Hearing the mockery in Han Che's tone, Zhou Bo was also a little angry: "In the world, who refuses to admit their children, and who doesn't want to recognize their parents? Although I, Zhou Bo, am not a saint, I also know human affection. But, as you said casually, even you don't know if I'm Ling Zheng's son, so how do you make me believe it? If you want to take it, you must give it first. Even if I am Ling Zheng's child, you have to give me evidence. ”

"After all, it's not that you don't think that you are a righteous path disciple, and you don't want to have anything to do with a demon leader like us?" Han Che sneered, and then said in general with a blow to Zhou Bo.

"You .....!" Zhou Bo was furious, looking at the sneer on the corner of Han Che's mouth, he couldn't help but want to punch it. But at this moment, a faint shout behind him: "Han Che .....!"

Zhou Bo and Han Che both turned around at the same time, and when they saw the high priest coming from the end of the garden, they both stopped what they wanted to say and what they wanted to move. After all, for this old man, Zhou Bohan Che and the two of them are respectful, and the other is subconsciously close. Therefore, they all maintain a certain respect and good impression of the elderly.

"You go down first, I'll look for you if there's anything!" the high priest waved his hand at Han Che, motioning for Han Che to leave first. Then, he slowly came to Zhou Bo's side and stood side by side with Zhou Bo, his eyes fixed on the tree that looked like it was about to die.

Han Che glanced at the High Priest, then turned away decisively, without any dissatisfaction on his face. The high priest was his master and gave him many, many things. Although, all four of them knew that the high priest had long since ceased to have the idea of accepting disciples. But in their hearts, the high priest is their teacher. For the master, respect is the most deserving.

Han Che left silently, and in the empty garden, only the high priest and Zhou Bo were left. The high priest didn't seem to mean to speak, but just looked at the dead tree. I don't know if it was because of the high priest, but the few white feather-like leaves left on the dead tree actually fell again.

"What are you looking at?" The silence for such a long time made Zhou Bo a little unaccustomed. If the high priest came and told him about his identity, perhaps Zhou Bo would not be surprised. However, with such silence, Zhou Bo was a little overwhelmed.

"Past!" the high priest's mouth moved slightly: "From twenty years after Ling Zheng left, to eighteen years before his death, I would come to see this dead tree every day. Eighteen years ago, the snow leaves on this tree would always slowly wither. Eighteen years later, this tree is about to die.........."

"You.. Is that true?" Zhou Bo asked with a frown, a little apprehensive.

"The truth or falsity of facts comes from argumentation and belief. If you don't believe it, even if all the evidence is put in front of you, you still think it's fake. And after you argue for yourself, maybe you don't want to admit it, but in your heart, you will subconsciously accept it. ”

The high priest was like a wise elder, speaking slowly in very philosophical words. In the words, Zhou Bo was not persuaded and explained, nor was he told to deny Zhou Bo's identity. Perhaps, he also knows that such a statement can be more acceptable to Zhou Bo.

"Twenty years ago, it was the day when this snow tree bloomed. On that day, countless white snow petals like feathers floated all over the sky of the Snow Palace. Perhaps, at that time, everyone thought that this sacred tree representing the Snow Palace was a sign of the strength of the Snow Palace. However, the result was very ironic, on that night, Ling Zheng gave up the position of the Snow Emperor and traveled the rivers and lakes hand in hand with Murong Xue of the Tianshan Sword Sect!"

The high priest slowly recounted the past events that had been sealed in his memory for an unknown number of years, and there were faint memories in his eyes. On that night twenty years ago, that high-spirited teenager left in front of his eyes generously under the night sky full of snow and flowers, hand in hand with the partner who made him love. That night was when the snow trees were in full bloom. That night, the young man who looked at the world and smiled proudly left like that. Just like his breezy personality, he waved away. Everything in the world is nothing more than a prosperous firework for him.....

Now, twenty years later, the young man standing beside him has the same blood and continuous blood as the young man twenty years ago. It's just that he doesn't admit that he has a relationship with here.

"Your injuries have healed a lot, and although it will take a few days for True Qi to run, I don't think you want to stay here. I've decided that tomorrow you can leave. Of course, if you want to stay longer, that's fine. If you leave tomorrow, I'll let Han Che see you off!"

"May I leave?" Zhou Bo looked surprised when he heard the high priest's words. After all, in his opinion, since the people of the Snow Palace thought that they had a relationship, they would definitely let him stay. Even, find a way to find him something or evidence to make him believe in his identity. However, the high priest's approach was to let Zhou Bo leave casually. This is indeed a bit unbelievable.

"I know you may not believe me, but I want you to try to find out about Ling Zheng's past, and even find clues about him. I know who you are, all because of the tear in your neck. It was a gift from Star Emperor Tuoba to your father back then, and it was also a magic crystal, which was used to suppress demonic energy. However, it is estimated that wearing it around your neck is a token. After all, there is only one tear pendant in the world. ”

"I will!" After a long silence, Zhou Bo finally nodded: "If he is really my father, I won't admit it!"

"Very good!" The high priest nodded slightly: "You should try to keep this matter as secret as possible and don't tell anyone." After all, if this matter is known, it will not do you any good. No matter what, the Snow Palace will always be your home!" As he spoke, the high priest gently handed over a piece of white jade: "This is a teleportation stone, if you want to come back in the future, crush it." ”

After saying this, the high priest turned around. In the night sky, a meteor is streaked across the starry sky. There was a hint of relief on the high priest's face. Anyway, Zhou Bo's words are always moving. At least, for Ling Zheng, who was already dead, it was a great relief.

He is willing to admit that he is Ling Zheng's son. That's enough for the high priest...

Qianxun Mountain on the shore of Qianxun Lake, Qianxun Mountain Qianxun Yuan, where to go for Qianxi Love, Mingxiu Jialan is a thread.

It is rumored that this poem, which is similar to a smooth mouth, is an encounter with a marriage in the Garan Temple in the middle of the Chihiro Mountains when the emperor of the mortal court was young. Since then, Chihiro Yamagaran Temple has been famous all over the world. Of course, this is just a mortal legend. For those who cultivate the Tao, they all know that today's righteous and big-name Garan Temple is not open on weekdays, not to mention the emperor who paid a private visit to Weifu. Even if he came in full costume, he might not be able to enter the temple as soon as he entered the temple.

But in any case, this is a beautiful emotional legend, which makes the entire Lake Chihiro and Mount Chihiro famous all over the world. There are constant mortal tourists all day long, and the beautiful scenery here has provoked countless people to come for sightseeing.

At this time, Zhou Bo was standing on the shore of Qianxun Lake in white. looked at the sparkling lake, and stood there in a daze for a while, as if he was worried about this vast lake.

Of course, this is just the opinion of the general public. For cultivators, they can go up to heaven and into the earth, and travel thousands of miles. Even the vast sea can't stop them. Naturally, it will not be helpless because of this small Chihiro Lake.

The day after the high priest finished speaking to Zhou Bo, Zhou Bo left the Snow Palace. Regardless of whether he admitted his identity in Zhou Bo's heart or not, as a disciple who grew up in the Dawn Gate since he was a child, he suddenly became a person from the Snow Palace, and he was always unwilling to accept this feeling. Although Zhou Bo didn't attach much importance to the distinction between good and demon, he even had a good relationship with the Blood Rakshasa of the Rakshasa Gate and Nalan Qingyan. However, that's just a friendship that doesn't limit the distinction between good and evil. If Zhou Bo is really made a demonic person, he will definitely not be able to accept it.

After being sent all the way out of the north by Han Che, Zhou Bo traveled all the way east. It took more than ten days on the road to reach the shore of Lake Chihiro. He had a lot of worries along the way, and his mind was full of things about himself and Ling Zheng. Although he had the heart to return to the Dawn Gate immediately, find the master or uncle, or even Su Ye Zhenren to ask for clarification. But every time this happens, Zhou Bo's brain will slowly calm down. After all, this matter is too shocking and worldly, no matter what, when I haven't found out something, I still don't make a noise for the time being. Otherwise, if he was framed for having an affair with the Demon Dao that day, he would be investigated by the sect leader. If he is really Ling Zheng's son, I am afraid that the entire Dawn Gate will be turned upside down because of this.

Therefore, Zhou Bo rushed to the area of Qianxun Lake and Qianxun Mountain. Zhou Bo also knew about the fact that the righteous way of the world besieged Ling Zheng on the shore of Qianxun Lake back then. Although there is more hearsay, the location of this incident should not be wrong. So Zhou Bo's first stop was to rush to the shore of this Chihiro Lake. As for returning to the Dawn Gate, or inquiring about the right path, and reporting peace to the sect, he completely left it behind. Perhaps, it is not wrong to say that it is forgotten. On the issue of his own life experience, Zhou Bo has been in chaos. At the moment, where else can I think of anything else?

Standing on the edge of Lake Qianxun, Zhou Bo's eyes suddenly burst into a trance. Looking at the scenery of this Chihiro Lake, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and it is natural. It makes people can't help but admire the magic of all things in nature. And the water of this lake is integrated into the general atmosphere as if it is elegant, and the lotus leaves are dotted, which is full of elegance. In the distance, the smoke is vast, and the mountain peaks loom. Faintly, a pink peach blossom forest came into view. No wonder Ling Zheng chose this place to live in seclusion back then, it is indeed a place to live away from the fireworks of the world.

Just in a trance, a very sweet voice came from a distance: "Childe, are you waiting for the boat?"

Then, a woman dressed in white, as delicate as a branch of peony, floated out of the lake. A small light boat stopped beside Zhou Bo with great dexterity. The woman in white smiled sweetly at Zhou Bo, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "Childe, what about waiting for the boat? If you don't dislike it, please get on the boat?"

Zhou Bo was stunned for a moment, and looked at the woman holding the boat with strange eyes. Sure enough, it was one side of the water and soil that raised the other side, and the woman was tall, fair-skinned, and looked extremely watery. Perhaps because of the boat, the woman was barefoot and had no shoes. The white little feet stepped on the light boat, which looked even more white and pleasant. The pretty face is picturesque, and she is a beautiful Jiangnan woman.

"Childe, aren't you going to take a boat?" Seeing Zhou Bo looking at him in a daze, his eyes were vaguely strange, and the woman thought that Zhou Bo was not on a boat. Therefore, he smiled lightly: "Then disturb the son!" After speaking, he picked up the pole in his hand and wanted to hold the boat away。。。。。。

"Wait!" Seeing that the woman was leaving, Zhou Bo hurriedly called the woman: "This girl, if you can, please take me to the shore of the lake over there!"

"Huh?" The woman was stunned when she heard this, looked at the direction of Zhou Bo's finger, and shook her head: "Childe, it won't work there!"

"Why?" Hearing the woman's words, Zhou Bo was a little stunned, as if he didn't expect the woman to say no.

The woman holding the boat smiled sweetly: "Childe, it is said that there is a place for heavenly immortals." We ordinary people can see it, but we can't get in. In the past, there were many guests who wanted to pass, but they could only go back and forth within a range of 10 meters, and they just couldn't get in. So over time, no one passed. Childe must have come from out of town, and if we locals know about it!"

Hearing the words of the young woman holding the boat, Zhou Bo frowned slightly. It seems that this place is really unusual. Listening to what this young woman said, she should have been closed by someone in a formation. Although I don't know what the formation is, but thinking about it, it should not hurt people, similar to the maze of illusory scenes. Thinking of this, Zhou Bo was even more determined to take a look. At that moment, he smiled at the young woman who was holding the boat: "It's okay, you can take me to see it!"

"Well, well!" the young boating woman was not annoyed when she saw that Zhou Bo did not listen to her. Zhou Bo and other guests, she has also seen a lot. Many people from other places can't help but want to see the beautiful scenery there. And they all don't believe in evil, but in the end, they still go somewhere else. It is estimated that after a while, Zhou Bo will experience it himself, and he will know the mystery. I can't bother talking to him, and I don't believe it.

Hearing the girl's promise, Zhou Bo jumped on the boat sensitively. Then he sat down gently in the middle of the hull of the boat. Zhou Bo himself cultivated, and this body was already free to do what he wanted, and the coordination was very perfect. Strength is to receive and receive, and to send and distribute. The girl was still about to balance the light boat, but after seeing Zhou Bo get on the boat, the boat shook slightly. There was also a hint of curiosity in his eyes. It seems that this young boy is really a little different.

It was already afternoon, and the sun was no longer hot. Looking at the reeds in the distance swaying gently in the wind, a cool lake breeze blows on the surface of the lake from time to time. The depressed mood of the past few days has also weakened a little. Zhou Bo looked at the huge lake, and his heart was quiet.

Although they can fly over the lake very quickly, they also lack the fun of experiencing the natural scenery firsthand. On weekdays, Zhou Bo comes and goes in a hurry, and rarely has the opportunity to see the scenery. Nowadays, looking at this natural scenery, it is natural to have more natural beauty.