The two of them went down the mountain, and Xie Wanyou actually went to pick up Xiaobai, preparing to take him to the ancestral hall to meet the ancestor.

Xie Zhuoxing had just woken up and was still a little dazed, but after seeing Feng Ranzhi, his eyes immediately opened wide, and the hair all over his body exploded in an instant, and with a "squeak" sound, he got into Xie Wanyou's cuffs,

Only half of his head was poked out, and he stared at Feng Ranzhou warily and strangely.

"..." Feng Ranzhou didn't understand at all, it was just one night, why the cub forgot about him again... He could only use a dark face, and repeated his old trick, handing over a finger to let him smell his own.

odor.

The tip of Xie Zhuoxing's nose twitched a few times, then he showed a somewhat hesitant look, and tentatively asked in a low voice: "Uncle Fox?"

Feng Ranzhou took a deep breath: "Who else do you think you are?"

Xie Zhuoxing blinked, stretched out his paw towards Feng Ranzhou again, and said softly: "Uncle Fox, give me a hug~"

Feng Ranzhou picked it up in disgust and patted its little butt: "You little idiot."

Xie Zhuoxing was spanked, and he climbed on his shoulders with a groan.

Xie Wanyou touched Zai Zai's little head: "Then let's go there now."

However, when he arrived at the ancestral hall, Xie Wanyou was stopped by the guards. It turned out that inner disciples were not allowed to enter the ancestral hall unless they had important matters.

As the fifth disciple of Patriarch Xuantian, Feng Ranzhou had no problem getting in and out of the ancestral hall. In this way, in the end, it was Feng Ranzhou who took Xie Zhuoxing to pay homage to the Patriarch alone.

Regarding the spirit beast cubs, the guards were not that strict. They turned a blind eye and let Feng Ranzhou take Xiao Bai in with him.

There was silence in the ancestral hall, and Feng Ranzhi walked inside, memories of the past constantly emerging.

He still remembers that night when he was discovered by Patriarch Xuantian while hiding under the police case. Patriarch Xuantian asked him what happened to him, but he was unable to tell everything because of the curse.

Patriarch Xuantian seemed to have guessed something. Instead of forcing him, he put his hand on his head and rubbed it gently: "That's all, if you can't say it, don't say it."

That was the first time someone stroked his head kindly.

So when Patriarch Xuantian meditated again, he walked out from the desk and hesitantly placed the tiger head on Patriarch Xuantian's lap, wanting to feel this strange warmth again.

As expected, Patriarch Xuantian touched his head again, until he raised his ears and made a small purring sound.

Then, Patriarch Xuantian suddenly asked him: "Are you willing to worship me as your teacher?"

He raised his head in surprise and saw Patriarch Xuantian looking at him gently, with no hint of joking in his expression.

Patriarch Xuantian said: "The fire in your body conflicts with the Xuancang Kung Fu. I have nothing to teach you. I can only guide you on a righteous path. I'm afraid you have to explore the real path of cultivation by yourself."

."

He didn't hesitate and agreed immediately.

He had no name, so Patriarch Xuantian gave him one.

"The day I met you, the fire almost lit up the entire sky," Patriarch Xuantian stroked his head: "Just call him Ran Zhou, and take my surname 'Feng'."

It snowed heavily that night.

Patriarch Xuantian standing in front of the window gradually blurred in the wind and snow, and finally turned into a cold spiritual tablet in front of him.

Feng Ranzhou looked at the spiritual tablet in silence for a moment, then knelt down on the futon, as if Master Xuantian was still in front of him, and bowed down: "Master, this disciple is back."

Xie Zhuoxing squatted aside, also holding his two paws together, and worshiped the spirit tablet devoutly: "Xiaobai has met the ancestor."

The spiritual tablet placed in a high position remained unchanged. When Xie Zhuoxing's childish voice fell, a light golden halo appeared on the spiritual tablet, as if in response to it.

Seeing this, Feng Ranzhou pursed his lips, took three sticks of incense, lit them, and inserted them into the incense burner.

But in the next second, there was a "poof" and all three sticks of incense were extinguished.

Feng Ranzhi's eyes dimmed slightly, and he stood in front of the incense burner with his hands down, feeling a little at a loss.

Sure enough, Patriarch Xuantian is probably very dissatisfied with what he has done over the years.

of.

He was so dissatisfied that he would rather not give up the incense he offered.

Xie Zhuoxing also saw the extinguished incense. Seeing that Feng Ranzhou had not moved yet, he bumped his head against Feng Ranzhou's hand in confusion and reminded him in a low voice: "Uncle Fox, there is no fire." Hurry up and relight the fire.

Feng Ranzhou touched its head, lowered his eyes and said, "It's useless to light the fire again. I did something wrong. Grandmaster will never use my incense again."

Xie Zhuoxing was stunned, flew to his shoulder, looked at the ancestor's spiritual tablet with him, tilted his head and thought about it, and said seriously: "Uncle Fox, you can try to apologize to the ancestor, as long as you honestly admit your mistakes

, Grandmaster, maybe he will forgive you."

Feng Ran laughed at himself for a while: "Is it possible?"

He has abandoned the right path. He has killed countless people over the years. He feels ashamed of Master's teachings. How can he have the face to ask for Master's forgiveness?

But he finally knelt down again.

In any case, he still wanted to give Patriarch Xuantian a belated explanation.

About why he left Xuancang Sword Sect, about why he deceived his senior brothers and insisted on faking his death - and about all the grievances between him and Shenqi.

He confessed his life experience, saying that he was a hybrid created by the Hunyuan Divine Code, and that he was an unnatural creature that was not tolerated by heaven.

He explained his experiences over the years one by one - from falling into the devil's abyss, to nirvana, and then to becoming the devil.

Feng Ranzhou lowered his eyelashes and finally said: "Disciple knows that he has committed an unforgivable crime. I don't ask for Master's forgiveness, but I ask Master to allow me to stay in the sect temporarily to find the spy left behind by Shen Qi."

After he said these words, there was silence in the ancestral hall for a moment, and then the three incense sticks that were extinguished rekindled the curls of light smoke.

Feng Ranzhou was stunned.

Xie Zhuoxing was very happy, wagging his tail and asked Feng Ranzhou: "Does this mean that Grandmaster has forgiven Uncle Fox?"

Feng Ranzhou raised the corners of his lips slightly: "Well, maybe."

Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered something, his throat rolled, he held the cub on his shoulder into his arms, and said to the spirit tablet: "Master, this is my and Xie Wanyou's child. His name is Xie Zhuoxing. He was given by Xie Wanyou.

We all call him Xiaobai, he is almost four years old this year."

Xie Zhuoxing nestled in Feng Ranzhou's arms, looking at the spirit tablets in confusion and wagging his tail.

Feng Ranzhou thought about it for a moment, then took three sticks of incense for it, then held its little body with both hands, and asked it to also offer incense to Patriarch Xuantian.

But Feng Ranzhou didn't expect that the moment after he finished offering the incense to the cub, a golden light suddenly bloomed on the spirit tablet. The golden light quickly dispersed and turned into tiny spots of light, which fell on the cub's body without hesitation.

Xie Zhuoxing was like bathing in a small golden meteor shower. It looked at such a beautiful scene in amazement, and curiously stretched out its paws to touch those golden light spots. Unfortunately, these light spots had no substance. As soon as it was touched, it quickly

integrated into its body.

Xie Zhuoxing raised his head and asked Feng Ranzhou curiously: "Uncle Fox, what is this?"

"It's a blessing." Feng Ranzhou touched its little head: "It means that Grandmaster likes little fools like you very much."

Xie Zhuoxing immediately became angry: "Xiao Bai is not a little fool, Uncle Fox is a big fool."

Feng Ranzhou remained unmoved and poked its head maliciously, successfully making a hole in the fur on its head.

With a "pop" sound, Feng Ranzhou had just poured one of the three sticks of incense offered by his ancestor.

Feng Ranzhi took a look at it and helped the fallen incense stick up with some guilt, and then quickly stroked the cub's head, restoring the hair that had a hole in it to its original state.

Seeing someone supporting him, Xie Zhuoxing suddenly puffed up his chest proudly.

"..." Feng Ranzhou stared at it.

No matter Xie Wanyou or Master, you all should pamper it.

…

Xie Wanyou waited outside for a while and then saw the father and son coming out of the ancestral hall together.

After noticing that Feng Ranzhou looked much more relaxed, Xie Wanyou understood that the result of his heart-to-heart talk with the Patriarch should be pretty good.

On the way back, Xie Wanyou asked curiously about the situation at that time, and Feng Ranzhou briefly explained the whole process,

He also mentioned the fact that the cub was blessed by Patriarch Xuantian.

Xie Wanyou hugged Zaizai and looked at it, but found no difference: "Does blessing have any effect?"

Feng Ran Zhou said: "It doesn't have a specific effect. It may be able to enhance your natural abilities, or it may be an opportunity for enlightenment. It is also possible to increase your luck value in the short term."

Hearing this, Xie Wanyou couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that Grandmaster also likes little plush stuffed animals..."

Feng Ranzhou walked beside her, but didn't reply immediately. Xie Wanyou touched his finger and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Feng Ranzhou moved his fingers slightly and held her hand under his sleeve: "I just feel a little strange."

Xie Wanyou made a suspicious nasal sound: "Huh?"

"Master has ascended to the immortal world. In fact, logically speaking, he cannot appear so frequently." Feng Ranzhou frowned slightly and looked back: "But just now in the ancestral hall, the feeling Master gave me was like...

...He's always there."

Xie Wanyou's back started to feel cold inexplicably, and she couldn't help but get closer to him: "Don't scare me."

"It's just an inexplicable idea," Feng Ranzhou intertwined his fingers with hers and slightly raised the corners of his lips: "I can't tell, you are quite timid when it comes to ghosts and gods."

Xie Wanyou said depressedly: "The key is that if the Patriarch was always here, it would be very scary... Think about it, if the Patriarch did not succeed in ascending back then, what does it mean?"

Feng Ranzhou also fell silent: "It means that starting hundreds of years ago, the passage to the immortal world has been blocked."

The two of them looked at each other and felt a chill in their backs.
To be continued...