Xuan Qingzi lived here. Although the mountain was quiet, the foot of the mountain was not quiet.

The little demons and the people were busy running away, and several major forces were about to fight, so they naturally had to run faster.

Those who used to have grievances and hatreds are too lazy to take action now. The most important thing is to survive in the face of grievances.

Xuan Qingzi was not used to this body, and occasionally he had a discomfort on his face. As for the old man, he went to the foot of the mountain every day. Although it was difficult to obtain supplies during the war, he could find eggs, flour, and occasionally bring some other things to him.

The old man didn't ask Xuan Qingzi more questions. The father and son have been separated for more than 900 years, and there are too many things to say, and now they can't finish it.

Xuan Qingzi also tacitly asked how his father survived back then. No one except him knew about his father's survival, and even Di Baotian and Jin Zhanyang didn't know about it. It's not that he didn't believe in his brothers, but that he was just afraid, but he just didn't believe in his father.

When my father and his brothers were besieged by Jianzhu Peak, everyone said that their father was killed, his soul dissipated, and his body disappeared. The three brothers could not even restrain their corpses. They only knew one thing: the three demons who were intimidating the Sword Prison were gone, and they also lost their father.

The three of them roamed in this homeless land in anonymous manner. With the skills left to them by their father, they reached the Sun-Chasing Realm within hundreds of years.

Later, based on the news left by Di Jun, they stole the bones of various schools of thought hidden in Fuxian Lake and created the Three Sacred Mountains, which stabilized their foundation.

Only when they enter the Sun-Zhu Realm can they dare to reveal their identity. Otherwise, they would probably have come to their parents in minutes to make their bodies disappear.

But on a rainy night when Sansheng Mountain was just established, an old man came to Xuanshi Mountain.

Xuan Qingzi still had that night now, it was a rainy night, with heavy rain and lightning and thunder.

In the stories of human race, some strange things are likely to occur in such weather.

And that night, a figure appeared at Xuan Qingzi's door. Xuan Qingzi was a powerful person in the Sun Realm. He didn't believe in any theory of ghosts and gods, so he hurriedly chased him out.

But when he got up from the bed and opened the door, the old man's figure had long disappeared.

But a letter and a jade talisman were left at the door. The moment Xuan Qingzi opened the letter, his heartbeat suddenly slowed down a little bit. The sound of drums sounded in his ears, which made him dizzy and almost fell to the ground.

The letter was not rich, but he recognized that it was his father's handwriting.

As for the jade talisman, it was just a picture. On a rainy night with lightning and thunder, an old man climbed up from the deep pit. Although he couldn't see his face clearly because of the light, he still saw that the old man crawled out of the pit was his father!

Xuan Qingzi held the letter and looked at the address written on it, wanting to catch up. But after taking a step, a thunder sounded and exploded in his ears. He suddenly woke up a lot and stopped.

He was afraid, but not afraid of his strange father. He wanted his father to live, but also afraid of his father to live.

If his father or two uncles were not resurrected, how would he explain? Or, how should his father explain? He had promised to live and die together, but after hundreds of years, someone survived alone. This would not only affect the relationship between their brothers, but also be used by those who are interested, so that the old man who looks like his father would be involved in the center of the vortex again.

If the old man was really his father, he told his two brothers about this, the two brothers would definitely ask questions, and it would easily reveal his father's identity, and it might even break the relationship between their brothers; if the old man was not his father, it would be very likely to be a trap, a trap that an enemy had already dug up and was waiting for their brothers to jump into.

He was a person who thought it very well, so he forced himself to stop his desire to know the truth.

No matter what the truth is, it will not be beneficial to the three brothers and the Three Saints Mountains if you know it.

So, he just wrote down the address, then tore the letter and destroyed the jade talisman.

But then he sent his confidant to the mountain and quietly painted the appearance of the old man living in seclusion on the mountain. When he saw the portrait and confirmed that it was his father, he killed all the in-depth confidants and made the secret belong only to him.

This time, he was determined to die. Moreover, the Three Sacred Mountains are gone now, so naturally they are not afraid of people's plans, nor are they afraid of their two brothers knowing it. Only then did he dare to come to this mountain to solve the mystery in his heart.

Since the first glance he saw the old man, he has been sure that the person in front of him was his father.

In the past two days, he didn't ask what happened that year, but he just ate four or five meals of noodles cooked by the old man in a day. His parents always do this. Once they know what their children like to eat, they want to let him eat it every day.

Although Xuan Qingzi is nearly a thousand years old, in the eyes of the old man, he is still a child and has always let him eat the egg noodles he liked when he was a child.

Finally, two days later, the old man cooked another bowl of egg noodles for Xuan Qingzi that he was about to get tired of eating in the past two days, and then he spoke slowly.

"Qing'er, why don't you ask me what happened to me and why I survived, but your two uncles did not survive." Xuan Qingzi's original destiny, Xuan Qing, after he entered the Taoist sect, he simply gave himself the Taoist name of Xuan Qingzi.

Xuan Qingzi lowered his head, looking at the bowl of egg noodles that he was tired of eating, but full of love, smiled, lowered his head and said softly, "If you want to say it, you will naturally say it. If you don't want to say it, then I will naturally not force you. However, Xu Changan and Yu Ranhao should be about to fight, and I have to leave. This farewell is probably indefinitely."

Xuan Qingzi said and slurped the noodles. This noodles were already very tired, but he still ate them in big mouthfuls. When he thought that he was about to say goodbye to this world, tears fell into the bowl, like a wronged child.

The old man smiled, patted Xuan Qingzi on the shoulder, and said softly: "It's okay, some things are more important than life and death. For example, the friendship between brothers. If you don't show up, that little guy Di Baotian will definitely be used by Yu Ranhao."

In front of parents, no matter how old they are, children will always be children.

Xuan Qingzi nodded, with tears in his eyes. He took a deep breath and swallowed the noodles in his mouth. He plucked up the courage to ask, "Dad, you haven't let your brotherhood down, right?"

When Xuan Qingzi asked this, he looked at the old man nervously. He was afraid that he would hear the answer he didn't want to hear.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and his expression changed slightly.

Xuan Qingzi became more and more nervous when he saw this scene.

"I said no, do you believe it?" The old man looked at Xuan Qingzi with some complicated eyes.

"I believe everything my father said." Xuan Qingzi could only say.

"I did not betray my brothers. The friendship between us is much greater than that of you three. If it weren't for some things, I'd probably have left with my brothers long ago." The old man sighed and said slowly.

"Yeah!" Xuan Qingzi nodded, and a smile was barely squeezed out on his face. Anyway, this time he wanted to help Xu Changan deal with Yu Ranhao first, defeat Di Jun's plan, and then settle the score with Xu Changan.

He knew it was difficult, but it was something he had to do. Their brothers would not become pawns for others; the brothers would fight for their brothers and for the fate of freedom!

So, as long as his father says, he will choose to believe it.

Xuan Qingzi just wanted to have a peace of mind and a clear conscience towards his brother. As for what happened back then, he was too lazy to care about it.

He ate the noodles in big mouthfuls, laughing with tears, then stood up, burped, bowed to his father, and said, "My father is here, the child cannot be filial, so there is no time to part with him."

The old man looked at Xuan Qingzi and nodded gently.

"At the beginning, you watched me leave; this time, it's time for me to give you."

Xuan Qingzi's heart tightened, his lips buzzed, but he couldn't speak.

He could only kneel down, kowtowed a few times, and then he was about to go down the mountain. But when he turned around, he felt a pain in the back of his neck, his eyes turned dark, and he fainted.

Now he has only just opened the realm of heaven, so how could he be the opponent of the famous Three Demons?

When Xuan Qingzi woke up, it was already evening. There were stars, bright moon, and cold wind in the sky.

Xuan Qingzi suddenly felt a little cold and hugged herself. Suddenly, he felt dizzy and some memory fragments poured into his mind.

He seemed to be a father and returned to that year. Just when his father and his three brothers were about to be wiped out, his father was captured by a force, and then his body fell from the sky and completed the exchange with his father.

Then, he saw his father fighting in front of Di Jun.

"I saved you, just want to give you a chance!"

"What opportunity? You have mastered our lives, what else do you want to do?" My father roared heart-wrenchingly.

"It's very simple to survive and help your son deal with me. Otherwise, there's no chance."

The picture ended here and suddenly stopped. Xuan Qingzi looked around and there was nothing else except the swaying shadow of the tree.

He suddenly looked at his hand, and his hands became old, and a handful of dust was added not far away.

Xuan Qingzi seemed to think of something and hurriedly touched his face. His face was like dead tree bark, but his strength had returned to its peak of the Sun-chasing realm!

He seemed to understand something, and hurried to the mountain spring where his father often went and looked at the reflection in the water.

At this time, he became the father. Combined with his current strength, he knew that his father survived to help him survive this disaster!

After all, the body between father and son has the highest degree of fitness.

Xuan Qingzi returned to the entrance of the cave and saw a bowl of egg noodles that had been already cold, and she burst into tears!

At the same time, he also realized a problem.

Di Jun’s plan should not be as simple as calculating their brothers and making them like cannon fodder.

Otherwise, my father would never be allowed to help me!

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