The head Lu Jianxin and the second elder Zhuo Wen discussed some specific details of the screening in the door, and two hours passed in the blink of an eye.

Before leaving, the second elder Zhuo Wen couldn't help mentioning the matter of the forbidden land again, after all, the forbidden land was guarded by him, and the sixty-one years of the mountain closure had been peaceful, who knew that it was only more than half a year after the mountain was opened, and someone was able to enter the passage of the forbidden land under his nose, which made him a little uncomfortable.

Because there was no way to investigate inside the door, he could only guess from the clues, and finally came to the conclusion that he was a traitor.

Everything was too coincidental, and the target was naturally still fixed on Lu Zhao's head.

Lu Jianxin did not fall into deep thought, and motioned to his junior brother to go back for the time being, and he had to think about it carefully.

As soon as Zhuo Wen walked on the front foot, Lu Zhao walked in on the back foot.

The personable Lu Zhao just stepped into the threshold of the main hall, and did not go any further, he just quietly watched his father who was sitting in the depths.

Of course, Lu Jianxin saw Lu Zhao, but he didn't greet his own son, and also watched the other party quietly.

I don't know whether the speed of time passed fast or slow, but the sunlight that had poured into the hall gradually withdrew until the last ray of light broke away from Lu Zhao's back.

The first to be impatient was Lu Jianxin, who said impatiently: "If you have something to say, just say it, and leave if you don't have anything to say." ”

Lu Zhao didn't answer his father's words immediately, although there was no light, he could still see his old man's slightly angry face.

"You see, you always say that you have high hopes for me!, but you don't even have a little patience!" Lu Zhao's eyebrows and lips are very similar to Lu Jianxin's, but he often has a tense face and does not smile, and he often smiles like a warm breeze.

"But your performance always disappoints me?" Lu Jianxin said coldly.

"Oh?" Lu Zhao's expression did not change, as if he already knew Lu Jianxin's words, he walked slowly, slowly walked into the hall, and finally sat on the last chair casually, looked at Lu Jianxin, and continued: "It's rare that our father and son can talk alone, but you can tell me, where did I disappoint you?"

......

In the main hall, except for the green smoke in the incense burner that was curling in response to the landing photo, Lu Jianxin did not answer this question.

After a moment, Lu Zhao sneered.

"Can't say it, or don't you want to say it?" Lu Zhao didn't seem to be comfortable sitting, so he got up, slowly walked to the colossus, took out three incense candles from the offering platform and lit them, bowed three times to the colossal statue of Jishi Shenggu, and steadily inserted it into the incense burner.

Lu Zhao didn't turn around, he still looked up at the face of the colossus, and said, "Since you don't want to say it, then I'll tell you." ”

"First: I have been born in my mother's womb for twenty years, and I have not seen my mother's face since I was two years old, is she alive or dead?

"Second: You say you are my father, but you have never hugged me, kissed me, or loved me! Of course, I can understand that after all, you are the master of a faction, and you have the majesty you need! But don't you think this is a little cruel to me!"

"Third: You have seen me only a handful of times since you were a child, have you fulfilled the responsibilities of a father? You have not even fulfilled your own responsibilities, why do you have to say 'You are my son, you must become a dragon and phoenix among men!'"

Saying this, the smile on Lu Zhao's face finally disappeared, leaving only sadness.

Lu Jianxin didn't move at all, but his breathing was very different from before, as if what Lu Zhao said hit a certain point in his heart.

Lu Zhao walked in front of Lu Jianxin, squatted down, and looked up at his father in front of him.

"Father, you are already ninety-seven years old, although you are not an advanced age in the cultivation world, but for those of us who are just in their early twenties, you are already considered an old man, but your cultivation is only the ninth level of the Cave Heaven Realm? What do you think of your cultivation talent? As the saying goes: dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and the sons of mice can make holes! How much ability do you think your son can have, or how much ability does it take for you to be satisfied?"

Lu Zhao got up, his eyes were full of tears, and he stared at his father with a rock-like face.

"You don't understand......" Lu Jianxin spit out three words heavily.

Lu Zhao got up slowly, wiped away the tears that flowed out, the corner of his mouth on the right side of his mouth rose, shook his head, and turned to leave.

However, after only taking four steps, Lu Zhao turned around sharply again.

"Then what do you say? Why?" It seemed that because of his father's three words, Lu Zhao's face became hideous, and he roared hysterically, but still did not get a response.

"Min Rou is only thirty-seven years old, but she has already achieved the realm of transforming into a god, she is the lady of the sky, you should recognize her as a daughter, not take me as a son!" Lu Zhao was suddenly stunned, shook his head again, and said: "No, no, she is the granddaughter of the ancestor, how can it be your daughter! Unless you marry the daughter of the third ancestor......!"

Lu Zhao has fallen into a state of madness, incoherent, and rebellious.

Lu Jianxin's sitting posture that had not moved for thousands of years finally changed, and he slapped Lu Zhao in the face.

Lu Zhao took two steps to the side, holding his body and not falling to the ground, and the blood in his mouth was spit out by him. His eyes were blood-red, his scattered and messy hair covered most of his face, and he grinned and continued: "He Xiu is six years older than me, and his cultivation is no more than the eighth grade of Qi cultivation, why do you value him so much? Who is your son? I am jealous, I hate! Why don't you teach me personally? Do you know how my fellow disciples laugh at me? Do you know how much I have paid to become the kind of person you want me to be?"

As soon as Lu Zhao's words fell, a burst of light suddenly rose around him.

"This ......" Lu Jianxin was shocked in his heart, this glow was not the light emitted by the aura, but the physical body.

The first grade to the ninth grade of qi training is actually the tempering of the physical body by qi induction, and under normal circumstances, the ninth grade is already the apex of qi training, but the legendary ten-grade qi training actually appeared in front of Lu Jianxin at this time.

However, Lu Jianxin was not happy or excited, but stared at Lu Zhao with a fierce voice, and said angrily: "In a month's time, how can you break through the eighth grade, reach the ninth grade, and even reach the unattainable tenth grade! If you don't tell the truth, I will abolish you!"

"Hehe......"

Lu Zhao retracted the glow, tidied up his loose hair, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, looked cold, and said with a sneer: "Look at it...... I will always be a problematic person in your heart!"

With that, Lu Zhao firmly turned around and left the main hall, leaving behind a look of anger that could not be dissipated, and Lu Jianxin was full of shock.

"Master told me that he was going out of the mountain with the elders to pick up the disciples who had gone out to practice, and I thought I could also go and help!"

Lu Zhao's voice came into Lu Jianxin's ears outside the hall.

Lu Jianxin didn't know why, in Lu Zhao's words, he actually heard a hint of warning.

......Lu Jianxin didn't pay attention to what Lu Zhao did, but the ten-grade qi training made him feel creepy, why did he feel this way? Lu Jianxin tried to recall, in his memory, it seemed that there was a person who also used to be a ten-grade qi practitioner, but who was it? One by one, figures crossed Lu Jianxin's mind, like a marquee, and finally fixed on a person who was blocked by five iron chains.

Lu Jianxin stood up, trembling all over, looking in the direction of the Law Enforcement Elder Peak, and slowly spit out three words from his mouth.

"Thousand-Death-Snow!"