Biography of Xi Shan

Kong Qian arranged for several people to stay and left in a hurry.

Seeing Jing Ji stunned, Chen Daozhen frowned and asked, "What happened?"

Jing Ji looked up at him, and slowly took out the letter from his arms, "This is my father's..."

Chen Daozhen took the letter in silence, and carefully looked at Jing Ji's expression.

Jing Ji flew onto the bed, kicked off his shoes, buried his head in the soft blanket, and said in a muffled voice, "Senior Brother Chen, I dare not look at it, you can look at it for me."

"Okay." Seeing that he was depressed, Chen Daozhen sat down on the edge of the bed with great distress, and patted his body through the quilt.

The handwriting is a little old, the footer is slightly curled, Shen Ao's handwriting is vigorous and energetic, and what he writes is what he has seen and heard, the vision is grand, the atmosphere is majestic, and the style of writing is open-minded, which makes people admire and sigh.The letter did not mention Shen Ao's origin, and all the content started when he arrived at Xuanyin Pavilion.It is worth mentioning that Shen Ao mentioned in the letter that the old master of Xuanyin Pavilion specially allowed him to enter and leave the Zangxing Tower at will in order to keep him. Shen Ao was very grateful for this.In the following ten years, he followed the old pavilion master to learn Zhouyi, divination, astrology and astronomy, and handed over everything he knew to Ye Wanwu, the current pavilion master of Xuanyin Pavilion, until one day, Shen Ao discovered in Zangxing Building I wrote an ancient book that had been lost for a hundred years, which recorded the long history of the Shen family.

"The ancestor of the Shen family was named Sifang. He was very talented, but he was flawed, and it was difficult to practice any inner skills. However, his talent was astonishingly high. Later, he created his own inner skills, called "The Sutra of Strange Stars" ..." Chen Daozhen couldn't help but stop when he read this, and turned his head to meet Jing Ji in surprise.

Jing Ji suddenly jumped out of the bed, looking at Chen Daozhen with dull eyes.

Chen Daozhen continued to read: "This mental method can double its internal strength, and its power is unmatched by anyone in the world. Later, the ancestors of the Shen family founded the Zishan Sect. They received hundreds of disciples, taught thousands of people, and performed hundreds of good deeds. The Zishan Sect has grown rapidly and has been passed down from generation to generation until Shen Huai, the seventh generation descendant of the Shen family. This son is extremely obtuse and credulous. The physique is different, and the road to cultivation is full of thorns. Later, he changed his mentality and used the power of others for his own use. The "Superiful Star Manual" became an evil skill. Designed to win the position of leader, put Shen Huai in a secret prison, and then bloodbathed the world into chaos. A few years later, Duan Chenglang was on the verge of death, but he was saved from desperation. The power is integrated into one body, as long as two people's bodies are used as a week, the internal power circulates and merges, and finally becomes a pure and innocent trend."

Shen Ao didn't write any more of the content after that, he just briefly stated that the ancestors left behind the geese, which is worthy of respect, but the mental methods such as "The Sutra of the Stars", no matter whether it is true or not, should not be reproduced in the world.

Jing Ji couldn't bear the information for a while, most of the news he got about the Shen family came from Duan Hongxue. From this point of view, I am afraid that what Duan Hongxue knows is also false, but it is a posterity. In order to cover up the truth that has been tampered with.

There is only one thing that the Duan family has passed on by word of mouth, and that is that the fake "Superiful Star Manual" in their hands can be cultivated only with the bodies of descendants of the Shen family.

Jing Ji frowned, looked at his hands, and said in surprise: "Could it be that Master asked me to practice the real "Superiful Star Manual", while Duan Hongxue and Duan Rong practiced the fake "Superior Star Manual" ", no wonder before I was five years old, I couldn't cultivate my inner strength anyway, because apart from "The Sutra of the Stars", all the inner strengths are not suitable for me, but why did my master have this secret book?"

Chen Daozhen pursed his lips, thought for a moment, and suddenly realized: "Do you remember when we were in the Land of No Desire, the patriarch told us that the big lion that was taken away was named Wushou?"

"That's right, the patriarch said that the person who took Wushou away was called Shen Huai. At that time, I thought this person was the master." Jing Ji hugged his knees and said with a sad face, "I didn't know my identity at the time, so I knew Master didn't make much associations when his real name was Shen Huai, but this is still wrong, although master is old now, how can he be so old?"

Chen Daozhen smiled slightly: "How is it impossible? The patriarch once said that Shen Huai was already a gray-haired old man when he arrived at the Land of No Desire. Now, based on this calculation, the ancestor should be more than 190 years old now. If you didn't guess Wrong, the ancestor is Shen Huai in the letter."

Jing Ji's eyes became moist, "It turns out that my relatives have been by my side all the time. My master taught me martial arts secretly, and even went down the mountain to buy me food. I never thought there was anything wrong with these things."

Chen Daozhen gently lifted his chin, kissed his moist eyelids, and said in a low voice: "Back then when Master asked you to pay respects to Senior Chu, I thought he was trying to harm you. , After hundreds of years of blood lessons, the ancestors understand that hiding can never bring real security, it is nothing more than making everyone live in fear."

"That's why the master wants me to go through this. He wants me to grow and make me extremely strong, so strong that no one can hurt me." Jing Ji smiled bitterly, "It's a pity that I don't understand his good and suffering until now. Be careful."

Chen Daozhen held him in his arms and stroked his back, "It's not too late, we'll go back to the Land of No Desire after we get rid of the Ghost Venerable, and bring Mrs. Wu out. If you don't want to leave Xishan, We will build a house at the foot of Xishan Mountain, and we will be together all day long."

"What about the Wuji Sect?" Jing Ji frowned, looking pitiful.

Chen Daozhen chuckled: "Isn't there still Pei Ran? If it doesn't work out, I'll move the Wuji Sect to be near the Xishan Sect. After a hundred years, you and I will turn into dust. These are nothing to worry about."

Jing Ji grabbed Chen Daozhen's hands and hugged him tightly, looking at him with big eyes full of water, "Fortunately, I met you."

Chen Daozhen is calm and self-sufficient, no more words.

He continued to read the handbook, and what he wrote afterwards were all trivial matters, Chen Dao was really about to close it, but suddenly he saw Shen Ao's origin recorded at the end.

The descendants of the Shen family fled for hundreds of years, living in incognito and wandering. They were in a state of anxiety all day long. When Shen Ao was young, the situation improved. A group of more than twenty people settled down in a remote small fishing village and lived a peaceful and leisurely life.

The population of Shenjia Village gradually prospered, but the good times didn't last long. When Shen Ao was 15 years old, a group of people from the rivers and lakes came to hear the news. One escaped, and he had watched his family members tortured to death by those so-called decent families, and the leaders were several well-known top masters in the Jianghu.

Chen Daozhen was very surprised, but he also saw Shen Ao wrote at the end: "I hope that the descendants of my Shen family will be happy for generations, and don't be disturbed by demons, waste your mind on hopeless people, and fall into the prison of infinite sorrow."

Chen Daozhen's eyes darkened, he closed the notebook, looked at Jing Ji with a wry smile, and said slowly: "Let's read this notebook later."

Jing Ji grabbed the quilt in a daze, and nodded sullenly.

Early the next morning, while Chu Buhui was still sound asleep, the two bid farewell to Ye Wanwu and quietly left Xuanyin Pavilion, and headed towards Wujizong together after reuniting with drunkard head Zhao Peiran.

Chu Buhui slept comfortably, and happily went to find Jing Ji but didn't want to miss it. He was feeling regretful and regretful, when he was held down by someone, he turned his head abruptly, and saw Chu Shenzhi standing behind him , with a gloomy face, said: "Nizi!"

Jing Ji calmed down and said relaxedly, "We are leaving without saying goodbye, I hope my little cousin won't be too angry."