Fifteen years ago

Outside Fengyun Pavilion, a tall, tall, simple jade belt and handsome young man was running outwards with a little boy about five years old.

In his other hand, he was holding a spear, which was occasionally blocking the attacks flying over.

"dad……"

The little boy's big black eyes were crystal clear like gems, but now it was full of anxiety.

The man squatted down, gently hugged the boy, and said:

"Child, you are still young and you don't understand many things, but you must remember what your father says, live alone after you go out, and you cannot give these two things to others at any time."

The man took out a very broken scripture from the jade belt around his waist, and there was also a dark fire stick with only a forearm length.

"If you want to practice in the future, follow the methods written in the scriptures, but remember that if you practice what is written on it, you must burn it afterwards. If you do not practice, then bury it in the soil and let it disappear in this world from now on."

"I'm sorry, Dad can't leave anything for you, nor can he stay with you anymore."

"Dad... don't leave..."

The little boy's eyes were filled with tears. From what he could remember, his father looked stern. He grabbed him and was soaked in the Sutra Pavilion every day, never giving him time to rest. There have been countless times. The boy felt that his father was so annoying, but now he was so uneasy and reluctant to leave when he was really leaving.

"There is no time, Qin Lan, forgive my dad."

The man smiled, stroked Qin Lan's head, watched Qin Lan hide everything, and then changed his expression and said in a deep voice:

"Where is Dunli!?"

A figure flashed, and Zhu Hong knelt in front of the man on one knee

"People's Lord!"

The man pushed Qin Lan away from behind, "From now on, you no longer have to maintain the maze in the pavilion, and take the little pavilion master to retreat immediately!"

"But, Master, what should you do!?"

Zhu Hong's expression was shocked and said quickly that the Five Gods Temple suddenly surrounded Fengyun Pavilion, and five ninth-grade venerables took action at the same time. If the Pavilion Master stayed here alone, there would be no life in the ten deaths!

"Nothing, don't worry about me!"

At this time, a huge fireball fell, like the sun set on the earth. A powerful heat wave instantly swept across hundreds of miles in an instant. The huge Fengyun Pavilion burned, and the fires soared into the sky, and the sound of fighting began to sound around.

"Qin Mingyue, where do you want to go!"

A short and strong red-haired man flew over, and the terrifying fireball that just happened to gather in his hands.

"You can't leave!"

Qin Mingyue shouted violently, and walked up to her body. The spear in her hand turned into a cold light and stabbed out.

"Old Gui Wu, who will give you the courage to burn my Fengyun Pavilion!"

"dad……"

The young Qin Lan still wanted to move forward, but was hugged by Zhu Hong. Zhu Hong's face looked complicated and entangled. Finally, the other knee also knelt down, bowed to Qin Mingyue and got up and picked up Qin Lan and flew away.

Did the Pavilion Master notice it... so he let himself leave openly...

Zhu Hong sighed quietly. He had stopped trying his best to maintain the sect protection formation shortly after the Five Gods Temples attacked.

Because this is a battle that cannot be won, it is better to find a way out for yourself as soon as possible

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"dad!"

Qin Lan in her arms was still yelling to find her father. Zhu Hong could no longer care about so many things. She flashed and entered a dense forest. After a quarter of an hour, she completely escaped from the attack range of the Five Temples...

The face in the past memory slowly coincided with the person in front of him, and Zhu Hong's lips opened but couldn't speak.

Not long after that, Zhu Hong learned about the destruction of Fengyun Pavilion. At that time, his first reaction was to rush out to avenge his brothers. However, when he encountered a large-scale search of the Five Gods Temples, the flames in Zhu Hong's heart were instantly extinguished.

The world's number one exercise? Did the Five Gods Temples try so much to find the Pavilion Master's child? The Pavilion Master has never explained it!

During that time, Zhu Hong and the young Qin Lan were nestled in the mountains and did not dare to go out. The county towns outside were all from the Five Temples. Even in the forest, Zhu Hong took Qin Lan back and forth to change seats several times.

Finally, during a transfer, Zhu Hong was exposed. Faced with the siege of countless people from the Five Temples, Zhu Hong took the initiative to show up and lure them away.

Is Zhu Hong going to sacrifice himself to achieve justice?

With his cultivation, the dozen or so people from the Five Temples alone were not enough for him to fight, but he had enough, had enough of hiding and bringing this life of a child who knew nothing.

So he left and said he was going to lead the pursuers away. In fact, after he dealt with them, Zhu Hong never returned to Xiao Qinlan, leaving Qin Lan alone in the mountains and forests.

In the past fifteen years, Zhu Hong's heart did not get a moment of peace. A voice repeatedly asked him, is this right?

What's wrong? Fengyun Pavilion was destroyed. The twelve earthly branches that were majestic yesterday have become rats crossing the street that everyone shouted and beaten. The last task assigned by the Pavilion Master has been completed. Besides, I have never betrayed that child, so what's wrong with him?

Zhu Hong changed his face and tried to forget who he was. He finally stabilized after he bumped into Qingzhou City.

Such a peaceful life was instantly broken until Meng Zilang and his Fengyun Ling appeared together.

Zhu Hong recognized Meng Zilang as soon as possible, but he did not dare to recognize the young man around Meng Zilang. It took too long for him to forget what the child looked like.

Don't worry, the past has nothing to do with you.

Zhu Hong kept comforting himself in his heart until he saw the Buddha from the sky slapping Yuping Mountain with a palm in Qingzhou City, and he could no longer deceive himself.

The relationship between the Maha Patriarch and the Pavilion Master was very close. It was the child back then. Except for him, the Maha Patriarch, could not have saved his life like this for another person!

Even so, the reason why Zhu Hong really appeared was Wu Gui's appearance. Zhu Hong knew that this child was definitely not capable of fighting against the ninth grade.

This time, I can't let go and escape anymore. Looking for the voice in my heart, Zhu Hong is now standing here.

Wu Gui narrowed his eyes slightly, "Are you Qin Lan? Qin Mingyue's son? Why doesn't you look like it at all?"

Qin Lan smiled and pulled off the mask from her face hard.

"What about now? Can you recognize me?"

The deep eyes and the blade-like eyebrows gave people a sharp feeling. Everyone present was shocked at this time. Unexpectedly, Qin Lan always showed herself with a mask.

Ye Xiaoxiao's beautiful eyes widened, and she felt a little incredible, because even after Qin Lan took off her mask, it was a little different from the first time she met Qin Lan.

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After thinking for a while, Ye Xiaoxiao understood that when Qin Lan appeared in front of the world, she had a simple disguise to avoid some secular pursuits.

"Young Pavilion Master!"

Zhu Hong looked at the face that was somewhat similar to Qin Mingyue, and knelt down on one knee without hesitation. His whole body was trembling slightly due to excitement, and his heart was mixed.

The child who was left behind because of his escape has grown to this age...

As early as when Meng Zilang appeared, he suspected the identity of the boy beside him. It had been too long, but he did not dare to recognize him. Now it seems that he had made trouble on his original face.

"Hahahaha, okay, since the person is right, it's easy to deal with!"

Wu Guican laughed, "Qin Lan, hand over the Record of the Underworld God, I can make you die happily!"

Qin Lan's expressionless face, and her voice was full of murderous intent

"Wu Gui Laogou, where do you get your confidence?"

A dark golden arc of electric light was seen slashing through the void, and the treasure pestle roared towards Wu Gui's neck, and the speed was so fast that no one present could react.

"The Record of the Underworld God, let the souls brush the camp!"

No one expected that Qin Lan would take the initiative to attack. Wu Gui's pupils shrank, and a chill spread throughout his body along his backbone.

"Hengshen Jue, observe the Fire Copper Lotus!"

A flaming lotus rose out of nowhere, like an ancient divine flower. Once it appeared, the air around it burned violently. Wu Gui sat in it, his posture was like a fire god sitting cross-legged, with great majesty, and the spiritual pressure emitted made everyone present unable to move.

"The Record of the Underworld, variation!"

Qin Lan's posture changed, and thirty-six sequels were used to sacrifice the illusion of thousands of stick shadows, attacking Wu Gui,

For a moment, the world was boiling, and the world was noisy. The murderous aura was like a substance that broke through the sky. It seemed that thousands of people were striking drums and charging forward. Blood-colored shadows condensed behind Qin Lan and slashed towards Wu Gui.

"kill!!!"

Everyone was shocked by the murderous intent that soared into the sky and became cold all over. Countless blood lights flashed by in an instant, and the flaming lotus wrapped in Wu Gui was shattered and withered inch as if it was chiseled by a sky knife. After Qin Lan's last stick fell, it shattered and then followed a dazzling light, which made everyone close their eyes. Layer after layer of heat waves came, like the sun falling to the ground, and a violent explosion destroyed everything around.

When Yi Feng opened his eyes again, the stone steps of the Tai Chi Gate's mountain gate had turned into ashes. Where Wu Gui had just exploded, it was originally a small hill, but now it has become a huge deep pit.

When the two fought, they actually exploded a mountain!?

"The so-called ninth grade is just like that!"

In the deep pit, a figure flew out. Except for the black hair scattered, the clothes were slightly messy and there was no major problem, which changed the eyes of the people around him again.

Qin Lan actually has the ability to face a head-on battle with the Nine-grade Venerable!?

"The eighth grade peak, boy, should I say that you are powerful, or is the Ming Shenlu powerful?"

Below, an old and stern voice came out. Wu Gui was also slightly embarrassed at this time, but it was not serious.

Wu Gui's eyes were sinister, Qin Lan's speed was like a comet attacking the moon. He, the ninth grade, could not even catch him just now, which caught Qin Lan off guard.

What made Wu Gui even more difficult was that the defense he had just launched was not easy for those ninth-grade venerables to break it with one move, but at this moment, they were actually broken by Qin Lan, a boy who had not even reached the ninth-grade quotient!

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