Chapter 412: The Past of Ten Thousand Years Ago
Despite the speculation in their hearts, the elders of the Spirit Feather Sect still barely believed their ears, and their faces were all full of astonishment.
To be able to become Jindan Ancestor, they can be regarded as having experienced countless winds and waves, but the secret in front of them is inevitably too shocking.
Although the Spirit Feather Sect has not joined the Immortal Dao Alliance, it has always regarded itself as a famous and decent family, and they never thought that this sect would be inextricably linked with the Demon Dao.
And this connection is not a coincidence, everyone cooperates by chance, but the founding patriarch of this sect, who is the great big man in the head of the Demon Dao.
The beloved daughter of the Heavenly Demon Sect Master, who would have thought that the Spirit Feather Fairy Patriarch would have such a background?
If this is said by others, they have to turn their faces on the spot, the other party dares to slander the reputation of the ancestor, and it is difficult to eliminate the hatred in their hearts if they don't drain their souls and refine their souls.
But the one who said this is not the old enemy of the sect, but the senior brother of the sect, and he is not crazy, so it is naturally impossible to talk nonsense, then this is most likely the big secret that the sect does not know.
For a while, the huge hall suddenly quieted down, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was so quiet that it could be heard when a needle fell, because it was so shocking that everyone even forgot to breathe, and after a long time, the old man with a dark face let out a breath of turbidity: "Senior brother, you're not joking, is this the case?"
"You can't be crazy in this seat, this matter involves the ancestor of this sect, how dare I dare to talk nonsense about the Spirit Feather Fairy. Hua Yu Zhenren said unhappily.
The dark-faced old man showed a hint of embarrassment, and he also knew that his question just now was a little disrespectful and gaffe.
No wonder he spoke straight, it was really too incredible this secret, in short, everyone looked at each other, and after a long time, the surprised expression gradually calmed down, waiting for the senior brother to continue.
Seeing that everyone had finally digested the news, Hua Yu Zhenren nodded, and the ethereal voice continued to reach everyone's ears: "The Spirit Feather Fairy is the beloved daughter of the Heavenly Demon Sect Master, and her qualifications for cultivating immortals since she was a child are extremely high, and the Heavenly Demon Sect Master has high hopes for her, and once said that her daughter's future achievements may be even higher than him." ”
More than its father?
Everyone was shocked, you must know that the Heavenly Demon Sect Master was originally a stunningly talented character, with extraordinary powers, and he was a great immortal cultivator in the late Yuan Infant Stage, if the Spirit Feather Fairy could win, wouldn't it mean that she had a chance to advance to the Transformation Stage?
Everyone was dumbfounded, but also yearning in their hearts, cultivating immortals is more and more difficult to get to the back, after condensing into a golden pill, it is difficult to improve mana, they often retreat for several years, and there is no progress at all, and there are many bottlenecks of all kinds, for them, wanting to get married is an unattainable task, not to mention the legendary god transformation period.
That's unthinkable.
The Spirit Feather Fairy is so good?
The monks were envious and admired, and the voice of the senior brother in charge continued to reach their ears:
"In short, back then, the Heavenly Demon Sect Master had high hopes for the Spirit Feather Fairy, but the world was strange, and when the Spirit Feather Fairy went out to travel, he unexpectedly met another ancestor of the sect. ”
"That's right, it's Lingyu Zhenren, the two of them hit it off at first sight, no, it should be love at first sight, in short, the two ancestors quickly fell in love, one Feijun doesn't marry, and the other Feiqing doesn't marry, but Lingyu Fairy knows in his heart, no matter what, his father will not allow him to marry a loose cultivator, even if this casual cultivator is also an immortal cultivator in the early stage of a Yuan Infant, but in the eyes of his father, who is a great monk, this strength is not worth mentioning at all. ”
"If you bring your sweetheart back, what awaits the fate of the two of you is not just a stick beating mandarin ducks, the demon cultivator has a perverse personality, and often does things based on his own likes and dislikes, and he doesn't need to scruple anything with his father's strength, then guess what he will do?"
"As the saying goes, knowing a son is better than a father, and in the same way, how can a daughter not understand her father, Lingyu Fairy dares to bet that if she brings her sweetheart back, waiting for him will definitely be drained and refined, and even more tragic ending. ”
"Since she can't get her father's blessing by marriage, then she only has two choices, one is to give up love, return to her father, and cultivate hard, a hundred years later, maybe she will be the next Heavenly Demon Sect Master and become a pivotal figure in the immortal cultivation world. ”
"The other is to quietly leave with your lover and choose love, but the consequence of doing so is that in this life, you will not be able to return to the Heavenly Demon Sect, nor will you be able to meet your parents again. ”
"I don't know what kind of suffering the Lingyu Fairy Patriarch suffered in order to make a choice back then, but in the end, she chose the latter, after all, when the child grows up, he will always have his own life, not to mention that she is not actually interested in taking charge of the Heavenly Demon Sect and gaining endless power. ”
"So, she quietly left with Lingyu Zhenren, and as a casual couple, they lived a reclusive life......
For the disappearance of her beloved daughter, the Heavenly Demon Sect Master was extremely angry, and sent a reward, looking for her beloved daughter in the immortal world, you know, the Heavenly Demon Sect was even stronger than now, and the Heavenly Demon Sect Master, as a great monk, is even more obedient, it can be said that the entire immortal cultivation world is looking for the Spirit Feather Fairy. ”
"In this way, the patriarch naturally has to be careful, otherwise, once his identity is leaked and his father comes to the door, he will certainly face punishment, and the worst is the husband!"
"At that time, my father was furious, and he resented Lingyu Zhenren for deceiving his beloved daughter, what was waiting for him was by no means the end of soul refining, but much more miserable, in order to prevent her husband from being doomed, Lingyu Fairy naturally did not dare to show up and make a move. ”
"So that even after many years, the Lingyu Sect opened a sect, taught the apprentices, and inherited the Taoism only Lingyu Zhenren, the apprentices didn't say it, but most of them misunderstood in their hearts that this was because the master's magical powers were not as good as the master, where did they know, if they really did it, they would fight with all their might, and the master was in the hands of the master, and he couldn't hold up half a cup of tea. ”
"Lingyu Fairy has magical powers, it is from the Heavenly Demon Sect, and it is the most profound and precious one among the many inheritances of the Heavenly Demon Sect, but she does not dare to pass it on to her apprentices, first, once the identity is revealed, the consequences are unimaginable, and second, she did not say goodbye back then, she has been sorry for her parents, and now she naturally can't pass on the supreme mastery of the Heavenly Demon Sect to her father, so the Lingyu Fairy has never accepted apprentices. ”
"Senior brother, is it true that the Spirit Feather Fairy Patriarch's shocking mastery has been lost?" The mighty-looking man couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, a little expectant, and a little curious.