On the country road to the territory of Liulizong, Li Lei followed He Wentian and Li Xun leisurely.

"Xiao Lei, where have you and your father been in the past five years?" He Wentian still had a gentle smile on his face.

Li Lei said sweetly: "Uncle He, you don't know, we have been in Fujia Village for the past few years, Fujia Village is good, there are Uncle Yuan, there are aunts, and Brother Fu Jie, Brother Fu Jie is my father's apprentice, their family is good to us, and the roasted sweet potatoes made by my aunt are the best." ”

After He Wentian heard this, he picked up Li Lei and said with a smile: "Okay, come, Uncle He hugs you, are you tired of walking for so long?"

"Not tired, not tired at all. ”

Staying on He Wentian's body, Li Lei hugged He Wentian's neck and smiled.

At this moment, He Wentian's face suddenly changed, and a black gas rushed up directly.

He Wentian hurriedly put Li Lei down, propped himself on the ground with one hand, and spit out a mouthful of black blood.

"Old He, how is it? Is it a toxic attack?" Li Xun hurriedly came over and helped He Wentian sit down, with his palms printed on He Wentian's back.

After a long time, Li Xun retracted his palms, and He Wentian slowly opened his eyes, his face was pale and bloodless.

"Uncle He, how is it? Okay, let's drink some water. ”

Li Lei passed the water with an anxious face.

He Wentian took a sip of water and touched Xiao Li Lei's head and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Uncle He is fine, just take a rest, but we may have to spend the night here tonight." ”

Li Xun stood up and said: "Lao He, you and Xiao Lei take a rest here, I'll go to the woods to get some food, and then pick up some dry firewood, we will rest here tonight, your body is important." ”

"Xiao Lei, you take good care of your Uncle He here. ”

As he spoke, Li Xun turned around and walked directly towards the grove not far away.

Li Lei put the burden on the ground and said to He Wentian: "Uncle He, come, you sit on the burden, it's cold on the ground." ”

He Wentian kindly touched Li Lei's head and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Uncle He is fine, this happens every few days, just take a rest, you don't have to worry, Uncle He vomited blood and scared you just now, right?"

Li Lei shook his head vigorously and said, "No, it's not scary." ”

"Well, Xiao Lei is a good boy, you will have to honor your father in the future, he has been really bitter all these years. ”

He Wentian's words made Li Lei pay attention to it, for so many years, Li Lei has always known that his father has something on his mind, because he often sees Li Xun standing alone in the night in a daze.

And he asked Li Xun more than once, but Li Xun used Li Lei's young age as an excuse to shirk it.

"Uncle He, can you tell me about my father's affairs back then? I feel that my father has something hidden from me in his heart, and I often see my father alone in a daze. ”

"It seems that your father didn't tell you about him, so let Uncle He tell you. ”

Saying that, He Wentian pulled Li Lei down to his side, looked into the distance, his face was full of smiles, and then said: "Actually, your father has two major regrets in his life, the first is that he has never been able to break through the Sword Sect.

Your father and our cultivation are different.

In ancient times, there was a Yuan Sword Sect and a Demon Sword Sect on the mainland, and the Demon Sword Heart Method was very prosperous at that time, but then I didn't know that Weishenme had declined, coupled with the suppression of the Yuan Sword Sect.

By now in society, the magic sword has disappeared from the mainland, and only a very small number of people can practice magic sword swordsmanship.

And your master is the thirteenth generation of the Demon Sword Lineage, and for so many years, your master has been in the important task of revitalizing the Demon Sword Lineage, but he has reached the current age, but his cultivation has never been able to break through the Sword Sect's cultivation, hey. This is also something that he is distressed about. ”

"Uncle He, didn't you say that Daddy has two things, and what about one more?"

After hearing Li Lei's words, He Wentian hesitated, because he didn't know whether he should tell Li Lei or not.

After thinking about it for a long time, he sighed and said, "You still have to know about this sooner or later;

This happened thirty years ago, when your father's master, that is, your master's cultivation has reached the peak of the Sword Emperor, and he is also a rare powerhouse on the mainland, and your master is also in the prime of life, and his cultivation is also in the early stage of the Sword Sect.

Your father and I also met at that time, in addition to me and your father, there are two other people, one is Murong Aoxiong, the young sect master of the Tianyuan Sect, that is, the current sect master of the Tianyuan Sect, he is seven years younger than me and three years younger than your father. At that time, there was another person, and it was because of her that your father became like this.

In fact, your dad didn't get this old many years ago, and it's because of her that she became like this. ”

As he spoke, He Wentian sighed alone.

In Li Lei's heart, Li Xun is his only relative, and after hearing He Wentian's words, Li Lei stood up directly and said angrily: "Who is she?"

He Wentian looked at Li Lei's excited appearance, sighed deeply, and then said: "He is like Qin Siqin, the wife of the sect leader of the Yuan Sect today, Siqin and your father were originally in love, but your father has never been able to cultivate because of the cultivation of the magic sword.

In addition, there is also Murong Aoxiong who likes Siqin, and Zuihou married Siqin to Murong Aoxiong because Siqin's father took a fancy to Tianyuanzong's backer.

For this reason, your father has become what he is now, originally your father went to Tianyuan Sect, but Siqin said that he was married and didn't see your father.

Your father fought with Murong Aoxiong for this, at that time, Murong Aoxiong was already a cultivator in the early stage of the Sword King, and your father would be an opponent, and he was seriously injured by Murong Aoxiong.

Your master is angry, and he ran to Tianyuan Sect to take revenge.

The war of decades ago is still vivid in my mind. The magic sword is really powerful, but it is too difficult to cultivate, your master alone used the cultivation of the peak of the Sword Emperor to fight Murong Aotian, that is, the sect master of the Tianyuan Sect at that time, Murong Aoxiong's father, the sky was dark, but Murong Aotian's cultivation at that time was a consciousness sword saint, zuihou your master still lost half a move because his cultivation was slightly lower.

Since then, your master has never picked himself up because of that battle, and he died of depression a few years later.

Since then, your father has been bent on breaking through his cultivation, and Siqin's matter has also buried him deep in his heart.

Hey, your father's life is really too hard, he has traveled all over the continent in the past few decades, but he has never broken through his cultivation, and in the past few decades, that is, when I saw him with you this time, I saw a smile on his face.

You have to fight for it in the future, so that you can honor your father, you know?"

Hearing about his father's past, Li Lei's heart couldn't help but feel sour, and then nodded solemnly: "Well, I will definitely honor my father well in the future, I must work hard to cultivate, and I will definitely be ashamed of my father and master in the future." ”

"What are you talking about? ”

I saw Li Xun walking here with a pheasant in his hand and some dry firewood.

Li Lei hurriedly wiped away the tears on his face, stood up and said with a smile: "It's okay, Dad, I'll help you." ”

The night slowly came, Li Lei sat next to him alone, watching his father and He Wentian sitting there, with a fiery red light on their faces, showing a happy smile.

Li Lei knew that this smiling face would only appear because of his appearance, seeing this, Li Lei couldn't help but feel sour in his heart, and said silently in his heart: "Dad, Lei'er will definitely help you in the future, Lei'er will." ”

The heart that wants to become stronger began to slowly sprout from Li Lei's heart at this moment, not for others, but for this kind and smiling face of his father.