Chapter 492 Lu Chaochao's Unfilial Son

"Demon world, I will never forgive you!"

Lu Chaochao cursed with tears in her eyes.

"Zhuifeng has never suffered with me, and I don't know how much suffering he will have to endure in the demon world." Lu Chaochao's face wrinkled into a ball, and she felt distressed when she thought of Zhuifeng being abducted to the demon world alone.

Xie Yuzhou whispered: "Following you, I will starve for nine meals in three days."

"Zhuifeng's back is hunched, do you know how it got hunched?"

Lu Chaochao had two bubbles of tears hanging on her face: "Is it because I ride a dog too heavy?"

"No, it has too many responsibilities. It is also the one who wets the bed, and it is also the one who scratches the homework that cannot be finished..."

Lu Chaochao's eyes were spitting fire.

Xie Yuzhou whistled in his mouth and looked up at the sky with innocent eyes.

I know that people who tell the truth are not likable.

"Humph, you are annoying!" Lu Chaochao glared at him before going down the mountain with everyone.

Many sword cultivators were injured today, but fortunately, the Sword Sect already had a pharmacist, and they were recovering to normal in an orderly manner.

Lu Chaochao stood in front of the white-browed old man, who looked like a fairy, like the pillar of the Sword Sect.

"Little girl, you are a mortal, why did you come to the Sword Sect?" the old man asked.

The little sword boy behind him said, "Master, it was Junior Brother Xu Fan who brought her up the mountain. She is an emperor from the human world, and she came here to purify the turbid air."

The old man paused.

His originally hunched waist stood straight in an instant.

He looked at Lu Chaochao with burning eyes, and the pain in his eyes made him breathless.

He waved his hand and waved the boy to retreat.

He stood solemnly opposite Lu Chaochao, clasped his hands together, and saluted the four-year-old girl in front of him.

"Master, you can't do that!"

"You are a thousand-year-old true lord, and she is a four-year-old empress, she can't stand it." The little boy said hurriedly.

The old man shook his head: "She deserves it. This is what the Wanjian Sect owes her."

"Girl, the Wanjian Sect is ashamed of you and the people of the world. On behalf of the sect, Qingyang apologizes to you." Qingyang Daojun bowed deeply.

Qingyang Daojun?

Lu Chaochao muttered in his heart, this Taoist name was given later, and he didn't know what the old man's real name was?

"It was the Sect Master who proposed it, Master, you can't make the decision. You even fought with the Sect Master for this, and you didn't stop him." The little boy's eyes were red with anger.

"No matter who proposed it, it has been named Wanjian Sect." It was the Wanjian Sect that failed the trust of the world and failed the intentions of Chaoyang Jianzun.

The old man sighed deeply, and in an instant, he seemed to have aged countless years.

"Bring some spiritual wine and snacks." Qingyang Daojun looked at Wuwangshan.

"Are you going to pay tribute to her again? How many times a year do you have to go? Now the God Realm is not allowed to privately build statues for her, so be careful." Tong'er handed over the sacrificial offerings that were ready at any time.

"Don't be afraid, I have no hope of ascending to heaven, and it's just a few days anyway."

After hearing this, Tong'er silently turned his head to one side and wiped his tears.

"Grandpa Qingyang, can Chaochao go with me?" Lu Chaochao asked innocently.

Taoist Qingyang looked at those eyes, and for a moment he was dazed, and he couldn't help but agree.

"Come with me." Taoist Qingyang led her with one hand and carried the food box with the other hand up the mountain.

"You wait for me in the yard, Chaochao will be back at dawn." After Lu Chaochao finished speaking, she jumped up the mountain.

The higher she went up the mountain, the brighter her smile became.

Her Wuwang Mountain.

Wuwang Mountain is on the top of the mountain, in a cloud and mist. After the old man made a gesture, the two entered Wuwang Mountain one after another.

As soon as she entered the door, she could feel the strong spiritual energy in the air.

Walking along the bluestone slabs on the ground, Lu Chaochao saw the scene that haunted her.

In the courtyard, there was a huge peach tree.

The peach tree was in bloom, and the peach blossoms on the tree fluttered down with the wind, and the pink peach blossoms covered the ground.

The breeze blew the swing, and the swing swayed gently under the peach tree.

She seemed to see the scene of the year again.

She leaned on the swing and ordered seven disciples to massage her shoulders and legs.

In the courtyard, the disciples chased and played, and the garden was full of laughter.

"Chaochao, come in and sit down." Qingyang Daojun had become familiar with Lu Chaochao along the way.

"Put the tribute on the table and pour the wine on the ground."

Lu Chaochao did it in order and offered tribute to herself.

"Grandpa Qingyang, have you seen Chaoyang Sword Master?" the little guy asked secretly. Judging from Qingyang's age, he should have seen him.

Qingyang sat on a reclining chair in the yard.

"Yes."

"But at that time, she was amazingly talented, and the disciples around her were all gifted. I... was inconspicuous."

Daojun Qingyang seemed to be lost in memories, with a smile on his lips.

"At that time, I was just an ordinary inner disciple. I was quiet and didn't like to communicate with others. I often ran errands for Sword Master up and down the mountain." Sword Master liked the snacks down the mountain very much.

"For sword practitioners, swordsmanship is the foundation of life. But Sword Master is never stingy."

"Every time I went up the mountain, she secretly gave me some special treatment and taught me how to practice sword."

"Although I have never been her disciple, I have received a lot of teachings from her."

"I thought I could live in peace and stability for the rest of my life." Qingyang's voice gradually became low, and the grief in his eyes almost crushed him.

Later...

"The elites of the entire Wanjian Sect were killed in that smoke of gunpowder. Including her..."

Qingyang Daojun mentioned it several times, and still shed tears.

"There are only a group of old and weak people left in the Wanjian Sect, drifting in the wind and rain. It was her merit that made no one in the three realms dare to touch the Sword Sect, so that the Sword Sect could breathe."

"At that time, the Sword Sect was weak, but united. Everyone was devoted to the Tao and took it as their responsibility to protect the people."

"The life-and-death battle that year did not destroy the Sword Sect."

"In the end, it was destroyed by desire."

"Do you know who the current sect master is?" Qingyang seemed to want to talk, and he didn't care whether Lu Chaochao could understand.

In front of a four-year-old child, he could talk without scruples.

"It's Mingkong. Mingkong is the child of the old sect master."

"The Wanjian Sect was founded by the old sect master and Chaoyang Jianzun. No one knows the relationship between the old sect master and Jianzun, but the old sect master is very respectful in front of Jianzun."

"So, Jianzun has always been the core of the Wanjian Sect."

"When the Heavenly Dao collapsed, the old sect master and a group of elders died to save the world. The child left behind is Mingkong."

"Mingkong..." Qingyang shook his head in disappointment. He is not as good as the old sect master.

"Because I was instructed by Jianzun, my cultivation is already superior among the only disciples. The position of the sect master will be chosen between me and Mingkong."

"But Mingkong, he has a good godmother."

Lu Chaochao thought about it. In his memory, he didn't hear that Mingkong had a godmother.

"Who is his godmother?" Lu Chaochao asked while swinging on the swing.

"It's Jianzun."

Bang!

Lu Chaochao rolled down from the swing, with flower petals all over her head, and asked with gritted teeth: "Who is his godmother?"

"Mingkong said in person that he once worshipped Chaoyang Jianzun as his godmother!"

"The old sect master has a very good relationship with Jianzun, so it is normal for him to worship him as a godmother. Immediately, the whole sect respected him as the head."

"!!"

"Fuck his eldest son!"

After waking up from a nap, there is an unfilial son? ! ! (End of this chapter)