On Honglan Peak, Honglan Zhenren watched Senior Brother Gong and Ma Wei leave, and at some point behind him, a middle-aged monk with a face that was three points similar to him had appeared.
Honglan Zhenren seemed to have already known the person behind him, and asked without looking back: "Dad, do you think that old guy Sang Gensheng really cultivated the Lingsang King Seed?"
Qingyu Zhenren shook his head and said: "It's just a big possibility, but one thing is certain, that is, Sang Gensheng is definitely aware of the inheritance of this sect's cultivation of the Lingsang King Seed, and although he has been excluded and marginalized over the years, it is impossible to mobilize too many cultivation resources, but the mulberry trees all over the mountains on Sang Linfeng make people have to be suspicious!"
Honglan Zhenren was puzzled: "Dad, such as cultivating the inheritance of the Lingsang King Seed, this is a secret in this sect, only a few monks above the Taigang Realm know its contents, this Sanggensheng is just an outdated elder in the Gang Realm, how can he know such a secret thing in this sect?"
Qingyu Zhenren paced over, casually handed an elm wood sealing spirit box in his hand to Honglan Zhenren, and said: "This involves a public case of this sect back then, this matter has been many years old, and it also involves the leader of this sect, Lan Huai Daozu, and another Tianjiao Lan Sang Zhenren of this sect.
"Lan Sang Zhenren?" When Honglan took the spirit box, her face was full of doubts, and she seemed to be searching for news about this Lan Sang real person in her memory, but in the end it was in vain, so she had to ask: "Why has the child never heard of this Lan Sang real person, if this person could really compete with Lan Huai Dao Ancestor back then, this person should not be an unknown person."
"That's because this person failed in the process of competing with Lan Kui Dao Ancestor for the head, and then this person fell after a big war, and few people mentioned it afterwards."
Honglan Zhenren saw that Qingyu Zhenren was not far away and talked about the secrets of the past, but with just these few words, he was already able to guess the swords, swords, shadows, and open guns and arrows at that time.
Qingyu Zhenren continued: "At that time, this Sang Gensheng was the pawn of the Lanhuai Daoist, and he was also a rising star in the sect, and later Lan Huaizhen was defeated, and this person was also considered loyal, and he did not change his family, and he had been ostracized and suppressed for many years, but I learned by chance that the Lanhuai Zhenren had handed over the inheritance of cultivating the Lingsang King Seed to him before his fall, but there was no evidence."
Hong Lan Zhenren can probably guess at this time, his father has always been a supporter of the head Lanhuai Daozu lineage, Sang Gensheng has been suppressed all these years, and the driving force behind this is his own father, but he has made great efforts.
Honglan Zhenren thought for a while and said: "After the old ghost Sang sat down, the disciple quickly sent someone to take over everything in the Sang Lin Hall, but he did not find that there was a spiritual Sang King seed, so I guess that if this thing really exists, eight out of ten it should be on Sang Mulberry, after all, it belongs to the same family, and if it is too ugly, it is likely to be caught by others."
Qingyu Zhenren nodded and praised: "You are right, but there is one more thing you need to pay special attention to, there were rumors that Lan Sang Zhenren knew that he would die before participating in that war, and once left a treasure to Sang Gensheng, this matter was originally more unreliable than the inheritance of the Lingsang King Zhong, but there were people who verified it back then, although it was later proven that this was a false thing, but you also have to be careful, this is why I let you marry the daughter of Sang Gensheng as a Taoist partner."
Honglan Zhenren tried to ask: "But what happened when Sang Lao Ghost was seriously injured back then?"
Qingyu Zhenren hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded and said: "Yes, since you have a treasure, there is no reason not to take it out to save your life when you are dying, but that Sang Gensheng saw that everyone was going to choke, but he still didn't see the heavy treasure left by Lan Sang Zhenren, and everyone left in disappointment, but they never thought that this Sang Gensheng was actually saved and came back alive, but in the end, the injury was serious, not only did he not make any progress in his injuries over the years, but he passed away before his lifespan was enough."
This Sang Gensheng was seriously injured and dying, but the person who made the attack left his hand and retreated halfway.
Thinking of this, Honglan Zhenren had a further understanding of the cruelty of the internal disputes of the Lingyi Sect.
Qingyu Zhenren deliberately said this to his son, which naturally also had deep meaning, seeing him pondering to himself, but not disturbing, but there was a sense of relief in his expression.
After a long time, Honglan Zhenren turned his attention to the sealing spirit box in his hand, lifted the sealing talisman on the sealing spirit box, and the moment he opened it, a thick spiritual energy came to his face, Honglan Zhenren couldn't help but take a deep breath, quite a feeling of relaxation, and at the same time, a sweet smell rushed straight to the tip of his nose, Honglan Zhenren actually felt that his stomach made a "gurgling" empty sound, and he actually had a feeling of hunger.
"This is 。。。。。。 mulberries produced in the secret realm of this sect's mulberry garden?" Honglan Zhenren's eyes flashed with joy.
Twelve mulberries were neatly placed in the spirit sealing box, all of them were black and purple, almost the size of an egg, and the full spiritual energy contained in them was almost bursting.
Qingyu Zhenren smiled and shook his head, saying: "No, it's not an ordinary spiritual tree mulberry, but a three-hundred-year-old mulberry that is only found in the seven spiritual mulberry king trees in the Mulberry Garden Secret Realm.
The surprise in the eyes of the real person Honglan was even greater, and he asked: "Dad, as far as the child knows, the number of mulberries that bear fruit on the seven spiritual mulberry king trees of this sect is extremely limited, and it is only supplied to the monks above the late stage of the real person realm of this sect, even if it is your identity in the Tiangang Realm, it can only be divided in two years at most, Dad, you 。。。。。。."
Qingyu Zhenren smiled and sighed: "Dad's cultivation has come to an end, no matter how much heavenly materials and earth treasures you eat, it is just to deepen some skills, it is no longer possible to advance to the Taigang Realm, these things might as well be left for you, your cultivation was not ideal before, most of these things will be wasted for you to refine, but now it is just right, with your current cultivation, refining these mulberries will almost save twelve years of cultivation time, and it is not impossible to advance to the Xuangang Realm at that time, Then you can truly be considered among the three generations of disciples of this sect."
Speaking of this, Qingyu Zhenren said earnestly: "Dad is old, and you are the only one who has seven or eight children under his knees.
At this time, An Xia already knew about his son's situation in the Lingyi Sect now, and knew that things could not be done, but he was much more cautious than a hot-blooded son, and did not agree to meet at the place where he lived, but directly abandoned the family business in the town, giving people the illusion that they had not left, but secretly took Yang Tianyan to another secret location to meet An Xia and the two who escaped from the Lingyi Sect.
In fact, although An Hao made up his mind, when he really wanted to prepare for escape, the seemingly weak mulberry was much more thoughtful than An Hao, who was just fleeing from the sect.
"Sang Linfeng's lineage has always been ostracized by the sect, and my father has actually made the worst plan."
In a room piled up with debris, Sang Mulberry took off a wood-carved necklace from Yang Junshan's neck in surprise, and the necklace flashed with a faint aura when it approached the ground, and then lifted a wooden board with runes engraved on the back from the ground, while below was a deep cave for only one person to enter and exit.
"This passage leads directly to a forest dozens of miles outside Sanglin Peak, although there is still no protection range of the Lingyi Sect's Guardian Sect, but it can temporarily get rid of the surveillance of Honglan's subordinates.
An Hao stared at the passage on the ground dumbfounded, and muttered: "Teacher, actually, actually 。。。。。。"
When she stood up, there was already an extra one and a half feet long wooden stick in her hand, the wood of the stick was light red, and the other end was only two inches long and had three forks, which looked ordinary, and would never be conspicuous when thrown into the pair of debris.
An Hao saw Sang'er's movements, looked at the wooden stick in her hand, and said puzzledly: "Senior sister, this is 。。。。。。 you."
Sang Ling'er did not answer directly, but kept his eyes on the wooden stick in his hand for a moment, and asked: "Junior brother, do you still remember the reason why I told you two days ago that my father wanted you to suppress your cultivation and never advance to the real world?"
An Hao replied: "Naturally, I remember that the teacher asked me to find high-level cultivation techniques before advancing to the real realm, so that I can have higher achievements in the future."
Sang'er handed over the wooden stick in her hand, An Hao subconsciously caught it, and heard Sang'er nodd and said: "You are right, but in fact, there is a more important reason why my father didn't say it, and that is because of the stick you are holding now!"
"This stick?"
An Hao looked at the light red wooden stick in his hand suspiciously, he didn't notice anything special about this stick at all, but he said: "Since it is what the teacher said, then I will carry this wooden stick with me at all times."
"This is not enough, you still have to use this stick as a natural magic weapon for sacrifice!"
Sang'er also didn't know where the preciousness of this wooden stick was, but this did not prevent her from telling An Hao about her father's explanation during his lifetime: "Dad said that a person of great status once entrusted him with the custody of this thing, and asked him to choose a suitable disciple in the future to pass on this treasure, and you were the one my father chose for that big man."
Ignoring An Hao's astonishment, Sang'er took off the wooden carving necklace back under her neck, and then walked towards the passage first, saying, "Let's go, we have to escape from Lingyi Sect before the people of Honglan Peak react."