The Prodigal Son of the Mystical Sect

The middle-aged man said this unclearly, but Liao Kong knew what it meant. He clasped his hands together and said, "So... but you're asking for a fortune?"

"...Haha, we are still close friends with old friends. Not bad." The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Although I don't know where that rebellious woman got the face to ask her old friends to sign the autograph for her, but the secret is in front of her, and it is indeed impossible." It should be let go.”

Liu Kong was silent for a moment, and then told the middle-aged man what he said to Shui Menghan last night. He listened without any emotion on his face the whole time, but at the end, he smiled and said: "Ziqian... Learn to be smart.”

This smile was light and gentle. Only "friends" like Kong Kong who knew this person well could faintly detect the deeply hidden murderous intention...

Ziqian is the name of the junior uncle of Xuanmen.

Not to mention that few people in the world already know about it, even those with a high enough level will basically give him an honorific title.

For example, last night, Li Kong called him 'Uncle Xuanmen' instead of calling him by his first name.

But the middle-aged man in front of him has qualifications and status. He calls him by his first name and no one says anything.

However... Coupled with his hidden murderous intent, the meaning behind such a call is worthy of scrutiny...

Liao Kong thought of a certain possibility, and there was a faint look of worry in his eyes. As if he could see through his mind, the middle-aged man shook his head slowly and smiled again, as if to explain: "Under the sky, I don't know how many people are suspicious of this person." He is still alive and wants to find him and kill him... This man has enemies all over the world, and he was an enemy all over the world... So, old friend, why should you worry? "

The words were still unclear and even somewhat illogical, but Liao Kong understood them immediately. He sighed slowly: "I haven't seen you for many years... I'm still the man behind the scenes."

When the middle-aged man heard this, his eyes narrowed, but he smiled lightly: "The time has not come yet, so you have to look more and think more, otherwise, what's the use of staying for a long time?"

"Amitabha..." Liao Kong shouted the name of the Buddha without directly responding to this sentence. Then, he walked to the stone statue of the emperor and was silent for a moment before saying, "Since the time is not yet ripe, perhaps, for the sake of our old friend Ning Dan, Don't drag that poor child into this situation..."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man had a complicated expression on his face, as if he was lost in reminiscence... After pondering for a moment, he finally said: "Okay."

One word dropped is as valuable as a thousand pieces of gold.

Hearing the sound, he emptied his hands and clasped his hands together: "That's good, that's good."

The middle-aged man looked at him and said: "The time has not come yet, so naturally I just watch and don't do anything, but old friend... why do you need to ask that question."

There was silence.

The middle-aged man turned around and walked around, sighing: "You are like this, Ning Dan is like this too... That's all, everyone has thought wrong, so why bother with you..."

Liao Kong looked at his back, and for some reason, he felt a hint of loneliness...

This is probably because it’s so cold at high places...

While I was sighing in my heart, a shout suddenly came from the distance.

"Master? Master, are you there?"

It was Chu Tianxiao who got up early in the morning, full of doubts, and was looking for Kong Kong for answers.

When the shout came, Liao Kong's expression remained unchanged, but the middle-aged man's expression gradually became a little playful...

"Oh, his cultivation foundation is not bad... he can at least ascend to Lingyue, but whether he can take that step depends on his own destiny..."

He just listened to Chu Tianxiao's voice and could directly come to this conclusion without even doing any investigation... This seemed a bit unbelievable. However, Liao Kong was not surprised at all, and did not want to get entangled here, so he bowed directly to the middle-aged man and said: "In this land of mountains and wilds, we don't dare to have guests... Please remember the five-year agreement."

"……nature."

After saying these words, the middle-aged man took one last look at the stone statue, with a trace of nostalgia in his eyes. But in an instant, he shook his head slightly, flicked his white sleeves, and when he looked again, it had disappeared without a trace.

"Amitabha..." Liao Kong turned around and walked out of here...

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Liao Kong's steps were a little staggering and he couldn't walk fast, but out of his familiarity with the place, he quickly found Chu Tianxiao.

He saw an anxious and doubtful look on his face. As soon as he saw Kong, he hurriedly came over, clasped his hands and said, "Master Liao Kong, please help this junior clear up my doubts. What happened last night..."

"Amitabha... little donor, do you remember what happened last night?" Kong asked the question without answering. After hearing this, Chu Tianxiao couldn't help but touch the back of his head, his eyes wandered slightly, and he hesitated for a long time before saying: "I... I just Remember last night... there seemed to be a girl who... uh, got into my bed in the middle of the night? And then... I, uh..."

Chu Tianxiao told the story intermittently, then took out a sachet and said: "Junior thought it was just a dream... But when I woke up this morning, I saw this thing, and it seemed that it was still echoing in my ears. In a word..."

"Amitabha..." After listening to what Chu Tianxiao said, Ling Kong could conclude that his memory only stayed before he pushed the door open, and after he fell into coma, he didn't feel anything... Then he thought about what Shui Menghan carried last night. On the sachet, there was a faintly seductive and comatose fragrance. How could he not understand the cause and effect...

"That female donor would rather suffer by herself than put a burden on you, the little donor...Little donor, you must not let her down."

Hearing this, Chu Tianxiao staggered: "Master? What did you say? Burden? Let down? Could it be that she gave me to... last night?"

Hearing Chu Tianxiao's words, Luokong was slightly startled, and then figured out that he had misunderstood, and couldn't help but smile. Then, he looked at Chu Tianxiao, and his voice seemed to have some means that could pierce his heart: "Little donor, I would like to ask you, if something really happened last night, how would you treat it?"

Hearing the sound, Chu Tianxiao felt his heart tremble, and then in an instant, his expression became solemn. Almost without thinking, he said word by word: "I will be responsible."

"If there really was anything between me and her last night, then no matter who she is, what her identity is, whether her character is good or bad, or what the reason for her actions... I will take responsibility."

"I dare not say that we will be together for the rest of our lives, but at least we will spend our whole lives together."

Chu Tianxiao said this resolutely.

Yes, he has been a virgin for two lives and has persisted in being a virgin until now. In his heart, he is already "as heavy as Mount Tai". It can almost be said that whoever defeats him will get the upper hand... And if Shui Menghan knows this truth, it must be... Her decision last night will also change...

In fact, this was one of the past events that she regretted in the future...

Of course, that's all for later.

When he heard this, he saw a happy smile on Kong's face, nodded and said: "That's good, that's good. The little benefactor can take such a responsibility, and finally it's not in vain that the female benefactor treats you like this..."

Hearing the sound, Chu Tianxiao pondered for a moment and said, "Master, do you know her? Who is she? And...last night, really?"

When Liao Kong heard this, he slowly shook his head and said, "The young benefactor is a smart person, and he should be enlightened."

"The famous sword is always there, and the fragrant flowers come."

These words were quite unclear, but Chu Tianxiao understood them. He slowly clenched his fists, then looked up at the sky and murmured: "I understand..."

"What the master means is that as long as I keep moving forward and reach a certain height, I will naturally be able to see her again. At that time, I can get the answers to all my questions myself. Otherwise... it will just be a waste of time and energy."

"I think it's...at that level...heh."

"Amitabha, the little benefactor really has deep wisdom." Liao Kong nodded slowly, and heard Chu Tianxiao let out a long sigh: "In that case, I only want to ask Master one question."

"...Little donor, please tell me."

Chu Tianxiao showed an expression of recollection, regret and loss: "To be honest, Master, since..., I have always felt that there is something unforgettable in my heart, and I have forgotten..."

"So...is it her?"

Chu Tianxiao looked at Kong, eager to get an answer. It was because of this feeling that he would sometimes subconsciously keep a certain distance from other women. First, Mu Liuling, and then Lu Meier, were actually blocked. Behind this 'wall'...

Liao Kong was silent when he heard the words, and then shook his head, but he didn't know whether it meant 'no' or 'don't know'...

Chu Tianxiao realized something, clasped his hands together and said, "Thank you, Master, for your guidance. It's the younger generation who has taken the trouble."

"Amitabha..." He said the Buddha's name before handing a map to Chu Tianxiao. "Now that you have understood it clearly, little benefactor, please do what you need to do."

"Yes." Chu Tianxiao grasped the map and intuitively knew that this was the topographic map leading from here to Zhaodu. There might even be more detailed information...

It feels slightly warm when I hold it, and it looks like it was newly painted...

For a moment, Chu Tianxiao was filled with gratitude and quickly returned the gift, saying, "Thank you, Master."

Liokong nodded with a smile, thought for a while, took off the cassock he was wearing, handed it to Chu Tianxiao, and said: "It's very windy and rainy outside, and although this thing is old, it can also protect the little benefactor from the wind and rain... If the little donor doesn’t mind, please take this ‘Buddha’s Clothes’ and leave together.”

"Master... this?" As soon as he touched it, he felt the unusual aura faintly revealed in the cassock... Chu Tianxiao knew that this thing was definitely a treasure, and he was slightly startled.

"It doesn't matter, it's just an old thing belonging to me. If the little benefactor dislikes it, you can just find a barren mountain and throw it away." Liao Kong smiled slightly, full of kindness.

"...Master is joking. In this case, I would rather be respectful than obey. I will definitely cherish this thing." Chu Tianxiao said, solemnly put it away, and then saluted again, "I disturbed Master yesterday, so I say goodbye. I hope Thank you, Master. See you soon."

"Amitabha, the restrictions here have been opened by Lao Monk. You can find your way out from the East Village entrance... Little benefactor, have a safe journey." Liao Kong said with his hands clasped together.

"Thank you, Master."

Chu Tianxiao returned the favor at the end, said something, then turned around and went down the mountain, heading straight outside.

"Well, counting the days... Xueyan and the others should arrive near Zhaodu. I must be as soon as possible!"

Thinking of yesterday's soft body, peerless face, and the fragrant kiss dropped by a dragonfly... Chu Tianxiao couldn't help but stretched out his right hand and gently rubbed the sachet.

There were various complicated emotions in his eyes, and finally, they gradually turned into a trace of determination...

Yes, firm.

Since time travel, he has never been as determined as he is now, eager to make a career!

reason? Even he himself can't explain...

Unable to restrain himself, he raised his head slightly, looked up at the sky, and muttered something by mistake.

"wait for me."

"Whoever you are, wait for me!"

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After Chu Tianxiao left the place, Luo Kongfang turned around and staggered towards the depths of the Emperor's Temple. With every step he took, his face became paler and more haggard... After walking only a few steps, he suddenly He stopped walking, his face turned purple, and then he spat out a large mouthful of blood. The blood... was not red, but shone with golden light!

If a knowledgeable person were here, he would definitely recognize that this was an extremely rare bloodline, and the fact that Liao Kong spit out blood of this color showed that he had damaged his own roots!

First, he forcibly sacrificed the Nine Heavens Secret Lot to spy on the existence of the Xuanmen Junior Master Uncle, and then faced off with the mysterious middle-aged man in the depths of the Temple of the Emperor... He was already more injured than ever!

"... Ning Dan, I hope your descendants will not repeat the tragic events you did back then... In this way, everything I have done for those two children will not be in vain..."

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A few days later.

Night, rain again.

Raindrops fell from the sky, hitting the armor of Zhao soldiers at the sentry post thickly, making a crackling sound...

"Bah! It's my turn to stand guard. The weather is so unlucky!" A Zhao soldier with thick eyebrows and big eyes complained as he wiped the rain from his face.

"Stop talking, let the old craftsman know, and I will whip you again!" Beside him, another Zhao soldier said softly. Hearing this, the big-eyed Zhao soldier quickly looked back at the hill not far away. Seeing that there was no one around, he breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and patted his chest and said, "Zhao Qi, are you trying to scare me to death? I don't know what kind of madness the old man has gotten lately. He likes to worry about every little thing..."

"I can't help it. It's such a troubled time. I heard that a few days ago, the city where he was guarding his boss was captured by the Zhou army, and he was defeated and died. It's strange that he is in a good mood!"

"... Damn it, it's all those Zhou soldiers who are causing the trouble! Can't we just have a good discussion? We have to fight some kind of battle..."

"Hey... we have too many mouths to feed. We are demanding high prices, and the Zhou people are tough, so of course they won't agree..."

"Hey! Zhao Qi, where are you from... eh? What is that?"

Before he finished the last sentence, the soldier felt his eyes blurred. Then, the companion who had just been talking to him fell straight down. There was still a pure white feather arrow stuck in his body, which was slowly dissipating... …

Before he could think about it, his big head flew out violently. When he was about to die, he looked at the headless corpse below and felt a little familiar...

The two of them didn't even have time to issue a warning, so they went to hell one after another.

What he saw before he died was just a few white horses roaring past...

Tap tap tap!

Wearing silver armor, galloping horses... Soon, several people killed the hill and collected a few more heads. After traveling for dozens of miles, covered in dust and even a little embarrassed, they finally came to a place. At the camp...

(4000, two in one, updated today.)