After the witch was reborn, she made all the talented people in the world of cultivation cry.

Chen Huaitianshen, the ancestor of the Chen family, with a pair of deep eyes that could see through everything, calmly looked at Baoan Hou who was kneeling not far away.

After a while, he said, "Do you feel that you have been greatly wronged?"

"No no no!"

Marquis Huai'an shook his head repeatedly. Although he had not had much contact with this ancestor, he had heard a lot of rumors about him.

You will naturally know what to say and what not to say.

"As long as the Chen family is safe and sound, there is no reason for me to feel wronged!"

Patriarch Chen Chen liked to hear this. He had a good vision and good qualifications. This young man was good. He liked him!

Although Huai'an Hou did not look up, he could still sense the situation through the aura.

At least, I didn't feel that Old Ancestor Chen Huai was displeased.

So he continued, "As the head of the Chen family, I enjoy all this wealth, so I can naturally endure some grievances.

However, the second elder of the Super God Realm has passed away, and I am deeply saddened. "

The super god realm is not something that can be found everywhere on the street. There are only three of them in their Chen family.

One is a great elder, who is very old and highly respected.

One is Baoan Hou, but he had just broken through to the Super God Realm not long ago, and his realm is not very stable yet.

The third is the second elder, who has the most missions and is also the elder that Baoan Hou is most familiar with.

Patriarch Chen Huai was so shocked that he stood up all of a sudden. "Dead? What happened?"

He was a supreme god, how could he die just like that?

Baoan Hou did not narrate the events in a straightforward manner, but rather, he tested things bit by bit, just like squeezing toothpaste, in order to observe his ancestor's attitude towards the royal family.

"Yes, he died!"

So he recounted what happened that day in detail.

Finally, he said: "The Heavenly Thunder Child, who was able to kill a Super God Realm senior on the spot, must have added the power of a Heavenly God."

Otherwise, even with the super god-level senior's body comparable to a super artifact, he would not be able to do anything to them, let alone blow people to death.

Although Baoan Hou did not say it explicitly, his words implicitly pointed to the powerful gods in the royal family.

The plane occupied by Luoxue Imperial City is only this large. Even if the most core source power is sufficient, not everyone can become a powerful god.

So, not everyone can become a god if they want to.

There are so many gods in total, and except for the two in the royal family, no one can imagine that anyone has this ability.

No evidence?

What do you need evidence for?

The facts are out there, is there still a need to collect evidence?

This is what Baoan Hou thought, and so did Patriarch Chen Huai.

On the day of the incident, Baoan Hou had been raising the clan protection formation, so it did not have much impact on the Chen family.

"Youngster, keep planning!"

Patriarch Chen Huai took out a string of beads from somewhere, hung it around his neck, squinted his eyes and began to act like a Buddhist.

He had a feeling that something even more unpleasant would happen next.

Baoan Hou said nothing and took out the bloody audio-visual stone.

There was a choking sound in his voice, "Grandmaster, please take a look!"

He felt that since he didn't have styes, his ancestor, who was already quite old, certainly wouldn't have one either.

After a long silence, Patriarch Chen Huai suddenly said, "I remember that your Taoist partner is from the Song family in Donghe?"

The security guard lowered his eyes, "That's right."

Patriarch Chen Huai said again: "What is the relationship with Song Ping, the proud son of the Song family?"

Forgive him for being so old. He is regarded as a mascot in the clan and doesn't care about worldly affairs at all. The fact that he can remember these things is enough to surprise Baoan Hou.

Thinking of the brilliant Song Ping, Baoan Hou sighed again, "Song Ping has already died."

Patriarch Chen Huai raised his eyebrows, but was not surprised. "Is it that little bastard from the Luo family who did it again?"

Baoan Hou said fairly and impartially: "After Chu He died, many life-defining magic tools were found in his storage ring, including Song Ping's Heaven and Earth Ruler."

In fact, until now, Baoan Hou still couldn't understand why the royal family wanted to harm Song Ping.

If it was the Queen, she would still be willing to do so. After all, the Queen and Crown Prince Zenmu were not on good terms. The Crown Prince left in anger because he was forced by the Queen.

But what was Emperor Qianyuan doing?

Patriarch Chen Huai saw through Baoan Hou's thoughts at a glance, smiled faintly and said, "Anomaly!"

Baoan Hou didn't know, but Patriarch Chen Huai knew it clearly.

When Song Ping of the Song family was born, a strange phenomenon occurred in the sky. The incident happened too suddenly, and the God-like ancestor of the Song family had no time to cover it up, so it aroused the suspicion of the royal family.

Security guard: ...Should I be thankful for my ordinariness?

Thinking of a certain possibility, the security guard's heart skipped a beat, and a strange thought suddenly arose in his mind, "Is there a possibility that Song Ping is not dead at all?"

Although the ancestor of the Song family is a master of spiritual cuisine and a chef, he may not be able to fight head-on.

However, he is a powerful god after all, and he should protect his most promising descendants at all costs.

Patriarch Chen Huai said coldly: "The dead cannot be resurrected."

So, you're overthinking it.

Baoan Hou was very puzzled. Knowing that Senior Song Ping had encountered such a disaster, how could he not have a backup plan?

Or is it impossible to guard against?

What puzzled Baoan Hou even more was why his ancestor mentioned Song Ping for no apparent reason?

Given his status and personal situation, it is impossible for him to bring it up out of nowhere. There must be a connection.

Patriarch Chen Huai rarely said a few more words, "Since you are the patriarch of our Chen family, there are some things you should know."

Patriarch Chen Huai spoke eloquently, "There are countless resources in the world of cultivation, but there is one type of resource that is the most rare. Can you name it?"

Baoan Hou bowed respectfully, "I will listen to your instructions!"

Ancestor Chen Huai said, "It's a human being. If there is no one, what's the use of owning the whole world?"

First, it cannot be defended, and second, what is fought for will be a useless shell.

Huai'an Hou suddenly made an incredible guess, "Grandmaster, you wouldn't have accepted Senior Song Ping into our Chen family, right?"

Patriarch Chen Huai laughed heartily and looked at Baoan Hou with a look of satisfaction, "As expected of an outstanding descendant of our Chen family, your cleverness alone cannot be compared with those fools of the Luo family."

Marquis Huai'an was not secretly delighted by the praise from his ancestor, but his heart suddenly sank, "Really? What happened next?"

Patriarch Chen Huai did not elaborate on the matter and waved his hand disapprovingly, "If you don't want me here, I will find another place that will.

Even if those little bastards in the Luo family can't tolerate him, there must be a place that can accommodate him."

Can he say that he was taken away by that crazy woman from the Song family and he himself didn't know it?

Marquis Huai'an had a bitter face and said in a desperate tone, "The ancestor doesn't allow me to ask this or that. Is it that I, the clan leader, am not worthy of knowing?"

Patriarch Chen Huai did not give a direct answer, but just chanted four lines of poetry, "Wait until autumn comes on September 8th, when my flower blooms, all other flowers will die.

The incense formation soaring into the sky penetrates Chang'an, and the whole city is covered with golden armor. "

Baoan Hou: ...This is an anti-poem. Is the ancestor hinting that I should calm down and wait for the right opportunity?

After a few words, Patriarch Chen Huai no longer paid attention to the security guards and just sat in meditation to regulate his breathing.

If someone looked closely, they would find that Patriarch Chen Huai's fingers hidden in his sleeves were gently flicking.

"Hey, there is a reaction. Could it be that the person has returned here?"

At the same time, Ye Lige from Sangye Academy was talking about recent developments with Senior Brother Yuan He.

She said: "This bastard Dahei may not be very good at doing his job, but he is unmatched in making trouble and causing damage."

Chen Jingyuan looked at her lovingly, "That's Junior Sister's ability to use people wisely!"

Dahei, the four ferocious beasts are not something that everyone can control.

Beautiful scenery and a little sister by my side.

Lord Yuanhe felt very comfortable, with a sense of fulfillment in his heart.

Chen Jingyuan could understand why his junior sister erased her memories of her past life without hesitation.

Life is too long, and you haven’t even figured out how to live it yet, so why bother with your past life that has already become a thing of the past?

If it were him, he would not want to be involved in the endless past life.

"Oh..."

Just at this moment, there was a sudden sharp pain in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Chen Jingyuan was not a coward who could not endure pain, but at this moment his face turned pale with pain and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

Ye Lige quickly supported Chen Jingwu, who was shaking all over, and said, "Big Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Jingyuan gritted his teeth and tried to calm himself down.

"Junior Sister, I, I feel like something is about to break out of my body."

Ye Lige's eyes were heavy and he could naturally tell the physical condition with just a glance.

"Big Brother, has your sea of ​​consciousness been tampered with?"

Chen Jingyuan shook his head. He was an orphan and was adopted by Master Jiuxiao since he was a child.

Given Master's character and personality, how could he possibly do something to the consciousness of his own disciple?

If there is... could it be from the previous life?

So Chen Jingyuan made a bold decision, grabbed Ye Lige's hand, and said sincerely, "Junior sister, no matter what is sealed, please destroy it for me."

A lifetime is too long and too tiring. In this life, he just wants to stay with his junior sister and work hard on his cultivation.

Ye Lige saw the unhesitating determination in his eyes, "Okay! Please let go of your sea of ​​consciousness, Senior Brother!"

At the Baoan Marquis Mansion, Patriarch Chen Huai was overjoyed, "He really is back. Wait for me to activate the restriction sealed in his sea of ​​consciousness."

In fact, all the things sealed in the ban were fabricated by Patriarch Chen Huai himself.

The purpose is to make Song Ping's descendants serve the Chen family.

However, Patriarch Chen Huai had made all sorts of calculations, but he never expected that Song Ping in this life would not play by the rules.

Not only was he not interested in the so-called past life, but because he had a powerful Lihuo God by his side, Patriarch Chen Huai failed to steal the chicken and ended up losing the rice.

Just when he was about to trace the seal to its source, he unexpectedly encountered a simple and rough destruction by the God of Fire.

Then, Patriarch Chen Huai covered his chest with his hands, coughed heavily twice, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ancestor Chen Huai said, "How annoying and infuriating!"

I have wasted my original kindness in helping you.

In fact, although Patriarch Chen Huai has very complicated feelings towards the current Song Ping.

Just as Baoan Hou said, since they knew that the royal family was very wary of Song Ping, they wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible.

Given their understanding of the royal family, they will take action sooner or later.

Therefore, the ancestor of the Song family used a precious treasure to ask the ancestor Chen Huai to take action once.

Patriarch Chen Huai was also an unkind person. Although he agreed, he did it only after Song Ping died.

That’s right, it saved Song Ping’s soul that was about to collapse.

Then many things happened, and Patriarch Chen Huai was ultimately unable to keep Song Ping, but allowed the ancestor of the Song family to leave with the soul bottle.

However, he was not anxious because a so-called memory left by him was sealed in Song Ping's sea of ​​consciousness.

As long as the time is right, he can be activated and return to the Chen family.

Unfortunately, plans cannot keep up with changes, and I spent the whole day hunting geese but got pecked in the eye by a goose.

At Sangye Academy, Ye Lige's brows twisted into a knot, "Big Brother, how do you feel now?"

Because of the excessive pain, Chen Jingyuan was sweating profusely and his whole body felt like it had just been fished out of the water.

Ye Lige considerately performed a cleansing spell on him, let him half lean on him, and fed him a cup of spiritual juice.

After a while, Chen Jingyuan came back to life and looked at Ye Lige with gratitude, "Junior Sister, it's really thanks to you being by my side."

Ye Lige, "It's just a small matter, not worth mentioning!"

Not to mention that the senior brother had been wandering in the void for many years for me, this trust alone is rare.

Opening the sea of ​​consciousness without reservation is not something that everyone can do.

"However," Ye Lige expressed his doubts solemnly, "that seal may not be true."

Chen Jingyuan didn't care. If he did, he wouldn't have destroyed it directly.

But he still asked: "Why do you say that?"

Ye Lige, "It feels so awkward, it doesn't match!"

Chen Jingyuan also had this feeling, especially when he first came to this world. It seemed that it was the heavy seal that was causing trouble, suppressing him from time to time.

After solving the seal that he had never discovered, Chen Jingyuan felt unprecedentedly refreshed.

"Let's go, I'll treat Junior Sister to a good meal!"

In sharp contrast to the two people's happy mood, the old man Chen Huai, who had been planning the situation, was almost furious.

How to do?

How can I be willing to let the cooked duck fly away?