When Zhu Qing'er heard this, her joy suddenly turned into endless grievance and melancholy. Tears welled up in her eyes. She was stunned on the spot. She didn't understand why she kept crying in front of Yang Lingfeng.
Yang Lingfeng did not dare to look directly at Zhu Qing'er's resentful eyes. She pretended to be unaware and looked at Bai Yulian quietly, feeling confused but not knowing how to resolve it. The atmosphere in the room suddenly became awkward.
A murmur sounded, causing the two of them to look at Bai Yulian at the same time. Bai Yulian opened her eyes slightly, woke up, and breathed heavily.
Zhu Qing'er walked over gently, sat on the edge of the bed, lifted Bai Yulian up and half sat on the bedside, and asked: "Aunt Bai, are you awake?"
Bai Yulian didn't say anything, she just sat as if in trance, her expression was dull, and she was as silent as a piece of wood.
Yang Lingfeng also came to the bedside, took Bai Yulian's hand, and gently shook it: "Er Niang? Are you okay?"
When Bai Yulian heard Yang Lingfeng's voice, she raised her head and looked at Yang Lingfeng. She finally regained some energy and said softly: "Lingfeng, your father, your father is probably possessed by a demon."
Yang Lingfeng and Zhu Qing'er were shocked at the same time and looked at each other. Yang Lingfeng asked: "Second mother, where do you start talking about this? Didn't my father disappear? How could he be possessed by a demon?"
Bai Yulian nodded and said silently: "During the time when your father disappeared, I didn't know the reason why your father disappeared, and the leader tried his best to conceal it. It wasn't until the day before yesterday, when I asked again, that he told me . He said that when your father was fighting the Golden Dog at Xianren Pass, he stood on the top of the city, took out a bamboo flute, and played a tune. The situation of the Golden Dog who heard the tune was just as Qing'er said Exactly the same.¡±
Yang Lingfeng was startled, his steps were unsteady, he took two steps back and asked, "Er Niang, are you saying that it was because of this ghost flute found in my old house that my father became like that?"
Bai Yulian looked at Zhu Qing'er and said: "Well, you ask Qing'er again. She has seen a lot of weird things, so she should know something. But I guess I can't be wrong. Fortunately, okay, at least I know you. Dad is still alive." After saying that, he covered his face and cried.
Yang Lingfeng looked at Zhu Qing'er, but didn't know how to speak. Having said those words just now, I'm afraid I can no longer continue with her.
Zhu Qing'er had secretly wiped away her tears since Bai Yulian woke up, as if she was worried that Bai Yulian would worry about her and the two of them again. At this time, seeing Yang Lingfeng's embarrassed face, her heart softened and she analyzed: "Aunt Bai is right. Yes, I think so too. According to the current situation, if the nine-note soul-searching flute had its own spirituality, this flute would not stay here. I am afraid that the evil spirit imprisoned in this flute has escaped. In this way" Having said this, I can't say any more.
Yang Lingfeng suddenly became anxious, but it was Bai Yulian who saw Yang Lingfeng's expression and said first: "Even if it is a fierce spirit, Youxuan is fine. Otherwise, how could he defeat the Golden Dog in the Immortal Pass? That's all, it will only cause some evil spirits. How can a little effort be called becoming a demon? Lingfeng, don¡¯t worry, with the power of our White Lotus Sect, we will definitely get your father back."
After hearing this, Yang Lingfeng calmed down a little, nodded and remained silent.
Thousands of miles away in the cold desert land, people are desolate, animals are extinct, snowstorms are raging, and the sun is often missing. At this moment, two figures were passing over the snow, as fast as ghosts. There is a man and a woman. The woman has beautiful features and tall figure. It is Ji Yinru who attacked Yang Lingfeng and took away the love pearl.
The two flew to the foot of a snow-capped mountain, slowed down and landed on the ground.
Ji Yinru patted the snow residue on her body, straightened her clothes, and asked the man: "Master, I don't know how far we have to go? It's really hard to travel for days now."
The man was pale, wearing a bronze gown, with a stiff face, and said: "It's not far away. Hard work is hard work. When we reach Qianhe Mountain, find the Forget Worry Grass, and refine the Love Bead, our Caiyi Sect will be able to compete with the Palace of the Dead and the Palace of the Dead. The Blood Borer Sect and others have resisted."
Ji Yinru's face gradually turned rosy and she said, "Master, how long will it take to refine the love pearl?"
The man put his hands behind his back, looked up to the sky and laughed, saying: "With my cultivation level, one month is enough. If Yin Ru's cultivation level is yours, I'm afraid it will take about a year."
Ji Yinru was flattered, lowered her head and asked, "Do I have a share too?"
The man smiled evilly and said: "Of course, since I, Yang Youxuan, have become your sect leader and have taken your love pearl, you will naturally have a share of the credit. Besides, how can I forget you Yinru What are the benefits?" After saying that, he stretched out a pair of big hands to touch Ji Yinru's body, regardless of whether the cold weather was suitable or not.
This man is Yang Lingfeng¡¯s biological father, Yang Youxuan, who has become the head of the Caiyi Sect.
The next day, Ji Yinru came out of a small cave.He walked out, spit out a flying sword, hollowed out the middle of a piece of ice in two or two strokes, put the snow slag into the ice basin, and carried it into the cave.
Yang Youxuan had also stood up, grabbed a handful of snow dregs and wiped it on his face.
Ji Yinru saw him washing his hands, took out a piece of dried meat and handed it over. Yang Youxuan didn't hesitate. He caught it and ate the snow residue. While eating, he said: "We will arrive at noon today. Then I will go up the mountain alone. You can wait and see at the bottom of the mountain. There must be divine beasts guarding the Forgettable Grass. You You have too much demonic aura on you. Although you have been hiding yourself from everyone, these mythical beasts are the most sensitive to demonic aura. I am afraid that as soon as you appear, you will attract all the sacred beasts over there, and then something will happen. .¡±
Ji Yinru nodded and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you at the bottom of the mountain."
Yang Youxuan wiped his mouth and said: "Well, I think this place is not bad. Yinru, just wait for me in this cave. Your cultivation is not enough. If I go alone, I can come back in less than three hours."
A trace of anger flashed across Ji Yinru's expression, and she secretly thought that Yang Youxuan was exaggerating, right? If you don't let me go, I will follow you secretly.
Yang Youxuan walked out of the cave, found the right direction, drew out the sword from his waist, and stepped on it. After a moment, Ji Yinru also released her flying sword and followed.
Yang Youxuan¡¯s mouth twitched and he chuckled, but ignored Ji Yinru behind him and accelerated his speed to fly forward.
Ji Yinru had been paying attention to hiding herself. At this moment, she suddenly saw Yang Youxuan speeding up. She felt angry and ignored him. She chased after him, but Yang Youxuan was no longer around. Then she gave up and returned to the cave.
Yang Youxuan saw Ji Yinru breaking up the meeting and ignored her. After a while, he arrived at Qianhe Mountain.
This mountain is called Qianhe Mountain. Naturally, there are many cranes here. They are not ordinary cranes, but divine beasts that guard this pure land. I saw a ray of rays of sunlight shining through the rising and falling snow, reflecting colorful colors on the snow, which made Yang Youxuan feel relaxed.
There was only a scream, and a black shadow came to Yang Youxuan's side.
When Yang Youxuan saw that the person who came had a higher level of cultivation than himself, he became alert and flew away. When he saw the person's face clearly, he was surprised again and said, "I wonder who is playing here in Qianhe Mountain. I didn't expect it." It's Pluto who's coming here, I'm so disrespectful." After saying that, he laughed and bowed in a pretentious manner.
Zhu Zihe smiled slightly and said: "Master Yang, are you okay? I wonder why Master Yang is here at Qianhe Mountain this time?"
Yang Youxuan secretly thought it was unlucky that he met someone from the Hall of the Dead in such a place where birds don't lay eggs and rabbits don't poop. He said: "Of course I came to Qianhe Mountain to get the forget-me-not grass. Pluto, don't tell me anything about you. You¡¯re just here to see the scenery, right?¡±
Zhu Zihe waved his hand and said: "How can we hide this little thing from Master Yang? Yes, my purpose of coming here is the same as Master Yang, which is to get this Forgettable Grass."
Seeing that Zhu Zihe was not hiding anything, Yang Youxuan was not used to it, so he came closer and said: "The forget-worn grass on Qianhe Mountain is not too much, not too little, but it should be enough for us to share, right? "
Zhu Zihe nodded and said: "That's right, I only need a little to make medicine. It's not a bad idea to take the rest of the Yang Clan Master. But the sacred crane in Qianhe Mountain is not easy to deal with?"
Seeing Zhu Zihe's expression, Yang Youxuan secretly thought to himself that Pluto had always been an unruly and arrogant person. How could he show weakness in front of him at this moment? "This sacred crane from Qianhe Mountain is naturally very powerful to others." Come on, if Pluto goes up in person, I¡¯m afraid it won¡¯t be enough for you, Pluto, right?¡±
Zhu Zihe paused for a moment, and also heard something about the smell. He sighed and said, "Otherwise, if I had come to pick it up in person half a year ago, it would be true. But now it is no longer possible."
Yang Youxuan frowned and said, "According to this, Pluto, could it be that something went wrong during your practice and you suffered internal injuries?"
Zhu Zihe's eyes sparkled and he said, "That's exactly it. So, if Master Yang and I go together, it won't be difficult to get some Forget-Worry Grass."
Yang Youxuan was secretly happy in his heart. If he really suffered extremely serious internal injuries and dealt with Zhu Zihe at this time, wouldn't the power of the Palace of Dead Souls be able to capture him? After thinking about it, he said nothing and paid close attention to Zhu Zihe's expression. I'm afraid that I might be a little careless and be fooled by others, and then it will be too late to regret.
Zhu Zihe turned his gaze to the top of the mountain and said slowly: "Although I, Zhu Zihe, have suffered internal injuries now, those treacherous villains can't get some benefits from me. With Brother Yang's cultivation to its fullest, You will definitely be able to tie with me. Of course, I think Brother Yang, as the master of the Caiyi Sect, would not bother to do such sneaky things. What does Brother Yang think?"
Yang Youxuan¡¯s chest trembledHe jumped, but his expression remained unchanged, and he said: "Of course. I will not do those things that take advantage of others. What if my Caiyi Sect forms an alliance with Hades and your Soul Palace today? We will bring that together tomorrow. Isn¡¯t it a good thing to get rid of Laozi Xue Ming Sect?¡±
Zhu Zihe laughed and said, "If Brother Yang thinks highly of me in the Palace of Dead Souls, I will surely be blessed in the future."
The two demon sect leaders understood each other, smiled at each other, and looked towards the top of Qianhe Mountain.