Ling Xuanfeng received the signal and was about to say something else when he heard Feng Shiming say: "But which sect to choose depends on Ran Ran's wishes. No one else can make the decision."
His tone was somewhat meaningful, and his eyes looking at Ling Xuanfeng were also sharp.
Apparently he saw through their plan.
Lingjue clenched his fist and coughed, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face.
Ling Xuanfeng's gentle smile stiffened for a moment, but soon returned to normal.
"What City Lord Feng said is absolutely true. Master and I have to go find the junior brothers, so I won't disturb you. See you later, Junior Sister Chu."
"Okay." Chu Ran responded. Seeing them leaving at an unusually fast speed, he couldn't help but chuckle.
"Ranran like them?" Feng Shiming asked in a low voice.
"I just think they are very interesting." In order to accept her into the sect, Hui would try every means, even doing things like creating a chance encounter.
But after his thoughts are discovered, he will flee the scene in embarrassment.
Compared to other superior sects, they are more lively.
"It seems that my cousin has already made a decision?" Feng Qing asked with a smile.
"There's no rush, let's discuss it with Qingsu and the others, and there's something I haven't figured out yet." Chu Ran's smile faded, and there was a dark glint in his eyes.
Fengqing didn't ask further questions. Anyway, she listened to her cousin, that's right.
After seeing them finish talking, Feng Shiming said, "Okay, let's go and take me to your mother's house."
This is the second reason for his coming this time.
I want to see where my beloved daughter used to live.
Chu Ran's eyes dimmed, "Follow me."
She came to Zhaiyue Pavilion and opened the door of the main room.
"This is the place where my mother has always lived. All the furnishings are the same as when she was here. They have not changed."
Feng Shiming remained silent, took steps forward, and slowly scanned every place in the room.
His fingers gently brushed against the furniture in the room, and his daughter's breath seemed to linger on them.
Through everything in front of him, he seemed to see the scene of her life here...
Feng Shiming slowly closed his eyes, and his whole body was filled with strong sadness.
After a while, his turbulent heart gradually calmed down.
This period of time was enough for him to accept the fact that his daughter had left.
He stayed in the house for a long time before coming out.
Looking at his two granddaughters who had been with him for half a day, he said, "Don't you still want to discuss things with your companions? Go ahead, you don't need to accompany me, I want to walk around here alone."
Both Chu Ran and Feng Qing were a little worried.
Their thoughts are not hidden, they are written all over their faces.
Seeing this, Feng Shiming felt a little relieved, "I just want to take a good look at this place, you go quickly."
Maybe he really wanted to be alone, in this place with traces of his daughter.
Chu Ran pursed her lips and said, "Then let's leave first." When leaving, she called away Shuiyin and Li Xiuniang, mother and son, and left the entire courtyard to Feng Shiming.
She did not go to the Wuming Team immediately, but separated from Feng Qing, looking for that familiar scent, and came to a room in the side courtyard.
I don't know when this title started. One day, when the disciples of Lingxin Sect saw them, they all called them junior brother and junior sister.
At first, Yao Hengyu and Zhou Qingsu both refused, but they said, "Although you haven't joined the Lingxin Sect yet, you have learned a lot from us in the past few days. It's not too much to call me junior brother and junior sister."
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After rejecting it several times and finding that they still refused to change their tune, I naturally let it go.
Chu Ran smiled slightly: "I have something to ask you."
"Come in first."
Chu Ran followed him in and took the tea from him, "Thank you."
"Why are you being polite?" Ling Xuanfeng chuckled, "This seems to be the first time you have taken the initiative to come to me. What is it about? Have you already made a decision?"
"That's right, but before that," Chu Ran put down the tea cup, raised his eyelids, and his eyes were piercing, as sharp as a cold blade, piercing him.
"There is something I want to ask you."
The smile on Ling Xuanfeng's lips faded a bit, and his expression was solemn: "You said, if I know, I will tell you everything I know, and I will tell you everything."
"Then I'll ask."
Chu Ran stared at him closely.
"Why do you value us so much? Don't say it's just because of our talents. In the Six Sects, there are definitely many people with outstanding talents. Although we are outstanding, we are not good enough to make the Shangsan Sect be so conciliatory and tolerant, vowing not to let go.
situation."
"So there must be other reasons. I guess it has to do with our performance in the secret realm, right?"
Ling Xuanfeng's pupils shrank slightly.
The subtle changes did not escape Chu Ran's eyes, "It is indeed like this."
She really guessed it!
Ling Xuanfeng didn't expect that she would guess so quickly, "You are more perceptive than I thought."
He sighed, and then said: "Actually, as long as you join the sect, you will know about this sooner or later, so there is no harm in telling you."
"It's because of the secret seal you used in the Secret Realm of Life and Hell. That's why the Six Sects really pay attention to you."
Is it because of the Holy Light Art?
Chu Ran was really shocked now.
"Every year in the Demon Slaying Battlefield, many disciples die because they cannot resist the cold power."
Lingxuanfeng clenched his fists fiercely, with a look of great sorrow, "Last year alone, the Lingxin Sect lost hundreds of people! If they could also possess the spiritual art in your hand, maybe none of them would die."
It sounds like this demon-slaying battlefield is a place similar to the secret realm of hell, but more terrifying than the secret realm.
There, there may be more clues related to the Forest of the Dead!
Chu Ran's eyes brightened slightly, and his breathing became rapid.
Ling Xuanfeng closed his eyes and calmed down his mood.
Later, when he saw Chu Ran's expression was different, his heart suddenly tightened, and he hurriedly explained: "The spiritual secret is just the beginning. If you are not talented enough, have a cruel temperament, and are not a kind person, the Lingxin Sect will not value you so much."
"The spiritual secret is just an inducement. What really makes our hearts and our master's hearts move is yourselves."
The words were loud and clear, and his expression was serious and firm.
"I understand." Chu Ran smiled, "Thank you for telling me the truth. If possible, could you please tell me more about the Demon Slaying Battlefield. It sounds like a very scary place."
"Only the real members of the six sects can know about the demon-slaying battlefield. If you want to know, you can join the sect. When the time is right, you will naturally know."
Knowing that he wouldn't say anything, Chu Ran didn't force it.
"I'll go back and discuss this with them and let you know our decision tomorrow morning." With that said, Chu Ran got up from the chair and went out.
After Ling Xuanfeng sent her away from the yard, he turned around and went to Ling Jue's room to tell him about the incident.