Cultivation: My disciples are all big villains

Seeing the cemetery that appeared here, Luo He's eyes looked extremely surprised. He looked at the old man with surprised eyes. He didn't expect the old man to bring him to this place.

Especially the purpose in front of him seemed very strange just to look at it, he had no idea why the old man brought him here.

Even if it is to recognize the ancestors and return to the clan, isn't it in the temple?

Although he was muttering a lot in his heart, Luo He didn't say much, but followed behind the old man and entered the group of cemeteries in front of him.

After entering here, Luo He turned his head and looked at the old man beside him, with a playful smile in his eyes.

Although it was a cemetery in front of him, the flowers, plants and trees inside were very luxuriant, and it looked like entering a fairyland suddenly, which also surprised Luo He.

He looked up at the old man, but the old man didn't say a word, and Luo He didn't say a word when he remembered the old man's instruction just now.

"Little guy, although I brought you here, everything here is within my expectations, you just stay by my side, don't worry too much!" said the old man.

Hearing the old man's explanation, Luo Hedang nodded quickly, but his mind gradually became a little surprised, and his eyes quickly scanned the surroundings.

Although the old man was reassuring himself, but after entering a cemetery and taking him back to the clan, Luo He naturally did not dare to be careless, he was worried that he might die here if he was careless.

After all, it is very convenient for the old man to die in the cemetery. He doesn't even need to bury it, just find a place to throw it in.

But what surprised Luo He was Wang Yan. After this guy entered here, he was very relaxed and comfortable, and his eyes kept scanning his surroundings.

"Luo He, you can see that although the cemetery here has been around for a long time, if you observe carefully, you can see that there is a very strange atmosphere inside the cemetery here." Wang Yan said.

Seeing that Wang Yan looked like a Teletubbies, Luo He also felt helpless, but fortunately, the old man didn't interrupt, which made Luo He heave a sigh of relief.

But then Luo He gave Wang Yan a hard look, and curled his lips: "Don't be a Teletubbies here, you should be more cautious, I always feel that this place is not simple."

Seeing Luo He scolding Wang Yan, a playful smile appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth, but he didn't say much, and continued to go deep inside with Luo He.

Led by the old man, Luo He quickly came to the core of the cemetery. If you observe carefully, you will find that there is a big gap between the tomb here and other places.

Although the tombs in other places have been buried, they are all close to each other, but the cemetery here is unusual, and they are stored separately.

In particular, there are many sacrificial objects placed in front of each tombstone. Luo He concluded that the identities of the owners of these tombs are unusual.

Indeed, just as Luo He guessed, the people buried in the tombs here are all noble people among the local monks.

"This is the grave of the patriarch's lineage."

Coming here, the old man and other native monks looked very sad.

Seeing their appearance, Luo He's emotions were also contagious, showing a sad look, looking at the tomb in front of him, and couldn't help sighing.

Although he didn't know the identity of the person buried in the tomb, since the old man spoke, he must have told him the same thing.

Seeing that Luo He's mood suddenly seemed depressed, the old man shook his head, and then led Luo He to one of the tombs.

After coming here, the old man's eyes looked angry, and a sense of sadness suddenly felt in his heart.

Luo He was taken to the tomb by the old man, and saw the name written on it: Wang Tianba!
Beside: His wife Xu Yanran!

"Brother-in-law, sister-in-law, I have brought my unfilial son here to worship you. When you died, this child was the one you couldn't let go of the most!"

Luo He looked surprised. He didn't expect the old man to be the uncle of the local cultivator's lineage, so if counted according to seniority, wouldn't he want to call him uncle?
As if by a magic trick, the old man took out a flower from his bosom and slowly placed it in front of the tombstone.

"Although so many years have passed, I know that you haven't let him go. The purpose of bringing him here this time is to reassure you."

Luo He's eyes flickered, but he didn't interrupt now. If his identity is true and he has the relationship with the old man, it must not be difficult to command the local monks.

As long as the old man can be commanded, at that time, with the local monks, he can also suppress the flurry of gods and demons here.

The old man suddenly lost his temper, and looked at Luo He with cold eyes.

"Brat, come to your mother's grave, don't you know how to worship?" the old man said dissatisfied.

Luo He recovered from his joy, and quickly kowtowed to the grave.

After prostrating, Luo He turned his head to look at Wang Yan next to him, his expression turned cold immediately.

"You also come to bow down!"

Wang Yan was a little surprised. After all, it was somewhat inappropriate for him to prostrate to the tomb here as an outsider.

Although he was reluctant in his heart, seeing Luo He's face, he did not dare to disobey, and hurriedly followed Luo He's order to bow down.

Regarding Wang Yan's appearance, Luo He looked up at the tombstone in front of him, then turned to look at the old man: "How did my parents die?"

Although he knew that the death of his parents must be related to the flurry of gods and demons, in Luo He's view, he would use local monks to deal with flurry of gods and demons next.

The first thing to do is to remind them of the past, only in this way can these people obey their cooperation.

Hearing Luo He's question, the corners of the old man's mouth trembled, and he couldn't help sighing immediately.

"Maybe if I tell you the truth, you will find it a bit ridiculous, but the fact is true, the reason why your parents died is because of you!"

The old man's explanation made Luo He stand still in place. If it was true, then his plan just now would be completely bankrupt.

Why would his mother's death have anything to do with him?

Seeing Luo He's questioning look, the old man shook his head and smiled bitterly, and began to reveal all the secrets of the year.

"Let me tell you the truth, since you were born, Shenma Luanwu has detected through special talent that a person who will threaten them in the future has been born among the local monks."

"After tens of thousands of years of melee, Shenmo Luanwu also knew that it was impossible to eradicate us. The relationship between the two parties has eased, and they have fallen into a very strange situation."

"They regard us as thorns in their eyes, but they don't want to kill us at all, and they don't even pay attention to us at ordinary times. They will only do it when we lie dormant for a while."

Luo He nodded. He had heard the old man talk about what happened back then, but what Luo He is most concerned about now is why his parents died because of him.

"Could it be that my parents died because of my birth?" Luo He asked.

Regarding Luo He's questioning, the old man nodded.

"Because of your birth, the original mysterious situation was broken. The flurry of gods and demons gathered all the clansmen, and frantically encircled and suppressed local monks everywhere."

Hearing the old man's explanation, Luo He's eyes suddenly trembled, he could imagine the cruel situation.

But precisely because of this, Luo He felt a little apprehensive in his heart, and looked at the old man with doubtful eyes.

"If that's the case, then I'm very curious, won't you all fight back?" Luo He asked.

The old man shook his head with a wry smile.

"At the beginning, your state was rather strange, and it even affected all our local monks!"