More importantly, he felt that Xiaoman seemed to have anticipated the changes in the Three Realms and Six Paths early on, so this idea appeared!

After all, this idea is profitable and harmless to the current situation!

Luo Qinghen shivered, recovered, and muttered to himself: "No, I have to go back and study immediately! I can't wait to see Xiaoman's idea become a reality."

Immediately afterwards, he left the meeting without even saying hello.

"Xiaoman, why did your second brother go?" Luo Mushan couldn't help but wonder when seeing Luo Qinghen hurriedly leave.

"It is estimated that there is some inspiration. Go back and study and study." Luo Xiaoman smiled, and did not explain much.

Suddenly, her expression was solemn, and she stared at Mount Luomu, especially the hideous scar, and said, "Daddy, should you tell me about your mother-in-law?"

Luo Mushan was startled slightly, picked up a glass of wine, and drank it in one gulp.

The spicy liquor seems to be able to temporarily soothe his inner resentment and anger.

At this time, Luo Qingyi's eyes also looked over.

He has carefully observed the scar of Mount Luomu. It should have been injured by a weapon like a sword, but there is still a trace of strange power remaining in this scar, so that this scar cannot be removed with medicine, just like a Cursed.

If it's an ordinary scar, he has a way, but the scar of Dad is not ordinary.

"You two come with me." In order not to affect everyone's interest, Mount Luo Mu got up and walked towards the Imperial Garden.

Zhu Yingtian understood the understanding and hurriedly greeted everyone, saying: "We will continue to drink, continue to eat, and there will be performances later."

"Haha, the emperor, your arrangement is really thoughtful!"

"This cup, to you!"

After being circumvented by Zhu Yingtian, everyone didn't notice Luo Xiaoman and the others.

"Yuan, you are waiting for me here!"

"Yeah!" Luo Xiaoman glanced at Mo Yuan, exhorted, and followed.

The two of them seemed to be able to understand each other's thoughts in each other's eyes without needing to say much.

The moment Luo Mushan came to the Imperial Garden, a helpless, low voice rang out from him slowly.

"At the beginning, in order to help Xiaoman survive the Nine Thunder Tribulation, your mother and I went back to her family's house." Luo Mushan turned around and looked at Luo Xiaoman and Luo Qingyi. "You should be very curious, what is the identity of your mother?"

Luo Xiaoman and Luo Qingyi looked at each other. They were really curious, what is the identity of Xian'er mother?

For a long time, they only knew the name of Xian'er's mother, but did not know her surname, as if deliberately did not mention it.

Because Dad's mouth is very close, it is difficult for them to ask too much when they are children.

"Originally, I didn't intend to tell you. However, now that things are developing beyond my imagination, it is time to confess to you."

Speaking of this, Mount Luo Mu stopped, his eyes blurred.

Luo Xiaoman and Luo Qingyi did not bother, but waited for Luo Mushan to recover from their memories.

"Your mother, her full name is Xuanyuan Xian'er." Luo Mushan took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "She is the saint of Xuanyuan."

"Xuanyuan's?!" Luo Xiaoman and Luo Qingyi exclaimed.

Luo Qingyi exclaimed that he knew that the Xuanyuan family was the oldest family, and the rumors had disappeared in the long river of history.

And Luo Xiaoman's exclamation was that it was the Xuanyuan clan, the most powerful clan in ancient times, and the three artifacts coveted by many immortals came from the Xuanyuan clan.