Xuyun screamed loudly, and said that he originally wanted to wait until he remembered it, but he was afraid that saying it would hit Wen Tianji's enthusiasm and destroy the hope in his heart. Who would have thought that Yan Qingrui's girl would guess it. Therefore, it was not the monk who caused the damage to his soul, but the stinky girl.

But this is obviously not the focus of Wen Tianji and Yan Qingrui's attention, after Yan Qingrui beat up again, Xuyun, who couldn't hide, finally said with tears in his eyes, although he couldn't remember what method he used at the beginning, someone must be able to remember.

Hearing that there was still a turn for the better, Wen Tianji and Yan Qingrui immediately asked what was going on.

With two bubbles of tears in his eyes, Xuyun aggrievedly told the situation he remembered.

Five hundred years ago, he was drunk.

But there were three people who drank with him at the beginning. They talked a lot at that time, what should be talked about and what should not be talked about, and they talked about it in the middle of the night, and some of the three people must have heard him clearly and wrote it down.

This idea was also very unreliable, and Yan Qingrui pouted at the time: "How many people do you think will have a memory of five hundred years? Isn't it enough to have you as a demon? Do you think others can do the same?"

Xuyun was scolded and defended: "Although they can't be like monks, they are not ordinary people. ”

Yan Qingrui said: "Let's talk about the point!"

Xuyun wrenched his fingers and said, "There are three of them, one surnamed Nangong, one surnamed Xiahou, and one surnamed Baili. ”

Wen Tianji sneered and said: "Although these three surnames are relatively special, they are not rare. ”

Xuyun said unconvinced: "Although these three surnames are not rare, but my three friends back then were amazingly talented, martial arts, and brilliant in wisdom, not ordinary people, how could ordinary people be worthy of making friends with me back then?"

"Getting to the point!"

Xuyun sneered at Yan Qingrui, and said with a somewhat flattering smile: "Thirty years later, there are three families in the world, namely the Nangong family, the Xiahou family, and the Baili family!"

Wen Tianji stared and said: "These three major families are the three most powerful in the world now, intertwined, capable of producing many people, transcending the country, unique, and unincompetent?"

Xuyun said proudly: "That's nature!"

Yan Qingrui's heart moved: "Then what?"

Xuyun said: "If they hadn't been drunk back then, and heard what I said, they would definitely have written it down, although they had died a long time ago and couldn't die anymore, but maybe their descendants had heard this legend and knew how to do it?"

Wen Tianji: "......"

Yan Qingrui: "......"

It's really unreliable.

After drinking, you can remember less when you hear it, and even less can remember it and pass it on to future generations.

What if you don't hear it, or if you're as drunk as a void cloud?

Wen Tianji shook his head.

Yan Qingrui fell into deep thought.

There are three major families in the world, the Baili family is in Zhuliang, the Nangong family is in Suida, and there is only one Xiahou family in Tianqian.

However, these three major families cannot even shake the imperial power.

After all, the change of imperial power, you sing and I appear, and the emperors of each country have changed several surnames. But these three major families have been continued for 500 years, and they are prosperous and high-ranking people.

If it weren't for the ancestral training of the three major families, they were not allowed to participate in the struggle for imperial power, they were not allowed to be in office, and they were not allowed to get involved in disputes in the rivers and lakes, and each of them had the ability to take the emperor and do it himself.