Jiang Xuan walked to the location of the head of the house and decided to take temporary leave and return to his hometown.

After hearing his request, the head of the sect simply agreed, but asked him to return to the sect three days later at most.

Jiang Xuan promised, and then left the Star Treasure Boat and plunged into the vast night.

Others were flying in the air, taking advantage of the cover of the night, and flew towards their old house in Fujingzhong.

Many places in Fujing are just starting to light up at this time, and the Qinglou restaurant and some big families are not lively, but the Jiang family's ancestral house has already turned off the lights and is quiet.

Jiang Shouheng has always had the habit of going to bed early, Jiang Xuan knew this, and decided to wait until tomorrow to talk to his grandfather in detail.

He floated into the old mansion and found that many parts of the house had been renovated.

The divine sense swept out, and in the private houses near the old mansion, Jiang Xuan sensed a number of martial arts breaths that were not weak.

Those martial artists, obviously from the General's Mansion, were placed by Han Wushuang near Jiang's house and were responsible for taking care of Jiang Xuan's grandfather.

Jiang Xuan quietly walked into the house, opened the door, and walked into his room.

He had been gone for more than half a year, but his room had not changed at all, and there was no dust on the bed or table, and it was clear that someone was cleaning it every day.

Jiang Xuan couldn't help but lie down on the bed, and the familiarity and intimacy from the bed made him, who hadn't slept well for a long time, fall asleep unconsciously.

When he woke up, it was already dawn in the east, and Jiang Xuan only felt refreshed and full of energy.

He got up, stretched his waist, and felt that the golden nest and silver nest were not as good as his own kennel, and he slept too comfortably this night.

"Crunch—"

Jiang Xuan was about to open the door to find his grandfather, but he never thought that his door was opened first, and Jiang Shouheng, who was full of silver hair, walked in.

Jiang Shouheng seemed to open the door habitually, swept his kind gaze into Jiang Xuan's room, and then stayed for a moment.

"Grandpa. ”

Jiang Xuan stepped forward with a smile.

"Xiao Xuan, when did you come back?"

Jiang Shouheng was overjoyed while being surprised, and looked Jiang Xuan in front of him up and down.

"Yes, people have grown taller and stronger, how are you doing in the Star Picking Sect?"

Jiang Shouheng grabbed Jiang Xuan, followed by a series of questions, shushing and asking for warmth.

Jiang Xuan answered one by one with a smile, and the grandfather and grandson walked out of the room.

"Young Master Jiang is back?"

"Young Master Jiang is good!"

When the servants in the house saw Jiang Xuan, their expressions were all lifted, and their faces were full of reverence and restraint.

Jiang Xuan nodded in response, sat down with his grandfather, ate a delicious breakfast, and chatted at the same time.

"Grandpa, I came back this time mainly for the agreed matter between you and me. I am now an inner disciple of the Star Picking Sect. ”

During the banquet, Jiang Xuan said frankly, with a solemn face.

When Jiang Shouheng heard this, the expression on his kind face changed for a while, and finally sighed faintly.

"Grandpa once thought about not letting you know about this matter for the rest of his life, because if he knew, he probably wouldn't change anything. ”

Jiang Shouheng's eyes showed a look of reminiscence, and when he thought of his son, he felt sad.

"How did my parents die, and who killed them?"

Jiang Xuan took a deep breath and asked what he had guessed for a long time, and there was a chill in his eyes.

The truth about the death of his parents was never explained in detail by his grandfather, and he also said that if he wanted to know, he had to become an inner disciple of the Star Picking Sect first.

From this point, Jiang Xuan guessed that he might have an enemy, and that enemy was most likely a person from the cultivation world, and his strength was not bad.

In his heart, the hatred of killing his father and mother, no matter who that person is, he must make him pay the price, no matter what!

Jiang Shouheng stared at Jiang Xuan, but shook his head unexpectedly.

"You're wrong, but your parents aren't dead. ”

Jiang Xuan's expression was shocked, and his face was a little incredulous.

"Over the years, grandpa, why did you say they had passed away......

"They weren't dead, at least when they left. Let me tell you that they are dead, it was your father's idea. ”

Jiang Shouheng sighed and slowly told an old story.

It turned out that the ancestors of the Jiang family were also once a family of cultivators, and they have been living in seclusion in Fujing for many generations.

But with the passage of time, the Jiang family gradually declined, and by the time of Jiang Shouheng's father's generation, it had completely disconnected from the cultivation family.

"Your father, Jiang Li, has been obsessed with martial arts since he was a child, and he is even more fascinated by the world of cultivation. He wanted to revive the Jiang family, and when he was eighteen years old, he left home to visit the fairy fate. ”

"Later, he came back, I don't know what the experience was, but he did step into the path of a cultivator, and when he came back, he brought a woman with an excellent temperament, that is, your mother Lin Miaohan, and held you in her hand who was waiting to be fed at that time. ”

Jiang Shouheng recalled the past and sighed with emotion.

"They settled down at home, the two of them loved each other sweetly, and my old bones also teased my grandson, and my life was peaceful and peaceful. Your father was originally determined to cultivate the Dao, but when he returned, he never mentioned it, and only wanted to live a mortal life. ”

"But the good times didn't last long, when you were four years old, eleven years ago, an uninvited guest came to your door. ”

Jiang Shouheng's eyes showed sadness, the events of that day made Jiang Xuan an orphan, and he also lost his son and daughter-in-law.

"That is a cultivator who can fly to the heavens and the earth, after coming to our house, he forcibly took away your father and mother, I tried to stop it, but I was broken by a palm, and since then I have fallen ill. ”

They were gone and were not heard from until three months later, when your father returned home alone with a dejected face. ”

I asked him questions, but he didn't answer anything, and after drinking heavily for many days, he left a few words and resolutely turned away. ”

"He said, forgive him for his unfilial piety, he is going to your mother, and in this life he will be considered dead. And I want you to tell you that your parents have all died, so you can live this life in peace. ”

After Jiang Shouheng finished speaking, there were almost tears in his old eyes.

He hid this truth for ten years.

Every time he thought of his son's decadence and the death intent in his eyes when he left, he felt sad from his heart.

A good family was broken up like this, and he never knew what was going on.

Over the years, he has been guarding this old mansion, and even when he was most threatened by the Li family, he refused to give up.

Isn't it because he is afraid that his son will come back one day, and he will not find him, the old man and the young son?

The ancestral house is the only connection between the son and daughter-in-law who have no news and them, and deep down in his heart, he always holds a thought.

Perhaps one day, both of them will return safely.

After listening to his grandfather's statement, Jiang Xuan's eyes were almost red.

He didn't expect that his parents were not dead and were forced to separate.

He didn't know what happened back then, but he was deeply touched by his father's departure.

If given a choice, what parent would give up their own flesh and blood?

His father made him think they were dead, which shows how helpless his choice was in the first place.

I am afraid that the grief he endured at that time was beyond his imagination. His love for his mother has also surpassed everything and made him do whatever it takes.

"What happened back then, and who is the cultivator who single-handedly caused all this?"

Jiang Xuan's breathing became tight, and anger sparked in his eyes.

Everything came from the monk who came back then.

He not only broke his grandfather's leg, but also kidnapped his parents, creating the current situation.

After Jiang Xuan heard the truth, he instead had more mysteries.

Is his father still alive? Where did he go?

And his mother, what happened back then, is she still alive?

Even Jiang Shouheng didn't know all the mysteries, I am afraid that only his parents himself, or the cultivator back then, could explain everything.

"That cultivator back then, I listened to the tone of his words, like a local person in the Cloud Sea Realm. He has great powers, and your father said that his realm is above the innate level. ”

Jiang Shouheng revealed to Jiang Xuan that this was also the reason why he wanted Jiang Xuan to become a disciple of the Star Picking Sect before he was willing to reveal the truth.

The enemy is a person who cultivates the world, and his cultivation is not bad, if Jiang Xuan is only a mortal in his life, what if he knows the truth?

He couldn't change anything at all, it only added to his sorrow.

Jiang Shouheng guessed that this was also the reason why Jiang Xuan's father lied that they were dead, and he just wanted this son to live his life in peace and security, without having to carry these heavy things.

Jiang Xuan's heart was burning with anger.

His Jiang family's wife was separated, and he couldn't enjoy the joy of family life when he was old, and the little one became an orphan, all thanks to that unknown monk!

"The local cultivator of the Cloud Sea Realm, above the innate realm, is the Yuan Liquid Realm, right?"

Jiang Xuan's eyes were cold, there were not many Yuan Liquid Realm cultivators in the Cloud Sea Realm, as long as he had the heart to investigate, he would definitely be able to find out.

It was almost impossible for a mortal to get in touch with a cultivator in that realm, but with his current strength and status, there was definitely hope to find out the other party!

As long as he finds out that person, it will probably be clear whether his parents are dead or alive, and he will be able to solve all the mysteries!

Thinking of this, Jiang Xuan couldn't help but ask his grandfather again and again, wanting to know about the specific appearance and characteristics of that cultivator.

"The man was probably middle-aged, average-looking, wearing a white robe at the time, and he didn't seem to have any obvious features. ”

Jiang Shouheng hesitated, trying to remember.

Jiang Xuan frowned, if it was just such a description, I am afraid that there would be a bunch of monks in the Yunhai Realm who met the characteristics, and if he wanted to find that person, he would simply look for a needle in a haystack.

"By the way, there is a half-moon-shaped birthmark on his palm! I saw it with my own eyes when he broke my leg!"

Jiang Shouheng recalled the details of the original and said suddenly.

"Birthmarks?"

Jiang Xuan's eyes lit up, things like birthmarks have always been born and highly recognizable.

What's more, the birthmark of the enemy still grows on the hand and has obvious characteristics.

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