.

On the one hand, he finally feels more solid about the fact that his biological father is here, on the other hand, he is also uneasy because of his father's health.

Stepping into the hall in a blink of an eye, there was already an old man in the middle, who looked only about fifty.

"Grandfather." Ning Yu bowed to the old man, stepped aside, and there were several men standing beside him, who were similar in age to Ning Yu.

Seeing Ning Yu standing aside, Ling Weiwei felt a little at a loss.

"What's your name?"

"I, my name is Ling Weiwei." Ling Weiwei looked at the old man.

With a smile on his face, the old man looked very kind, but his aura was astonishing. Looking straight at Ling Weiwei, he actually had the urge to retreat.

Although Ning Yu is also very imposing, he is incomparable to the old man. Ling Weiwei uses his spiritual energy to barely stand firm, so as not to back off, which seems too rude.

Ling Weiwei remained calm, causing the young people beside him to gasp.

"Why does he look like nothing happened?"

"Yeah, just now my grandfather's aura was exposed, and the people beside me could hardly stand upright. How can he be fine as a young man?"

"Counting it all together, this kid is only 24 or [-], so is there any adventure?"

"You mean, he is also a monk?"

"He must be a monk, otherwise, how could he withstand the pressure of his grandfather. However, the outside world's spiritual energy is exhausted, how did he cultivate?"

"That's right, let's just watch."

"Ling Weiwei?" The old man pondered for a moment, "Isn't it your father's surname?"

"It's a long story. More than 20 years ago, I was rescued and brought up by my adoptive father. It was only two years ago that I found my grandfather. The name has not been changed."

"I see." The old man nodded.In fact, he also knew the reason for this. Ning Yu had been out for the past few months mainly to inquire about this matter, and the news had already been sent back.

When the old man asked this question, he just wanted to see Ling Weiwei's character and conversation, but the first coercion was blocked by this kid, which made him very curious.

Ling Weiwei has aura on him, and he is a monk. The old man can tell this as soon as he enters the door, but it is not obvious what his cultivation level is. This is the system's protection measure for Ling Weiwei.

The old man asked a few questions, and Ling Weiwei also answered them one by one.

The old man nodded with satisfaction. "I am your grandfather, and your biological mother is my youngest daughter. She went out many years ago and unexpectedly... oh, forget it. Xiaoyu, you should take him to see his father first."

"Yes." Ning Yu came out, bowed to the old man, and walked out to make Ling Weiwei look good.

Ling Weiwei naturally followed.But it was a little strange that the above was actually his grandfather.

This grandfather felt completely different from when his grandfather found him back then.His grandfather was crying so much at the time, it was a bit strange to see his grandfather like this, but he didn't seem to have much feeling.

After walking a long distance, Ning Yu slowed down, "Do you think it's strange that his attitude towards you is lukewarm?"

Ling Weiwei hesitated for a moment, but still nodded.

Ning Yu is the person he is most familiar with and trusts the most here, so he can only talk to Ning Yu if he has anything to say.

"It seems that you don't like my appearance very much."

"No, it's very good for you, after all, you are the child of my little aunt."

"The little aunt you mentioned is my mother, right?"

"Yes, little aunt is grandpa's youngest daughter, and she is the most favored. Besides, little aunt was born without spiritual roots, so she can't cultivate at all, so she only has a lifespan of a few decades, so she is naturally favored." Ning Yu asked Ling Weiwei to explain. Confused, "You are the heir left by my little aunt, which is considered good. Only those of us who are successful in cultivation can be favored by grandpa, otherwise he may not be able to remember who is who."

"I see. Are all the people here monks?"

"Yeah, no matter what your cultivation level is, you have to cultivate the truth. The years in Xiaoyuetian are long, and they are no more colorful than the colorful world outside. There is only cultivation here." Ning Yu was a little lonely, and returned to Xiaoyuetian. His words It seems to be a little more, but it is also a lot heavier. "Okay, here we are, I'll go in first."

"Okay." Ling Weiwei wasn't mentally prepared either, it would be best if Ning Yu went in to buffer him.

When Ning Yu went in, Ling Weiwei wandered around outside the courtyard.He has never been here before, but the surrounding scenery is very familiar, as if he has been here before.

Suddenly, Ling Weiwei patted his forehead, this, isn't this the small courtyard on the ice that Ning Yu carved yesterday?

Ling Weiwei breathed up and down, raised his head, and saw Ning Yu coming out of the room.

"Come here. Your father is waiting for you inside." Ning Yu watched Ling Weiwei go in, but she didn't move. She turned and went to the next hut to pack up.

Ling Weiwei walked in a few steps, and when he reached the outside of the house, he stopped again, unable to take any further steps.

"Is it Wei Wei?" Someone inside suddenly spoke, with a warm and soft voice.

"Yes." Ling Weiwei pushed the door lightly and walked in. At a glance, he saw a man sitting half-sitting on the bamboo bed opposite him. He was thin and elegant, with an indescribable charm on his body.

"I'm your father, Wei Jindong." Hearing Wei Jindong's voice, Ling Weiwei's eyes turned red, and tears fell from his nose.

"Father." Ling Weiwei knelt down in front of Wei Jindong, "Father, I came late and made you suffer for so many years."

"Get up, get up." Wei Jindong quickly stretched out his hand to get Ling Weiwei up, took Ling Weiwei's hand, and shook his head with a smile, "What's so hard about it, the mountains and rivers here are beautiful, and these years have been very good, Xiaoyu will take care of him I am meticulous. I just miss you and your grandfather in my heart, and I don’t know if you have been doing well these years.”

"I only met my grandfather a few years ago. My father... um, is my adoptive father. I don't know the identity and name of my grandfather, and I have nowhere to look for it. Later, when I arrived in the capital, I met my grandfather by mistake."

"You, is your adoptive father treating you well?"

"Okay, very good. His tendons in both hands were picked off back then, and these years have been very hard, but he still raised us up."

"Broken tendon?" Wei Jindong's face suddenly changed, "Who is it? Is it that kid Dong Jianguo?"

"So that bastard is called Dong Jianguo?" Ling Weiwei couldn't help but sneer, "In the ends of the world, he must be found and killed!"

"I just heard from Xiaoyu that you have cultivated too?" Wei Jindong looked at Ling Weiwei lovingly, as if he wanted to remember what he saw in his eyes. "Your mother and I are both people without spiritual roots. I never thought you could practice cultivation."

"Father, I heard Ning Yu say that your legs..." Ling Weiwei looked at Wei Jindong uneasily.

"That year when I jumped down from the mountain, I was wounded. I floated along the water below the mountain, and then I happened to meet the guards outside Xiaoyuetian, and I revealed my identity when I heard your mother's name. I sent it in."

"Then for so many years, why have you not contacted the outside world for so many years?" Ling Weiwei choked up, "Grandpa has been thinking about you for so many years. Before he met me, he was frowning almost every day, and he didn't show any smile."

"It's not that I don't want to contact you. This Xiaoyuetian opens once every 25 years, and monks can only go out. Your mother can't cultivate, so she can go in and out freely, but your uncles and cousins ​​are restricted by this and can't go out at all. And I ..." Wei Jindong thumped his unconscious legs, laughed at himself wryly, "I am a half-disabled person, and there is no way to leave alone. In the blink of an eye, it will be another 25 years, and Xiaoyuetian's restrictions will be lifted, and Xiaoyu will finally be able to get out of here. Run out and get you back."