The Xuanmen ancestors were mind-read, and the whole family became addicted to becoming villains

"So your family members don't need the blessings of their ancestors. They have to face their own destiny by adapting to or fighting against them. Future generations are dispensable to them. Their graveyards are passive, and you naturally can't feel it."

Li Jidao frowned, not knowing for a moment whether this rule was good or bad.

Li Jidao said: "Continue to tell us why it was stolen, where it was stolen, and anything else. Tell it all again."

The old way: "..."

He said: "When we enter someone else's house, we will also swear not to reveal other people's secrets."

Li Jidao smiled: "Then you didn't swear not to steal? Come on!"

The old man choked.

His eyes rolled around like a little mouse. After analyzing the pros and cons, he slowly said: "It was not our intention to steal the body. We were acting under orders. When my father was about to transport the body out, he found the remains of your ancestor. A handbook, which recorded the uses of several magic weapons. My father took out these things, but he didn't expect that two traitors would sneak attack and steal the cultivation method, leaving only a dead branch. My father couldn't be surpassed by his disciples, so he practiced with dead branches. Unexpectedly, he went crazy and it was my turn..."

He sighed and saw that the people above him were listening attentively and wanted to continue listening.

Especially that damn girl, who took off her veil and her eyes were wide and wide, as if she was listening to a story in the library. She was so serious that he couldn't even refuse.

He was a little unwilling.

But he was afraid of being tortured, so he continued: "The one they stole was recorded in the handbook as belonging to the fifth ancestor of your family. It was said that the thing was just an accessory, combined with the motherboard, and it was the magic weapon that your fifth ancestor returned home. .”

Li Jidao:?

Accessories, motherboards, artifacts to take home?

Where will the fifth ancestor go back?

Does the fifth ancestor not belong to this world? Sometimes she also feels that her family is weird. Many of their books are not available outside, and the words in them are words she has never heard of.

The weirdest thing is that the historical background of some miscellaneous books is completely different from theirs, and the previous dynasties cannot be included.

Like the dynasties that will appear in the future.

Who are the Fifth Ancestors?

Where is his home? Is he really dead now or has he gone home?

No, the attachment was picked up by me. It was in the hands of Lao Dao and the others before, which means that the Fifth Ancestor cannot return home.

Li Jidao had many questions in his mind, but he did not interrupt Lao Dao.

The old Taoist swallowed and continued: "That dead branch is called a blood velvet flower. After it is filled with blood, it can turn into a blooming velvet flower, which is very beautiful."

"The handbook records that this is not a magical artifact for the Li family's practice, but a magical artifact specially made for the Li family. Your ancestors did not find a way to destroy it, so they could only bring it into the coffin."

Then it was stolen.

Li Jidao thought to himself, I know, someone wants to take the blood of the Li family, who is this person? What special significance does the blood of the Li family have?

"Go on!" Li Jidao urged.

The old way: "..."

Where did it go?

Oh, and one more important question, who stole the body.

The old Taoist said: "I only know that his name is Jia Jidao, and he is the guardian of the Lotus Tower. As for why he stole the body, I don't know. That's what I, Aye, said."

Li Jidao and Song Jie exchanged a look.

Song Jie may not know much about the Lotus Tower, but Li Jidao naturally knew what kind of place it was since he grew up in Chang'an.

It is a pagoda in the south of the city.

It has been in disrepair for a long time, and because it is not well-known, I did not go to sweep the tower and pay homage.

I heard that there are a few empty yards over there, and they will take in some old, weak, sick, and disabled people, but they will charge rent.

In the eyes of Chang'an people, it is just a cheaper foot shop.

Li Jidao has never heard of Jia Jidao. His name is similar to hers. If he is really famous, it is impossible that she has not heard of him.

"Is what you said true? I, why didn't I hear it?"

The old Taoist felt that this little girl was very difficult to take care of.

Mainly, she looks like a young child, but her tone of voice and overall temperament are completely different from those of a little girl.

He said: "I really don't know this, and he was already forty years old at the time. This has already passed... seventy years if not a hundred years. People have died long ago. It's normal that you haven't heard of it."

Later, Lao Dao told him about the whereabouts of the handbook. Because it was not signed, Lao Dao's father was afraid that it would hurt his hands if he kept it in his hands, so he just sold it to someone who collected old books.

The old Taoist said that he had never seen it before, and that he pieced it together from his two senior brothers who told him when they were in trouble, or from his father's oral tradition.

Li Jidao couldn't really tell anything if he asked again.

Li Jidao believed that he would not dare to lie, otherwise the Heavenly Thunder Oath would be very severe.

Although, it is often hit crookedly.

When she couldn't find anything out, she stood up and said, "Don't be afraid. I keep my word and will send you out soon."

She slowly walked towards Lao Dao, her clear and innocent eyes gradually became deep and greedy.

The old Taoist thought to himself that I am an old man: "You little boy, what are you going to do?"

Aren’t the Li family all aboveboard? This kid's eyes are not very clean.

What does she want to do with herself?

Li Jidao knelt down and grabbed Lao Dao's wrist.

The wisp of perception she took back from Mianmian's body was the first to come out, like a thirsty little fish, screaming and beating in the fingers. When it encountered the unclean perception of the old man, it didn't dislike it. It extracted it crazily, deeply afraid of it. If you go slower, you won't be able to eat it.

But in the process of absorbing it, it quickly purified the unclean perception. Then the perception left by her father Li Jidao did not merge with her own. It was like a gentleman doctor. After her perception was purified, it continued He led them around little by little, looking for the flaws in Li Jidao's body to make up for.

This process sounds very slow, but in fact it is very fast and can be completed in two breaths.

After that, Li Jidao felt that he still had something to say, so he looked at the old Taoist with disgust and said, "I don't know whether I should blame you for practicing well or not cultivating well."

She wanted to absorb more, but it was all paid for with human life, so she couldn't be greedy for more.

Although the time was short, the veteran could feel that his energy and energy were drained out all of a sudden.

He raised his hand and touched his cheek. The originally smooth feeling was now extremely rough. He knew what happened even without looking in the mirror.

"You, you, how can you talk? It doesn't count..." The old Taoist spoke and found that he couldn't even get angry.

He really hates it, why is this little girl from the Li family so bad and evil? She doesn't suck people's blood, she sucks people's cultivation.

He has been practicing for sixty years.

She said she wouldn't kill him.

Li Jidao's eyes were innocent: "I didn't kill you either."

"Song Jie, send him out."

It's not that he didn't kill, but at such an old age and without cultivation, he might not survive for an hour if he went out, so he might as well just kill him.

Children cannot believe what they say and are fooled.

The old man rolled his eyes angrily and fainted.