"Blood tree!"

Her voice was clear, and she cut through the dull night sky at once.

The blood tree ancestor who flew back from Yunluofeng was stunned for a moment.

It feels it!

Immediately, a bright smile appeared on its somewhat old-fashioned face.

"Welcome back, Yan Yue!"

……

The red candle flickered.

Tears of candles sprinkled on the table.

An Lan stood.

Bai Lian sat.

The two looked at each other and then parted their eyes.

The atmosphere in the room was a little silent.

An Lan didn't go back to the cave immediately, she was thinking about a very serious question.

Now is a good opportunity, do you want to take this opportunity to give Bai Lian some adult education?

You said that you are almost twenty years old, why don't you know how to distance yourself from other bad women?

It really makes me sad!

In the end, it was Bai Lian who broke the silence first.

"Master, I have a question."

An Lan said, "You can ask."

Just as Bai Lian was about to speak, a system task suddenly appeared.

[Mission 1: Call Yan Yue by her name (Completion reward: Fiery Thorns)]

[Task 2: Use Uncle Yan to refer to Yan Yue (Completion Reward: Soft Skill +1)]

Bai Lian's face was tense.

Isn't this shocking? What is it?

She thought that Master had changed her sex.

Sure enough, it was all an illusion. Master was born young, and his mind was also small.

Being cautious, she naturally didn't dare to touch the tiger's butt.

Cough—

After coughing, Bai Lian lowered his voice: "Master, isn't Master Yan really not the reincarnation of the patriarch?"

An Lan's answer was unexpectedly straightforward.

"Yes."

"That……"

An Lan waved his sleeve, and the half-zhang-high Qianchen Stele appeared out of thin air in Bai Lian's room.

"You can see it by yourself."

She did not completely erase Yan Yue's memory, but just extracted that part of the memory and injected it into the Qianchen monument.

Bai Lian nodded, and she probed her divine sense into the Qianchen monument.

The past recalls the dream.

In the blink of an eye, Bai Lian followed the force of fate in the Qianchen Stele back thousands of years.

She seemed to be watching a 360-degree holographic video with no dead ends.

In the picture, an old Taoist priest knelt in front of the Qianchen monument.

He was Gong Xuexin's master and survived by luck after the Taoist temple was destroyed.

Holding a brush in his hand, he inscribed [Gong Xuexin] on the stone tablet over and over again.

"Ugh."

When the sigh disappeared with the wind, Lao Dao finally succeeded in writing Gong Xuexin's name on the Qianchen tablet.

A smile appeared on his face.

At that moment, the already cold Gong Xuexin had infinite possibilities.

The old man got up.

He was already very old and carried a cane on his back, but even so, he still bowed to Gong Xuexin's tomb.

"You are the pride of our Yudingguan.

"It was in the past, it will be in the future, and it will still be in the future.

"Poor disciple, I have no power to avenge you, so I can only erect a tombstone for you here."

Lao Dao rode away in the sunset.

After that, he never came again, probably passed away.

And this stele standing in the wilderness was gradually buried underground as the leylines moved.

Until that day, when Yanyue arrived at Yinshuang Valley, there was a wonderful connection between one person and one tablet.

Yan Yue recovered the memories belonging to Gong Xuexin.

It's just that this memory came too suddenly, and it carried the aura of Qianchen Monument, so it had a violent impact on her.

Originally, this was not enough to completely drain Yan Yue.

But recently, she has been a little bored herself.

After seeing Xiao Jinse, Su Youwei and others showing extraordinary strength at a young age, Yan Yue felt that she was very good.

"Why am I being so spicy?"

The more she thought about it, the more unpleasant she felt.

She has been stuck in the integration period for two hundred years, and if this goes on, Bai Lian's junior sister will catch up to her.

This kind of emotion is very common for her. It will appear every few months. Under normal circumstances, she will say with a fierce face that she is going to be angry, and then she will give up the treatment and return to the original state within a few days.

"Learn? Learn a shit!"

But this time is different.

As many unfavorable factors superimposed, Yan Yue fell down before she could decide to become a strong woman.

She slumped in the corner like an eggplant hit by frost.

"I'm just a waste, woohoo..."

"..."

Bai Lian's mouth twitched.

She seriously doubted that if she wasn't affected by Qianchen Monument, Yan Yue would shake off her face and say, "That's right, what's wrong with the old lady?"

She continued to look at the memories belonging to Gong Xuexin.

This memory is fragmented, but it still mentions a lot of key things.

From here, Bai Lian learned that the person who murdered Gong Xuexin was from Taixuan Daomen!

At that time, the Taixuan Daomen had not yet split, and he was the well-deserved leader of the righteous path in the Eastern Divine Continent.

"It's no wonder that Gong Xuexin has been unable to clear the scars on her back."

An Lan quietly came to Bai Lian's side: "This kind of thing is often done in the Taixuan Daomen."

Bai Lian nodded.

Taixuan Daomen wanted to maintain its "monopoly" position. The founding emperor of Heluo Kingdom died at the hands of Taixuan Daomen Daoist in the battle of Damang Mountain.

An Lan added: "The Taixuan Daomen is divided into the Taixuan Daomen and the Taiqing Daomen. It is true that it is a battle of ideas to the outside world, but this concept is not a concept of cultivation, but a maintenance of Taoism. Philosophy. The Taoist master of Taixuan Daomen pursues domineering, and the sword sect believes that the Xuanmen Dao system should be in full bloom, and cultivation requires communication to progress."

I see.

Bai Lian was not surprised that An Lan would know these secrets.

She was more interested in what An Lan said later.

"Jue Yunzi once told me that Yan Yue was not the daughter of the former sect master, she was picked up by the former sect master near the mountain gate.

"For the sake of saving the Immortal Sect, the former head sect never got married in his life.

"Yan Yue has been very sensitive since she was a child. In order to prevent her from thinking too much, the former head of the family and Jue Yunzi and others lied that Yan Yue's mother died not long after she was born."

Bai Lian asked in surprise, "Uncle Yan doesn't know about it until now?"

An Lan shook her head: "No one told her."

Bai Lian withdrew from the Qianchen monument.

Now that's fine.

Knowing the truth doesn't do Yan Yue any good.

Unless the master shows his true skills, the current Duxian Sect has no chance of defeating the Taixuan Dao Sect.

Bai Lian knew that this kind of thing couldn't be rushed.

In fact, there are many enemies of Taixuan Daomen.

Not to mention Xu Pan and Marquis Wu'an, who were determined to defeat the Taixuan Daomen who dominated the Eastern Divine Continent.

In the middle and late stages of "Battle of the Gods", Duxianmen suffered repeated hardships, and Taixuan Daomen, the leader of the righteous way, was also beaten.

In this setting, the game is still very reasonable.

It will not happen that the whole world's disasters fall on the head of the protagonist Zongmen.

At this moment.

An Lan, who also came out of the Chenchen monument, said, "Bai Lian, go and call your junior sister over."

She decided.

Adult education is a must.

But she couldn't be too obvious, and called the fourth and fifth disciples to watch, so that Bai Lian would not doubt her intentions!

But An Lan waited for a while and still did not receive a reply from Bai Lian.

"Um?"

She turned around and suddenly found that Bai Lian had fallen asleep on the table.

"..."

An Lan stretched out her consciousness and checked Bai Lian's body, and immediately understood that Bai Lian was using her "eyes" too much to use herself up.

It's not good to be so immature at such a young age!

Muttering something secretly, An Lan was about to go home.

Just as she walked to the window, she circled back and gently picked up Bai Lian.

As expected of Bai Lian, she is full of meat!

It seems that the water will come out with a pinch.

An Lan felt that her hand was about to sink in.

That piece of warmth, her eyes couldn't help narrowing, and there was an imperceptible smile hidden in the corners of her eyes.

She walked to the bedside and laid Bai Lianping on the bed.

She didn't leave, but sat down and looked at Bai Lian like a fine china.

As expected, Bai Lian, who was still asleep, was the best.