On Honglan Peak, Master Honglan watched Senior Brother Gong and Ma Wei leave. Behind him, a middle-aged monk with a face similar to his appeared at some point.
Master Honglan seemed to have already known the person behind him, and asked without looking back: "Dad, do you think that old guy Sang Gensheng really cultivated the Lingsang King Seed?"
Master Qingyu shook his head and said: "It's just very possible, but one thing is certain, that is, Sang Gensheng definitely knows the inheritance of cultivating the King of Lingmulberry species in our sect, and although he has been marginalized and marginalized over the years, it is impossible to mobilize him." There are too many cultivation resources, but the mulberry trees all over the mountains and plains of Mulberry Peak make people have to be suspicious! "
Master Honglan said in confusion: "Dad, the inheritance of cultivating the King Lingmulberry Seed is a secret in this sect. Only a few monks above the Taigang Realm know its contents. This mulberry root can only be cultivated in the Jugang Realm. How could you, a past elder, know such secrets of our sect?”
Master Qingyu walked over, handed an elm sealing box to Master Honglan, and said: "This involves a public case of our sect back then. It has been many years since this matter, and it also involves our sect." The leader, Lan Huai Daozu, competed with another genius of our sect, Master Lan Sang, to be the leader. Therefore, few people in the sect mentioned it after that. It is normal for you, the younger generation, not to know about it. "
"Master Lan Sang?" Hong Lan's face was full of doubts when she took the spirit sealing box. She seemed to be searching for information about this master Lan Sang in her memory, but in the end it was in vain. She could only ask: "Why has the child never heard of it?" If this person could truly stand up to Master Lan Sang back then, he would not be an unknown person."
"That's because this person failed in the battle with Lan Kui Daozu for the leadership. Later, this person died after a war, and few people mentioned it afterward."
Master Honglan saw Master Qingyu not far away and told him more about the secrets of the past, but with just these few words, he was able to guess the swords, swords and shadows, as well as the overt and covert arrows at that time.
Master Qingyu continued: "At that time, Sang Gensheng was the pawn of Taoist Lan Huai. He was also a popular figure among the rising stars of the sect. Later, Master Lan Huai failed. This man was considered loyal and did not change the sect. , I have been marginalized and suppressed for many years, but I learned by chance that the master Lanhuai had entrusted him with the inheritance of cultivating the King Lingsang Seed before his death, but there was no evidence."
Master Honglan could probably guess at this time that his father had always been a supporter of the leader Lan Huai Daozu. Sang Gensheng had been suppressed in recent years, and his father had been the driving force behind this. , Eighty-nine times out of ten | Nine times when the two were competing for the leadership, my father was already Sang Gensheng's old rival.
Master Honglan thought for a while and said: "After Old Ghost Sang passed away, his disciples quickly sent people to take over everything in Sanglin Hall, but they did not find the Lingsang King Seed. Therefore, it is speculated that if this thing really exists, , nine times out of ten, it should be Sang Chen'er, after all, we belong to the same sect, and if the appearance is too ugly, others will probably take advantage of it. "
Master Qingyu nodded in approval after hearing this: "You are right, but there is one more thing you need to pay special attention to. There were rumors that before participating in that war, Master Lan Sang once gave a gift to someone who knew he would die. Sang Gensheng left a treasure. This matter was originally less reliable than the inheritance of the Lingsang King Seed, but someone had tried to verify it. Although it was later proven to be a myth, you still have to Save ten thousand
This is the reason why I let you become a Taoist couple with the daughter born from Sang Gen. "
Master Honglan tried to ask: "But what happened when Old Ghost Sang was seriously injured?"
Master Qingyu hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded and said: "Yes, since you have a valuable treasure, there is no reason why you should not take it out to save your life when you are about to die. But Sang Gensheng saw that people were dying, but The valuable treasure left by Master Lan Sang was still not available. Everyone left disappointed. However, they never thought that Sang Gensheng was actually saved and brought back to life. However, the injury was serious after all. Not only has his injury not improved at all over the years. , and even died before his longevity."
Master Honglan knows that if an outsider takes action, there is absolutely no reason to cut the grass without eradicating the root. This Sang Gensheng was seriously injured and dying, but the person who took action kept his hand and retreated midway. Nine times out of ten, the person who took action is still the same. "One's own people".
Thinking of this, Master Honglan had a better understanding of the cruelty of the internal disputes within Lingyi Sect.
Master Qingyu deliberately said these things to his son, and naturally he had deep meaning. Seeing him meditating on his own, he did not disturb him. Instead, there was a sense of relief in his expression.
After a long time, Master Honglan turned his attention to the spirit-sealing box in his hand. He opened the spirit-sealing talisman on the spirit-sealing box. The moment he opened it, a burst of rich spiritual energy rushed towards his face. Master Honglan couldn't help but be deeply moved. After taking a breath, I felt quite relaxed and happy, and at the same time, a sweet smell rushed straight to my nose. Master Honglan actually felt that his stomach made a "gurgling" sound, and he actually felt hungry.
"This is... the mulberry produced in the secret realm of our mulberry garden?" Master Honglan's eyes flashed with joy.
Twelve mulberries were neatly placed in the spirit-sealing box, each one black and purple, almost as big as an egg, and the full spiritual energy contained in it was almost bursting.
Master Qingyu smiled and shook his head, saying: "No, it's not an ordinary spiritual tree mulberry, but a three-hundred-year-old mulberry grown on the only seven spiritual mulberry king trees in the secret realm of the mulberry garden. The mulberry contained in such one is After refining the spiritual power, it can save you almost a year of practice time."
The look of surprise in Master Honglan's eyes became even greater, and he asked: "Dad, as far as I know, the number of mulberries produced on the seven Spirit Mulberry King trees of our sect is extremely limited, and they are only suitable for those in the late stage of our sect's real realm and above. Even if you are a monk in the Tiangang realm, you can only get one in two years."
Master Qingyu smiled and sighed: "Dad's cultivation has come to an end. No matter how much he eats of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, it can only deepen his skills. It is no longer possible to advance to the Taigang realm. It is better to leave these things for You, your cultivation was not ideal before, and most of these things would be wasted for you to refine, but now it is just right. With your current cultivation, refining these mulberries will save almost twelve years of cultivation time. It is not impossible to advance to the Xuangang realm, then you can truly be considered among the best among the three generations of disciples of our sect."
Speaking of this, Master Qingyu said earnestly: "Dad is old, and you are the only one who has seven or eight children under his knees. In the future, our Huang family will have to rely on you to support it."
On Sanglin Peak, An Hao and Sang Chen'er had decided to escape. For this reason, An Hao even secretly notified his family to help him. At this time, An Xia had roughly known his son's current situation in Lingyi Sect and knew that nothing could be done, but he wanted to Much more cautious than a passionate son