The tyrant empress is my wife, I am invincible and have been hiding

When Xun Youzhi saw Xun Zhiwen suddenly appearing, a smile appeared on his old face. He was not too surprised. He had guessed that Xun Zhiwen would come.

His eyes were looking towards the road at the foot of the mountain not far away, where there was a group of people, who were also climbing towards the middle of the mountain. They were Ye Feng and others.

The old ancestor was filled with joy. He was able to obtain Xun Zhiwen's Nine Yin Blood and step into the land of immortals in no time. Ye Feng and others came to the outside of the attic, seeking their own death. As long as the old ancestor killed Ye Feng, it would be equivalent to a conflict with the Song Dynasty, and he could also openly display his ambitions in the future.

"You silly girl, what are you doing here?"

Xun Heng saw Xun Zhiwen not far away. She looked as dirty as a little cat's cheek, and her clothes were covered with black stains. It was obvious that she had sneaked into the back mountain through the secret passage. He felt a little regretful in his heart. He had originally wanted to tell Xun Zhiwen about this secret passage so that he could save Xun Zhiwen's life when he encountered danger in the future, but he didn't expect that it would become a way for Xun Zhiwen to save him.

"Dad, my mom passed away early. For so many years, you have always been the one rushing to protect me." Xun Zhiwen looked at Xun Heng, tears streaming down her face, and said, "Let me protect you this time too!"

creak!

At this moment, in the attic not far away, the tightly closed door creaked and opened with a bang as a breeze blew past.

Xun Youzhi and other members of the Xun family all looked into the attic, shock in their eyes. They couldn't remember how many years it had been since the ancestor appeared.

"The love between father and daughter is admirable!"

An old voice came from the attic, and an old man in a gray robe was seen. His eyes were sunken, his cheekbones were particularly protruding, and his old face was covered with wrinkles. His hair was full of silver hair, which just fell on his shoulders. His beard was also very long, reaching to his chest.

His eyes looked at Xun Heng and Xun Youzhi, then at everyone else, and finally stopped at Xun Zhiwen, with surprise filling the depths of his eyes.

This is the Nine Yin Blood that he has been searching for for almost two hundred years. The descendants of the Xun family are able to awaken the Nine Yin Blood, which is extremely rare.

"As long as you are willing to become my cauldron, I guarantee that no one in the entire Xun family can harm your father. How about it?" Xun Bobo said in a flat tone.

"Let them let my father go first. I want to see my father leave with my own eyes." Xun Zhiwen stabbed the dagger in her hand into her neck, blood oozing out, and threatened Xun Bobo.

Xun Bobo shook his head slightly with an indifferent expression. He knew very well that from the beginning to the end, as long as he took action, Xun Zhiwen would not have any chance to commit suicide.

He just wanted Xun Zhiwen to voluntarily become the cauldron. In that case, his realm and cultivation could be maximized, and the potential contained in the Nine Yin Blood could be fully tapped.

"Let go!"

Xun Bobo looked at Xun Youzhi and others.

"As ordered!"

Xun Youzhi did not hesitate at all. He knew Xun Bobo's character very well. If he dared to say no, he would most likely be the first to die.

The two guards then let go of Xun Heng's arms and stepped aside.

"Dad...you go!"

Xun Zhiwen bit her lip and said to Xun Heng.

Xun Heng's face was filled with smiles. He did not walk down the mountain, but walked towards Xun Zhiwen. He stretched out his hand and gently touched Xun Zhiwen's head. The corners of his mouth raised with pride: "You are such a silly girl. I am your father. How can I watch you destroy yourself?"

"Put down your dagger. With the strength of this old dog of ours, you have no chance of committing suicide in front of him."

As he spoke, Xun Heng gently pulled Xun Zhiwen's hand and slowly put down the arm and dagger she was holding. His voice was calm, composed, gentle and elegant.

"Xun Heng, you are so brave that you dare to insult the ancestor like this. Are you really tired of living?" Xun Youzhi cursed at Xun Heng with an angry face.

However, Xun Bobo's expression remained calm from beginning to end. Just as Xun Heng said, with his level of cultivation, Xun Zhiwen would not have the chance to commit suicide.

Not far away, there were sounds of footsteps, and then the guards, along with Ye Feng and others, came to a place not far from the attic.

"Xun Heng will hand my daughter over to the Lord Zhenguo. I beg you to protect her." As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind whistled up from Xun Heng's body, and his clothes fluttered, making a rustling sound. An invisible aura emanated from one of his hands, and he gently pushed Xun Zhiwen, who flew more than ten feet away and landed right in front of Ye Feng.

"father?"

Xun Zhiwen was shocked and stunned when she saw this scene. She stood there in a daze, staring at the place where she was just now. Xun Heng moved with the wind, and his body was filled with an extremely terrifying aura.

Her eyes widened. From childhood to adulthood, she only knew that her father liked to read, did not like to fight with others, and his cultivation was not strong at all. He only knew a little bit. How could he suddenly become so powerful?

"So strong?"

Madam Xinling and the others felt the aura emanating from Xun Heng and were dumbfounded. They did not expect that the Xun family had such a strong man.

"It's interesting!"

Ye Feng looked at Xun Heng not far away and couldn't help shaking his head. His state of mind was very high. He burned his own realm at the cost of forcibly raising his strength and burning the blood in his body. I'm afraid he wanted to die together with the ancestor of the Xun family, right?

"Zhen Guojun, is he practicing some secret method?"

Lao Xu couldn't help but ask.

"You should understand that in the path of cultivation, there are thousands of ways, but they all lead to the same destination. Some people pursue powerful external forces, some pursue the realm of martial arts, and some pursue immortality. In fact, the ultimate goal is to comprehend the great way and become a land immortal." Ye Feng said slowly.

"Old Duan, do you understand?" Old Xu was a little confused. Yan Nishang was the only one among the others who had shock and surprise in her eyes. Her curiosity about Ye Feng increased a little. What was Ye Feng pursuing? He had no aura of cultivation, but he knew the essence of the Dao.

"I don't understand!"

Duan Peng shook his head blankly. Seeing that Wei Xian and Madam Xinling beside him had the same expression, he felt much more balanced.

Xun Bobo frowned, his eyes filled with disdain, and he said coldly: "I have known for a long time that you have read all the books of saints and wanted to pursue the illusory Tao... It's a pity that you are a little impatient. If you were given another fifty years, perhaps you would really become the number one scholar in the Song Dynasty... and step into the realm of immortals on earth!"

"Hahaha……"

Xun Heng laughed up to the sky, his laughter was hearty and spread throughout the back mountain of the Xun family. As the laughter ended, he said, "So what if you are a land immortal? I never care. I just want my daughter to live freely. So since my daughter was born, I began to change direction and pursue the great way. My purpose is to invite you, an old dog, to ascend to heaven!"