Chapter 269

Guo Dong said: "I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to take advantage of my reputation to mess around outside. Now it seems that it's really wrong to keep it from you all the time, and let you have such absurd thoughts. Today, I will explain to you clearly that you are my disciple of Shuiyue Temple. You are not a casual cultivator. If any sect wants to snatch you as a disciple in the future, just take it away."

At this time, He Zhan had gradually woken up from the shock. Hearing this was a bit unpleasant, and he thought to himself, what do you mean don't rely on your reputation to mess around? I didn't know that I had a relative, and that relative was a big figure in the practice world. The most important thing is that until now I don't know who your aunt is!

At such a time, of course he wanted to know some things the most, but he was about to ask, but was stopped by Dongdong: "Don't ask me about your parents, because I don't want to think about it, and I don't want to talk about it, at least for now, I will give you to my nephew Lanxi to raise you after you were born, just treat her as your mother."

Master Lanxi is a very well-known senior in Shuiyue Nunnery, but she suddenly disappeared decades ago, so she went to raise a child.

Thinking of the old nun who taught and raised him, He Zhan felt warm in his heart, so he didn't ask any more questions, but became more curious.

My aunt is actually the senior teacher of Master Lanxi, isn't that similar to the status of the master of Shuiyue Temple?

Over the winter, I walked out of the melon shed.

He Zhan quickly followed and asked, "Auntie, what is that piece of yarn you gave me when I was young?"

Guo Dong said, "Huanxi yarn."

He Zhan asked, "Where are the dragon bones from that year? Is it useful to soak in wine?"

Guo Dong said: "An idiot would use it like this."

He Zhan rubbed his nose in embarrassment, and said, "Anyway, there were still a lot of pills at that time, so I didn't think about refining them."

Guo Dong thought about one thing, looked at him and said, "According to the time, you should break through the Yumen Pass this year. Remember to take that three-spirited pill with spirits, it will work best."

He Zhan was even more embarrassed, and said: "I was in a hurry a few years ago, so I sold that box of pills..."

Guo Dong looked at him quietly, and said: "The decent school of the famous family will know the origin of the box of medicine when they see it. You don't know how to sell the small sect. I'm curious who would dare to buy your medicine."

He Zhan hesitated for a while, then said, "A little girl from Xuanling Sect."

Guo Dong thinks about the picture he saw in the Meihui chess game that year, and reminds him: "She is much younger than you."

After saying this, she stepped into the air and quickly disappeared into the morning light.

Looking at the sky dyed red by the morning glow, He Zhan was silent for a long time, then sighed.

"Even if you are not satisfied with my nephew, you are still too indifferent. Don't talk about anything else, can't you make up for that three marrow pill?"

He grew up in a nunnery since he was a child. After the old nun died, he began to live alone. He was not lonely, but he was indeed a bit like duckweed. Today, he suddenly found that he had an extra family member. It turned out that he had a reason for it. The world in front of him has become different, and the blazing sun is so warm. Then he thought about the words of the winter, and felt a little strange. From today on, he is a disciple of Shuiyue Temple? Aren't there all women in Shuiyue Nunnery? And who is the aunt?

Of course, he was sure at this time, just like Tong Yan calculated, Auntie must be a big shot in the practice world.

Thinking of this, he suddenly had a strong impulse.

It's just like how the son of Lu Guogong felt when he knew that his background was the real Jingyang.

Who else?

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Baicheng in late spring and early summer is still not hot.

Compared with the previous years, the snow line has receded hundreds of miles to the north, and there are scattered grasses everywhere in the fields. Wheat and melons and vegetables still cannot grow, and there is no loofah in the food and vegetables sent by Juye City.

Guodong walked to the small temple, did not go in, turned around and sat on the threshold, looking at the wilderness in the north, took out a cucumber from his sleeve and took two bites.

The thick and lacking voice sounded behind her: "So you have been cultivating these young people, do you want them to become me?"

Guo Dong didn't turn around, and said: "Sanctification is a very hard work. You can do it because of your ability, and it has nothing to do with me."

The voice said: "Then who do you like most?"

Guo Dong said: "In a ghost place like Qingshan Sect, the chief disciple actually passed Nanshan so dutifully. It's a little unexpected to me. Luo Huainan's loss of Dao Xin is also a little unexpected to me. Tong Yan's temperament is too cold and lonely, not suitable for being a leader, and Bai Zao, who I was most optimistic about, is a little weak and can't stand the wind and rain. The most regrettable thing is that she has a road hurdle recently, and I'm afraid she won't be able to cross it."

The voice said with emotion: "I don't know what happened, how can I live, the word love is always like this."

Guo Dong was silent for a while, and said: "I have also seen Zhao Layue, and I am quite satisfied, but it is a pity that she went to Shenmo Peak, no matter how difficult it is to get rid of Jingyang's legacy."

The voice said, "Why do you care so much?"

Guo Dong pointed to the depths of the snow field with a cucumber and said: "I wanted to kill the one in the snow country, and traveled around the mainland to persuade various factions. In the end, only one and a half people were willing to help me. You are one, and Mr. Pei is half.

The voice sighed and said: "Young people will become old when they grow old, so how can they still be young?"

Guo Dong said: "It makes sense, but you have to try."

The voice said: "I know your time, but you still seem a little too anxious."

Guo Dong sneered and said: "You should be very clear, everyone is starting to worry."

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The collapsed cliff outside Haizhou City is like a terrible wound on the earth. There are rocks and broken trees everywhere, and it is impossible to stand on.

The picture in the sea is even more terrifying, there are reefs everywhere, the short ones are submerged in white foam, and the tall ones are like sharp swords, facing the sky.

This is true for the sea surface with a radius of more than ten miles, extending directly to the depths of the sea, and connecting with the famous chaotic reef.

These reefs were once high above, and they were part of the hanging mountain surrounded by white clouds.

That night, Xihai Sword God cut off the Yuntai with a single sword, and the Hanging Mountain fell from the sky. If Yimao Zhaibu Qiuxiao and other strong men had not joined forces to attack, it would have caused an extremely strong earthquake, and the people in Haizhou would have suffered heavy casualties.

There is still a lot of blood left between the reef and the garbage, but it is not known whether it is from the practitioner who participated in the battle that night or the seriously injured flying whale.

Patriarch Xuanyin stood on the edge of the cliff, looked at the picture in front of him, subconsciously rubbed his nose, and the tip of his nose became redder.

His eyes followed the chaotic reefs on the sea to the distance, and when he saw the previous chaotic reefs, he suddenly had a guess in his heart. Could it be that there was a hanging mountain by the West Sea many years ago, and it was shot down by Da Neng at that time?

Even if this conjecture is true, since it is something he does not know, it must have happened tens of thousands of years ago.

In today's Chaotian Continent, there are probably only a few sects such as Qingshan Sect and Zhongzhou Sect with records.

He looked at the young man beside him, wanting to ask if he had heard of this incident, but what he saw made him startled.

Yin San stood on the edge of the cliff with his hands behind his back, letting the sea breeze blow his face, his eyes were full of joy and relaxation, as if drinking alcohol.

Patriarch Xuanyin said: "It seems that everything is as you wished."

Yin San smiled and said, "Happiness is what you get."