Ye Fan blinked his big eyes and looked at the serious father in front of him. He was obviously a little confused as to why his father would ask him this question properly.
In fact, Ye Dong also asked himself this question back then, but it was not until he was sixteen years old and after his father was taken away that he had the answer.
Save father!
Then, there was Blood Prison, so this question had a new answer, look for senior brother, look for master!
In short, the answer to this question is not fixed, but has constantly changed with Ye Dong's experience. Until now, Ye Dong has asked this question to his son.
Ye Fan lowered his head, seeming to be thinking seriously, while Ye Dong looked at him without any anxiety, patiently waiting for his son's answer. Only he understood why his son was so interested in spiritual practice at a young age.
After finding out the reason for his obsession, he can make a decision whether he should teach him the way of Yuan or not now!
While Ye Fan was thinking, Ye Dong turned around and walked aside in order not to put pressure on him, walked to the place where he often sat when he was a child, sat down again, looked up at the stars in the sky, and was also lost in thought.
Ten years, it has been ten years since I came back, and my life in these ten years has been peaceful and peaceful. All my relatives and friends are by my side. I also have a child. Everything is what I have dreamed of.
However, many times, I will feel like I am suddenly in a dream, an unreal feeling. Although this feeling only passes for a fleeting moment, if it happens more often, it will naturally make me feel a little uncomfortable.
I have told my wife and brothers about this feeling, but no matter who it is, they will laugh and say that I have lived too many bloody days, and now I am suddenly so comfortable. Naturally, I am not used to it. Over time, I will feel better.
OK.
So, is ten years long enough?
Why does this feeling still appear from time to time after ten years?
"Forget it, don't think about it if you can't figure it out. There are countless questions in the world. How many of them can have real answers? At least, I am very satisfied with this kind of life. Then, everything else is not important!"
Ye Dong shook his head, put his thoughts back, and turned to look at his son.
Ye Fan was still thinking, his little brows were tightly knitted together, and looking at Ye Dong, he couldn't help but feel a trace of love and guilt in his heart.
In fact, although Ye Fan is Ye Dong's son, because of Ye Fan's extraordinary talent, he spends most of his time surrounded by a bunch of uncles, uncles, and ancestors. He really spends very little time alone with Ye Dong.
Very few, Ye Dong was helpless about this.
Now, seeing his son thinking in pain, Ye Dong suddenly shook his head and said: "Ye Dong, Ye Dong, what are you doing? He is your biological son. Now your son is confused. As a father, help your son."
Isn’t it natural to solve his confusion and help him? And ask him a question. He is only seven years old, what can he understand? It’s just the Tao of Yuan. Sooner or later, you have to teach it to him anyway. Teach him early, teach him later.
What difference does it make if you teach!”
At this moment, Ye Dong seemed to have figured it out, and waved to Ye Fan: "Fan'er, come here."
Ye Dong walked over, with tears in his eyes, and timidly said: "Dad, I, I didn't think about it!"
This naturally made Ye Dong feel distressed. He hurriedly reached out and wiped away the tears on Ye Fan's face, and said softly: "If you can't think of it, don't think about it. Dad also asked casually. Okay, actually, dad came to see you today.
I want to give you a gift."
"A gift? What gift?"
From birth to now, Ye Fan has received countless gifts, and any one of them is a treasure that can make countless monks fight for their lives, but he has never received a gift from Ye Dong.
"Your understanding of Tao has always been confusing. Today, dad will give you a Tao. As long as you master this Tao, you will be able to understand all the Tao in the world."
"real!"
Ye Fan instantly burst into laughter, his face full of surprise: "Dad, is there such a way?"
Seeing his son's smile, Ye Dong was very happy. He nodded and said: "Dad, when did you lie to you? Moreover, this kind of truth was figured out by me by myself. It was your uncles, ancestors and others."
There is no way to master it.”
"Dad, please teach me what it is that is so powerful!"
"Look carefully, this kind of Tao is called the Tao of Yuan!"
When Ye Dong said this, he didn't notice a trace of pride and ferocity flashing deep in Ye Fan's eyes, and he just used the Yuan Dao Pattern to show off his thoughts.
"This is the pattern of the Dao of Yuan. Now, let me first show you the special features of the Dao of Yuan. Then, I will tell you in detail about my father's understanding and perception of the Dao of Yuan!"
"Okay, okay!"
Ye Fan nodded excitedly and clapped his hands continuously.
More Yuan Dao patterns overflowed from Ye Dong's body and condensed in the sky. Then, following Ye Dong's instructions, these Dao patterns were randomly attached to a stone.
Ye Dong just wanted his son to see Yuan Zhidao's ability to return everything to its origin, so he chose something at random.
"Son, watch carefully!"
"kindness!"
Ye Fan's eyes really widened and he stared at the stone without blinking.
"Return to Yuan!"
Ye Dong spit out two words in his mouth, and suddenly, the countless Dao patterns burst out with a dazzling light, completely wrapping the stone. Then, based on past experience, the stone will gradually return to
The original state.
But what Ye Dong didn't expect was that the stone disappeared directly under the Dao pattern, and where it disappeared, a dark hole suddenly appeared, like a void, the same size as the stone.
, it looks extremely inconsistent with the surrounding environment.
This discovery made Ye Dong's heart beat heavily, and that unreal feeling came to his heart again.
"Dad, the stone is gone. Wow, it's amazing. Is this Guiyuan? Dad, how did you do it? Teach me, teach me." Ye Fan didn't know what happened at all, he was just excited.
yelled from the side.
However, Ye Dong couldn't laugh at all. He calmly stretched out his hand to hold a piece of grass beside him. A line of Yuan Dao patterns surged out and wrapped the grass. Then light flashed, and the piece of grass was like
Like the stone, it disappeared without a trace, leaving only a dark hollow, exactly the same shape as the grass.
Ye Dong looked at all this in a daze, as if he had been petrified, motionless.
Ye Fan couldn't help but stretched out his hand, grabbed Ye Dong's arm, shook it hard and said: "Dad, teach me quickly, why don't you speak? What's wrong, Dad?"
Exhaling a long breath, Ye Dong stood up, with a look of doting on his face, reached out and gently stroked Ye Fan's head and said: "Fan'er, if one day, I really
If I have a son, I will definitely name him Ye Fan!"