Although Ling Hu Heng was also very pleased with Wu Zhen, at the moment he was thinking more about his father Ling Hu Potian. Several times he wanted to speak and stopped, so that Hu Heng didn't know where to start.

However, Ling Hu Wenqian saw a clue, carefully looked at Ling Hu Heng's appearance, and said in surprise: "Why is this child so similar to me?

Ling Huheng knew that she had misunderstood, and hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, no, my name is Ling Huheng." ”

Linghu Wenqian suddenly said angrily: "You are from the Linghu family?"

Linghu Heng didn't know why Linghu Wenqian would react so much, and said with a little surprise: "My father Linghu broke the sky." ”

Ling Hu Wenqian looked at Ling Hu Heng in disbelief, grabbed Ling Hu Heng's arm excitedly, and asked eagerly, "Are you really the son of the eldest brother?"

Ling Huheng was a little embarrassed for a while and nodded. Linghu Wenqian was already teary-eyed at this time, and said in a choked voice: "Good boy, how did you get over all these years?"

Ling Huheng didn't know whether to call the female aunt in front of him, but according to blood, she was indeed his aunt. Ling Hu Heng slowly told him about his father-in-law, which made Hu Wenqian even more surprised.

Xiong Heng sighed: "I didn't expect a Divine Operator to die like this, boy, the inheritance of the Divine Arithmetic Sect fell on you?"

Ling Hu Heng gave him a blank look: "Haven't you seen it?"

Xiong Heng patted his head and said, "Lao Tzu forgot, it's a pity, it's a pity!" I don't know if he is a pity that he didn't get the benefit from the jade slip or a pity for the death of the god operator Du Sheng.

Linghu Wenqian was secretly sad for a while, and suddenly said hatefully: "Let's talk about it." It's better to blame the old man, otherwise the eldest brother wouldn't have died!"

Ling Hu Heng just wanted to ask about the things back then, and Ling Hu Wenqian said it herself. That's for the best. After Ling Huheng heard this, he hurriedly asked, "What's going on?"

Ling Hu Wenqian's eyes were confused, and she fell into memories: "That year, before I married my husband, I persuaded the old man not to go to the two ends of the head and the rat, Ling Tian Palace is not a good thing, and the eldest brother should do his best to leave Ling Tian Palace and return to the family." But the old man's stubbornness. Let the eldest brother die like this in vain. God is pitiful, if it weren't for Brother Du's loyalty, there would be no you today. Big brother's only flesh and blood!"

Ling Huheng was confused and asked, "What's going on?"

Linghu Wenqian sighed lightly and said, "It's a long story, this has to start with Linghu's family." Since the decline of the family. Even the four major families are no exception. No matter how big a family is. It is just to occupy the land of one state, how many talents can there be in the land of one state? The six holy places are different, they can recruit talents from all over the country and include them under their doors. After a long time, the decline of the family is irreversible. Not to mention that in order to avoid spreading the family exercises, the descendants will not be passed on, and the non-descendants will naturally lag behind the descendants, even if there are talents. Without powerful exercises, talent will be wasted. Sects are different. The exercises are the same, and each depends on hard work. The decline of the family is inevitable. ”

Ling Huheng didn't understand, what did his father's death have to do with it, but he still listened patiently. Linghu Wenqian continued: "The Linghu family has been stretched for thousands of years, and it has been decayed to the extreme when it reaches the old man, if you don't attach yourself to a powerful sect, I'm afraid that the family exercises will not be preserved, and even the name of the family may be removed." Out of such helplessness, the old man sent his own son, the descendant of the Linghu family, my good eldest brother, to Ling Tian Palace. ”

Ling Hu Heng could hear the deep helplessness in Ling Hu Wenqian's words, he couldn't imagine that a big family with more than 10,000 people, comparable to the family of the Six Holy Lands, actually had to rely on others in order to survive! But this is the truth, tens of thousands of people can only cultivate a few hundred, and only a few dozen can achieve something, compared with the six holy lands of thousands of immortal cultivators, it is simply the difference between an adult and a three-year-old doll.

"What kind of goods is Ling Tian Palace, the old man will not be unclear, but the family is adjacent to Ling Tian Palace, and this move is really helpless. But the old man refused to stop, and actually secretly crossed Chen Cang to marry me to the Holy Gate, wanting to have an extra layer of protection. But what he didn't expect was that the Six Holy Lands and the Holy Gate were incompatible, so where could they accommodate each other? Before I got married, I persuaded him that if he wanted to protect the family, he must call his eldest brother back. But the old man was very stubborn, thinking that his strategy was right, and he could keep the family undefeated for a hundred years. But half a year after I got married, my eldest brother had an accident. ”

Linghu Wenqian wiped her tears and continued: "When I ran back to mourn, I turned my face with him, saying that he was stubborn and killed his eldest brother, and even you were missing. The old man didn't say anything, and when I returned to the Holy Gate, I heard that his hair had turned white within a month. I knew this was the case, why bother in the first place?" Ling Hu Wenqian was still indignant at this moment.

After Ling Huheng heard this, he said: "I heard my father-in-law say that the real culprit is that Yu Jian. ”

Xiong Heng had no interest in these old things and was drowsy when he heard them, but when Ling Hu Heng talked about Yu Jian, he came to his senses. In his opinion, Ling Hu Heng's cultivation is a thousand miles away, and the relationship with that jade Jian is greater.

Linghu Wenqian frowned, thought for a long time, and then said, "Is that jade slip that has been enshrined in the ancestral shrine all the time, how could it be that it is to blame?"

As soon as Ling Hu Heng said the relationship, Ling Hu Wenqian suddenly realized, and couldn't help but feel worried, and said loudly: "Then don't I blame him? No, if he hadn't called his eldest brother back, how could such a thing have happened? Speaking of which, it was still his own sin!"

Ling Huheng couldn't ask anything, and his face inevitably showed a look of disappointment. The matter of Yu Jian has always been a secret of the Divine Arithmetic Gate, and not many people in the world know about it, but how could Ling Tiangong know about it? There must be an unknown insider in it!

Ling Huheng clarified his thoughts and said, "Auntie, where is my father buried, I want to go and sweep his tomb." ”

Linghu Wenqian said: "It's in the ancestral tomb of the Linghu family. ”

Ling Huheng said: "Auntie, you have just recovered from your serious injury, so my little nephew will not bother." ”

Linghu Wenqian was originally a strange woman, she dared to act, and after having a plan in her heart, she asked: "Ah Heng, do you want to go back to the Linghu family?"

Ling Huheng did not hide it and nodded. Linghu Wenqian said: "I'll take you there, just to ask about the things back then! Big brother, you can't die in vain like this!" Although she was recovering from a serious injury and her face was pale, she said this sentence loudly and firmly.

Xiong Heng interjected: "You can't stay here for a long time, and I don't know if the mouths of those people in the Medicine God Valley are tight, if the usurper knows about it, our plan will be turned into flowing water." It's better to go to the Linghu family to plan how to recover the Holy Gate. ”

Linghu Wenqian said anxiously: "Then what about my child?"

Xiong Heng's eyes flashed with shrewdness: "That kid is loyal, he may not be able to accept such a thing for a while." It is better to wait for Lao Tzu to take back the holy gate before letting him recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors. ”

After everyone made up their minds, they agreed to leave together tomorrow, and they dispersed.

Nothing was said all night. (To be continued......)