From the mouths of the young traders, the Moqian people also learned about the status of the Jing clan in Changlin City, which can be described as the supreme existence, with the prestige of the royal family. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's just that the people of the Jing clan are all concentrating on refining weapons, and they have no intention of dominating this giant city, otherwise, if the Jing clan leads Changlin City, even if it is placed in the vast sea of stars, it will be a big force.

The Moqian people all walked on foot, did not take the white jade spirit boat, and did not use their body skills to gallop through the air, because that would be regarded as disrespectful to Changlin City.

However, with the strength of their feet, even if it was seventy miles, it didn't take too long, and they arrived at Jingcun in less than two hours.

Jingjia Village covers an area of less than 50 miles, which is equivalent to Changlin City, which covers an area of more than 500 miles, and is only the tip of the iceberg.

When Mo Qian stepped into the Jingcun area, he felt a wave of heat rushing towards his face, not the scorching sun hanging high in the sky, but the furnaces that could be seen everywhere in Jingcun, and the wind of refining was prevalent.

They looked around, and everywhere they saw people refining weapons, and the sound of striking iron was incessant, and even some children who looked less than ten years old were actually refining treasures by the furnace, which was really amazing!

"Little brother, I don't know where your patriarch is?"

Mo Qian walked up to a teenage boy, saluted the other party, and asked with a smile.

"You're looking for our patriarch?" he's at the end of the village. ”

The young man was naked, looked at Mo Qian and a few people in slight surprise, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and pointed to the end of the village and said.

However, he didn't notice Jing Rui behind Mo Qian, otherwise, he would have been surprised.

"Thank you. ”

Mo Qian saluted the young man again, and then led Jing Rui and the others towards the end of the village.

The Jing clan is worthy of being a big refining clan, but all the men in the village are busy practicing the art of refining, and most of them are very attentive, even a few people from Mo Qian walked by, they didn't take a second look, and their eyes were staring at the furnace in front of them.

As soon as Jing Rui came to Jing Village, he felt that his blood was boiling, and he felt the heat wave around him, and he had a feeling of home.

He already understood that he should be a member of the Jing clan, and he always felt that this trip could solve the mystery of his life experience, which made him slightly excited.

He has been living abroad since he was a child, and he doesn't know who his parents are, and when he was a child, whenever he saw his companions being cared for or scolded by his parents, he would feel envious in his heart and feel lonely.

"This big brother, I don't know where your patriarch is?"

After arriving at the end of the village, Mo Qian wiped the sweat from his forehead, walked to a young man, and asked.

The temperature at the end of the village was too high, and even with his cultivation, it took a lot of effort to resist the heat wave.

"Who's looking for me?"

Before the young man could speak, he heard a loud voice coming from a house made of earth and stone.

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man with a shirtless body and clear muscular lines walked out of the house.

He was seven feet tall, his eyes were like two rounds of scorching sun, flashing blazing light, and when he saw Jing Rui beside Mo Qian, excitement suddenly appeared in his eyes, and his body trembled slightly.

"You are the Jing Clan Patriarch?"

When Mo Qian saw the middle-aged man, a look of shock flashed in his eyes, and he asked in surprise.

Gu Xuan and Mu Yulai widened their eyes, glanced at the middle-aged man carefully, and then turned around to look Jing Ruilai up and down.

The appearance of the middle-aged man is too similar to Jing Rui, it is simply carved out of a mold, whether it is between the eyebrows or the face, the similarity is nearly eighty percent high!

"What's your name, kid?"

After the middle-aged man saw Jing Rui's face clearly, he was already out of shape, rushed to Jing Rui with an arrow step, stretched out his hands and clasped on Jing Rui's shoulders, and asked in a trembling voice.

"My name is Jingrui, you... Who are you?"

Jing Rui's body also trembled slightly, looked at the middle-aged man very nervously, and said with difficulty.

He found that the moment he saw the middle-aged man, the blood veins in his body throbbed a little, and every drop of blood seemed to be boiling.

"Quick, bring a bowl of water!"

The middle-aged man was very excited, turned his head to look at the young man on the side, gave an order, and then turned his head to stare at Jingrui and asked, "Child, how old are you this year, and what is your mother's name?"

"I'm 16 years old, and I've been separated from my parents since I was a child, and I don't know who my parents are. ”

Jing Rui looked at the middle-aged man's excited look, and suddenly felt a slight sour nose, and said with a little choked.

"Patriarch, the water is coming. ”

The young man who took the water quickly brought a bowl of water, and his expression was slightly excited.

He naturally saw something unusual, and he was also speculating about the relationship between Jingrui and the middle-aged man.

"Child..."

The middle-aged man took out a short knife, slashed it in his index finger, and dripped a ball of blood into the bowl of clear water, and then looked at Jingrui with some nervousness.

Burst...

Without hesitation, Jing Rui took the short knife in the middle-aged man's hand, and also slashed it in his index finger, dripping a drop of blood into the bowl.

Call...

The two drops of blood quickly melted in the clear water, turning from two drops to one, which made everyone breathe for a while, and their faces showed excitement.

"Child, my name is Jing Feibai, and I am your father..."

The middle-aged man's eyes were hot, and he stretched out his trembling hands to Jingrui's face, and said very nervously.

"Father!"

In Jing Rui's eyes, a layer of mist suddenly appeared, and soon big teardrops rolled down, shouting at Jing Feibai.

He has a simple and simple personality, and when he sees his closest relatives, he naturally does not have any sense of rejection, and the true feelings in his heart are unabashedly revealed.

"Child, my good boy..."

Jing Feibai couldn't hold back any longer, reached out and hugged Jing Rui tightly, and two lines of tears fell from his eyes.

Call...

When Mo Qian and the others saw Jing Rui meeting his relatives, they were also very moved in their hearts, and their noses were slightly sour.

"Rui'er, it's Rui'er back, child, where is your mother?"

It didn't take long for an old man who was about to die to come out of the room on the side and walk towards Jingrui with tears in his eyes.

"Patriarch, Rui'er just said that he has been separated from his parents since he was a child, and I'm afraid he doesn't know where Rou'er is. ”

Jing Feibai turned to look at the old man, a look of worry appeared in his eyes, and said.

"Father, why am I outcast, and where is my mother?"

Jing Rui wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, looked at Jing Feibai nervously and asked.

"Fifteen years ago, your mother took you and a group of people from the outside world to Nanshan to hunt for treasures, and never came back since..."

"It's all my fault, I didn't know how to stop it, and I didn't accompany it, so that your mother and son were lost. ”

Jing Fei's white eyes showed pain and regret, and he said very guiltily.

When he thought of the events of fifteen years ago, he was heartbroken, and he felt very guilty and blamed himself, and he had been living in the pain of losing his wife and children for the past fifteen years.