Before Zhuang Yu came in, he sensed the two of them and used the wooden spirit talisman refined by Elder Wu to hide his figure.

Using the magical powers of the wooden talisman and sticking to the wooden bridge, he sneaked to the edge of the square.

Above the square, a magnificent wooden statue stood there quietly.

The statue is as tall as three people, and its appearance is made from the appearance of Zhuang Yu's mother.

Surprisingly, there was a white leaf on the forehead of the statue, and there was a circle of colorful spiritual stream ribbons surrounding the statue.

In front of the statue, there were the senior brother Duanmu and Yu Wufeng.

The two of them looked solemn, covering their left shoulder with their right hand, closing their eyes and lowering their heads to pray for something.

After a moment, the two opened their eyes one after another.

Yu Wufeng looked at the statue in front of him with a complicated expression and said, "Senior Brother Duanmu, do you think, Lord Lingnu, will you agree to hand over the last spiritual leaf to us?"

Senior Brother Duanmu frowned, shook his head, and said, "To be honest, I don't know. Although I brought the token of the old palace master, it is hard to say whether it will succeed. Master has given me many explanations. Back then, they were framed by the entire world of cultivation and ended up like this. If we see us, we may not have a good face!"

As he said that, Senior Brother Duanmu tidied up his clothes, looked straight, and his right hand gently swung, and a golden leaf flew out.

In an instant, the colorful ribbons around the statue fluctuated violently, and countless green leaves appeared out of thin air, slowly condensing into a beautiful face.

At the same time, the phantom spirit pendant in Zhuang Yu's dantian fluctuated violently, and he was about to fly towards the figure on his own.

Zhuang Yu immediately suppressed it.

"My Lord Ling Nu, younger Duanmu Yun, is a disciple of the Lord Shenyun Palace, who holds the token of the old Lord, and comes to visit him!"

Duanmu Cloud's voice was extremely crisp and he used spiritual power to bless him. Zhuang Yu was excited when he heard the sea of ​​consciousness.

While saying that, Duanmuyun bent down deeply and raised the golden leaf high.

The beautiful face condensed by the leaves is expressionless.

The next moment, she blinked her eyes, and the golden leaf instantly broke out from Duanmuyun's palm and flashed onto the forehead of the human face.

In an instant, the white leaves on the human face and forehead swallowed the golden leaves.

A moment later, a sound came out slowly.

"You go, what Shenyun asks for, I can do nothing. Even if I ask you to take away this last spiritual leaf, Kunlun divine tree and ascension platform, there is no possibility of being reawakened!"

Yu Wufeng's face became anxious and he knelt down on his knees.

"Sir Lingnu, please let me know the Internet. Master said that they and the people from Nanlin have found a way to break the deadlock, and the last spiritual leaf is missing!"

The human face was still unmoved and indifferent.

"In order to save you, Zhuang Zu broke the shackles of the Lord God, but you put the cart before the horse and returned to the world of God slaves. It's so sad!"

"You go and pass my previous sentence to the God Cloud. After ten breaths, if you are still here, just treat it as a nourishment for the divine wood and stay here forever!"

Duanmu Yun and Yu Wufeng's faces changed drastically.

In an instant, countless green vines broke out from the ground and instantly blocked the two of them.

The two looked at each other and felt a little at a loss.

Duanmu Yun was about to say something, and a low roar suddenly came from the ground.

The depressed aura that seemed to come from the Nine Netherworld Palace was pouring out wildly.

Duanmu Yun was shocked and swallowed the words to his mouth.

The next moment, he and Yu Wufeng flashed all over his body, and turned into two shocking birds and disappeared from the spot.

After a long time, it was confirmed that Yu Wufeng and the others had left. Zhuang Yu held the phantom puppet that kept buzzing and flashed out.

The green vines immediately made a way out.

In the square, the peerless face condensed by countless green leaves has also disappeared.

Only the wooden statue still stood there quietly.

The moment he heard the other person's voice, Zhuang Yu was sure that she was her mother.

The kind voice he had heard countless times will never be forgotten.

Qingya had already appeared in shape, looked at the statue with a sad expression, knelt on both knees, and gave three big gifts.

Zhuang Yu looked at Qingya's respectful salute and was slightly stunned. He looked up at the white leaves on the statue's forehead, and was lost in his mind.

The next moment, he swung his right hand directly.

The Phantom Spirit Pear finally broke away from Zhuang Yu's control, and whistled happily, and directly penetrated into the statue's eyebrows.

In an instant, countless tiny white light flowed down the statue's body like the nine heavenly Milky Way.

The white light flowed halfway, and it seemed that some spiritual power was out of place and slowly stopped.

Zhuang Yu frowned, his hands suddenly moved, and his whole body was full of white light.

The next moment, several extremely condensed white spiritual power flew out from his eyebrows and penetrated into the statue's eyebrows.

In an instant, the slightly stagnant white light flowed rapidly in the statue's body again.

In an instant, the entire statue's body was covered with white light flows of large and small.

For a moment, the entire square ground began to roll violently.

Countless green trees broke through the ground and instantly grew to the height of several people.

The originally bare square soon became a dense forest.

Looking at it again, the statue had disappeared completely, and only a white leaf was left on the spot.

There are also a few blue spiritual streams flowing in the leaves, which are extremely mysterious.

The Phantom Spirit Pear finally stopped beating and floated quietly next to the white leaves.

Zhuang Yu stretched out his hand and wanted to grab the leaves.

The leaves shuddered and flew backwards and were directly printed on the palace gate.

With a creaking sound, the closed door of the palace slowly opened inward.

"Why!"

A long sigh came.

Qingya immediately bowed and said, "Madam!"

Zhuang Yu was stunned. Before he could ask anything, a dignified and elegant beauty walked out of the palace.

Looking at the fairy in a long blue dress, Zhuang Yu felt a little sad.

"Mom? Is it you?"

The fairy smiled slightly and walked slowly to Zhuang Yu.

In an instant, a trace of sadness flashed deep in her eyes.

Seeing the sadness in the other person's eyes, Zhuang Yu finally confirmed that the other person was his mother.

The next moment, he was like an uninformed child, and tears flowed down.

His mother said nothing, looked sad. She stretched out her hand and hugged Zhuang Yu in her arms, and two lines of tears also flowed down.

Zhuang Yu and his son hugged each other like this, and it took a long time before they slowly separated.

"Yu'er, I'm sorry, I've let you suffer such pain!"

Zhuang Yu shook his head, looked at his mother, and said with joy: "Yu'er is very happy. After so many years, the mother I finally saw is no longer an illusion body in my dream!"

His mother smiled slightly, looked apologetic, moved her left hand and held the Phantom Spirit Pear tightly.

After a while, Zhuang Yu's mother moved her left hand gently, and a very condensed white leaf with a few green spiritual currents slowly flew out from her eyebrows.

With a gentle blow from his mouth, the leaf instantly melted into the Phantom Spirit Pendant.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!