"This is strange. If that woman is really Feng Xing, why isn't Nalan Mochen around?" Immortal Lord Xuwu pondered and asked, "Did Tianjizi reveal any information?"
"Haha, Senior Brother, it's not like you don't know that unless Tianjizi is willing to tell you, it's useless for anyone to ask. The leader of Tianyang Sect sent people all the way to Tianshan, but he didn't say whether it was true or not in the end."
The old man laughed and shook his head: "However, I think it is better to let nature take its course. When the time comes, maybe the Phoenix Star will appear without us even having to look for it."
The voices of the two people gradually became quieter until they could no longer be heard. Feng Ye, who was practicing sword skills, turned his smart eyes and stopped after he saw that the two people had gone far away.
"Yang Yang Yang Yang, Master has left." Feng Ye spoke in a low voice with a hint of excitement.
Yang Yang stopped and looked at where the two men were standing before looking at Feng Ye. He said, "We still have to practice sword fighting."
Ever since he encountered danger, he knew that he had to practice hard in order to protect the people he wanted to protect, so during the days here, he learned whatever his master taught him and never slacked off.
"But Yangyang, I miss daddy and mommy."
The little fellow's mouth flattened, and his bright eyes suddenly became watery, like a pitiful little puppy: "Daddy and Mommy haven't seen me for so long, they must miss me, and I miss them too, very much."
Yang Yang looked at him, thought for a moment, and said, "Master said that when we grow up a little and are able to protect ourselves, we can go down the mountain."
"Then how old is considered grown up? Do I have to wait until I'm as tall as my brother to be considered grown up?" The little guy stretched out his hands and gestured, with one hand raised high, trying to describe Feng Xiao's height, but he was short, so he could only gesture like that.
“In addition to growing up, you also have to become very powerful. If you can be as powerful as Sister Feng, you can sneak down the mountain without growing up.” Yang Yang said, thinking of the most powerful person in his heart, Feng Jiu.
In his opinion, no one is as good as her.
"Is that the Xiao Jiujiu whom I want to call niece?" Xiao Fengye's attention was diverted at once. He was very curious about this niece whom he could not recognize but was older than him and younger than him. But unfortunately, he didn't know what she looked like.
"Yeah, Sister Feng is very powerful." Yang Yang nodded. When he talked about Feng Jiu, the expression on his face was different, and his twinkling eyes were full of unconcealable admiration and respect.
"Yangyang, tell me about Xiao Jiujiu! I want to know." He pulled Yangyang's sleeve, his soft voice filled with curiosity.
"Practice swordplay first, and then I'll tell you after that." Yang Yang said, and stepped back again to get ready.
Seeing this, Xiao Fengye could only respond and started practicing again with the wooden sword. He secretly made up his mind to practice hard and go down the mountain as soon as possible to find his father and mother.
At the same time, on another mountain peak of the Yunqiong Immortal Sect, Duan Ye, who was in seclusion, walked out of the cave, and a young man in black clothes flashed forward.
"Master, this is the news from over there."