Family cultivation: a psychic mirror at the beginning

"Cicada of Life and Death?"

Baili Moxue, who was grooming her husband, couldn't help but be shocked when she heard Liu Yanshuang's words.

Even Liu Yunyue, who was looking sad, was also attracted by these words, staggering to Liu Yanshuang's side: "Shuang... Shuang'er, is everything you said true? "

"Second uncle, it's all true!"

"So...so good! So good!"

After hearing the news, Liu Yunyue, who had a sad face, smiled for the first time.

"However, this thing is an immortal destiny that defies heaven. Wang Liyuan was able to obtain it because of his deep luck.

Shuang'er didn't know if he could get this thing if he went to Wanlong Mountain.

If you can't get it, I'm afraid..."

Liu Yanshuang hesitated to speak. As she spoke, she looked at Liu Yantian in the coffin.

"No...it's okay, even...even if there is little hope, it's better than no hope."

After hearing her niece's words, Liu Yunyue also knew very well that things that could bring the dead back to life were both hard to find and hard to find.

If you can get it, it will prove that your son’s life should not be cut off!

If you can't get it, then prove that your son is probably destined to be like this, and you can't force it!

"Shuang'er, I'll go with you."

In front of the mourning hall, Baili Moxue took off the filial piety handkerchief on her head and the linen clothes on her body, looking at Liu Yanshuang, revealing her unprecedented determination.

"Sister-in-law, Wanlong Mountain is extremely dangerous. You..."

"It's because of the extreme danger that I want to go with you. How can this be possible if you are allowed to take the risk alone?"

Baili Moxue smiled softly.

"it is good!"

After thinking about it, I realized that my sister-in-law was the seventh princess, so it would be best for her to come forward and plead with the Holy Emperor for permission to enter Wanlong Mountain.

"Aunt Shuang'er, I brought the coffin!"

Outside the mourning hall, Liu Wenxuan hurriedly brought a spiritual weapon, which was an ice coffin, which could effectively store the corpse and prevent it from decaying for ten years.

"Place your Uncle Yan Tian's body in the coffin alive."

Liu Yanshuang gave instructions.

"Ok!"

Hearing his aunt's words, Liu Wenxuan nodded solemnly, put down the coffin on his back, and placed Liu Yantian's body in person.

"wait for me!"

Looking at Liu Yantian lying peacefully in the coffin, Baili Moxue slowly knelt down and gently caressed Liu Yantian's face.

After saying the words 'wait for me', she closed the lid of the coffin herself.

"Going to Wanlong Mountain?"

In the small courtyard, Liu Yunshan learned everything his son said.

"Well! I want to take a look at the situation, and secretly protect Shuang'er and the others."

Liu Yanshui responded calmly.

Losing Brother Yan Tian was a very heavy blow to him.

He no longer dared to let his sisters and the others venture into the depths of Wanlong Mountain without any worries. If they also left him, Liu Yanshui really couldn't imagine how severe the pain would be.

"Okay, be careful on your own road."

Liu Yunshan knew what his son was thinking and just gave a simple instruction.

Yulin County, Wang family.

"How...how could this happen? How could this happen?"

Wang Zhongtian stood there in a daze, his face turned pale when he saw the mangled corpses of his ancestor Wang Qinglin, his nephew Wang Lilong, and many of his own Wang family spiritual roots and immortal cultivators.

His body went limp and he couldn't help but slumped to the ground.

Yesterday, many members of the Wang clan at the foot of Yulin Mountain saw the huge movement in the Wang family's ancestral land and knew that some outside mountain cultivators had forcibly broken into their Wang family's ancestral land.

Everyone doesn't know what the purpose of the foreign immortal cultivator is to enter the Wang family's ancestral land?

But among the many Wang clan members, not many people care about this matter.

After all, in the ancestral land of the Wang family, there is the ancestor Wang Qinglin who is in charge, as well as Wang Lilong and many other family spiritual roots, as well as many casual cultivators under his command.

A mere mountain cultivator who came from outside dared to force his way into the Wang family's ancestral land. He simply didn't know how to live or die.

But the next day, Wang Chongtian took the middle and senior members of his family to climb a mountain and came to his Wang family's ancestral land, preparing to meet his ancestors and inform them of the current development of the family.

Suddenly seeing the tragic scene in front of them, everyone was stunned and completely stunned.

I saw that the ancestral land was a mess of ruins, mud and blood, and broken corpses could be seen everywhere, scattered everywhere.

What's more, everyone saw Wang Lilong who was beheaded, and Wang Qinglin whose body was divided into three parts. They couldn't help but burst into tears with grief, and felt like the sky was falling.

"Ancestor!"

Wang Zhongtian suddenly came back to his senses and stumbled to Wang Qinglin's body. His body trembled when he saw the miserable death of his ancestor.

I don't know if it's because of fear or excessive grief.

The rest of the Wang family members found Wang Lilong's body, and some also found the bodies of other family members.

"Dead...dead! All dead!"

"Yesterday, who on earth invaded my Wang family's ancestral land? Unexpectedly, even the ancestors couldn't resist? Everyone died here?"

Holding the broken corpses one after another, many members of the Wang family roared with grief and anger.

Ignoring the cries and sorrows of the clan brothers below, Wang Zhongtian thought of his son, quickly raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, and staggered towards the secret practice room of Jingxin Lake.

"Don't let anything happen to you, don't let anything happen to you!"

While running towards a secret room in Jingxin Lake, Wang Chongtian kept murmuring.

After a long time, when he arrived at the secret room where his son practiced daily, he saw from a distance the door of the secret room that was forcibly opened by a huge force.

A strong uneasiness suddenly arose in my heart.

When they entered the secret room, they saw long-dried black blood stains everywhere on the stone walls and the ground.

A pale severed hand, lying coldly among the black blood, seemed to be silently crying goodbye to Wang Chongtian.

puff~

Looking at the broken hand, Wang Zhongtian felt sad. He spurted out blood from his mouth and staggered to the corner of the stone wall.

The so-called father and son are connected.

When Wang Chongtian saw the severed hand, how could he not realize that it was his son Wang Liyuan's hand?

"Who did it? Who did it?!"

Staggering, Wang Zhongtian almost crawled to the pale severed hand, hugged it tightly in his arms, and cried bitterly like a lonely and helpless old man.

"Is it here?"

At this moment, Wang Zhongtian was slumped on the ground, slumped on the ground, crying helplessly, holding his son's severed hand.

Master Li Xian and Master Tu Xian both entered the secret room.

Although Wang Zhongtian noticed the arrival of the two immortal masters, he was no longer in the mood to pay attention to them. Only the endless grief surged from his heart like a tide.

"Looks like there's no need to say more!"

Li Qing sighed when he saw Wang Chongtian holding a pale severed hand and crying in grief.

Behind him, several imperial guardsmen rushed in quickly and pinned Wang Zhongtian to the ground.

As for Wang Zhongtian, there was no resistance at all.

Ever since he saw his ancestor, son, and all the immortal cultivators in his ancestral land dead, he had guessed what fate his Wang family would face.

Angry?

Of course there is!

But in this world where the strong are respected, what is the use of the anger of the weak?

The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, this has been the case since ancient times!

The only thing that made him uneasy was that he might not know until his death by whose hands his son died?

"What are you going to do with the rest of the Wang clan?"

"Let everything be handled according to the Holy Spirit's wishes!"

Li Qing sighed.

On this day, the Royal Forest Army entered the scene, and everyone in the Wang family was wiped out!

The news spread and shocked the entire Yue Kingdom.

Especially the other aristocratic families were all shocked after learning the news.

Some people are curious, by whose hands Wang Qinglin and other Wang family cultivators died?

Who is more shocked that he has the ability to destroy all the immortal cultivators of the Wang family?

Some people suspected that the imperial court was responsible, while others suspected that the Wang family had offended a terrifying and powerful figure that caused such a tragedy.

However, there are different opinions, making the death of Wang Qinglin and other Wang family immortal cultivators a mystery.

Even the imperial court is curious about who took action?

However, after the shock and suspicion, what is left is a carnival of jackals.

Members of the Canglan Ye family, Wangyue Lin family, Chuanyin Lu family, and other major families took action one after another, frantically eating away at the resources that the Wang family had accumulated over the years.

Even many casual cultivators in Yue Kingdom came after smelling the smell.

In their eyes, the legacy left by the Wang family is just a piece of fat, a piece of fat enough for everyone to scramble for!