In those years when I was a mortal and a demon

Outside Yunmeng Mountain, a team of more than ten monks was flying leisurely.

The leading monk is a middle-aged man who has the early stage of Dan Formation. The monks behind him are at the Foundation Establishment stage, but almost all of them have a listless look on their faces.

This is not their fault. It has only been a few years since Lu Yuan, the supreme ancestor of the sect, killed the old demon Hehuan. To this day, the remaining power still shocks the Tiannan Immortal Cultivation World. Who dares to come to Yunmeng Mountain to look for trouble?

In addition, this was just a simple and routine inspection mission, so it was no wonder that they couldn't cheer up.

Suddenly, there was a flash of white light on the horizon in the distance, and a point of light appeared there, and then flew towards Yunmeng Mountain.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the white light suddenly enlarged a bit, and there seemed to be something faint in the light.

"Such a fast escape!" A monk cried out. Such an unabashed behavior, no matter how lazy they were, they couldn't fail to notice it.

"The seniors who have reached the Nascent Soul stage should have arrived. But even so, we don't need to be afraid of anything. Let's stop him first!" The middle-aged Danjie monk had a look on his face and ordered calmly.

None of the other foundation-building monks said anything, but all of them became excited. After all, being able to stop a Nascent Soul cultivator was enough to brag to other fellow disciples for quite some time.

Of course, they were not worried at all about the possible consequences of stopping a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Because this is Yunmeng Mountain, where Lu Yuan, the supreme ancestor of the Youmen, is seated!

Even if the visitor is a dragon, he must be coiled up, and if he is a tiger, he must lie down.

However, the middle-aged Danjie monk and others only flew a short distance before stopping to escape the light. Because the visitor didn't seem to be interested in Yunmeng Mountain, the light group had no intention of stopping.

"Let's fight, we can't weaken the reputation of Yunmeng Mountain! I don't believe that someone really dares to act wild under Master Lu's nose!" The middle-aged pill-forming monk gritted his teeth and sacrificed the magic weapon, and the other foundation-building monks Seeing this, they all took out magic weapons.

The people in the light group also noticed the actions of this team of monks. The light suddenly stopped a few feet away, and it turned out to be a strange speeding car-like magic weapon.

Almost at the same time as the light group stopped, six figures flew out from it and divided into two columns and floated in front of the car.

"Mulan people! They are all alchemy monks!" The middle-aged alchemy monk scanned the cultivation levels of the six people and judged the identity of the person from the appearance of their clothes.

But before he could ask a question, a childish question came from the speeding car.

"Mom, why did you stop? Did father send someone to pick us up?"

"Qing'er, you didn't guess right. The people outside are definitely not sent by your father." A gentle woman responded.

"Oh." The child responded with some disappointment.

Just when the middle-aged man was a little confused, the woman's voice sounded again, but this time the words were obviously not addressed to children. Because her tone was extremely cold.

"Who is out there looking for death?"

Immediately, an extremely powerful spiritual pressure burst out from the speeding car. Before it even hit, the middle-aged alchemy cultivator felt like he was about to be crushed.

"Forget it, Master Le. Why bother with these disciples?" An old voice came from the speeding car again.

And another gentle wave appeared, resolving the spiritual pressure that had previously hit everyone.

"Mulan people? Master Le!"

The middle-aged pill-forming monk who escaped the disaster murmured twice, and his expression changed instantly. He hurriedly bowed to the speeding car and said: "This disciple has blind eyes and cannot see Mount Tai. Please come quickly!"

"Hmph!" There was only a cold snort in the speeding car, and surrounded by six pill-forming monks, the white light burst towards Yunmeng Mountain.

"Congratulations..." Seeing this scene, the middle-aged alchemy monk could only hurriedly bow his hands and bow, but he stopped mid-sentence because he didn't know how to address the Saint of Mulan.

"Uncle Liu, how dare he, a Mulan man, come to our Luoyun Sect to be so arrogant?" Seeing Bai Guang go away, the subordinates of the middle-aged Danjie monk asked with lingering fear.

"Other Mulan people would naturally not dare, but this one..."

The middle-aged pill-forming monk first smiled bitterly, and then suddenly asked his subordinates: "Do you still remember the rumor that after the battle at Shengong Mountain a few years ago, Master Lu and the others stayed outside Shengong Mountain for several days before returning?"

The men were stunned for a moment when they were asked, but soon a guy remembered something and slapped his head.

"Could it be that the person in the flying car is the Saint of Mulan?"

"It is rumored that she and Master Lu have been doing that for several days without stopping!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was stunned.

"What? Several days in a row! Is your body suffering from it?"

"What do you know? Master Lu's skills focus on the physical body, how can he be bad in that aspect? Rumor has it that Saint Mulan couldn't stand it anymore, so she retreated in a hurry!"

"It's true. What you said makes me want to switch to physical training!"

"..."

"Du! This is Master Lu's private matter. How dare you make such rash comments? Don't you want to live?" Seeing that everyone was getting more and more outrageous about such gossip, the middle-aged Danjie monk finally couldn't help but angrily yelled.

"Uncle Master, what you said is wrong. Don't you know that a disciple in the sect had talked about this matter before? Because he spoke too powerfully about Master Lu, when Master Lu learned about it later, he sent an order to reward the man with two bottles of Jingjin Mana. The elixir!" The person who spoke first broke the news.

"It turns out that this is happening. It seems that Master Lu is also a man of temperament." The eyes of the middle-aged pill-forming monk lit up.

"Uncle Master, if you don't believe it, you can report my behavior today to the sect. Maybe Master Lu will reward me with some spiritual stones or something after learning about it?"

"If that's the case, I know better than anyone about 'that battle'. Master Lu didn't just fight for a few days..." The middle-aged pill-forming monk glanced at his subordinates and suddenly started talking loudly. .

......

"I have sent someone to notify Junior Brother Lu, please wait a moment." In the Luoyun Sect's main hall, Lu Luo said with a smile to the skinny old man and the woman named Le.

However, the woman named Le was in a bad mood and was a bit indifferent to Lu Luo.

Lu Luo felt very depressed. After all, Mulan and his party didn't even say hello in advance, but suddenly brought a child to recognize his father. It happened that Lu Yuan was also in seclusion at this time, and his brother was the only one here to deal with it alone.

Seeing the cold atmosphere, Lu Luo turned his attention to the boy next to the woman named Le.

The boy was about four or five years old, and he was extremely cute. His eyes were dark, with a hint of agility, and he was looking at the affairs in the hall with curious eyes.

"Master Zhu said just now that this child's name is Lu Qing, right? Hey, it looks like Junior Brother Lu when he was a child." Lu Luo twirled his long beard with his hand while calling the boy's name and talking to the skinny old man every sentence. .

The skinny old man immediately rolled his eyes after hearing this, and the woman named Le, who was unhappy because Lu Yuan didn't show up immediately, even choked and said: "Why, Brother Lu has seen you, Junior Brother Lu?" What did you look like when you were a child?"

"Uh..." Lu Luo's smile faltered and he became embarrassed.

"May I ask fellow Taoist Lu, are Mei Ning and Leng Yue in the sect? Should we come to see Qing'er later?" The woman named Le did not pursue Lu Luo's gaffe too much, but suddenly asked with a change of subject.

"Oh, Junior Sister Mei is currently hitting the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul Stage, and I'm afraid she won't be able to leave the seclusion. Fellow Daoist Leng is currently in Yue Country and won't be able to come back in a short time. However, if you are willing to stay with me for a few more days, I will immediately Send someone to Yue to inform fellow Daoist Leng."

"Hmph!" The woman surnamed Le snorted again when she heard this, and the dissatisfaction on her face became even stronger.

At this moment, there were footsteps outside the door, and Lu Yuan walked in with a strange look on his face.

Just now, Sun Huo hurriedly used the token to force Lu Yuan out of seclusion, and then told Lu Yuan a piece of news that dumbfounded him.

"Master, your son is here!"

When she saw Lu Yuan, the woman surnamed Le, who looked unhappy just now, instantly became extremely charming. He picked up the little Lu Qing next to him and moved forward to meet him with gentle steps.

"Qing'er, call me daddy!"

"Dad!" Little Lu Qing shouted to Lu Yuan obediently, without any feeling of unfamiliarity.

"Is this my son?" Although this was the first time Lu Yuan saw little Lu Qing, he felt an inexplicable intimacy in his mind and immediately no longer doubted it. I'm just a little surprised to suddenly have such a big son.

"Qing'er is already four years old, and you haven't even hugged her once. We recognized each other today, so why don't you plan to hug her?" the woman surnamed Le said coquettishly.

"Hug, of course I have to hug you."

Lu Yuan took little Lu Qing over, and little Lu Qing also put his arms around Lu Yuan's neck very sensibly, resting his little head on Lu Yuan's shoulder, and kept rubbing. This move almost warmed the stable mood of Lu Yuan, a Nascent Soul cultivator.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Didn't you ask before?" The woman surnamed Le's face was full of resentment, as if she didn't recognize anyone even if she put on her pants.

Lu Yuan knew he was in the wrong, so it was hard to say anything.

"Today is a great day for your family to reunite. Why are you bringing up things that are not conducive to harmony?" Peacemaker Lu Luo saw this and hurriedly smoothed things over.

"Reunited as a family." Little Lu Qing, who was in Lu Yuan's arms, also clapped her hands and shouted in response to the milky voice.

"Silly boy, you still have two mothers and three mothers who are not here!" The woman surnamed Le glanced at Lu Yuan and corrected little Lu Qing.

But this seemingly unconcerned move that Lu Yuan already had two Taoist companions made everyone present look at each other. Everyone naturally knows that the second and third mothers mentioned by the woman named Le are Mei Ning and Leng Yue.

Lu Luo couldn't help but secretly wonder, could it be that he was bringing his children to compete for the position of the main wife?