Ji Wenming strode into the meteor, with the help of the spell wind technique back to Linshui Town, went straight to the back mountain, saw the spell returned safely, Ji Dao was quite happy, the wrinkled old face was smiling, he put the spell on the bed, and asked people to take good care of it, and then said to Ji Wenming: "Wen Ming, I have translated the Dragon Sleep Heart Sutra you want, this is a backup for you! Hey, what's wrong with you? Why are you hesitant?"

Ji Wenming took the Longmian Heart Sutra, stuffed it into his pocket, and said coldly: "Master, what happened to my father? Why didn't you tell me?"

Only then did he know why he was unhappy, and it seemed that someone had leaked the news, which made him worried.

Ji Dao sighed and said: "Wen Ming, Emperor Shun ordered to imprison your father and several of your brothers, this happened too suddenly, I have just found out, now, you are the only one left in the Kun Bo bloodline, you can rest assured, as long as I am alive for a day, no one will hurt you! The future of the Xiahou clan is on your shoulders!"

Ji Dao looked at Ji Wenming, the heart of his fist, and his earnest feelings were fully revealed, and he did not hide it.

Ji Wenming said: "My grandfather misunderstood me! My father had an accident, how could I live alone? Now that I know about this and want to leave home to save his old man, do you have anything to say?"

Ji Dao panicked in his heart, and said: "What? Go to your father? That's not good! Now, you are the only lone seedling in the Xia Hou clan's Cang Bo lineage, and I will never let you go! Your father has already stepped into the realm of the Yuan Fetus, and he has not been suppressed by the masters sent by Emperor Shun? If there is a point of hope, he will not be able to be arrested! With your strength, it will not help anything, but it will be risky!"

Ji Wenming said excitedly: "I am a son of man, a minister, loyalty and filial piety is the right way, how can I forget my duty because of lack of strength? Besides, how can my Xiahou clan have a generation that surrenders without a fight? Third uncle, I have rescued it, the iron buffalo escaped into the dark area, and it is difficult to return, Linshui Village has also settled down, now, I want to find my father, I have made up my mind, if you stop me, then I ......"

Ji Dao was furious and said: "Wen Ming, now that you are one of the elders of the clan, you are no longer a child, how can you be rash? After the desolation sacrifice, the Xia Hou clan has many talents, and it is expected to take off, with this kind of revitalization attitude, in a few decades, there will not be a human emperor, you only need to endure for a while, maybe there will be a human emperor, you believe me, the temporary sacrifice is just for greater development!"

Ji Wenming got up abruptly and said in a slumber voice: "Master, I understand all the truth you said, but if I don't go, I am ashamed to be a son of man, where can I still be qualified to compete for the position of human emperor? Besides, I am not here, and I am doing the same thing as my father, but for the sake of the development of the clan! But now that my father is in trouble, how can I live alone?"

Ji Wenming didn't want to distinguish with Ji Dao again, the old man was serious, and the interests of the clan were the main thing everywhere, he was afraid that the old man would leave him, so he got up and saluted, and then said: "Master, take care of your health, if Wen Ming can not die, he will return!"

Emperor Shun only punished the evil, and did not correct the rest, wouldn't you send it to the door to be slaughtered?"

It's a pity that Ji Wenming insisted on going his own way, and he had gone far in a moment.

In an instant, Ji Dao seems to have aged a lot, since the desolate sacrifice, in order to grow the clan bloodline, he overdrew his energy, and then he grew old, and then he was robbed in Linshui Village, and the lover fell into the crypt, between the day and night work, he reappeared old, and now, Ji Wenming left angrily, and the news he deliberately concealed was leaked out, I am afraid that this child is facing a situation of nine deaths and one life!

Ji Dao knew Ji Wenming's temper, even if he forcibly stopped him, it might not be a blessing, he couldn't help but sigh, his hands trembled, he couldn't wait to be fifty years younger, and he personally went out to save Ji Kun.

It's a pity that he is old, he cares too much, thinks too much, and leaves in a hurry, and he has to clean up a lot of things to avoid spreading the news and causing a difficult situation at home and abroad! Thinking of this, the wrinkles on Ji Dao's face deepened a few times.

Hearing the quarrel between the two, he struggled to jump out of bed, walked to Ji Dao's side, held his arm, and whispered, "Master, why don't I walk around with Wen Ming?"

Looking at the pale and weak appearance of the mantra, he shook his head and said: "The witch sacrifice is already the last force I can leave for Kun, and there is no room for loss, besides, your soul is three-dimensional, and your body is empty, I am afraid it will be difficult to come back after thousands of miles! I am old, and I will soon follow my ancestors, you are the greatest support I left for Wen Ming, you must live!"

Ji Ji didn't expect Ji Dao to value himself so much, and said with a tight face: "That Wen ordered him to ......"

Ji Dao frowned and said, "I'm thinking of a way! I can't say that I have to ask those old monsters to come forward and secretly defend one or two." ”

Ji Dao has a respected status in the clan, but he has little power, and he is vacated by the young people under him.

He is already over one hundred and fifty years old, and his essence and blood have long dried up, if it weren't for the way of health preservation, he had taken the fairy grass spirit fruit when he was young, and he would have already traveled westward with a crane, and now only the witch sacrifice line is firmly controlled by him, and the rest of the forces in the tribe are about to leave, if something really happens to Uncle Kun, he is not sure that he can mobilize some strength to keep the status of Xi Wenming.

Rather than let Ji Wenming suffer in the clan, it is better to let him out to see the vast cruelty of the world, if this child can really come back alive, it will be a real blessing, there are many grinding, and it may not be able to lead the Xiahou clan to become strong.

It's just that just let Ji Wenming leave and face the test of nine deaths and one life, Ji Dao is sad in his heart, God is jealous of talents, Wenming is only nineteen years old, and he is beginning to take off, so he has to face so much pressure and tests, this is really jealous of talents!

Not to mention the chagrin and remorse of Ji Dao, just talking about Ji Wen's life, he left Linshui Village and went by boat, but he didn't expect to leave so hurriedly this time, and he came back for a day, and he had to leave again before he could stay for a long time.

My father was imprisoned in Hayama?Where is Hayama?Is my father fine now?How many brothers are well?Ji Wenming's heart is like an arrow at this moment, and he can't wait to leave and come to his father's face, and carefully ask why things have developed to such a point!

Knowing the exact news of his father, Ji Wenming was in a state of confusion for a while, and the rough and bold image of his father gradually appeared in his mind, the last time they met, it was a trip to Tu Mountain, and his father was busy with official business, but he still didn't worry about himself, so he rushed to the periphery of Tu Mountain, beat away the old ghost of the Eagle Clan, let himself successfully kill the elder of the Crane Clan, and absorbed his Yuan Fetus Law.

At that time, my father's sideburns seemed to have gray hair! Going back again, after ten years of water control, he had already left Chongshan when he was six or seven years old, and took several older brothers to run in the most flooded areas, but unfortunately he was too young, otherwise he could have stayed with him for a long time!

Recalling the bits and pieces of his father, Ji Wenming gradually thought for a long time, and kept shouting in his heart: "Dad, you must hold on!"