When Yin Wushuang saw Qianji for the first time, he felt that Qianji was a woman like smoke, unpredictable.

She wears a veil, so that people can't see her appearance clearly, only her eyes without sadness and joy can be seen.

"Listen to Tianlei, you want to worship me as a teacher." Qianji picked up the purple clay pot in his right hand, gently pressed the lid of the pot with the tips of his left fingers, and poured himself a cup of tea: "Those who spy on the heavenly machine will lose their lives at the lightest, and they will die at the worst, I will no longer accept apprentices, you go back." ”

Yin Wushuang was surprised in his heart, he didn't expect Qianji to refuse so quickly.

She hugged her fists again: "Since the seniors of Qianji are unwilling to accept the juniors as apprentices, can you answer a question from the juniors?" ”

Yin Wushuang's words made Qianji drink tea for a moment, and she put down the teacup that had been handed to her lips and was silent for a moment.

Lingyun Pavilion's rules for selecting teachers are known by thousands of machines.

If he refused Yin Wushuang, Yin Wushuang became a loose cultivator of Lingyun Pavilion, and he could not get the guidance of the major masters in his life.

In addition, she also eliminated harm for the people and killed the ancient giant catfish......

In this way, there is nothing wrong with answering her doubts.

Qianji said lightly: "If you have any questions, you might as well talk about it." ”

"I want to ask where my father and mother are." Yin Wushuang's eyes drooped, and her clear voice passed in the ethereal sea of clouds.

This question made Qianji's bland eyes fluctuate a little, and her voice rose: "Oh? It was for this purpose. ”

Qianji stood up and stared at Yin Wushuang: "How old are you this year?" ”

"Just over seventeen." Yin Wushuang didn't understand why Qianji asked about age, but he also answered truthfully.

"One day twelve years ago, there was a catastrophe in the cultivation realm." Qianji's eyes became complicated: "On that day, the sun and moon are dark, the stars are dim, the mountains and rivers will be upside down, it is the scene of the end of the world, and people are panicking." But the next day, everything was back to normal, and no one knew what was going on.

The people who lived after the catastrophe wanted to go down this day in history, but found that any record would be erased, and as time passed, people gradually forgot about it, but in the eyes of those who remembered, this day was known as "The Lost Chapter". ”

Yin Wushuang's breathing was sluggish, no one had ever mentioned the "Lost Chapter", and she didn't even know that there had been such a catastrophe in the cultivation realm.

Twelve years ago, this body, five years old.

Five-year-old ......

Wuchen should have just been born......

Not surprisingly, it was when Yin Sen carried them away from the Dao Sect.

Could it be ......

Yin Wushuang's red lips opened, and there was a trace of shock on his beautiful face: "My father and mother ......"

"They also disappeared from this day, in "The Lost Chapter". Qianji answered what Yin Wushuang thought in his heart: "There is only so much I can tell you, you can go back." ”

Yin Wushuang nodded, thanked him, and left.

On the way back, Yin Wushuang had been digesting what Qianji had told her.

Because her mother, Feng Chengcheng, also disappeared on this day, anything that mentions her will disappear...... ?

So where is his father Yin Changfeng?

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After Yin Wushuang left, a dwarf with a short stature and a black robe walked down the stairs.

If Yin Wushuang saw this person, he would definitely shout "Lanling laugh".

Lan Ling smiled, the former refiner of the Sheng Immortal League, when he entered the Sheng Immortal League, he was repeatedly ridiculed because of his short stature, and finally with the help of Yin Wushuang, he boarded the Seven Treasure Gourd to the Sheng Immortal League.