Chapter 989 Wind
Yu'er ... Is it a deserted dragon? Intersection
Mo Hua's eyes narrowed slightly.
But... how is this possible?
Isn't he the child of Shangguan and Wenren? How could he have the bloodline of the Great Wilderness Dragon?
But the resonance of the dragon soul should not be wrong.
In the soul of ink painting, there is an ancient Long Yin, whispering softly.
This was the ancient dragon soul from the Great Wilderness Dragon King that he had swallowed before but had not yet fully digested.
Now this dragon soul has a certain resonance with Yu'er, and Mo painting can see the traces of the blood of the karma on Yu'er's face.
Moreover, the shadow of this dragon is blood -red.
In the blood shadow, there is a strong omen, and the departure is on the edge of life and death, indicating that the owner of the dragon shadow, the bumpy and painful life of the life.
Mo Hua frowned.
"Brother Mo?" The innocent Yu'er saw Mo Hua's serious expression and asked with concern, "What happened?"
Mo Hua gradually calmed down his emotions, touched Yu'er's head, and said softly, "It's okay...it'll be okay..."
Yu'er seemed to especially like Mo Hua touching his little head, with a smile on his face and a carefree expression.
But on the naive face, the red dragon shadow, with a bloody, roared at the Mo painting, and then merged into Yu'er's Yintang.
Ink painting eyes, slightly cold.
……
After that, the annual banquet of the Gu family was followed.
This year’s annual banquet was quite grand.
But compared to previous years, it was still a little deserted.
Because of the Gushan incident, the Gu family and the Shen family were at loggerheads.
This beam, the root is too much, and the involvement of the Gu family, saying that it is not small.
However, the Shen family has a high status and is in charge of the Qian Dao Sect. Many monastic families have to look at the Shen family's face if they want to send their disciples to the Qian Dao Sect.
They did not dare to offend the Shen family, but they would not be guilty.
Therefore, at the Gu family's annual banquet, many families only gave gifts and did not dare to visit in person.
The aristocratic family pays attention to interests, so this kind of thing is normal.
When everyone has wall grass, as long as they do not tear their faces, they will meet in the future.
Although the Gu family is clear, it is not unknown and not much accountable.
Mo Hua doesn’t even care.
He only cares about whether he can eat well and be full.
The communication of the family and the exchanges of human feelings, he didn't care about it, and these had nothing to do with him.
In this way, in the lively and peaceful atmosphere, Mo Hua had a New Year's meal. After the meal, he walked around the yard as usual, ate some food, said hello to a group of elders, received a bunch of New Year's gifts, and then went with Elder Gu Hong. After discussing Uncle Gu’s life events, we will return to the clan.
Wen Renwan brought Yu'er to see him off.
"There are some pastries, fruit wines, and some spiritual meals, all of which you love to eat. The diet of Zongmen is average, and your study formation is hard, eat more, and make up for your body."
The sound of people was gentle and considerate.
Mo Hua smiled and said gratefully: "Thank you, Aunt Wan."
Yu'er reluctantly waved to Mo Hua.
He will also be with his mother tomorrow to return to the official family to worship his ancestors.
For more than ten days, I couldn't see the ink paintings.
Ink painting took out a small gift for Yuer.
Some of these gifts are small gadgets he uses the formation method.
In this way, even if Yu'er returns to Shangguan's house, she will have new toys to play with every day.
The other part is the array of the formation of Yuer.
As long as she started doing her homework, Yu'er had no other thoughts about being sad.
Yu'er was happy and frowning at the same time, her mood was very complicated.
After a few more words, Mo Hua was preparing to leave, and suddenly there was noisy noise in the distance. The team of Hua Gai Gonggai came over and stopped at the door of the Gu family.
A group of monks got out of the car.
The leader was a man in a luxurious robe, with a strong aura, half-white beard and hair, and deep nasolabial folds.
He came over with a gust of cold wind.
The original warm atmosphere was instantly broken.
Wen Ren's expression was slightly changed, and Yuer was a little scared, and he couldn't help but hold the sleeves of Wenren.
Seeing that the coming people approached, they couldn't help but say hello. They could only do a half gift, "Hope the elders."
Ink painting is also recognized.
This old man with half-white beard and hair is named Shangguan Wang. He is the powerful elder of the Shangguan family and has become an elite.
It is said that in that year, Shangguan looked at the position of Shangguan's family and lost his position. Therefore, he had some mustard, and even the pulse of Shangguan, Shangguanyi, and even Yu'er, and was targeted at the Division.
Ink painting did not like him, so he did not say hello.
Shangguan Wang glanced at the ink painting silently, with a hint of undisguised displeasure and a hint of fear in his eyes.
During the conference, he saw it with his own eyes that ink paintings were repaired in the middle of the foundation, and the four major classes built the foundation of Tianjiao in the later stages. Finally, he painted the entire argument question bank and took the absolute crushing advantage to seize the advantages of crushing and seized. Get the front of the front.
This son is absolutely very human.
Therefore, although he is feathering and ink painting is a foundation, he can only pretend to see the "rudeness" of ink painting.
Shangguan Wang crossed the ink painting, walked to Wen Renwan, and said calmly:
"According to the order of the head of the family, I will send the young lady and Master Yu back to the clan tomorrow."
"Thank you for the elder." Wenren said.
Shangguan looked at Yu'er deeply, and "um" gently, then he entered the Gu family by himself.
Mo Hui looked at the back of Shangguan Wang, and felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
But I don’t know where this sense of dissonance comes from.
Shangguan looked into the Gu family, and he welcomed him for a while.
Wen Renwan told him to "be careful along the way."
Yuer waved with him.
Mo painting also smiled and waved goodbye, and then boarded the carriage and embarked on the journey to return to Taixumen.
……
Ganxue state boundaries.
The wealthy Shen family's mansion.
This year, Gu's family was lively.
But instead of this, the Shen family was a lot deserted this year, and it was very depressed.
In the huge mansion, although the lights are bright, the cold dead silence is everywhere.
Elder Zongmen who came and went, all his face was gloomy.
The disciples were also embarrassed and dared not speak loudly.
Occasionally, wine glasses were broken, and voices of insults and reprimands were heard.
In the magnificent hall, the New Year's banquet ended hastily.
The tribe dispersed each other. Only the ancestors of the Shen family were sitting high in the hall. The breath was majestic, and the face was not angry. The whole person was like a iceberg, exuding a calm cold.
After the scattered, the owner of the Shen family stayed and endured the anger of the ancestors alone.
He is the head of the family, holds the power of the family, and enjoys the supreme honor and majesty of this fifth-grade family, but at the same time, he also carries a heavy burden as heavy as a mountain.
Once something happened, these storms could only bear it.
In the empty hall.
The head of the Shen family, who had always been aloof and respected by others, was now kneeling humbly at the foot of the steps, his forehead touching the cold ground, asking for forgiveness from his ancestor.
The ancestor of the Shen family looked at the owner of the Shen family who was kneeling at his feet.
Finally, he closed his eyes slightly, restrained his ferocious aura, and said slowly:
"Get up."
Ru Mang's owner of the Shen family was relieved, and he took a head on the ground, thanking: "Xie Laofu's pity."
"Do you understand it?" The ancestor of the Shen family said.
"Yes," the head of the Shen family whispered, "the cause of this matter is that a disciple of the Taixu Sect was captured by a group of tomb robbers and taken into the tomb of Gushan."
"Then, Tai Xumen was a elder named Xunziyou, and the President Shen Shou of the Shen family will enter Gu Mountain, and then there are subsequent twists and turns ..."
"After this, some people saw that the elder named Xunziyou was still alive."
"No one saw, how did he come out of the Lone Mountain, but he did escape from birth, and like no one, he taught in a preacher in Taixu Gate."
"And the Taixu Sect disciple who was captured in Gushan..."
"I have made some guesses about the identity of this disciple, but there has been no evidence. The Taixu Sect is very guarded, and even Daotingsi is tight-lipped."
"After more than a month, it took a lot of twists and turns, and moved a lot of relationships. There were some evidence, which determined his identity."
"This disciple related to Gunshan, the name of the famous painting, surnamed Mo famous ..."
As soon as this remark, the ancestor of the Shen family immediately opened his eyebrows, "You mean ..."
The master of the Shen family said: "Yes, it is too much ... the front of the front."
The ancestor of the Shen family looked dull, showing no signs of joy or anger.
The owner of the Shen family did not know what the ancestor was thinking, but he could only continue:
"This matter should be ... Taixumen is in the secret layout. With a disciple as a bait, through heavy means, the scars of my Shen family are exposed, and my Shen family is above the knife, which attracts other wolves and let them eat me to eat me. The base of the Shen family ... "
... In this case, in order to operate, how many spirit mines, Lingsian, Lingshi, and Zongmen rights, and other forces related to the Shen family, those who are related to the Shen family go out ... …
No one is more clear than his owner.
Every time I think of this, the heart of the Shen family is dripping blood.
His hatred in his heart became more and more deeper.
But in the heart of the Shen family, there was a little bit puzzled, so he said:
"This is called ink painting, but the head of the front of the front is the rare array demon for hundreds of years. It is so big that he uses him as a" bait "? They are not afraid, the boy died in the lone mountain "
Once the ink painting is dead, with the background of his too much door, I am afraid that in this life, don't want to take the front of the front.
They really don't cherish this disciple?
And...
The head of the Shen family frowned, "What is he, a small foundation-building disciple, doing in Gushan? Why does he want to wade through this muddy water for no reason?"
"Does this kid have any ulterior motives?"
There is no mistake in every song, one post, one content, one 6 one, one book, one book, take a look!
The ancestor of the Shen family pondered for a moment and said slowly: "This is a big game of chess, and behind it is the ancestor of the Cave Void Realm who is strategizing."
"In this chess game, everyone you see is a chess piece."
"The Jim Dan Jianxiu, named Xunziyou, is no exception, not to mention ... this little disciple who built the foundation."
"Don't always think about what chess is thinking."
The ancestor of the Shen family looked at the owner of the Shen family, and his eyes were deep:
"...You are the head of the family now, and the family should behave like a head of the family."
"You have to know who you are playing chess with."
"Standing behind the scenes, standing at the perspective of the ancestors, and watching this game, you can see it."
"In the future, when you are promoted to Dongxu, you will have a real position and become the ancestor of my Shen family..."
"If your eyes are short, you can only see those chess pieces, but you do n’t even know who played chess. It will be played between the palms of the stock sooner or later."
These sincere words made the head of the Shen family tremble and shed tears of gratitude.
The ancestor still had expectations to himself.
The head of the Shen family knelt down and said, "My grandson will bear in mind the teachings of our ancestors."
The ancestor of the Shen family slightly headed, and then the words turned around, "How much do you know about route?"
The head of the Shen family was just about to get up when he heard this and knelt down again, saying sincerely:
"It's because of the poor discipline of the grandson. Lin'er and the others...were young and frivolous. They were greedy for the taste of rouge and made a fool of themselves. It really damaged the reputation of our Shen family..."
The owner of the Shen family was uneasy. He thought that his ancestor would blame him, but unexpectedly, the ancestor of the Shen family shook his head:
"This may not be a bad thing."
The owner of the Shen family frowned, "Old ancestor ... you ..."
The ancestor of the Shen family solemnly said: "I would rather they, after tasting the taste of flesh and blood, see through the beautiful and graceful skin of women in this world, and know the depravity and lowliness of women. From then on, they should restrain themselves and pursue Taoism and practice."< br>
"It is also forgotten that they are not highly born in the future, and the cheap women who are not born and have a good -looking, who are chaotic, get lost, and become waste."
"The monk should be a monk, ask for the great power of the world, and never die."
"Those who love their children and are greedy for temporary pleasure will only become a stupid dog before the catastrophe."
"This, you have to teach him well."
The owner of the Shen family toured: "Yes."
"Okay, you go down," said the ancestor of the Shen family, "after you go down, call Lin'er."
The owner of the Shen family was relieved, and respectfully took the first time, and then slowly got up.
The owner of the Shen family retreated.
After a while, a young man with extraordinary appearance walked in and kowtowed respectfully:
"My great-great-grandson Shen Linshu has met our ancestors."
The young man is upright and neither humble nor arrogant.
The eyes of the Shen family ancestors were shining in the eyes of the ancestor, looking at Shen Linshu, as if looking at the herself of the year.
"Lin'er ..." The ancestor of the Shen family was gentle.
"Old ancestor." Shen Linshu said.
"Soon after, it is the sword conference."
"Yes," Shen Linshu's eyes were bright and his tone was resounding, "My great-great-grandson will definitely win the first place in sword theory this time for the Qiandao Sect, for the Shen family, and for you, our ancestor!"
The ancestor of the Shen family shook his head, "This first is not for Taoism, not for the Shen family, nor for me, but for me for yourself."
"Your qualifications, talent, and mind are all the best choices. You only have this chance to prove yourself."
"Pick the first sword, and you can step on the clouds and go straight to the top of the clouds."
Shen Linshu's eyes were bright, but he still said:
"My ancestor pampered me, the Shen family raised me, Qian Dao taught me, and my great-great-grandson is now successful in practice. He should live up to his ancestor's love and the cultivation of his family and sect."
The ancestor of the Shen family nodded happily, "You are more promising than your father, don't let me down."
"Don't worry, ancestor." Shen Lin wrote.
"Go down and practice well."
"Yes, great-great-grandson takes his leave."
Shen Linshu bowed respectfully and stepped back.
The ancestor of the Shen family looked at Shen Linshu's back silently.
Looking at my great-great-grandson who is tall and handsome, masculine in blood, full of spiritual power, and born with a temperament that is awe-inspiring above the common people, like a "unicorn", I feel a deep affection in my heart.
This is the genius of his Shen family.
This is the real arrogant.
This is the most direct bloodline of his Dongxu ancestor.
He was angry about Yan Zhizhou.
He was angry with Shen Linshu. What he was angry is how to be eligible for those lowly women to make him the Xuansun of the Kirin's vein "Lin Xing"?
How to match those cheap books?
The ancestor of the Shen family looked slightly stunned, but then gradually calmed down, and his whole person became calm again.
Seeing Shen Linshu, he couldn't help but think of another name:
"Ink painting..."
This disciple named Mo Hua wanted to join the Qian Dao Sect with the ancient admission order a few years ago.
But was rejected.
In the heart of the Shen family, if you don't care about it, it is unlikely.
There is a pity in his heart.
What he regrets is not the ink painting itself, but that he should not "capitalize the enemy".
At that time, I accepted ink paintings, even if I kept as a miscellaneous service, as a disciple who was not an outer door, let him be in Daozong. Among the thousands of heavenly pride, the heart was inferior, the Tao was humble, and finally he was suddenly suddenly out of his heart. Everyone ...
It's always better, sending him hands to Taixu Gate.
If there is no ink painting, Zongmen's restructuring has been settled, and there will be so many branches of the side, so many changes will be made.
It won’t be until this session of discussion that the direction of the general trend can be decided.
Not to mention exposing the Shen family's Gushan affairs.
As the undercurrent surged, the Shen family was once in a state of turmoil, and they had to cut off their wrists and cut off a lot of flesh.
And this is because he feels early and decides early.
If it were any slower, the Shen family would inevitably encounter a catastrophe and be in danger.
Now that things have happened, the ancestor of the Shen family knows very well that the ink painting must have the cause and effect of that person.
At this point, the ancestor of the too dawn must know.
Because he knows, he will use this plan to use ink painting as a "chess piece" to deal with the restructuring of the Dao Daozong and even the four major.
The ancestor of the Shen family sighed in his heart.
When misfortunes come, blessings fall upon them; when blessings come, misfortunes fall upon them.
For Qian Daozong, this son was originally a blessing, but because it was pushed away, it turned into "disaster".
The change of cause and effect is truly mysterious.
The ancestor of Taixumen was indeed a master of this way. He could be able to give birth to a disciple of the inferior spiritual roots of the middle and lower products into the head of the talker, and developed him with a sharp sword against the Taoism.
"But that's it..."
The ancestor of the Shen family pondered in his heart.
After all, Taixu Sect's foundation was somewhat poor. Even if the three sects merged, most of the top disciples were gone, and most of the remaining ones were just mediocre ones.
The theory of stem, using the sword as the respect, the sword is the big head.
This is too bad, but the dead end.
As for this ink painting, no matter how good the formation is, it is just another formation ranking first.
"By the head of a queer alone, you can’t save the three units of your stream ..."
The ancestor of the Shen family smiled softly and gloomy.
...
After Mo Hua returned to Taixumen, he started practicing day after day again.
And after the New Year, time flies, and more than a month has passed.
Mo Hua finally started his ninth year in Taixu Sect.
This is also him, in the last year of Too Dimen's practice.
And this year, he was finally about to participate. The size of the country's boundary is the most magnificent. It is also all disciples of Zongmen. There is only one event in this life:
Qian Xue Sword Conference.
(End of chapter)