Ling Zhenzhen seemed to have expected Chu Hongjing to raise this question.

"In ancient times, the Tongtian Sect reached its peak in the hands of our ancestor Ling Zi Palace. He had great ambitions at that time, and wanted to unify all the sects in the world, and even intervened in the fairy and demon worlds. He was richer than the royal family. His branches were not only spread throughout the Central Plains, but even scattered in many places outside the Central Plains that we don't know. In order to dominate, he exchanged with the devil and the gods and practiced three raw stones, one of which was fiery red, one of which was azure blue, and one of which was crystal purple. These three raw stones contained huge energy, and each of which was different, but when the three were gathered in the hands of one person, the owner could dominate the world.

After the raw stone was refined, Ling Zi Palace spent several years of free time in the world, but he was strangely aging rapidly. His tyrannical rule led to his close friends turning against each other, recruiting troops and separating the local government into a domineering. The Tongtian Sect, the largest sect in history, was destroyed. Ling Zi Palace's only daughter brought blue stones and a sheepskin scroll that recorded history, fled with several loyal servants. In the chaos, the red stone was stolen by the king of Gongming Kingdom, and the purple stone fell into the control of the Demon Sect. Over the past few hundred years, as the people who knew about it gradually died, the secret of the raw stone was hidden deeper and deeper, and I am afraid that what I know is not complete."

Chu Hongjing was fantasizing about the fights of people in ancient times, and was shocked. After calming down for a while, he asked Ling Zhenzhen, "What is the function of each raw stone?"

Ling Zhenzhen sighed and said, "When fighting for the raw stones, the sheepskin scroll was divided into two and became two fragments. One was recorded in the Demon Cult, the secrets of purple raw stones. The other was recorded in my hands. The secrets of red stones and blue stones. For many years, every woman in the Ling family has been working hard to regain these raw stones. She basically chose powerful or capable men to get married, hoping to join forces to regain these stones. My mother, grandmother, grandmother, and so on, so many women are exhausted, just to atone for the sins of greed of our ancestors." As she said that, tears fell down.

Chu Hongjing stared at his mother in a daze. He had never seen her cry before. He always thought in his heart that although her mother was weak, she was actually stronger than her father. He asked his mother with distress, "Mom, what would happen if we didn't care about these blue, green, red and purple stones? Wouldn't it be enough for our family to continue to live a good life?"

Ling Zhenzhen took out the purple silk scented silk squid and gently wiped away the tears from her face. Her expression was very firm and said to Chu Hongjing, "Jing'er, it's for you. My mother doesn't know whether Ling Zigong has made a deal with the immortal or the demon, but our Ling family has been cursed. Do you know why every woman named Ling has only one daughter to pass on the family line?"

Chu Hongjing's mind was very fast, and he hesitated, "Is it because all the boys were...?"

Ling Zhenzhen nodded and said, "You are right. Every generation of Ling's women have thirty years after giving birth. If there is no collection of three-colored raw stones in these thirty years, the curse will take effect. The next generation will only survive a daughter who is chosen for unknown reasons, and other children will die of illness." Ling Zhenzhen was determined to watch her having been born for many years and looking tall and tall, and said, "Mom cannot allow such a thing to happen to you. You must live well and break this curse."

Chu Hongjing felt that the world was about to collapse. He lived happily for more than ten years. He thought that his father's sudden illness was the most sad thing in his life a few months ago. But now his mother actually sentenced him to a certain extent. He seemed to remember something and asked, "Mom, did you say that the blue stone is still in our hands?"

Ling Zhenzhen slowly unbuttoned her neck, revealing her snow-white neck. She took out a gem that was worn on her neck with a golden wire rope. The gem itself was extremely smooth and not inlaid on any metal. Chu Hongjing carefully touched it with his hands, and the hand felt like a piece of good jade, and it also carried his mother's body temperature. The color of the gem seemed to be flashing and changing, dark blue, azure, indigo, and lake blue, flashing several blues that he had never seen before.

Hongjing looked at the gem in surprise, as if he was still hesitating whether his mother had fabricated a grand story, just like teasing him to play when she was a child.

Ling Zhenzhen didn't completely believe Hongjing when she saw it. She knew how to convince him.

She closed her eyes.

Hongjing didn't feel anything. Then he saw the blue gem on his mother's chest flashing at a very fast frequency, and the color became darker and darker. At the same time, the clear sky in the summer afternoon suddenly darkened, and huge black clouds floated from somewhere, and huge lightning flashed out from the sky in the north. He heard someone shouting loudly in the outer courtyard, "The old elm tree outside the gate was struck by lightning! How come this heavy rain is coming!" Then the wind blew heavily, and sand and stones flew in the courtyard, and it was so dark that Hongjing could hardly see anything.

But he seemed to see his mother's expression of pain and frowned slightly. The flying stones surrounded them, and they were like in the center of a vortex, the calm vortex center, and even the mother's thin sleeves were not blown up.

Ling Zhenzhen opened her eyes. The wind stopped, the dark clouds quickly dispersed and drifted away, and the thunderstorm had not yet fallen.

The color of the gems gradually becomes lighter, as if nothing has happened.

Chu Hongjing believed in everything in front of him.

He knelt in front of Ling Zhenzhen and sweared to his mother, "Mom, not just for me, for you, and for the glory of his ancestors, I swear that I must regain the original stone regardless of everything."

Ling Zhenzhen smiled miserably, took the gem from her neck, hung it on Chu Hongjing's neck, and said, "Jing'er, my mother will tell you how to do it little by little. From today on, this stone will be kept by you. To exert energy, the stone must be on the right person. The stone and the person are chosen by each other. You and Yin'er have my bloodline, and you both can sense the raw stone. Yin'er is still young, and I want her to stay away from all this. I hope this blue gem can bless you to succeed and let our Ling family get rid of the curse."

Chu Hongjing carefully stuffed the blue gem into his underwear, and suddenly he felt a strange feeling that he couldn't explain clearly, but it seemed that the meridians in his body were trembling and beating.

There are several big trees in Gaoping City that were struck by lightning.

A man in gray stood at the door of Baiyun Temple in the city, looking calmly at the storm lightning that came in a flash, and watching a big tree at the door close by being scattered by lightning. He said to himself coldly, "Here you come too."

A young boy next to him, also wearing a gray robe, said, "Master, who is here?"
Chapter completed!