Early in the morning, Huangshan.

A thin mist shrouds the Huangshan Mountains for more than 100 miles, ancient crisp bamboo, birds singing and flowers.

It is said that Middle-earth has beautiful mountains and rivers and a pleasant climate, so the Demon Cult has wanted to occupy Middle-earth for so many years. This Yellow Mountain is located in the inner belly of the Middle Earth, and it is the world's premier scenic spot.

Among the Huangshan mountain range, the two peaks are the most famous, one of them is naturally the Guangming Peak where the Huangshan School Headquarters is located, which is ten thousand feet high, tall and steep, and gathers the world's mountain momentum Mahayana, which can be said to be rare in the world.

Another mountain peak, called Lotus Peak, is located in the west of Guangming Peak more than ten miles, although the mountain is not as tall and straight as Guangming Ding, but it is also standing out from the crowd, looking from a distance, it is like two optimus giants, supporting heaven and earth with a backbone.

The shade of the Lotus Peak is a strange stone valley, and the mountain sun is a valley, where a hundred flowers compete for beauty, butterflies fly, just like a fairyland on earth.

The Little Lingyun Cave Mansion, which has been passed down for several generations and spans thousands of years, is located in the valley.

Yang Zhaodi, who retired to the rivers and lakes for ten years for her son, looks no different from ten years ago, young, beautiful, and white, the only difference is that the rebellious spirit on her body when she was young has converged a lot.

The breeze blows slowly through the valley, the fragrance of flowers overflows, and the petals fly, like a dream.

In the valley, Yang Zhaodi stood in front of a sea of flowers, watching Yang Xi'er practice swords.

I have to say that Yang Xi'er has completely inherited all the advantages and all the shortcomings of his parents, with Yang Zhaodi's beauty and appearance, and Yun Xiaoxie's talent in the field of cultivation.

has Yang Zhaodi's arrogance, and also inherited Yun Xiaoxie's stubbornness when he was young.

Even, he's!

Yang Xi'er is holding a fairy sword at the moment, he is young, his sword moves are already good, stepping on the Seven Stars Xuanbu, walking in all directions, at his age, it is rare to have such a way, it seems that compared to a few months ago when the Guanxia Fairy died, his skills are much more agile.

Come to think of it, when the Guanxia Fairy passed away, he met the little tigress Mu Chuzi on the top of the light, that Mu Chuzi was only a few months older than him, but under Mu Chuzi's hands, he only had to be beaten, and in the past few months, he had secretly hated in his heart, practiced diligently, and vowed to find Mu Chuzi for revenge.

Yang Zhaodi watched her son dance the sword, nodded slightly, and was quite approving.

Not long after, in the cave surrounded by flowers and vines, a middle-aged woman in white clothes walked out, with an elegant and handsome appearance, who was the Lingyun Fairy.

Not long ago, Lingyun Fairy saw Yang Xi'er growing up, but her mother Yang Zhaodi was used to having a bad life, and she intended to teach Yang Xi'er in person, so the knot that the master and apprentice had buried in their hearts for twenty years and ten years was untied, and the relationship was a little closer.

Lingyun Fairy walked to Yang Zhaodi's side, looked at Yang Xie'er's tiger sword moves for a while, nodded and said: "Evil Er's recent period of time, progress has been very fast, this set of Huangshan Sect's Xuantian swordsmanship has begun to take shape, in a few decades, maybe like his father Yun Xiaoxie, become a new legend in the world." ”

Yang Zhaodi's brows suddenly tightened, and she said in a low voice: "Master, don't mention this matter again, the evil child is my child, and it has nothing to do with Yun Xiaoxie." ”

Lingyun Fairy sighed and said, "Di'er, it's been ten years, and even this knot in the teacher's heart has been untied, you should also look at it, so as not to be too deeply attached and miss the cultivation of your family." ”

Yang Zhaodi lowered her head and did not speak again.

Lingyun Fairy single-handedly pulled Yang Zhaodi to grow up, how could she not know what this beloved female disciple was thinking?

When the Guanxia Fairy died, Yang Zhaodi solved the mystery of her life experience, her mother was the Guanxia Fairy, but her father was the great demon of the Demon Sect who had been spurned by the world for hundreds of years.

Yang Zhaodi has been extremely arrogant since she was a child, although she has changed a lot over the years for Yang Xie'er, but that pride has already been deeply engraved in her blood, how can she accept the fact that her father is the big devil?

Therefore, in the recent period, whenever Lingyun Fairy talked about her life experience, Yang Zhaodi's expression was very sad.

Lingyun Fairy gently grabbed Yang Zhaodi's hand and sighed again.

At this moment, outside the valley, a beautiful woman in white suddenly walked in, Yang Xi'er was practicing swords, and when she saw the beautiful woman in white, her eyes lit up, and she stopped practicing swords.

shouted: "Mother, grandma, there seems to be a fairy over there." ”

Lingyun Fairy and Yang Zhaodi looked up at the same time, and sure enough, they saw a beautiful woman walking towards this side.

After Yang Zhaodi saw the person clearly, she seemed to be stunned and said, "It's her." ”

The person who came was none other than Li Ziye, a disciple of Shushan.

Five days ago, she risked her life in the Western Regions Wilderness Temple to rescue the seriously injured Wan Qizi and Mrs. Hongmian, and later the two died in the desert, before dying, Wan Qizi wrote a blood letter and asked him to hand it over to Yang Zhaodi.

Although she didn't have a good impression of the Demon Sect, Wan Qizi was the only heir of Shi Potian after all, and he was also a disciple of the old people, so she agreed.

After entering the customs, she did not return to Mount Emei, but came directly to Huangshan in Middle Earth.

In the distance, she saw the three people standing in the valley in the distance, straightened their clothes, and walked over.

When he got closer, Yang Xi'er shouted, "I remember you, you are Li Ziye of the Shushan Sect, we met in Guangming Ding a few months ago!"

Li Ziye smiled slightly and said, "You stinky boy has a good memory, I remember that you are Yang Zhaodi's disciple Yang Xi'er." ”

Yang Xi'er nodded and said, "Yes, yes." ”

Saying that, he looked behind Li Ziye, and Li Ziye was puzzled, "What are you looking for?"

Yang Xi'er said: "Why are you alone, didn't the head of Yun Xiaoxie come?"

In the past ten years, Yun Xiaoxiao has been known as the first person in the righteous path and has many fans in the world, and Li Ziye faintly knows that this little disciple of Yang Zhaodi is one of the crazy fans of the evil god.

She smiled and said: "No, Master Yun is the lord of Shu Mountain, the first person on the righteous path, and he can't go down the mountain easily." ”

"Oh. ”

Yang Xi'er looked disappointed.

At this time, Lingyun Fairy and Yang Zhaodi walked over together, and Li Ziye bowed to Lingyun Fairy and said, "I've seen Uncle Lingyun." ”

Fairy Lingyun smiled slightly and said, "It turned out to be Miss Yezi, how is your master Shangguan recently?"

Li Ziye said: "Thank you Uncle Lingyun for your concern, the family teacher has been in retreat in Shushan recently, and everything is fine." ”

Yang Zhaodi opened her mouth and said, "Senior Sister Li, why did you come to Huangshan today, is there something important?"

Li Ziye glanced at her deeply, and did not directly say the purpose of this trip.

Before he died, Wan Qizi wrote a last word, naming him to hand it over to Yang Zhaodi, it seems that there is some subtle connection between him and Yang Zhaodi, but he can't think of any relationship between good and evil.

At this moment, Lingyun Fairy was present, and it was inconvenient for her to say directly, so she said, "There is something I want to find you." ”

Lingyun Fairy was so smart, she instantly understood how inconvenient her presence was, and pulled Yang Xue'er and said: "Evil child, you are tired of practicing swordsmanship for an hour, go in with Grandma, Grandma made your favorite pastry." ”

Yang Xi'er was overjoyed and said: "Wonderful, wonderful, or grandma loves evil children the most." ”

This little kid, who was still distressed because he didn't see Yun Xiaoxie just now, immediately threw his troubles out of the nine clouds when he heard that there was something delicious, and took the hand of the Lingyun Fairy and ran towards the cave.

When Lingyun Fairy walked to the entrance of the cave, she glanced back at Yang Zhaodi and Li Ziye, and was a little puzzled, why did Li Ziye suddenly come to find Di'er today?

There was a delicate and elegant pavilion in the sea of flowers, Yang Zhaodi stretched out her hand and said, "Senior Sister Li, let's go over and sit down and talk." ”

Li Ziye nodded.

The two walked to the pavilion and sat down, and Yang Zhaodi casually picked up the teapot from the stone table and poured tea for Li Ziye.

Li Ziye looked around and couldn't help but praise: "It is said that the beautiful scenery of Yellow Mountain is the best in the world, and it really lives up to its name, this small Lingyun Cave Mansion is like spring all year round, and a hundred flowers compete for beauty, it is really a rare paradise." ”

Yang Zhaodi said with a smile: "If Senior Sister Li likes it here, you might as well stay here for a few more days, or be a companion with me." ”

Li Ziye originally left a book and ran away, and now he doesn't know where to go, when he heard Yang Zhaodi's words, he immediately said happily: "Then I'll be disrespectful." ”

After some small talk, Yang Zhaodi said, "I don't know what Senior Sister Li is doing when she came to me today?"

Li Ziye's expression gradually fell silent, and he looked at Yang Zhaodi and said, "Senior Sister Yang, do you know the sect master of the Demon Sect's Blood Condensation Hall, Wan Qizi......"

"Ahh

When Yang Zhaodi heard Li Ziye's words, she seemed to be a little panicked, and the teacup in her hand fell to her feet with a bang.

Li Ziye saw Yang Zhaodi so panicked, and his heart was even more suspicious, secretly thinking that there was indeed some kind of mysterious connection between the two.

She said, "Senior Sister Yang, what's wrong with you?"

Yang Zhaodi quickly recovered her mind and said, "No, it's nothing, why do you ask about the big devil of the Demon Sect." ”

Li Ziye said: "Oh, this ...... I saw Wan Qizi a few times ago, and he asked me to bring something to your junior sister. ”

As she spoke, she took out the rag from the Qiankun bag, and it was still neatly folded by Wan Qizi as it was that day, and Li Ziye did not peek at what was written on it.

Yang Zhaodi took it suspiciously, did not open it, but put it on the stone table, and said, "What does he have to give me......?" This is too ridiculous, I don't know him, you better take this thing back. ”

Li Ziye was very scheming, and he could see at a glance that Yang Zhaodi's expression was unnatural at this moment, and knew that the two must be related.

Seeing that Yang Zhaodi didn't admit it, Li Ziye suddenly said, "He's dead." ”

Yang Zhaodi's body suddenly stood up, her face turned pale, and said, "You, what did you say?"

Li Ziye gently picked up the teacup in front of him, and said slowly: "Wan Qizi died, four days ago in the morning, he died in the Western Regions Desert, this blood cloth is the cloth he privately took from his robe before he died, written in his blood, let me hand it over to you personally." ”

Yang Zhaodi's body shook, her face was pale, and her expression was extremely complicated.

She slowly stretched out her hand, wanting to pick up the blood cloth on the stone table, but she never mustered up the courage, and retracted her hand several times.

Finally, she said in a low voice, "He, how did he die?"

Now that the Demon Sect has been controlled by Xiaoya, this news has not yet reached the world, only a few major sects know about it, and Yang Zhaodi still doesn't know what happened in the Savage Temple five days ago.

Li Ziye said: "Do you want to listen to the truth or lies." ”

Yang Zhaodi looked at her and said, "What do you mean." ”

Li Ziye said: "The lie is that his death is suicide, and the truth is that he was killed by the little girl who is the sect master of the ghost king of the Netherworld Sect." ”

"It's impossible, the Blood Condensation Hall is now the number one faction of the Demon Sect, Wan Qizi is also the person in charge, the Tao is unfathomable, how can Yu Xiaoya kill him. ”

Li Ziye said: " It seems that you don't know anything now, five days ago, the little girl took the opportunity of the Demon Sect's ten-year temple fighting method, and secretly colluded with the Demon Sect's great elder Sun Hai, inside and outside, under the wine Gu, the sect leaders of all the factions of the Demon Sect were hit by the incurable Heart Devouring Gu, at that time, Wan Qizi and Mrs. Hongmian refused to give in, fought the temple bloodily, and then escaped by luck, but how powerful the Heart Devouring Gu is, even if you haven't seen it, you have heard it, the attack of Wan Gu devouring the heart, life is better than death, it is even more tragic than falling into the eighteenth layer of hell, Mrs. Hongmian can't stand the torture of the Heart Devouring Gu, and begged Wan Qizi to kill her, Wan Qizi also committed suicide with a knife after killing Mrs. Hongmian, after writing this blood book, I don't understand what the relationship between you and Wan Qizi is, but I know that it is definitely not simple between the two of you, this is what he asked me to give you before he died, you better take a look. ”

Li Ziye slowly stood up, turned around and walked out of the pavilion, standing in a flower garden and admiring the beauty of the valley.

She knew that Yang Zhaodi never wanted to be disturbed at this moment, she was very knowledgeable and walked to the side alone.

In the pavilion, Yang Zhaodi's mood was extremely complicated, she thought that she hated Wan Qizi very much, but when she heard the news of Wan Qizi's death just now, that hatred suddenly disappeared.

There is a saying in the world that people do not die, and the account is not rotten.

Now that people are dead, all grievances and grievances are gone.

She reached out to get the blood cloth on the stone table, only to find that her hands were shaking!

No matter how big the hatred is, whether she recognizes Wan Qizi as her father or not, after all, blood is thicker than water, and this bloodline can never be parted.

Her trembling hand finally picked up the blood cloth and slowly spread it out, there were dozens of words written in blood, the blood had dried up, and it was purple and black, which was shocking.

Yang Zhaodi glanced at it a few times, her body suddenly shook again, and she sat on the stone bench weakly, her expression was numb and sluggish, and the blood cloth in her hand fell to the ground with the wind.

Li Ziye looked at Yang Zhaodi's expression from a distance, afraid that Yang Zhaodi would have some accidents, so he hurriedly walked over, picked up the blood cloth on the ground and looked at it.

Suddenly, her face changed greatly, and she was stunned: "You are Wan Qizi's daughter?

"Yes, yes......" Yang Zhaodi muttered: "How is it possible, but what flows in my body is his blood after all." ”

As she spoke, as she spoke, tears suddenly swirled in her eyes, and she couldn't hold it anymore, and she flowed down in an uproar.

Li Ziye looked at Yang Zhaodi's sad appearance, and felt a sigh of emotion in her heart, and she didn't know how to comfort her.

She thought about a lot of possibilities, and even thought on the way to come, this Yang Zhaodi would not have a leg with Wan Qizi, she never expected that Yang Zhaodi, one of the six fairies who are famous in the righteous path, turned out to be Wan Qizi's biological daughter, according to the blood book, Yang Zhaodi was still born to Wan Qizi and Guanxia Fairy in private.

There are not many words on the blood book, they are all a father's confession to his daughter, and Li Ziye can't help but feel a little sad when he sees it.

At this time, two people walked out of the stone cave, and Lingyun Fairy and Yang Xi'er came out with pastries, they should have come to entertain Li Ziye.

As soon as she saw Yang Zhaodi crying sadly in the pavilion, Yang Xi'er was shocked and shouted, "Mother, who bullied you?"

"Mother?"

Li Ziye tilted his head, and his expression changed again.