[Quick wear] The male partner always has his own ideas

Ling Xiaozong, the forbidden area behind the mountain.

There is only one secluded courtyard located here.

Ouyang Yuming led Luan Jiang to the front of the small courtyard, stretched out his hand and pushed gently, and heard a rather old creaking sound, and the door opened.

Luan Jiang walked behind Ouyang Yuming, looked around the yard, it was clean and tidy, and extremely simple.

As an ancestor of the clan, living in such a remote and simple place is really unbelievable.

In the depths of the courtyard, there is a stone room.

Ouyang Yuming took a few steps forward and tapped lightly on the huge copper ring, the ring sound was clear and sweet.

Soon, an erratic voice came from the stone room: "Enter."

The voice was erratic, as if it sounded from an extremely distant place, and it seemed to be whispering in the ear.

If it weren't for Ouyang Yuming, Luan Jiang couldn't help but look around, looking for the trace of the ancestor of Ling Xiaozong.

With a thought in his mind, Ouyang Yuming spat out the strength in his hand.

Then there was a rumbling sound, and the originally closed stone door slowly opened.

A faint scent of sandalwood slowly floated out from the stone chamber.

In the dark stone room, there were only an incense burner, a hanging painting that Luan Jiang couldn't see clearly, and an old man sitting cross-legged on a futon with his back to the door.

He looked a little thin, with loose long hair, most of which was gray.

Ouyang Yuming stepped forward anxiously, and then bowed down to his ancestor with his back turned, calling out: "Disciple Ouyang Yuming, I have seen my ancestor!"

"Ok?"

Luan Jiangzhi heard a slight sigh from the old man's mouth, and then he didn't even feel the old man's movements, and the next moment his wrist fell into the old man's hands.

Seeing such a scene, Ouyang Yuming's heart rose in his throat.

He told Qiu Heng earlier that their ancestors valued chance, that's bullshit.

The ancestor was not an easy-going person. When he was insane, he was a living being and couldn't live in front of him. That's all.

Compared with Ouyang Yuming's apprehension, Luan Jiang seemed much more at ease.

After all, he didn't feel the killing intent on this ancestor.

But what made Luan Jiang a little curious was that even if he was as far away as possible from the old man at this time, he couldn't see the old man's face clearly, he could only see a mess of mist swimming around.

Luan Jiang could feel the old man's gaze on his face, it was a gaze that contained subtle and complex emotions.

"you..."

After only saying one word, Guiyi Patriarch sighed softly.

The sigh was long and distant, as if it had passed through the river of time before reaching Luan Jiang's ears.

Patriarch Guiyi let go of his hand, and with a wave of his hand, a futon appeared beside Luan Jiang.

"sit down."

After Luan Jiang sat down cross-legged, Guiyi's old team spoke again: "Go out."

Of course Ouyang Yuming knew that the old ancestor was talking to him, so he withdrew quite neatly.

It's just that he has doubts in his heart, which are piles and piles.

Generally, if you secretly keep a girl's painting, it's mostly because you have a heart of admiration for someone, right?

But he had never heard that the ancestor had a wife and children, that is to say, the ancestor was the one he had a crush on?

Qiu Heng, this little disciple, looks quite similar to the girl in the painting, but looking at the paper, it doesn't look like something that was decades or 100 years old.

So the two will not be siblings, then... mother and daughter? ? ?

Ouyang Yuming was slightly taken aback by his guess.

Although he thought it was impossible, but judging by his ancestor's attitude, tsk tsk, this relationship is a bit lost.

"Have you seen your father?"

Luan Jiang was a little surprised when Patriarch Guiyi asked this question, he shook his head, "I'm an orphan."

Hearing this, Patriarch Gui Yi was stunned for a moment, and then realized, "Old man, I'm thinking about it."

When that man was in the world of cultivating immortals, almost every pretty woman became his confidante.

If Miss Wen hadn't died of dystocia, there was a high probability that she would disappear with that man.

Thinking of those three words, Patriarch Gui Yi felt a throbbing pain in his heart, and the inner demon that was suppressed yesterday faintly showed signs of loosening again.

Seeing the eyebrows and eyes on Luan Jiang's face that were nearly eight-tenths like his sister Wen, Patriarch Gui Yi calmed down his troubled mood just now. He looked at Luan Jiang carefully for a long time, and when Luan Jiang was stared at by him, When it gets a little uncomfortable.

Ancestor Gui Yi waved his hand, and the restriction that originally covered the hanging painting disappeared.

Luan Jiang turned his head to look, his face showed both surprise and astonishment.

The girl in the painting is as cold as snow, but her eyes are full of spring water, so gentle that it can soften half of a person's body.

The eyebrows and eyes of this body are at least [-]% like the woman in the painting.

Too similar eyebrows and eyes can easily make people deduce the relationship between the original body and her.

"You should be only seventeen or eighteen years old. At such a young age, you are also a disciple that Yuan Qing valued. Why do you have injuries that can only be caused by bone erosion nails?" Give birth to a touch of anger.

The similar eyebrows and eyes made the ancestor Guiyi have the idea of ​​loving the house and blacking out Luan Jiang.

What's more, the seventeen or eighteen-year-old child in front of me is very likely to be Wen Mei's only blood left in this world.

Since it's sister Wen's child, he can't be bullied by others.

It wasn't a secret that couldn't be told, Luan Jiang then briefly told Patriarch Gui Yi what happened to the original owner.

After Luan Jiang finished speaking, a coercion close to the Mahayana period enveloped the small courtyard in an instant.

Luan Jiang was not affected.

But Ouyang Yuming, who was waiting outside the stone room, was miserable. He was not cared about by his ancestors at all, so when the pressure of the Mahayana period came down, Ouyang Yuming's legs softened and he thumped , Kneeling outside the stone chamber door.

The old ancestor is... angry? ? ?

Ouyang Yuming knelt on the ground tremblingly, afraid that he would sense the fluctuation of Qiu Heng's natal magic weapon in the next second.

In the stone room, Patriarch Gui Yi slowly put away his pressure. He looked at Luan Jiang, his face under the mist was kind, and asked, "But do you need me to support you, old man?"

Luan Jiang was stunned for a few seconds.

He turned his head to look at the hanging painting, and asked hesitantly, "Is the person in the painting... my mother?"

"You've seen her face, are you still not sure?" Patriarch Gui Yi asked softly.

He looked at Luan Jiang, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt as if he saw Miss Wen when he was seventeen or eighteen.

Therefore, Patriarch Guiyi's attitude became more and more gentle naturally.

"Then do you know who my father is?" To know who my father and mother are is probably Yuan Shen's childhood wish.

"Your father?" Ancestor Gui Yi smiled, his tone suddenly lost its gentleness, "He is not a good guy."

This rating couldn't be lower.

Luan Jiang didn't answer, he just needs to be a quiet listener at this time.

"Hundreds of years ago, the world of cultivating immortals was a time when talents were born in large numbers. At that time, your father seemed to be the only one who was favored by the heavens, fifty percent of the luck in the realm of cultivating immortals, and [-] percent for Chenghua Tianzun, and an old thing who is still alive now. Ten percent, and the remaining ten percent, was swayed by heaven on countless people.

He has his own rules of conduct, if anyone violates him, he will kill everyone.

Make countless enemies and destroy countless enemies. "

When Luan Jiang heard this, he didn't understand.

According to what Guiyi ancestor said, this father of the original body is not a good thing, right?

Sensing that he had doubts, Patriarch Gui Yi said.

"Don't worry, old man, I haven't finished yet.

Your father is strong, has many mentors, many friends, and naturally there are not many confidante.

I'm not envious of the old man, I just don't understand.Since he has sweethearts everywhere in the world of cultivating immortals, why can't he let your mother go?

With her gentle temperament and delicate identity, once she becomes the hostile target of those women, how can she continue to live the peaceful and quiet life she used to? "

[Isn't this the real version of Long Aotian? ? ? ] After complaining, 0748 immediately covered his mouth.

In front of such a powerful cultivator, if it acts carelessly, it will easily lose its life.

However, what Luan Jiang and 0748 didn't expect was that 0748 just couldn't help making complaints about it, but was actually caught by the ancestor Gui Yi.

"The vague voice just now, presumably it was made by your master's natal magic weapon?" Although Patriarch Guiyi was a little puzzled, his tone was somewhat certain.

Luan Jiang was slightly taken aback by his words.

Seeing this, the ancestor Gui Yi smiled and said: "Don't be afraid. I just didn't expect that Yuan Qing would value you so much."

He had talked all the way to this point, what could Luan Jiang do, Qiu Heng could only take the blame.

"Hmm..." He responded in a low voice.

Seeing that he doesn't want to say any more, Patriarch Guiyi didn't intend to ask further questions.

It's inappropriate to tell this child more about what happened a hundred years ago, so the ancestor Gui Yi changed the subject: "How many medicines did Yuan Qing find for you?"

"I don't know." Luan Jiang shook his head, and then continued, "Master and I are from the Lingxiao Sect who came from Moon Valley."

"Is that so..." Patriarch Guiyi thought for a moment, and then there were a few things added to his left hand out of thin air.

A golden silkworm shell that seems to be covered with sunlight, its golden light is even dazzling to the point of dazzling; a stone tablet with mysterious runes and circles painted on it; letter.

"This stele is a magical weapon that I obtained in the ruins of the ancient battlefield. As for how to use it, you can take it to the Acacia Sect to find their ancestors." About these words reminded the ancestor of Guiyi He made a suggestion with emotion, "The old guy's temper is getting weirder and weirder, so you ask your master to see him. After all, he is No. 1 in the world of cultivating immortals today, and it is more than enough to make things difficult for the old guy."

Luan Jiang: So what is the relationship between you and Yuanshen's mother!

"As for this letter..." Patriarch Guiyi sighed, "It's not a precious treasure, but after seeing these letters, there are a few old guys who won't make things difficult for you."