Looking at Yang Zhentian's speechless appearance, the blood-clothed cultivator said slowly:

"Over the years in the secret room, I have seen too many inconsistencies from Le Kongming's body.

Perhaps, for people like them, sacrificing other people's lives to achieve their own goals is a matter of course, because the person who sacrifices is not himself, so he can always behave so righteously. ”

Hearing the blood-clothed cultivator say such words, Yang Zhentian's heart was as if he had knocked over the five-flavor bottle, and all kinds of tastes came to his heart for a while.

When the blood-clothed cultivator saw Yang Zhentian's restless look, a dark light couldn't help but flash in his eyes, and at the same time, he pretended not to care and looked up at the increasingly gloomy sky, and said:

"I don't think it's too early, and now that you've decided to continue with the task that Nakuko Ming has given you, I won't say anything more.

As long as you agree to do everything you said before, then it's not impossible for me to give you a ride. ”

Hearing the blood-clothed cultivator's words as if he had agreed, Yang Zhentian's heart did not have a trace of excitement, and he nodded at the blood-clothed cultivator with mixed feelings, and said:

"Well, if you can promise to give me a ride, everything I said will count. What conditions you have, you can say now. As long as I can do it, I will never talk back. ”

When the blood-clothed cultivator heard this, a smile that seemed to be very satisfied leaked from his face, and then, he said slowly:

"Let's not mention the conditions or anything for the time being. It's just that, before leaving, can you finish the interrupted story first? I really want to know what kind of background I have. ”

Hearing the blood-clothed cultivator's inquiry, Yang Zhentian couldn't help but stagnate. He actually didn't know anything about the life history of the Bloody Cultivator, and everything he just said was already all he knew.

In this case, Yang Zhentian said with a little embarrassment:

"Actually, I don't know too much about your specific background. ”

"Isn't it too clear?"

Hearing Yang Zhentian say this, the blood-clothed cultivator's brows immediately furrowed, and the easy-going feeling he had just shown was also retracted, replaced by a chill that made people feel cold and piercing.

Yang Zhentian, who felt the change in the atmosphere around him, knew that the blood-clothed cultivator was not satisfied with his answer. In this case, Yang Zhentian had to think hard about some details of the year, and after a long while, he spoke again:

"On the twelfth night of the empty day, I can only tell you as much as I know, and I don't know how much it can help you. ”

After saying this, Yang Zhentian did not pause again, and continued directly:

"I remember that night, after we rescued you from the corpse pile in the back mountain of Kongming Mountain, the landlord personally examined you.

The landlord once judged based on the flesh and chrysalis and blood left on your body that you were a living sacrifice set up in the altar and underground palace of the Cloud Pavilion that day. As for what kind of formation you were used for, why you were used as a living sacrifice, and why you had these strange blood streaks on your body. All of this, I'm afraid only the person who set up the formation on the day of the Heavenly Opportunity Cloud Pavilion knows.

However, the landlord once said that the living sacrifice had been strictly forbidden by the Heavenly Machine Cloud Pavilion for many years, and some of the formation supernatural powers of the living sacrifice were only known to the top few people in the Heavenly Cloud Pavilion.

At the same time, since the flesh and blood chrysalis wrapped around you had been split by the Heavenly Thunder, there were definitely not many people who could put out this kind of taboo-level formation in the Heavenly Cloud Pavilion. As for who put you down this formation as a sacrifice, the landlord can't be sure. ”

"As for you, the landlord carefully checked the muscles and veins in your body at that time, and he once said that you were struck by thunder, and logically speaking, you should have died in the underground palace a long time ago. But those strange bloodsucking streaks on your body saved your life.

Back then, the Heavenly Machine Cloud Pavilion was destroyed overnight, and a large number of thieves entered the Kongming Mountain and turned the Heavenly Cloud Pavilion upside down. And you should have been thrown into the pile of corpses in the back mountain by some people who stole the dungeon from the dungeon where there were no corpses.

It is likely that the blood of the corpse has seeped into the flesh pupae that envelops you, causing some of the blood that has not completely dried up and died to regain its vitality after absorbing into the bloodstream.

The landlord believes that it is the flesh and blood of the countless corpses on Kongming Mountain that supports you to live to the twelfth day after the Heavenly Machine passed through the Cloud Pavilion and destroyed the door.

It is precisely because of this that the landlord named you the Twelve Nights of Kongming, which is the complete origin of your name. ”

Hearing Yang Zhentian say this, the blood-clothed cultivator's eyes trembled rapidly for the first time, and after muttering for a while, he asked a little unwillingly:

"Since my birthplace is so weird, with Le Kongming's suspicious character, didn't he continue to investigate afterwards?

Also, since Le Kongming personally named me and brought me back to Cangyin Building, then why was I raised by a fellow man from a sect?"

Yang Zhentian heard the question of the blood-clothed puppet and opened his mouth again to explain

"The reason why the landlord was in such a hurry to go to Kongming Mountain in person was because he thought that he could find some clues of the young master on Kongming Mountain.

But after checking the injuries of the deceased in Kongming Mountain, the landlord already knew clearly: the tragedy of the destruction of the Heavenly Machine Cloud Pavilion had nothing to do with the young master.

Therefore, after leaving Kongming Mountain, although the landlord was also very concerned about the follow-up development of the incident, he did not invest too much manpower and material resources.

As for you, the landlord really paid attention to you in the first two years, after all, the way you were born was too horrifying.

But it's a pity that you can't speak until you are two years old. Later, the landlord invited the wonderful hand rejuvenation Lu Shen Doctor to diagnose you.

After the diagnosis of Dr. Lu, I learned that because you had been struck by the thunder, your veins were burned, and the five senses were damaged, and only under the long-term nourishment of some extremely precious heavenly and earthly treasures could you gradually restore some of the five senses of ordinary people... ”

When Yang Zhentian said this, he was suddenly stunned.

The meridians are burned, and all five senses are damaged?!!!

Recalling Doctor Lu's diagnosis back then, Yang Zhentian seemed to think of something for a while, his pupils couldn't help shrinking, and he looked at the blood-clothed puppet with an extremely shocked expression

"You... You.. ”

Before Yang Zhentian could speak, the blood-clothed cultivator seemed to understand something, and said:

"So that's the case, Na Le Kongming must have listened to Dr. Na Lu's diagnosis, thinking that I have no hope of recovery in my life, and at the same time, he is reluctant to spend those precious heavenly treasures on me, so he casually abandoned me to his entourage.

And his entourage saw that Le Kongming didn't ask me for a long time, so they threw away me, a child who lacked five senses, down one by one, until finally, I was raised by the lowest pig killer in the sect. ”

Speaking of this, the blood-clothed cultivator suddenly let out a sneer:

"Providence, providence. If I had been living under the brocade clothes and jade food of Le Kongming, maybe by now, I would still be just a fool who doesn't have five senses. Thanks to Le Kongming's words for listening to that divine doctor, I had the opportunity to re-nourish my five senses. Hahaha... ”

"What?!"

PS: The male supporting role is very important, it belongs to the main character of this book, and he will have a lot of scenes in the Lingyun Divine Palace volume and the next few volumes. So,It takes a lot of pen and ink to write.,After the necessary foreshadowing is completed, it will return to the male protagonist's line.。

Finally, thanks to the cold red envelope, I have to say, local tyrant.