Chapter 21: Mo Shi: Conscience is about to grow

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Although he knew the information in advance and made corresponding psychological preparations for himself in advance, when he actually saw the unknown, Xianzong Wuming almost wanted to shoot him to death.

However, he was not an ordinary person after all, so he patiently left Jun Shiyu behind the Yunhai Immortal Sect, and then brought the ice coffin back with him.

The Origin of All Demons has always been kind-hearted. Even though his daughter had disobeyed him and almost ruined his plan, causing a series of subsequent changes due to that incident, he still gave her a chance.

A chance for rebirth and a chance to start over.

Now that he saw his true heir, who had perfectly inherited the life of Guhuo Yuyi and his bloodline, his already cold heart miraculously began to throb at this moment.

In the past, he almost lost his mind due to changes, and almost killed Hua Xiao Chaowu in the Yunhai Immortal Sect. It was this unborn heir...

He changed his mind at that time.

When we met again, the other person had grown up. However, due to the influence of the evil power of Yamata, he was trapped in that body and fell into death sleep for many years. Now his mind is just a little stronger than that of a child. It seems that he needs to be treated first. Only through education can one return to Yunhai Xianmen.

As for that body, considering Hua Xiao Zhaowu’s character...

Faced with the sudden attack from the handsome young man, the unknown figure of the wizard moved, and the luck sword pointed at the center of his eyebrows, causing his madness to gradually recede, and the surrounding scene to return to its original state.

Then, the sword fingers pulled and pulled, and a drop of blood dripped, and was caught in the palm of Xianzong Wuming.

The confused young man spoke slowly: "Who are you?"

The ice coffin placed there had been successfully put away after a while. Looking at the young man who had regained his composure, Xianzong Wuming tried his best to make his words as gentle as possible:

"I am your father."

"Then who am I?" The demon fox boy tilted his head.

"You, Wei Meng, are my own flesh and blood."

At the same time as he spoke, Xianzong Wuming slowly raised his hand and placed it on the boy's head with fox ears, comforting him.

"Father?"

The boy who was called Wei Meng calmed down and even closed his eyes slightly in comfort. He actually didn't understand anything and didn't know why he came here, but he didn't hate the person in front of him.

It was a very indescribable feeling, and at the same time, it was also a warmth he had never experienced before.

Xian Zong Wuming was quite satisfied with Wei Meng's performance, and the movements of his hands did not stop. Don't ask him how he did this, just because he was familiar with it. The specious touch made the Origin of All Demons feel a little nostalgic.

Although there is no blood from Huaxiao Chaowu in his material library, there is enough blood from Weimeng to completely solve the problem.

All it takes now is a little time.

After a while.

Xianzong Wuming stopped and took his hand back: "Let's go, my father will take you to the place where you will live and study in the future. When you have completed your studies, you will go home with your father to meet your mother."

"Okay." The young man nodded obediently.

A certain Origin of All Demons obviously preferred his well-behaved son to his stupid daughter, and he even suspected that his conscience had discovered it.

Do you still have that kind of thing?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Jun Xuanyuan does not intend to keep the unknown, at least not the products of the Evil Seed Source Project.

That was a stain on the noble Demon Origin bloodline.

How could the origin of all demons tolerate him!

However, in order to give Huaxiao Chaowu an explanation and for his smooth landing process, the unknown is an indispensable part of it.

So Jun Xuanyuan decided to use a little blood source creation technology to combine his blood with the blood of the Guhuo Yu descendants to create a brand new unknown to replace the creation that could not be put on the stage.

Anyway, they are all creations, and there is no difference in essence. Recreating one will look more pleasing to the eye.

At the same time, the evil spirits in Wei Meng’s body also need to be cleaned up.

Sooner or later, he will have to settle this matter with Baqi. If he likes to let other people have children so much, why not let him experience it himself? I believe that even the strongest in the divine realm will never forget that feeling.

Then again, raising children is indeed not an easy matter, but Jun Xuanyuan believes that with his extraordinary ability, he will be able to handle this matter. After all, Wei Meng is very obedient and sensible.

He knows his own affairs well, so he can't count on Yunhai Xianmen's educational level, let alone Huaxiao Chaowu's ability to teach his children.

For such an important matter, you still have to do it yourself.

Beihai Lingzhou is well-equipped, which is just right. It will take a long time for Yiqingtian to wake up.

Jun Xuanyuan also gave him some tolerance and a little test for his son-in-law, who was stubborn and had a bad brain. As for whether he should rehabilitate him after returning to the Yunhai Celestial Sect.

Then it depends on whether Yi Qingtian's performance can satisfy him.

After adjusting the plan for the Demonic Heavenly Weapon, Jun Xuanyuan no longer needs his tough-minded son-in-law as a tool man, but he doesn't mind having a thug on hand who can be used with confidence, and he is a thug who can stand on the stage.

…………

Misery.

In this era of Dongwulin, there are really few masters who can compete on the stage. One is Jing Tianhuai, the leader of Renyu Mingsheng, one is Du Shenghuai, the leader of Tingyun Villa, one is Gu Chengyi, the leader of Hengyue City, and one is Zui of Tianchuanmen. Gu Fu can also be counted as one.

Coupled with the Cangmang Walker Ren Pingsheng who is active here, and the founder of the blood list, life and death are controlled by the sky.

There's only so much that can be done.

Therefore, it is not difficult for Yun Wanggui to find Du Shanghuai.

In his early years, he left his name on the Sword Monument of Lunjianhai. He has the reputation of "a sword stops the surge of clouds, and an unparalleled one only feels sad". He is considered to be one of the few swordsmen in the East Wulin, but there are not many swordsmen in this place.

He talks about being sentimental, but in reality he has an optimistic personality. This is the Confucian sect's evaluation of Du Shanghuai.

While he is leisurely and lazy, he also likes elegance. He can feel very sentimental about both good and bad things in front of him. When the two met for the first time, Du Shanghuai even joked:

"Brother, are you here to take my life?"

Faced with such words, Yun Wanggui drew his sword and exchanged a few moves with him. After the exchange of moves, the two began to argue over swords.

It will be very easy to handle subsequent official matters.

This Confucian sect guard who came from the Central Plains changed Du Shanghuai's stereotype of the Confucian sect. His straightforward style surprised him even more. There was really no temptation at all.

…………

Between the rise and fall of sea clouds, I saw a small boat crossing the river, and two figures on the boat, one standing and one sitting.

The flute was playing, and the woman standing at the bow of the boat was dressed in white, with misty hair on her hair. The water-blue smoke veil on her skirt was blowing in the wind, and her long snow-like hair was pouring down. Her bun was decorated with four A silver hairpin shows elegance.

The sound of the flute harmonized with the melodious music of the piano. The man was sitting on the stern of the boat, his long red hair rippled in the breeze. A seven-stringed guqin was placed horizontally between his knees. His ten fingers moved together to lift his clothes and sleeves, and the sound continued with his fingers.

A small boat goes down the river, and the harmonious scene is as poetic as picturesque.

(End of chapter)