There were only five people left in the huge reception hall.

Three Nascent Soul Sovereigns.

Lin Pingzhen, Ning Xia and Xie Shi.

"Then, we are the only ones left now. I have noticed that this little Taoist friend has been hesitant to speak since just now. Is there anything you want to say to me?" Leaving aside the important matters of the sect.

, this leader Guo is also a Nascent Soul monk with an upright and peaceful temperament, and is also very friendly to the younger generations.

In fact, he had heard about Ningxia a long time ago. Since Lord Lingche told him about Fuyun Island, he naturally couldn't leave Ningxia.

In the eyes of Zhenjun Lingche, Ningxia is a young monk with good conduct. He takes good care of his disciples in Fuyun Island. In the eyes of Zhenjun Zhaohe, the same is true. Aiwujiwu, he has always treated Ningxia, who has never been masked, from the beginning.

Have a good impression.

Otherwise, Guo Jianfeng, a Nascent Soul Lord, could actually ignore Ningxia. But he still cooperated half-actively and half-passively, and stayed here to listen to what Ningxia was about to report.

The Huyang Sect is a frighteningly united sect. Perhaps due to an accident in the early years, they dispersed to death, leaving almost all of them dead loyal to the sect, and they have a high degree of loyalty to the Huyang Sect.

There is a relatively harmonious relationship among senior fellow apprentices and senior leaders, and some relationships are quite good. For example, Zhenjun Lingche and Sect Master Guo went out on adventures together many times when they were young. They were half brothers, even better than Lingche.

His direct junior brother Mingdu is even closer to him.

And Guo Jianfeng has always regarded Xie Shi as his nephew and treated him very well. Therefore, it is said that Ningxia took advantage of Xie Shi to attract Zhenjun Zhaohe to cooperate with the inquiry so kindly today, which was a bit more amiable than with Lin Pingzhen.

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But he will soon learn that this guy in Ningxia is not only related to his nephew Xie Shi, but will also bring him some shocking news.

Ningxia calmed down, and various thoughts came to mind.

Her slightly stiff cheeks when she first met Guo Ni, her and Han Yue's figures cuddling each other under the bonfire, the devastated expression after losing her lover, and finally the fixed look of death on her face.

That beautiful girl died, many years ago, and disappeared into ashes along with her lover not long ago. And the counterfeit that brought her to this point is still occupying her home, deceiving her family, and will be there someday in the near future.

One day, she harmed her sect.

Ning Xia felt that her father should know the truth most. Immediately, immediately, without any further delay.

"I wonder if Lord Zhaohe can open the isolation barrier again and seal this hall. No one can know about this conversation except those present."

"Oh?" Zhenjun Zhaohe's peaceful smile faded a little. He looked at the solemn look on Ning Xia's eyebrows and his expression became serious.

He and Lingche looked at each other for a while, then nodded and waved slightly. The spiritual power of gaze enveloped the hall, making it even more airtight than before.

"Okay. It seems that there is a big secret hidden in my little Taoist friend's heart. This secret seems to be related to our sect. Don't be nervous, little friend, but it doesn't matter. It's... very safe here." The ancestors of this place have set restrictions.

Prevent any form of prying eyes, no matter what.

Ning Xia exhaled softly, as if she wanted to pour out the depression in her chest: "I wonder if Zhenjun Zhaohe still remembers this girl Sizi?"

Lord Zhaohe was slightly shocked. He almost opened his mouth and asked: How did you know?

"Si is located east of Shun's burial, south of the Xiang River. It looks like an ox, with black color and one horn. It is an ancient auspicious beast, as fierce and brave as a tiger. Dad hopes that you can be as strong as this animal and have a healthy and happy life." Ningxia said in a low voice.

Copying the brochure and remembering Guo Ni's fragile and longing eyes when she said these words, she suddenly felt very sad and felt sorry for her friend.

However, she did not live a healthy and happy life as her father had wished. She died in a foreign land and her soul could not return, and even her body was turned into ashes.

"How did you know? Who told you?!" Lord Showa was actually panicking. Maybe he didn't know why he was panicking. He only felt that the thick fog that had confused him over the years and some late nights were faintly

The pain felt like I was about to find an answer.

Ning Xia didn't answer. She continued vigorously: "... Dad, it's such an unpleasant name, and it looks ugly too. When I grow up, can I not be called by this name..."

"...I have to give myself a nicer name, let's call it A Tong. I like the color red very much..." Tong Guan Youwei said that he admired the beauty.

At that time, the girl excused herself insincerely. In fact, she remembered that Han Yue once made a portrait of her. The vermilion pen barrel and the bright red cinnabar reflected in her heart.

After that, he kept calling her A Tong. He never called her Si Zi again. The once well-behaved and shy girl disappeared into the past along with that nickname.

Zhaohe Zhenjun stood up at some point and took a few steps forward. His face turned red and his eyes were bloodshot. The pressure belonging to the Yuanying monk came overwhelmingly, and Ningxia felt a tightness in his chest and a swelling in his throat.

A hint of itching, blood surging.

She instantly saw stars in her eyes, and subconsciously mobilized the spiritual power in her body to resist, but it was a drop in the bucket. The thin spiritual power could not take care of all aspects, and Ningxia felt pain everywhere, and her legs were sore after holding on for a moment and she was about to fall over.

Then he was supported by Xie Shi who was struggling to resist, but it could be seen that Lin Pingzhen was also having a hard time holding on. The out-of-control Nascent Soul Lord was far more than the Golden Core cultivator could resist.

"Brother, head, stop!" Someone was shouting, and two completely different spiritual powers came in, seeming to join forces to resist the out-of-control manic spiritual power.

Thank God, there were two sane Nascent Soul Lords standing here, who managed to stop the out-of-control Guo Jianfeng and forced him to calm down. If there was only one person, Guo Jianfeng, and the three low-level monks present, he might have been irreversibly damaged.

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It seemed that after a while, the pressure gradually dissipated. Ningxia vaguely felt that the person supporting her seemed to sit down, and then someone sent spiritual energy to her body. It was cool, and her swollen and painful veins felt much better. But she didn't know

Why does Ningxia still feel that the spiritual power in her body is very restless, and it hurts her, as if she is trying to break through some barrier?

However, she couldn't care less and tried to open her eyes to understand the current situation.

Lin Pingzhen was sitting next to her. He was holding her right hand, and gentle spiritual power continued to flow in. On the other side, Xie Shi was sitting, and Lin Pingzhen was also holding her arm and sending spiritual power. Everyone looked very excited.

It’s ugly, but they are still awake.

Zhaohe Zhenjun's loss of control was sudden and extremely powerful. If Lin Pingzhen hadn't caught them in time, the two younger ones might have fallen into a coma by now.

Fortunately, everything was fine in the end.
Chapter completed!