The Xianxia plane tends to be a bit more complex than the modern plane.

The higher the limit of human lifespan, the longer they live, and the more complex the story background involved, even if this is not the heyday of Xianxia, but Xie Kongting, who lived to be one hundred and thirty-five years old, is already complex enough.

Yin Cai once guessed.

Because Huang Yirui once competed with him for the position of head, Xie Kongting was angry with Mu Qingxue, and because of his personality, he couldn't show it.

But until just now.

Only then did she think of a question: Compared with Mu Qingxue's granddaughter, isn't Huang Cheng, her biological daughter, more likely to be retaliated against?

And when Huang Cheng was young, Huang Yirui died early.

At that time, Xie Kongting was already in charge, coupled with the unparalleled swordsmanship in the world, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is in Qingyunmen, covering the sky with one hand, and Huang Yirui is an orphan, so there is no relative power to leave to his daughter.

But Huang Cheng did not suffer any retaliation.

In the end, she died, and there was nothing to worry about Xie Kongting, at that time she was subject to mediocre talent, and she was almost at the limit.

If so.

Xie Kongting's attitude towards Huang Yirui is worth pondering.

It stands to reason.

Brothers and sisters of the same age and talent, no matter how you say it, they should also have a little friendship, after Huang Yirui's death, according to the situation, Xie Kongting should have taken care of her descendants by three points, but he didn't.

Or maybe they were resentful because of the competition back then.

is completely capable and quietly uses means to target Huang Yirui's daughter, Huang Cheng, but he doesn't either.

even treated Mu Qingxue.

Before the appearance of the drama Jing'an Xiaodie, there was no targeted action towards the Mu family's father and daughter, otherwise his status is detached and does not care about the world's affairs, and the old man would not be so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Peel back the cocoon and check it out.

The most critical question is that Elder Xie Kongting has been as pure and jade as Aoxue Hanmei for a full hundred and thirty-five years, how did he suddenly become crazy when he arrived at An Xiaodie, and he could even be said to be a peter?

Because of love?

It's not impossible, but combined with the current progress of immortal cultivation in this world, and Xie Kongting's own talent and age.

Yin Cai prefers to explain in four other words: "The demons in the heart." ”

"Demons."

Zhan Chengchun repeated it, and asked with some doubts: "That Supreme Elder is so old, he actually has demons?" ”

One thing that most worlds have in common is the continuous updating of knowledge, and the Xianxia plane is no exception, and the world that Yin Cai is in now is in the early days of Xianxia.

A lot of knowledge about cultivating immortals is just budding.

Many theories are wrong, such as the default seal, talisman, word spirit, and alchemy are all unfeasible side ways, and there is the concept of the word demon.

This kind of lofty product that can attract catastrophe.

It is now widely believed that the distractions of young monks can be resolved through conversation or as they grow older.

However, the truth is.

Even if it is Xie Kongting, he is not qualified to give birth to a real heart demon, and there is a high probability that he is just a humble heart demon who is not worthy of the attention of the Heavenly Dao and will only affect himself.

After a brief explanation.

Zhan Chengchun looked at Mu Qingxue, who was still unconscious, with a tangled look on his face, and asked, "The concept of demons you said, when Qingxue wakes up, do you want to tell her?" ”

The loss of my father hit too hard.

What he said, there was always a suspicion of whitewashing the Supreme Elder, Yin Cai was also a little undecided, and said hesitantly: "Don't tell her yet, wait a while." ”

"Okay."

There is no village in front of this place, and there is no store in the back.

The desolation and silence is simply the best place where ghost stories should happen, but everything is simple because of ugliness, Qingyunmen can't go back, so he has to temporarily bury Lord Mu Feng here.

If it is usual.

The funeral of a peak master, not to mention how grand it is, but it is not so much that there is nothing at all.

Yin Cai and Ding Ran were responsible for guarding Mu Qingxue, who was unconscious.

Zhan Zhichun went to a nearby village and bought a fairly thick coffin, two filial piety clothes, and some paper money and paper ingots, which had been specially used as tombstones.

Another pit was dug.

After putting Lord Mu Feng in, he didn't cover the coffin for the time being, so he had to wait for Mu Qingxue's daughter to wake up, and he would personally cover the coffin and bury the grave, and carve the tombstone.

Wait a minute.

Two hours passed.

When Mu Qingxue opened her eyes, she looked at the barren grass and wilderness, and the sunset was so red that it was like a basin of dog blood sprinkled on the world, she didn't care about the pomp and circumstance of the ceremony, but she thought that this was the last place where her father was buried.

It is inevitable that sorrow will come from it and feel desolate.

Mourn and die.

Sadness is silent.

She quietly put on her filial piety clothes, looked at her father for the last time, and almost burst into tears, but thought that according to custom, this is not good for the dead, so she endured it and did not cry.

Cover the coffin and bury the earth.

A new tomb appeared in this wilderness, and inside was buried the former peak master of Qingyunmen, who was also the father of a daughter.

"Cry twice."

Zhan Chengchun felt very depressed, and it was almost evening at this time, and the sunset connected the heaven and the earth, giving people the illusion that the sky was about to collapse, and her cheerful and self-satisfied personality was a little unbearable.

"Woo woo woo ......"

"Ahhh......h

"Woo, woo, woo, ......"

The thief's ugly cry rushed into their ears, scratching and challenging their eardrums, such an ugly sound was naturally not from Mu Qingxue, but Ding Ran, who was also dressed in filial piety.

Zhan Chengchun glared at him.

However, Ding Ran was blinded by tears, and burned the paper money regardless of it, and the blazing brazier in front of him illuminated the child's teary eyes a little red.

She was helpless.

Everyone expresses their grief in different ways, Mu Qingxue is cold and self-contained by nature, so even if she was forced to swear when her father died, she didn't mean to hurt others.

Just attack yourself inward, and then vomit blood and fall unconscious.

Ding Ran is obviously not.

He didn't care at all how much burden his magic voice had caused to other people's ears, but he cried louder and louder.

An echo came.

It seems that the whole mountain forest is crying.

Thirteen or fourteen-year-old children, crying is also very laborious, Ding Ran's crying turned from big to small, and then to whimpering, in the dark night that has fallen, like an ugly erhu.

Playing a song that is really ugly and really sad.

After he cries and falls asleep.

Zhan Chengchun hesitated, walked to Mu Qingxue's side and knelt down with her, and inadvertently swept away, Mu Qingxue, who was dressed in plain clothes, burned paper money, and knelt in front of the brazier.

People live up to their name.

It's like a handful of cold snow that can't be melted by fire.

She was a little ashamed of herself, thinking that temperament is temperament, and a person like herself who is intermittently crazy probably can't learn anything.

Cleared his throat.

He asked in a low voice, "If I tell you that the slut in your family's elder's heart will die soon, and there is a high probability that he will die miserably, will you be happier?" ”