The white-haired boy lying on the old peach tree didn't seem to care how much fun the children of his age were playing not far away, as if he was only sinking into his own world.

"Look at that kid from Qianyan, he has been like this since he was a child, he never comes to play with us, he doesn't exercise with us, he looks so stupid alone" One of the boys with a ponytail who looked like a child pointed to the white-haired boy and said,

"I tell you, my mother said that he was born possessed by the devil in the abyss of the back mountain, so he has white hair since he was a child, and told me not to play with him, otherwise he will eat him one day," another little boy said mysteriously clinging to the child's head.

"Heh, you are not allowed to say that, Brother Qianyan, he is not a devil, my mother said that he is the reincarnation of the gods, so he is different from us, I don't play with you villains."

A little girl blushed and angrily scolded them, and ran away.

"Brother Qianyan, can you fold a peach blossom for me?" the little girl ran to the old peach tree where the white-haired boy was lying, and said cautiously.

The white-haired boy opened his eyes and spit out the thatch in his mouth and sat up,

"Okay, Xiaoling, here you go." The white-haired boy handed the flower branch in his hand to the little girl named Xiaoling. "Thousand, come back

“。 A young woman shouted at the entrance of the village, "Brother Qianyan, your mother is calling you."

“。 The little girl glanced at the entrance of the village and said. "Well, I'm leaving

“。 The white-haired boy Dugu Qianyan jumped off the old peach tree and walked towards the village. He didn't look at the children, as if he weren't talking about them. Walking up to the middle-aged woman, Dugu Qianyan asked

"Mother, is there something wrong?"

"Qianyan, you forgot that today is fifteen, and you should go to the altar for healing

“。 The woman doted on the white hair that touched Dugu Qianyi, and a little sadness flashed in her eyes. "Mother, don't need it, this is not a disease, if it is really a disease, it should be cured for so many years, not to mention that except for the hair is a little strange, I am in good health, and I will never get sick

Dugu Qianyan looked at his mother and said helplessly, "You won't say this kind of thing in the future, you know?" The woman looked at him a little angrily and said.

"Okay" Dugu Qianyan could only nod at this, although he knew that this might never be cured.

The Taoyuan tomb is used to worship a wooden high-rise building, the building is obviously more gorgeous than other residences, full of ancient and old atmosphere, in front of the two doors carved two fierce gods and evil door gods, but I can't see which two gods, but it looks like it belongs to the category of fierce gods.

At this time, in front of the door of the priesthood, there was a row of anxious people, about eight people. Except for one who is middle-aged, the rest are the kind that is about to enter the ground, but everyone looks ruddy, and they are not like the kind of longevity that is about to end, but the look on their faces betrays the calmness that the old man should have.

When Dugu Qianyan's mother and son came to everyone, the faces of several people finally changed.

"Father, grandfathers, hello" Dugu Qianyan greeted them first.

"Well, Qianyan, you go in quickly, don't delay. One of the old men quickly pulled Dugu Qianyan over, pushed open the door and walked in. "Father, can you succeed this time"?

Dugu Qianyan's father looked at an old man and asked anxiously,

"I don't know, but Mo Lao said that this time he would help that kid Qianyan, if this doesn't work, we can only accept our fate."

The old man was also full of helplessness.

"Brother Jie, it's all my fault, if I don't go to the back mountain when I'm pregnant with a thousand deaths, maybe the thousands of deaths won't be like this."

Dugu Qianyan's mother, Li Li'er, lay down in front of his father Dugujie's chest, and cried as she spoke.

"Li'er, I don't blame you for this, maybe I created something evil in my last life." said that Dugujie was also red-eyed.

A group of old men really can't stand it anymore.

"Don't chirp crookedly, isn't it that Qianyan hasn't come out yet, besides, he's really not a disease, you all know what the situation was when Qianyan was born, it's a cloud of blood, the sky and the earth change color, and all beasts are wailing, even my old bones almost knelt down under that majestic momentum. And soon the old monk came over, and he confirmed my thoughts. This world is too big for you to imagine. The martial arts cultivators outside are too powerful, just like the gods in your mouth, but in the eyes of the superiors, they are not even ants, and they are not taken seriously by others at all. There are all kinds of physiques in the outside world, even the Holy Body, but we are too lonely and unheard. It's just a special constitution, so there's nothing to worry about."

An old man spoke eloquently. seemed to be persuading Dugujie and his wife, but his brows were furrowed very deeply, and no one knew what he was thinking.