The eldest son Heng spent half a month recovering from his injuries in E County, and people from the Chunyang Sect have been taking care of him. Zong Minghe sent Elder Taiwei to investigate their attack together with the Chunyang Sect, but he only met Elder Taiwei once and answered many details of the day, but it was Xu Zhinan, the head teacher of the Chunyang Sect, who came to see him him several times.
Immortal cultivators are youthful and long-lived. The Chunyang sect has to add the word "geng" because of the practice of pure heart and asceticism. It is not uncommon for people with a life span of a hundred years. Xu Zhinan should be half a hundred people, but he still looks young The handsome Mr. Pianpian, he is not as cold and rigid as most of the Chunyang Sect members, he is more mellow. If there is no accident, he will be the next head of the Chunyang Sect.
On this day, Zong Ziheng was arranging his clothes, his injuries were almost recuperated, and he wanted to return to his name as soon as possible, so as not to worry his mother and siblings.
It happened that Xu Zhinan came to visit him.
"A real person."
"Your Majesty."
The two bowed to each other.
"Your Highness, this is..." Xu Zhinan saw that Zong Ziheng had made the mattress evenly, without any wrinkles. As the head teacher of the Chunyang Sect, he has spent half his life dealing with members of the Zong family. There are those who are arrogant and domineering, some are bossy, and some are flattering and bullying. All the immortal sects have been suppressed for hundreds of years. It's been a long time for the Zong family to suffer, but I didn't expect the eldest prince of the Zong family to be so gentle and gentle, it's hard not to feel good about him.
"I've been bothering you for a few days, and this junior should say goodbye." Zong Ziheng said sincerely, "Thanks to the real person taking care of me these days, my injury can heal so quickly. This kind of kindness will always be remembered in my heart."
"Your Majesty, you are being polite. It's just that your injury hasn't healed yet, so you don't have to rush away. It's better to rest for a few days."
"If I haven't gone back for so long, my mother should be worried about me, and my brother can't leave me since he was a child."
"If that's the case, I won't hold you back. I will send a few disciples to escort you back to your daimyo."
"Don't bother."
"Your Highness, please don't refuse. The two Highnesses had an accident in Gutuo Town. I, Chunyang Sect, cannot escape the responsibility. I must ensure that Your Highness returns home safely."
"Then I would like to thank the real person." The eldest son Heng said, "Please also ask the real person to send my greetings to the master Xianzun."
"My master has been in seclusion for many years, and I have accepted it on behalf of my master."
Zong Ziheng smiled: "My master has also been in retreat for three years."
"His Majesty seems to be a teacher..."
"Yes, my uncle, he is retreating and breaking through the eighth heaven of Zongxuan sword."
Xu Zhinan nodded, thoughtfully: "Eighth Heaven...Your Majesty, at such a young age, has already broken through the Seventh Heaven. He is a leader among his peers, and he is formidable in future generations."
Zong Ziheng smiled lightly and remained silent. His uncle was only in his twenties when he broke through to the Seventh Heaven, but after another twenty years, he still stagnated. For three generations no one has reached the eighth heaven. And the Jiuchongtian, where the ancestors once reached the realm of transformation, has long since become an unattainable legend.
"Really, if you have any news about the investigation of the pill thief, can you send me a letter?"
"I came here today to tell His Highness that we have found some clues."
Zong Ziheng's heart tightened.
"That Gong Shuji was once obtained by an elder of the Kunlun Cangyu Sect. About eight or nine years ago, this person died accidentally while removing evil spirits. The whereabouts of Gong Shuji are unknown. In recent years, there has been an organization specialized in hunting pills in the rivers and lakes. It is called Lion League, and has killed many monks. According to the survivors, the magic weapon of the leader may be this Gong Shuji. Cang Yumen has been tracking Lion League, and believes that this person is related to the death of the elder, but this People are haunted by ghosts, no one knows their identity and the number of cultivation methods, and they are still at large."
Zong Ziheng said in a deep voice: "Hunting alchemy... I heard that these alchemy hunters usually like to start with loose cultivators."
"Yes, if you harm the monks of the Great Immortal Sect, you will definitely be traced to the end, and there will be endless troubles, unless..."
"Unless someone offered a reward." Zong Ziheng's eyes were condensed with frost, "Someone offered a huge reward for my brother and I's Golden Pill."
"Probably so." Xu Zhinan said seriously, "With the identities of His Royal Highness and Ninth Highness, and with high-ranking monks as guards, ordinary people dare not invade, let alone take the golden elixir, unless there is a huge benefit."
Zong Ziheng was very blocked in his heart, he had never made enemies with anyone, and Zong Zixiao was just a child, who could be so mad? Who wants to kill them? !
"Your Majesty, there are some rumors that the member of the Lion League is a traitor of the Cangyu Sect, and he succeeded in attacking the elder when he was getting rid of evil spirits, but the Cangyu Sect refused to admit it because of face or other reasons. To find this person, the cooperation of Cangyu Sect is probably necessary, Elder Taiwei plans to go to Cangyu Sect himself, hoping to get something."
Zong Ziheng sighed: "Thank you, Daoist, I... bid farewell."
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The eldest son Heng was escorted by the monks of the Pure Yang Cult, and Yu Jian flew back to his daimyo.
As soon as he entered the Wuji Palace, he went straight to Qinghui Pavilion. In this deep palace, his mother relied heavily on him, and he had younger brothers and sisters, but besides him, his mother had no other relatives in this world.
"Mother." As soon as he stepped into Qinghui Pavilion, Zong Ziheng shouted impatiently.
Shen Shiyao ran out in a hurry, and the moment she saw Zong Ziheng, her expression changed several times, worry, anger, grief, hatred, her soft and bright face was distorted.
Zong Ziheng's heart sank.
Shen Shiyao slapped her son with a resounding slap when she waved her hand at her son who was coming up to her.
Zong Ziheng was stunned by the beating, and he kept his face turned sideways, without moving for a long time.
Shen Shiyao hugged Zong Ziheng again, and cried: "Why did you miss the Jiaolong meeting, why did you miss the Jiaolong meeting!"
Zong Ziheng's eyes flickered on and off, and finally dimmed. He whispered, "I'm sorry."
Shen Shiyao tremblingly stroked Zong Ziheng's face: "Have mother ever hit you? In the past sixteen years, mother wished she could feed you with everything she had. She only hoped that you would become a talent, that the emperor would appreciate you, and that those people would no longer dare to look down on you." Us, do you know that Jiaolong will be your chance to stand up, how can you make a mistake at such a critical time!"
Zong Ziheng's eyes were also wet: "I'm sorry, it's all my son's fault."
"You asked me... what should we do? Your father is counting on you to win back his face in Jiaolong. Will he still look at you now?! Do you still want to be left out, scolded, ridiculed? ? You don’t even have a good sword or a decent magic weapon, aren’t you sad?”
Zong Ziheng lowered his head, tears dripping silently.
Shen Shiyao burst into tears: "Mother has always been proud of you, you are everything to Mother."
Apart from "I'm sorry", Zong Ziheng couldn't say anything else. He only felt that his chest was suffocated, and every gasp exhausted his strength. He was wrong, he shouldn't have stayed in Gutuo Town, he should have gone to Mount Shu earlier, so that he wouldn't disappoint everyone, but why did he feel that he was doing the right thing, but made a mistake in the end.
Shen Shiyao hugged him and cried for a long time before she calmed down and asked worriedly: "How is your injury?"
"Go back to mother, it's much better."
Shen Shiyao carefully stroked Zong Ziheng's wound, and her tears seemed to get out of control again: "I haven't had a good night's sleep these days when you were away, and after hearing that you were injured, it's even more..." She wiped away her tears, "I Knowing that blaming you won't help, but I'm so disappointed, distressed, and disappointed."
Zong Ziheng pursed his lips and remained silent.
"I've never been reconciled, and I've never been reconciled for the rest of my life." Shen Shiyao looked at the front blankly, "Back then, our childhood sweethearts, it was obvious that he said he liked me and promised me for the rest of his life, but in the end it was me who seduced him by all means, why did my relationship with me The son has become so unbearable, how come you will be blinded as soon as you are born."
The eldest son Heng was in a daze, not daring to look at his mother. This was the first time she talked about his father in front of him. In the past, this was a taboo topic between their mother and son. When he was naive, if he asked why father If she didn't like herself, she would wash her face with tears, and then he didn't dare to ask.
"It's hard work, it's hard work for you to be successful, and you have such a high-quality root that no one dares to ignore you and compare Zong Zimo fiercely. As long as you win the championship in Jiaolong, our mother's status in Zong's It's stable, but at this time..." Shen Shiyao's eyes were full of hatred, "at this time, someone is trying to harm you, almost killing you, and she is so vicious."
Zong Ziheng was startled: "Mother, who are you talking about?"
Shen Shiyao looked at Zong Ziheng, and said viciously: "Who else is it? You and Xiaojiu have an accident, who is the most proud? Whose son is a dandy who can't be supported by mud, who is jealous of your fundamental qualifications, who is the most proud?" Afraid that you Jiaolong will win the championship and threaten his son's position?"
Zong Ziheng lowered his voice and said anxiously: "How can you say such nonsense?"
Did Shen Shiyao imply that the Empress Li Xiangtong wanted to kill them? !
Shen Shiyao sneered: "I've heard that the pill hunters who harmed you usually only kill casual cultivators, and they don't have enough temptations. They dare not attack Prince Zong after eating the bear's heart and leopard courage. You have been killed. Isn't it just her benefit? You and Xiaojiu are both superior roots. As long as you are dead, no one will laugh at Zong Zimo as a son of a son but with mediocre aptitude. When the time comes, let him practice the golden core of the two of you. , he has been completely reborn since then, and he has achieved multiple goals in one fell swoop!"
"Mother, stop talking!" Zong Ziheng pulled Shen Shiyao into the room, he had to admit that these words made sense, but he didn't dare to think in that direction, it was too scary.
"You don't believe it?" Shen Shiyao grabbed Zong Ziheng's arm and shook it vigorously, "You have been like this since you were a child, always wanting to be kind to others. If you don't harm others, others will not harm you? Think carefully about what your mother said. Right. The golden pills of blood relatives are more effective when eaten, Li Xiangtong just wants to harm you, just want to dig your pills to... "
Zong Ziheng covered Shen Shiyao's mouth and said sharply: "Don't say it, these words will lead to death!"
Shen Shiyao's eyes were wide open, and the two of them stared at each other for a while, before Shen Shiyao was discouraged, she pulled her son's hand off, but her chest was still heaving violently, unable to calm down.
"Ziheng, you believe me, it must be her..."
"There is no evidence, so don't talk about it. Don't mention this matter again."
Shen Shiyao covered her face: "I hate you so much, you have been hurt so badly. For sixteen years, she has made things difficult for our mother and son. Now she must be hiding in the dark. I don't know how she is proud of it."
"Xiao Jiu and I are fine, so it's safe to say that there is no danger. Elder Taiwei is doing his best to investigate this matter. Before the truth comes out, you must never mention these words again, and you must not mention them to anyone."
The mother and son were in a stalemate, and Zong Zixiao's shout came from outside the house: "Brother!"
Zong Ziheng wiped his face, adjusted his mood, and walked out: "Xiao Jiu."
"Brother!" Zong Zixiao's eyes lit up, and he rushed over, and when he was about to pounce into his arms like usual, he stopped in time and hesitated, "Your injury..."
Zong Ziheng smiled softly, and spread his arms: "It's almost better, give me a gentle hug."
Zong Zixiao carefully hugged Zong Ziheng, his eyes became hot: "Brother, you are finally back, I miss you so much."
"I'm fine, we're fine."
Zong Zixiao suppressed his tears back, and looked at Zong Ziheng with burning eyes: "Brother, don't be sad, I will definitely win the championship for the Zong family in the Jiaolong Association four years later."
Shen Shiyao sneered from behind.
Zong Ziheng's back stiffened, Zong Zixiao was still young and couldn't understand the expression of adults, he only felt that the usually gentle and amiable Concubine Shen was so weird at this time, he looked at Zong Ziheng puzzled.
Zong Ziheng touched Zong Zixiao's head: "Brother believes in you." He stared at Zong Zixiao's clear eyes, the pride and determination in them made him feel a strange emotion. He believed that Zong Zixiao could win the championship and get the glory that he could never get in his life. From childhood to adulthood, all the things he expected and couldn't get, his younger brother always seemed to be at his fingertips. He said that he had never been jealous, and he himself didn't believe it. But everyone has their own destiny, and he doesn't force it.
"By the way, big brother, when did you break through to the seventh heaven?"
"Not long ago, I couldn't control it, so last time I used up my spiritual power all at once." If he didn't put all his eggs in one basket, he would never dare to use it rashly, otherwise after one move, he would have no fighting power.
"Uncle has not been able to break through the eighth heaven for so many years, and my father is also in the seventh heaven..." Zong Zixiao held Zong Ziheng's hand and comforted him, "Brother, don't worry about my father being angry, my father knows that you have broken through." The Seventh Heaven, I praise you for your aptitude, you are so powerful, why do you need a mere dragon to prove yourself, there will be opportunities to make a name for yourself in the world of cultivating immortals."
"Really, Father praised me?"
"Yeah." Zong Zixiao nodded vigorously, with admiration in his eyes, "Brother, I will try my best to catch up with you, and I also want to break through the seventh heaven. One day in the future, I will break through the eighth and ninth heavens together with you." God, let us brothers together, let Zong Xuanjian once again respect the world!"
At that time, Zong Zixiao would never have imagined that his bold words and ambitions would eventually come true, but at that time, he and his elder brother no longer had "we", and Zong Xuanjian disappeared into the In the torrent of time.