Coming to the outside of Zhenbei City, Yan Jing put away the Ruyi Ding, and the injured Ding Ling Xiaoer was naturally unwilling to continue to hide in the Ding, so he also appeared and walked hand in hand with Qian Ying in front, followed by Yan Jing in gray linen, Ouyang Lanlan walked at the end, and the group entered the city from the North City Gate one after another, familiar with the road, and soon came to the street where the Allure Medical Center was located.

Seeing the endless stream of pedestrians on the street, Ouyang Lanlan and Qian Ying didn't care at first, but when they saw the Allure Medical Center, they found that the situation was wrong.

Why are there so many people crowded in front of the door?

When he got closer, Ding Ling Xiaoer was startled, pointed to the statues of Cong Ye and Ouyang Lanlan's mother and daughter in the room on the first floor, and exclaimed:

"What, how are you three? What are they doing?! ”

In fact, they all understood that those people crowded in front of the Allure Medical Hall were all people who came to worship Cong Ye and Ouyang Lanlan's mother and daughter statues.

Ding Ling Xiaoer didn't understand, but he just wondered why these people worshiped the three of Cong Ye.

The little eyes couldn't stop spinning around the statue and Qian Ying, with an obviously exaggerated expression of surprise.

Coincidentally, Qian Cong happened to be in the hospital today.

Originally, he rarely stayed at the Changshengmen Mountain Gate station that he had established himself, and most of the time he stayed here.

Although he was impatient with the boredom of cultivation, with Cong Ye's kindness at that time, the help of a few Peiyuan Pills given to him from a jade bottle in Ouyang Fengchun's storage bag, coupled with intermittent cultivation, Qian Cong still broke through the acquired and advanced to the innate realm.

Although it was impossible to make progress on the path of cultivation, it still allowed Qian Cong to have a long lifespan. thus found a reasonable excuse for him to emerge as a disciple of Cong Daxian.

Just heard a child's voice making a loud noise outside, although Qian Cong was a little surprised, after all, this has become the holy place of Zhenbei City, and almost no one dares to speak loudly, but because it is a child's voice, Qian Cong didn't care.

However, Ding Ling's nagging still caused dissatisfaction in Qian Cong's heart. He did not send the disciples who were waiting for him to stop him, but walked down the stairs himself.

It's just that I just saw the people standing side by side outside the door, who seemed to be a pair of sisters with good looks, and Qian Cong's whole person was stunned like a clay wood carving. In disbelief, he muttered:

"Lan Lan, Xiaoying?"

Calculating the age, Qian Cong knew that he was already nearly five hundred years old, but standing in front of the door, his former wife Ouyang Lanlan was still in her thirties, and the girl standing next to his wife was definitely the appearance of his daughter Qian Ying between her eyebrows.

"How is this possible?!"

Because Qian Cong has been hiding behind the statue, although Ying Ying has seen half of an old man's body, Ouyang Lanlan and Qian Ying, whose minds are on the statue of Cong Ye, where will they pay attention to irrelevant people?

However, Yan Jing really watched and listened to all the qiē.

For so many years, she has long been familiar with the past of Ouyang Lanlan and Qian Ying, so Yan Jing immediately guessed that the elderly monk who hid behind the statue and peeked at the early stage of the congenital realm cultivation of Ouyang Lanlan's mother and daughter should have a close relationship with Ouyang Lanlan's mother and daughter, or it is unknown whether it is Qian Cong, the husband who left them to visit the Taoist immortals.

"Old man, what are you hiding behind and muttering?"

Ding Ling Xiaoer didn't care about it, of course, he also discovered Qian Cong's abnormality and heard the babbling words in his mouth clearly.

Qian Cong was suddenly excited, the child was obviously still outside the door, and he was hiding behind the statue, and he also muttered a few words in a very small voice, why was he listening?

As a last resort, he walked out from behind the statue with his feet raised.

Although Qian Cong was already full of gray hair, because of his cultivation and proper maintenance, there were still very few wrinkles on his rich face, which was only sixty or seventy years old.

This face suddenly appeared in front of Ouyang Lanlan and Qian Ying, and the mother and daughter couldn't help but be stunned at the same time.

"You are, you are? It's you?! ”

Hearing the words that were upside down in Qian Ying's mouth, Ding Ling Xiaoer was already impatient.

"Qian Ying, who is he?"

Qian Ying's name was shouted out by the kid in person, and Qian Cong no longer had any suspicions.

It's just that without waiting for Qian Cong to say anything, the pilgrims crowded outside had already discovered that Ouyang Lanlan's mother and daughter were very much like the statue, and the pair of maids standing on both sides of Cong Ye Daxian were just not sure for a while, so they were all watching.

Suddenly heard the little boy who hadn't stopped talking about Qian Ying as soon as he got here, and the pilgrims immediately knew that the mother and daughter in front of them were obviously the maids of their **** worshippers, and they couldn't help kneeling down in the middle of the street in unison, bowing and worshipping.

This sudden change made Qian Cong's idea of recognizing his mother and daughter suddenly difficult to arise.

If he recognizes his wife and daughter, he will inevitably reveal his true identity as not a disciple of Cong Ye.

What's more, there was a personal promise to Congye back then?

Thinking that he would have to count on Cong Ye and the statues of his wife and daughter to live in the future, Qian Cong suddenly knelt down with the people on the street, and said:

"Disciple Qian Cong, meet the two fairies."

I wanted to call my wife, but when the words came to my mouth, Qian Cong temporarily changed to Lord Fairy.

The former husband is still alive in the world, which Ouyang Lanlan never thought of at all. Before he woke up from the huge shock, first the people all over the street knelt down and bowed to their mother and daughter, and then Qian Cong also knelt down, and actually called himself a fairy.

Ouyang Lanlan almost subconsciously took a step to the side.

Qian Ying remained unmoved, still standing in the distance, letting her biological father kneel down, but her face was lonely.

Suddenly meeting her biological father here will inevitably evoke Qian Ying's memories of the distant past.

Regardless of the mother who was seriously ill in bed, no matter how weak she was, she was only six or seven years old, and she left without overnight food or warm clothes at home. And once it was gone, there was no news. Now, instead of using the prestige of the old man's bush leaves, he is here to cheat and cheat. There is even a disciple who pretends to be the old man Cong Ye with a big face.

Thinking about the suffering they suffered when they were children, if they hadn't been rescued by the old man Congye by chance, the mother and daughter would not have been able to survive that winter.

How can Qian Ying forgive this biological father who has long been erased from his memory?!

Yan Jing could naturally understand the intentions of Ouyang Lanlan's mother and daughter, and immediately stepped forward and asked Qian Cong, who was kneeling on the ground:

"Whose disciple are you?"

"Back to the fairy's words, the villain is a disciple of Cong Ye's big thing."

Although I can't see the cultivation of the Maiden Mai, but being with my wife and daughter must be a monk, so Qian Cong called Yan Jing so.

"When did Cong Ye accept a disciple like you?"

This was asked by Ding Ling Xiaoer.

Yan Jing didn't want to worry about him, the purpose of coming here was just to find traces of Cong Ye, so she asked again:

"Have you been here lately?"