"Did you forget to bring the money again?" Hearing the sound of the key opening, Qin's father turned around and saw his wife being carried in by a bald monk. He was about to ask, but he was facing the monk's young face.

"Bang", the pot fell to the ground, and the water inside instantly spilled all over the ground, but he didn't care. He shivered and watched the monk carefully place his wife on the sofa, then turned around and closed the door.

"Dad, it's me, I'm back." The monk touched his bald head and said to the stunned and disbelief Lao Qin.

Although it is always precious to lose and gain, most people can't accept that a son who has clearly died and who has watched his cremated appear again in front of him.

After carefully identifying the appearance and looking at the tattoo on his wrist, the old Qin and his wife could only believe that the one standing in front of them was their own child.

"Son, you don't know how much mom misses you." Qin's mother, who had been patient from outside, could no longer hold back. She hugged Yuanxing and burst into tears. In fact, even if the other party was fake, they probably didn't care at this time.

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After a long time, the family recovered from their excitement.

"So, are you pretending to die? But we have obviously brought you..." After all, the head of the family, Qin's father was the first to stabilize his mind and express his doubts.

"It's not that I'm faked to death, I'm rescued by... well, I'm rescued. Some unscientific things are involved in this." Yuan Xing said tactfully. Jin Chan warned not to tell her origin clearly, so she would say it differently.

Qin's father looked at his son again before saying, "There is no price for them to save you?"

"Yes, in fact, I have had the Buddha's fate for a long time, and now I have officially become a monk. The Dharma name is Jingxing." Yuanxing nodded.

Qin's mother kept holding his hand. When she heard these words, she quickly spoke softly: "It doesn't matter, as long as you know you are still alive." Her eyes looked at her son, but she had not changed for a moment, and she was not willing to even blink, for fear that her son would be gone again when she closed her eyes.

It is always a happy thing to reunite a family. After looking at the time, Professor Qin, who used to never get involved in housework, actually stepped in to buy groceries.

Only Qin's mother was left, and she kept asking about his experiences over the years, and told him some changes in the family, but she never mentioned the bitterness and pain of her husband and wife in the past five years of her own loss...

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Because of the sensitive topic of resurrection from the dead, Qin's father and mother knew that they could not be circulated. They didn't even tell their relatives who had been closest to them. They just asked for a long vacation from their unit and stayed at home with Yuanxing.

Yuanxing stayed for nearly ten days and was not idle during this period. Instead, he used his home computer to read all the posts and news about the Magic City on the Internet, and even begged Qin's father to contact some official friends and get a lot of information.

Although the gains are limited, the fate has basically concluded that the goal is in the Demon City.

He is too lazy to play the show first now and plans to come to the door directly. The other party successfully packages himself with a master. He can't refuse others to compete, right?

Even if it is wrong, it doesn't matter. He still has a suspicious list in his hand, and at worst he can search for it one by one.

The reason why Yuanxing has such confidence now is because he went home. I don’t know what he thought, but his parents still kept his ID card.

You can't take the high-speed train with this ID card, but you can take some transportation that is not strictly investigated, and even some hotels and hotels without a police system can check in. Compared to before, this is already extremely convenient.

He also had all his savings during his lifetime, so there was no need to worry about travel expenses. Even if he went to challenge someone one by one, six, oh, now there were only five months left, which was already abundant. If everything went well, he could go home and spend the task and spend it with his parents for a while.

At this time, Qin's father and mother had already been freed from the pain of losing their own life. Although Yuan Xing also explained his situation to them in a vague way, he learned that it would be difficult to meet again in the future except for the past few months this year, but as long as his son is still alive in some part of the world, it is the greatest comfort for them.

When they learned that he was leaving, although they were extremely reluctant to leave, they knew that he could not help but said nothing. On the quiet night, the two of them sent Yuanxing out of the community.

"Be careful when you are outside. Take this money, just call back if you spend it." After Yiyi bid farewell, Qin's father handed over several dozen money.

Yuanxing smiled, as if his family was giving living expenses when he was a student, so he naturally answered: "Thank you, dad."

Finally he was about to leave, and he stopped his legs when he stepped out, and suddenly turned around and said, "My mom and dad, I'm sorry for you."

"It's nothing. No matter what you do, as long as you are safe, your mother and I will be content." Qin's father hugged Qin's mother and waved his hands sharply: "Don't say anything else. Don't you say you'll come back after finishing your work? Then go and go early and go back early. We'll wait for you at home."

Yuan Xing stared at his parents deeply, and then laughed again after a long time. He didn't say anything, but stepped forward, and his body instantly appeared a hundred meters away. He erected eleven chess to his surprised parents, turned around and took a step, and the person disappeared.

After standing straight for a long time, Qin's father gently patted Qin's sobbing mother's shoulder: "Let's go back, we must all be fine... okay..."

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Yuanxing did not go to the bus station as planned, but instead used Shenzutong to come to the mountains and forests outside the island city.

Maybe because of the conversation just now, or maybe because he met his parents again and gained understanding, he felt that the mental troubles that had been entangled with him for many years had dissipated a little, and he needed to find a quiet place to think about it carefully.

He walked quickly, without distinguishing the direction, but by his feelings, he reached a high mountain top. At this time, the dawn had already begun to appear in the sky, behind him was a quiet rock forest, and in front of him was a sea with rays of light.

But he was not moved by the ultimate beauty, but sat cross-legged and calmed down. The pictures flashed through his mind, and he realized it.

After a while, Yuan Xing opened his eyes and saw a passage of text appearing in front of him.

Name: Yuanxing

Strength: mortal level seven

Buddhism: Understand the mind and understand the spirit.

Buddhism was like this. He clasped his chest and smiled and said, "Good! It turns out to be empty." Then he stroked his hands and recited: "The eternal sky is like a wind and moon. You cannot be blinded by the eternal sky; you cannot be clear about the eternal sky."

He shook his head in an extremely pretentious manner, and felt that he was still not satisfied. A flash of inspiration in his mind. He was busy pursuing his internal strength. Sure enough, the previous stagnation had disappeared. After a Zhoutian, the level of boy's skills changed from great success to perfection.

His strength also broke through to the eighth level, but Yuanxing did not get up, but continued to use his skills. He made several gestures in front of his body, and a sound of slashing beans sounded in more than a dozen acupoints on his body.

The text on the column of Strength changes again and becomes the ninth level, which is also the highest level of the mortal realm, and is also called half-step innate in the martial arts world.

Yuan shouted, feeling that he was still not writing something, so he slowly closed his eyes.

At this time, every pore of his body was stretched, and he naturally felt the vitality of heaven and earth. A feeling of pleasure that could cleanse the soul was integrated into every blood vessel and every nerve. Perhaps the spirituality of nature could only flash when humans had some understanding of life, and it also allowed him to truly benefit.

A faint yellow light gradually oozed out all over his body, slowly spreading his body bit by bit, and disappeared in an instant.
Chapter completed!