Chapter 138: Yaoji's remnant soul wakes up, finally meeting Yang Jian

"Worthy of being the spiritual root from the opening of heaven and earth, worthy of being the Ginseng Fruit Tree!"

Tang An and the others clearly saw that Yaoji's remnant soul was clearly more condensed.

Since it was useful, then they had to pluck the tree leaves hard.

The Ginseng Fruit Tree was almost choked to death by Tang An; she didn't even act anymore, directly climbing the tree and pulling its leaves.

"It is said that saving one life is better than building a seven-story pagoda, old senior Ginseng Fruit Tree, you should just consider it as doing good and accumulating virtue."

Ginseng Fruit Tree: "Old senior Ginseng Fruit Tree? If I remember correctly, what you called me before was some old bastard?"

Hearing this, Tang An was shocked and almost fell from the tree, "Sigh, that's not important."

"Not important?"

"Not important, not important."

"But I am the spiritual root of the opening of heaven and earth, what is the use of accumulating virtue and doing good?"

"Hmm? This is also not important."

The branches of the Ginseng Fruit Tree trembled slightly; forget it, considering the fine wine, let her toss.

The fifth day of the ten-day period Lingshan required of Yang Jian.

Yang Jian had already channeled five Ginseng Fruit leaves into Yaoji's remnant soul.

The remnant soul that was as thin as transparent before was now faintly visible, about the same as a normal soul.

Although it was still half of the remnant soul and could not be resurrected at present. But her eyes, which had been asleep for who knows how long, opened.

Tang An watched Yaoji open her eyes, shocked and covering her mouth, instantly having a feeling of tears in her eyes.

And the first person Yaoji saw when she opened her eyes was Yang Jian, who was continuously channeling Ginseng Fruit leaves into her body with Dharma power.

It was just that Yang Jian had been closing his eyes and hadn't opened them to see Yaoji wake up.

Heavens, this scene really made people unable to bear it!

Tang An's throat rolled, and she whispered to remind him. "Yang Jian, hurry up and open your eyes and see."

Hearing this, Yang Jian opened his eyes in doubt.

And the moment he looked up, what he saw was Yaoji's soul body floating in front of him. Full of maternal love, her eyes looking at him with mixed feelings and heartache.

Yang Jian looked at the person in front of him, opened his mouth and shouted for a long time, before hoarsely shouting.

"Mother?"

This sound had trembling, expectation, and fear.

Afraid that all this was his hallucination, all fake.

Yaoji couldn't speak, so she could only use her hand to touch Yang Jian's cheek. Her eyes were to the extent that anyone who saw them couldn't help but break their heart and shed tears.

Don't know how many years of separation, her son had grown up.

No longer like the naughty and mischievous one before. But steady, introverted, and grown into a big man.

His personality had deviated so much from his childhood, these years... he must have suffered a lot, right?

"Mother..."

Yang Jian shouted again, a Judicial God who was always mature and steady, couldn't help but lower his head and shed tears.

It could be said to be tears streaming down his face.

No one knew how many years he had been waiting for this day.

No one knew how many times he had dreamed of reuniting with his mother over the years.

Outside, he was the Judicial God, True Lord Erlang. But in front of Yaoji, he was just a mother's son, he was just Yang Jian.

Yaoji hugged Yang Jian, although she couldn't speak, nor could she truly touch Yang Jian.

But as a mother, she knew that at this moment, a hug from a mother could resist all words of comfort.

Tang An watched their mother and son reunite, wiped her tears, and quietly left the main hall.

Leaving this opportunity that had been waited for so long, for the mother and son to finally be able to talk and reunite, for the two of them to silently pour out their hearts.

When Nezha came back, he saw Tang An sitting on the steps alone, pulling tissues one by one, wiping her tears and snot.

"You, cried?"

He didn't know what happened, but it looked like it shouldn't be that someone bullied her.

"Didn't cry, sand got into my eyes."

"Tsk." Nezha took out a lollipop like a magic trick and stuffed it into Tang An's mouth.

His behavior was completely learned from Tang An.

Because when he felt uncomfortable in his heart, Tang An liked to stuff candy directly into him.

"Is Long Princess Yaoji awake?"

Tang An looked at Nezha in surprise, not caring that there were still tears on her face, and pried Nezha's head to look.

"Hiss~ what have you been eating lately? Eating too many Ginseng Fruits, and it also brings IQ growth?"

Nezha blushed slightly and pushed her hand away, "Little master I have always been very smart."

"Yes, yes, yes." Tang An wiped her tears clean, "I'm just sighing, Yang Jian is not easy."

"It's good now, he can finally meet Long Princess Yaoji."

"The Third Holy Mother also took a fetal pearl from the Child-Giving Goddess and is gestating the Yang family bloodline."

"Now, there are more and more people in the Yang family, and the Third Holy Mother will never feel bored again."

"It's just a pity that now is not the right time for the Third Holy Mother to meet her mother, still have to wait a bit."

Nezha looked back, and although he was hiding it in his eyes, he couldn't hide his envy.

Tang An also stuffed a lollipop into Nezha's mouth, "I haven't heard you mention Madam Yin, she..."

"Dead."

"Hmm?"

"The moment my golden body was destroyed and my primordial spirit was almost scattered, it was my mother who used her blood and essence to paint my whole body, and she died of blood exhaustion."

Tang An's mouth twitched, wanting to comfort Nezha, but didn't know where to start.

Nezha continued: "So, when you asked me if I had any regrets that day, I said that sentence, I only regret coming too late that day."

"Sorry." Tang An knew her mouth was fast again, and shouldn't have mentioned it.

"It's okay." Nezha didn't seem sad about his mother, but rather a kind of unspeakable helpless relief.

"Later I found out that my mother was the reincarnation of the Bedside Granny experiencing tribulation."

"When I saw her again, she only bowed to me and respected me as the Great Deity of the Three Altars."

That "Great Deity of the Three Altars" of hers was truly...

"It's okay." Tang An hugged Nezha's shoulder and comforted him carelessly, "In the future, you have a master who loves you, and you won't lack candy."

Nezha felt the touch on his shoulder, and his body stiffened suddenly.

Then he turned to look at Tang An's serious and somewhat smug expression, and hurriedly turned his head away to hide his panic.

"You are giggling? What are you laughing at?"

Nezha didn't turn his face to look at her at all, but just stretched out his hand and pointed randomly at her face.

"There's a snot bubble."

"What?"

Tang An hurriedly went to wipe her face, and only after wiping did she react that there was no snot bubble at all.

"Nezha!"

"You stand there!"

"See how I deal with you today!"

The two of them were simply running wildly throughout Wuzhuang Temple, chasing each other, quite having the posture of "I won't stop until I hit you today".

In the middle of Wuzhuang Temple.

When Sun Wukong came back, he saw Nezha and Tang An running in circles around the Ginseng Fruit Tree, like an eagle catching a chicken.

It was just hard for the Ginseng Fruit Tree, it couldn't move, it really couldn't move, and could only let them toss around it.

"Master, look, look who Old Sun brought you."

Only then did Tang An reluctantly let Nezha go, looked up and used her hand to block her eyes, and looked at the sky.

"Holy shit!"

"Why did you bring it down?!" ===== CHAPTER 139 =====