Immortal Father
Chapter 1021 - 1021 355 Oh Father_3

1021: Chapter 355: Oh, Father_3 1021: Chapter 355: Oh, Father_3 It seems these things are also not appropriate to speak out casually.

Li Ping’an thought carefully for a while, until two powerful auras appeared not far behind him.

Jade Pool transmitted a message, reminding him: “Be careful, Daoist Luya and Mo Linyuan have returned together, moving very fast, and no one else is tracking them.”

Li Ping’an closed his eyes and concentrated.

Daoist Luya himself was already considered a Great Power, and Mo Linyuan, that old heavenly slave, had some special abilities, so it wasn’t hard to deceive the likes of the Calamity venerables.

Daoist Luya and Mo Linyuan landed on a branch not far behind him simultaneously.

Daoist Luya appeared stupefied as he stared blankly at the young Daoist standing in front of him, then suddenly pulled off his own mask, revealing a middle-aged face that had experienced the vicissitudes of life.

Mo Linyuan kneeled beside him, daring not to even breathe heavily.

Li Ping’an was not in a rush; he continued to mimic the aura of Emperor Jun, his gaze becoming distant and profound.

“You…”

Daoist Luya exclaimed with a trembling voice:

“You are not…no, it can’t possibly be you…”

Li Ping’an was actually afraid that the next line to suddenly come out would be ‘Please, baby, turn around’, but he was already deep in his role, unmoving and as steady as Mount Tai.

His long hair and headband fluttered gently with the wind.

This atmosphere was somewhat…somewhat ambiguous, what’s going on?

Then Daoist Luya kept muttering to himself: “Indeed, the Heavenly Emperor is inherently the connection point to the Heavenly Dao; if he wanted to emerge from within, he would inevitably have to seize a new Heavenly Emperor…but, but is this…is this true?”

Mo Linyuan looked up at Daoist Luya and whispered: “You, you could just ask in the Golden Crow language to find out!”

Daoist Luya took a deep breath, his body trembling slightly as he inhaled.

He: “Chirp chirp, chirp chirpy chirp!”

“Foolish child,” Li Ping’an slowly turned his head, revealing a profile with a subtle emotion in his eyes, that complex emotion carried a sense of estrangement, “Chirp chirp, chirpy chirp.”

Daoist Luya was struck as if by lightning.

His eyes moistened with tears, he said with a trembling voice: “It really is you!

Truly, you!”

“Alas…”

Li Ping’an slowly turned around, revealing the signature smile of Emperor Jun, along with the gentle gaze that characterized him, slowly reciting:

“To conquer heavens, to stabilize Ziwei, who else shall I rely on as the heavens and earth sing.

“Wish only for my spouse and children by my side, asking neither the Heavenly Dao nor the spirits for more.”

Daoist Luya’s legs trembled lightly.

These were, these were the verses his father recited while embracing his mother when he hatched.

Although the verses were quite bad, but…such was his father’s level…

He knelt down with a thud, calling out from a distance to Li Ping’an:

“Father, father!

Your child has finally seen you!”

A strange emotion welled up in Li Ping’an’s heart.

It was a bit of guilt.

But the moment he thought of Daoist Luya’s deeds, that guilt vanished like smoke.

Now, the only way to dispel all of Daoist Luya’s doubts was to take a daring move once more.

Li Ping’an said warmly, “Chirpy chirp (come here, my child).”

Daoist Luya transformed into a one-foot-long Golden Crow and flew towards Li Ping’an, who opened his arms in a pre-arranged manner, embracing the Golden Crow in his arms.

His Primordial Spirit manifested an explorative strand of Immortal Consciousness around it.

And as expected by Li Ping’an, there was already a small Golden Crow at the chest of his Primordial Spirit’s figure, and the figure was bound by iron chains on each limb, with the ends of the chains seeming to connect to the grey clouds above.

The strand of Immortal Consciousness left hastily after just a glance.

Li Ping’an’s strand of Immortal Consciousness entered into the Golden Crow.

The little Golden Crow trembled a few times, but opened up its body and soul to ‘father’, allowing the father to explore its body.

Li Ping’an:…

Makes sense.

The brains of birds don’t seem to be that large after all.