"Nothing. His tone was cold, as usual.

Lan Qingruo saw that he was really as good as ever, and he just put his mind at ease. I heard the words of the master's admonition, "If there is a next time, hide away." ”

watched Shizun walk into the room without squinting, cutting off her sight. For some reason, her heart was a little heavy, she understood that Shizun didn't want to hurt her next time. The master is the helmsman of the Shen family in Huaishan, and the elder of Su Xuan in Kunlun. The pressure on him is very unimaginable, Senior Brother Zhao Zhen once said that the higher the cultivation, the easier it is to be infected with demons and mess with his mind. frowned and sighed, even if he worked hard to cultivate, he would not be able to build a foundation now, not only would he not be able to help much, but he would also become a burden to his master.

If Lan Qing secretly encouraged herself, even if she couldn't cultivate the Immortal Dao with her talent, she would try her best not to worry about herself. After taking a deep breath, looking at the red plum blossoms in full bloom on the side, Shizun has always been as cold as frost, so he can specially order someone to bring it from Huai Mountain, which should be a very favorite thing.

When I calmed down, many of the words of the master at that time lingered in my ears, 'Deceive, betray, and play with the feelings of this seat.' You have taken up all the resentment in this life!'Who did the master think of her?' After thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't find an answer.

That's it, since the master doesn't want to talk about these things, it's useless to think more about himself. It's better to go to Wenyuan Building to check the ancient books and learn about the demons, if you encounter this next time, you won't be nervous and flustered.

Wenyuan Building is the library building of Kunlun Mountain, which not only has practice spells, but also writes by celebrities. There are also books on the three mountains and five mountains, rivers and rivers, and the disciples are tired of practicing on weekdays, so they will come here to rest a little. After looking for an afternoon and not being able to find something useful for him, Lan Qing was a little discouraged, calculating that it should be dark at Feiluan Peak, and he should go back early, so as not to worry about the master. Putting the ancient books back on the shelves, he went around the corner and tried to walk to his nearest side door, but he saw a small figure appear on the side door steps, curled up in a ball, still holding the book in his hand, and reading it carefully.

"Xiao Li, what are you looking at?" Yesterday, he hurried back to Feiluan Peak, and he didn't even have time to talk to him more. As soon as she spoke, she saw Shen Li hurriedly hiding the books under the hem of her clothes. raised his head in confusion, stared at her for a moment before letting go of his nervous feelings, and lowered his eyebrows and called, "Sister Qingruo, it's you." ”

Lan Qing couldn't help frowning when she saw him like this. Seeing something mysterious, after thinking about it, he sat beside him with his skirt caressing, feeling his slightly stiff body, "Is today's practice still smooth?"

"Also...... Not bad. Shen Li's tone stammered slightly.

Lan Qingruo held his head and looked at him like this. In fact, she didn't break the temperament of the casserole to ask in the end, but Xiao Li was young after all, so he couldn't help but think more about it for fear of seeing something that shouldn't be seen messing with his heart. "What are you looking at, can't even I know?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Li raised his head aggrievedly, bit his lower lip and hesitated for a while, before he took out the things under the hem of his hesitant clothes. Lan Qingruo was a little stunned when he saw the title on the cover, because the words "Huaishan Shen Yuan" were written on it, which was written by the master. Lan Qingruo touched the tips of his hair in distress, Xiao Li said on the surface that he didn't care about the Shen family, saying that he was not Shen Yuan's son, but he kept this in mind all the time. If others don't know, he will check it himself, always trying to find some clues.

"No, nothing. Shen Li looked at the book, looking like he was about to cry.

Lan Qingruo asked suspiciously, "Nothing?"

"Without her...... Without her. Shen Li shook his head sullenly, he still hadn't found what he wanted to know. And the more I know about it, the more I feel and the more desperate I become.

He took the notebook in his hand and pinched it unconsciously. This is not a thin record, it must have recorded many things about the past of the master, but it did not record the thing that Xiao Li wanted to know the most, his life experience. I couldn't help but flip through it, most of the things in it were the origin of the master, the practice of eliminating demons, and dealing with family disputes. Regarding private matters, only the following:

Four hundred years ago, Shen Yuan went to the River Styx to marry the eldest daughter of the Lan family.

The following year, Shen Yuan entered the incarnation period, and he could not practice in retreat until the Mahayana.

Three hundred years ago, Shen Li was born, which is the twenty-third generation of the Shen family.

The following year, Shen Yuan broke through the barrier and set foot in the underworld alone, killing the twenty-first dragons, seriously injuring the ghost king and the bank of the Lechuan River.

In the same year, Shen Yuan held Qingfeng through the enchantment, fought with the elders of the Demon Realm and the blood pool, and was not defeated for three days.

……

Four hundred years ago, three hundred years ago. What about these 100 years? Could it be that Shizun was in retreat? There are also records in the later period that are quite strange, Shizun broke into the underworld and the demon realm, not the demon realm, but the demon realm! I am afraid that no one in the cultivation realm can look at its edge, but when the monks in the world are jubilant, the master suddenly closes the mountain and closes the door, and he has not come out since.

She understood that Xiao Li was looking for these things just to find a few words about his mother. But in this thick writing, only four words appeared, the eldest daughter of the Lan family. doesn't even have a name, so it's no wonder that Shen Li is discouraged.

"Xiao Li, why don't you ask your father in person?" Instead of spending all this effort, it is better to ask the person concerned, only in this way can you get the truth of the year.

Shen Li's little bun face flashed with a wry smile, and his immature voice was crying, "Ask what, do you want to humiliate yourself?"

Lan Qingruo was about to say something if he didn't agree, but was interrupted by a whimpering little body that crashed into his arms, and whispered, "Since he married my mother, why don't you treat her well?" Shen Yuan entered the incarnation period, and he couldn't retreat and cultivate, until the Mahayana. Hehe......" Originally, he pretended to sneer, but in the next moment, he couldn't help crying bitterly, "It turns out that I am really not his son, it turns out that I am really not." ”

Although he didn't admit it, he was looking forward to it all the time, begging for it.

"Xiao Li?" Lan Qingruo hugged him, for some reason he felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to die, as if he was going to cry the next moment, but he didn't know how to comfort him. I just want to transfer all his pain to myself, and I just want him to be safe and happy.

"When I woke up in the thousand-year-old ice, I always wondered why he just accidentally broke into the forbidden land, and he ruthlessly froze me. It wasn't until one day that the two attendants were chatting that I learned that he was ruthless and entered, and his cultivation was unfathomable, and it was impossible to have children. But there was always a glimmer of hope in my heart, maybe what they said was false, all false. But now, I'm ......," Shen Li muttered to himself, until he finally choked up so much that he couldn't make a sound. "Why is that, I hate it, I hate it—"

Lan Qingruo hugged him tightly, stroking the hair on the back of his head and comforting him. "These accounts were written by others, and they are not true. ”

“…… Sister Qingruo, I saw my mother. Shen Li buried her shoulder and bit her upper and lower lips, letting the tears wash over him. "I know it's all true. ”

Lan Qingruo's back stiffened, and she looked at him in disbelief with tears in her eyes, "What did you say?"