"Go down and talk. The old man was silent for a long time, and lowered his head and flew down. The cloud head flowed down to the small courtyard of the thatched hut, and when the four of them stood still and turned into white mist and drifted away, the old man entered the thatched hut in a hurry, the woman in white and the man followed, and Mo Cong followed in the end and also entered the thatched hut.

"This is your aunt, you don't need me to introduce you after getting along for so long, this is your second uncle. When he got to the hut and sat down, the old man casually introduced the woman in white and the man.

"Second uncle is good. Mo Cong respectfully saluted the martial man, he had heard of this second uncle for a long time, but today was the first time he saw it, and he felt very strange.

The man didn't speak, just nodded his head in greeting.

"Auntie, my parents were ...... What the hell is going on?" Mo Cong asked the woman in white instead.

"I haven't met your parents, and I've only heard about them. The woman in white said.

"How could it be, the demon immortal of the Divine Demon Palace said that I fell into the world more than twenty years ago, and the immortal of the Martial Spirit Palace said that my mother was immortal after giving birth to me, how many years have you been an immortal in the heavenly realm, how could you not have seen my mother?" Mo Cong was surprised.

"The heavenly realm is divided into many, many layers, your mother is on the highest level, I am only at a relatively low level, how can I see her. The woman in white said.

"Aren't you all immortals of the Martial Spirit Palace, why are you still divided into so many layers?" Mo Cong was even more surprised.

"This ...... One is that the cultivation is different, and the other is that the identity is different, so although they are all immortals of the Martial Spirit Palace, there are still differences. Your mother is a legendary Saint Monarch-level immortal, and she is the leader of the Martial Spirit Palace after the Martial Saint Immortal Monarch, and a little immortal like me can't see a top-level immortal like her. The woman in white said.

"Then what happened to them back then, how could they cause a war of immortals, and how could they suddenly stop fighting like those demon immortals said, and then agreed that I would go to the palace of gods and demons?" Mo Cong asked.

"I don't know exactly what's going on, the war of the gods has already ended 1,600 years ago when I went to heaven, not to mention me, even the ancestral gods around me don't know the inside story. The woman in white said.

"How so. It's impossible for no one to know, right?" Mo Cong said in disbelief.

"How can I say it, the immortals of the Martial Spirit Palace actually don't talk much about this matter, and even take a deliberate evasive attitude, when it comes to this topic, everyone is secretive, it seems that they know a little bit but everyone doesn't say it, so I don't know very well. The woman in white shook her head and said.

"Okay, then...... Old man, can you not tell my third sister about me first, I don't know how to face them now. Mo Cong thought for a moment and said to the old man with mixed feelings.

"You don't have to think about it, no matter who you are. You are still Mo Cong in their eyes, you used to be brother and sister, and now you are still brother and sister, the old man thinks that it is better for you to explain things clearly to them openly and honestly earlier, but it is awkward to hide and conceal, but he doesn't know how to face them. The old man said.

"Yes, then I'll go back and tell them more about it. Mo Cong's heart was chaotic and couldn't calm down, and he wanted to digest and digest it by himself, and he wanted to find someone to talk to, and when he heard that the old man was reasonable, he decided not to hide it from Mo Xiao and Mo Min.

"Hmm. I see that you can't calm down and cultivate now, so it's better to go back to Montenegro for a while and calm down. The old man said.

"Okay, then I'll go down the mountain for a while. Mo Cong's mood at this time was indeed up and down, and he couldn't calm down. I couldn't sit still in the hut, and when I heard the old man say this, I got up and took my leave.

He has often asked about his parents since he was a child, but he didn't expect the final situation to be like this, and Mo Cong has experienced too many things today. While practicing, he was pulled up to the clouds and said what the demon lord was, and finally knew his father's situation and said that his father was dead, and when he asked his mother, his mother was gone. And the father and mother turned out to be the legendary immortal men and women who caused the war of the gods, and the two factions of immortals are still tense and angry, and they both want him to stay on their side, in the face of this situation, Mo Cong's heart is surging and chaotic.

He respectfully saluted the three of them and went down the mountain, and the clouds and mist in the small courtyard of the hut were disturbed by his flying figure for a while, and then slowly returned to an ethereal state.

"The three of us have also gotten together, what should we do about this child, let's discuss it. After Mo Cong left, the old man said straight to the point.

"There's nothing to discuss, Mo Cong is a descendant of the Demon Monarch does not mean that he will definitely become a Demon Lord, half of him is the bloodline of our Martial Spirit Palace, and he has cultivated the Heavenly Dragon Heart Method for so many years, of course, he must continue to stay in Lingyun Mountain to cultivate. The woman in white said.

"What do you mean?" the old man asked the man.

"What do I mean...... Anyway, all the immortal elders said that they wanted to leave Mo Cong behind, so I don't mean anything. The man said.

"Then there will be no disagreement between the three of us, now the key depends on what Mo Cong thinks, whether he wants to return to the God and Demon Palace or stay here. The old man said.

"Didn't Mo Cong say that he wanted to stay here, and said that if the Gods and Demons Palace wanted to go to war, he would not hesitate to fight, what else did he think if he was so resolute?"

"This is just something that is said in an excited mood, and it is not clear what will happen in the end, don't you see that he is very confused, and it may take a while to calm down before making a final decision. The old man said.

"Then what if he decides to go to the Gods and Demons Palace?" the man worried.

"Then go ahead, there's nothing to say. The old man said.

"Big brother, you have cultivated Mo Cong for more than 20 years, and you have raised him for more than 10 years, don't you have any feelings for him, how can you let him leave?"

"It can't be said that there are no feelings, only that the way to express feelings is different. I was originally a person of Xianyun Yehe, and the discipline of my disciples is also Xianyun Yehe, as long as it is not a violation of heavenly principles and a loss of conscience, I basically don't ask what they do. Now it is normal for Mo Cong to go to the Gods and Demons Palace or stay here, and I have nothing to stop. The old man said.

"I don't care, I'm going to stop him, no matter what he decides, I won't let him go, and you have to find a way to keep him. The woman in white spoke very casually in front of the old man and the man, and she didn't have the momentum and posture of her ancestors in front of Mo Cong at all, just like a wayward little sister.

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When the three of them were talking, Mo Cong was rushing all the way down the mountain, and the mountain road of Lingyun Mountain, which he had walked many times, gave him a very different feeling this time, and he couldn't tell what it felt.

Soon at the bottom of the mountain, Mo Cong sat by the river for a while, thought about the crystal clear river for a while, and then got up blankly and flew outside the forest.

He originally wanted to go back to Black Mountain, but as he walked, he suddenly didn't want to go back to Black Mountain, but turned around and flew west to the back of the Giant Spirit Pass. This year, Long Guo didn't know why he didn't call, everything was calm in the Giant Spirit Pass, only the Northern Route Army was practicing daily vigilance, Mo Cong did not make any stops in the pass, but flashed out of the pass and came to the vast grassland.

There is no war, the grassland is blue sky and white clouds, vast and quiet, and the wind with the smell of grass is slowly blowing on the face. Mo Cong wandered around the location of the Xianbei camp for a while, and roughly determined the place where he got the Mawang knife back then. The grass is full of withered and changing grass, the Xianbei camp of the year has long ceased to exist, and the prince of Longguo, who held the Mawang knife back then, has also been reincarnated in life and death and does not know where to go, only the Mawang knife is really in Mo Cong's hand.

He sat blankly on the grassland and looked at the Lingyun Mountain that reached into the sky, and looked at the tall and stretching Juling Pass, and the past came to mind one by one. Mo Cong went up and down the mountain many years ago to join the army and enter the customs, which was basically smooth and calm, and after killing the prince of Longguo here that night and getting the Ma Wang Knife, all the peace was broken, the Demon Sect came to chase and kill, Murong Mingyue came to take revenge, all kinds of hatred and love entanglements came one after another, and the treacherous clouds intensified, and the fate between him and the Ma Wang Dao became tighter and more inseparable.

"Am I really the Demon Lord?" Mo Cong thought silently as he sat on the grassland. (To be continued......)