After briefly asking some elders about the repair of the formation, Linghudi walked out of the pavilion.
Outside the pavilion, Linghu Tian had been waiting for a long time.
"Father, the sect master has ordered you to change your clothes, take a bath, and go to the hall on the top of the mountain to welcome guests." Ling Hutian relayed the order given by the sect master just now.
Linghu Di didn't seem to pay attention to this strange order, and kept his eyes on his son Linghu Tian.
Linghu Tian felt a little uncomfortable being looked at like this.
Originally, he was still bragging and chatting with the group of friends, but suddenly he received a mission from the sect leader himself, which forced him to run over and explain to his father.
"Well... this is something that the sect leader personally told me. You... go and finish it quickly!" While speaking, Linghutian accidentally caught a glimpse of a strand of white hair on Linghudi's forehead.
Well, my father seems to have aged a lot!
Linghutian thought for a moment, how old is his father?
He suddenly realized that he seemed to have never remembered his father's age, and his father had never celebrated his birthday. On the contrary, every time it was his birthday, his father would rush to hold a birthday banquet, invite friends to celebrate for him, and even Will go to great lengths to get all kinds of rare treasures for him.
I remember that on his last birthday, his father gave him a pair of fangs of a seventh-grade monster frost mammoth. This is a treasure that even money may not be able to buy.
Thinking of this, Linghu Tian couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt in his heart.
When he was very young, his mother died at the hands of the demon clan. His father raised him alone and doted on him.
It can be said that a large part of the reason why he behaves so freely in the sect is because he knows that his father will take care of everything for him, so he is not afraid of offending any disciples, and even does not need to give face to some elders.
"Father, the sect leader's order seems a bit strange this time. You..."
Linghutian hesitated.
Logically speaking, since the sect master can transmit the message thousands of miles to him, it is impossible that he has no means to pass this order to his father.
Moreover, the order itself was very strange. What kind of guests were coming that his father, the great elder of Qingcheng Mountain, would have to bathe and change clothes to receive?
In addition, he heard the news just now that some masters forcibly broke through Qingcheng Mountain's protective formation and entered Qingcheng Mountain...
Is there some potential connection behind all this...
Before Linghu Tian could think more, a big hand suddenly placed on his shoulder,
Linghutian looked up and saw that Linghudi had already walked to his side and put his arm around his shoulders.
"Son, let's go home first." Linghu said with a smile.
Maybe it was because he hadn't taken a closer look at his father for so long. Linghu Tian felt a little strange looking at his father's smiling face.
Yes, in his impression, it seemed that when he remembered, he didn't like to be close to his father that much, and he began to take his father's kindness for granted.
Only when he gets into trouble and makes trouble, will he take the initiative to ask his father for help.
But after staring at this face for a long time, he felt that every wrinkle on this face was full of warmth.
This father never asked him to do anything. Even if he caused trouble all day long, his father would take care of him without any regrets.
Pick up the mess.
After having peace of mind for so many years, Linghutian suddenly felt a little panicked.
"Father seems to be quite happy today?" Linghutian tried to figure out his father's warm smile that seemed to be the same as usual.
Even though every time he got into trouble, his father would always smile like this when he saw him.
However, Linghu Tian vaguely felt that there was something more in his father's smile today.
"Son, it seems like we haven't walked together for a long time." Linghudi said with a smile, holding Linghutian's shoulders and walking slowly.
Linghu Tian was stunned for a moment. Even though he felt a little awkward, he did not try to break away from the scarred hand on his shoulder.
Years of alchemy and exposure to earthly fire caused Linghudi's entire palm to be burned black, and the flesh of the wound curled up into small bulges.
Linghu Tian silently looked at every detail on his father's body, which he had never noticed before.
He finally began to realize that his son cared a little too little for his father.
"Son, you said that you have been romantically involved in our Qingcheng Mountain for so long, but why don't you find a Taoist companion and give birth to a son and a half daughter? I feel that among the new batch of disciples recruited recently, there are a few Junior sisters are pretty good-looking and have decent qualifications. If you take the time to take a look someday, if you find them attractive, give them a chance!"
"This matter of Taoist companion...I...allow me to think twice..."
"By the way, my hands have been itchy recently, so I made two furnaces of Nirvana Pills and one furnace of Resurrection Pills. I put them all in the cave. Remember to take them back later!"
"Ah this?! Isn't the Nirvana Pill a seventh-grade elixir? It is said that even a seventh-grade warrior can recover instantly after being seriously injured. This... this is too precious!
There is also the Resurrection Pill, which is said to be able to withstand a fatal injury for warriors below level seven...
These elixirs are very difficult to refine! "
"Haha, my son is getting smarter and smarter. He has even heard the names of these elixirs. By the way, I found that I always forget to bring the token of the cave recently. I will make a copy of the token later. Here you go, this saves me from having to crack the cave formation every time I go back."
"Ah, father, you must have been working too hard on the alchemy recently! Why don't you take a two-day break!"
"Hahaha, you are such a filial child. It makes... Hey, the wind is a bit strong today, and there is sand in my eyes..."
Linghu Tian couldn't help but be touched when he saw his father turning away, covering his face with his robe sleeves, and rubbing his moist and red eyes.
Perhaps in the eyes of his father, he is so excellent and perfect that even if he does something trivial, he can still get high recognition from him.
Sometimes things seem cheap if you give them too much, but a little bit of kindness from time to time is so precious.
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Outside the main hall on the top of the mountain, a young man with a sinister face was standing under the plaque at the entrance of the main hall.
"The three words "Demon Suppressing Palace" with flying dragons and phoenixes are vigorous, powerful and murderous. It is worthy of being written by Emperor Jiang. It makes people's blood boil when they read it. They wish they could wipe out all the demons in the world." Zhou Ruoxiao said with a smile.
"No, no, no, although Jiang Huang's three-character writing style seems to be very strong and fierce, there are concessions and avoidances between the three characters, and what Jiang Huang wrote
It means suppressing demons, not slaying demons, or slaying demons, so this also shows that Emperor Jiang has no ambition to slaughter all the demon clans in the world. "
Sima Nan slowly walked out of the hall, raised his head and looked at the sky, "The way of heaven is ruthless, everything has animism, and the land of Kyushu is vast. Although the demon clan and the human clan have experienced a long battle, after the war subsided, the two coexisted for so long. Over the years, this has also shown that humans and monsters may not be unable to coexist peacefully.”
Zhou Ruoxiao asked curiously, "Is this your idea alone, or is it the will of the entire Qingcheng Mountain?"
Sima Nan said, "Now that I am the leader of Qingcheng Mountain, my decision is the decision of the entire Qingcheng Mountain."
"I wonder what your master Qingxuanzi would think after hearing this?"
Sima Nan frowned and said, "My master entrusted me with the position of head before his death, and told me to pass on Qingcheng Mountain to the next generation. As long as I reign for one day, I will protect Qingcheng Mountain for one day!"
Seeing Sima Nan's serious look, Zhou Ruoxiao couldn't help but smile and walked into the main hall.
There is a coffee table in the center of the hall. On the coffee table, a pot of hot tea is still steaming just right. Two clean cups are placed neatly on the coffee table, and two futons are placed on the ground.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, your divination method in Qingcheng Mountain is really wonderful. I wanted to give you a surprise, but it turned out that you had already figured it out and I wanted to come." Zhou Ruoxiao sat on the futon without caring and took the He picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea.
The tea was originally clear, and the green tea leaves rolled like a dragon out of the sea. However, as soon as it fell into the tea cup, it instantly turned blood red.
The blood-red tea was rippling, exuding a suffocating aura. Even the originally delicate tea leaves turned into blood. The white water vapor floated in the air, and actually spiritually condensed into an illusory dragon, with a hideous and terrifying face. , heading straight towards Zhou Ruoxiao.
"Haha, it's been a long time since I drank the Blood Spirit Tea irrigated with the dragon's blood!" The look on Zhou Ruoxiao's face did not change, he just lightly tapped his finger and landed on the dragon's head.
The next moment, the dragon was instantly annihilated and turned into a burst of ordinary water vapor, dissipating in the air.
Blood Spirit Tea is an extremely peculiar tea tree. It was originally ordinary and unremarkable, but since it was discovered by the human race and irrigated with the blood of the demon clan, it not only makes it taste sweet, but also is of great benefit to the cultivation of warriors. Blood Spirit Tea has become the favorite of many human masters and powerful people.
However, as the human-monster war came to an end, the demon clan could no longer hide, and the Blood Spirit Tea, which had lost the essence and blood of the demon clan, returned to its ordinary state, and gradually lost everyone's favor.
"When distinguished guests come to your door, it's natural to offer them precious things to entertain them." Sima Nan said calmly.
"Oh? A precious thing?" Zhou Ruoxiao smiled calmly, put down the teacup and said, "This cup of Blood Spirit Tea is not a rare item. I keep a large amount of Blood Spirit Tea in my palace, but there are no monsters. Essence and blood to irrigate.
I recently heard that a brothel in Chang'an City was closed down because someone reported that the bodies of monsters were being sold there, and many officials, dignitaries, and martial arts sects were involved.
Tsk, tsk, tsk, I didn’t expect someone to be so generous as to do this kind of business in Chang’an City.
Alas, what a pity. Even if I want to drink a cup of steaming blood spirit tea, I have to suffer because there is no demon blood to irrigate it. This person actually has a large number of demon corpses to sell to others..."
