When Wu saw the fierce side of his master's wife, he still tried his best to persuade her, "Mistress, Master has ordered us to take revenge on this matter. If you go and denounce him, it will be bad if it causes an uproar."
Lan Yu suddenly stopped in his tracks, his expression fluctuating as he thought to himself, "Although that old man is dead, he still has a lot of fans in the Martial Sect. The Great Clan Elder was once his trusted aide, if my poor son really didn't die, then wouldn't it be a huge disaster if they found out?"
Lan Yu's heart trembled, he turned around and stared at Wu, asking: "Where is Tang Zheng?"
"He's still in the capital for the time being."
"Immediately, take me to see him." Lan Yu ordered impatiently.
Wu asked nervously, "Mistress, could it be that Tang Zheng is your son?"
Lan Yu bit his lips, hesitated for a moment, and said: "I don't know either, but since he has that jade pendant on him, then I must investigate and get to the bottom of it."
Wu's emotions became extremely complicated. Although she had already guessed that this would happen, when she was about to confirm it, she was unable to determine whether this matter was good or bad.
The Martial Sect had always taken hunting cultivators as their responsibility, and in the end, the son of the Martial Sect's Sect Master was also a cultivator. Wasn't this a huge irony?
Of course, Wu could not bear to see the reputation of the Martial Sect damaged and his master's reputation destroyed.
However, she could not wait to find out the whole story. If Tang Zheng was really the son of her master and mistress, then wouldn't a family reunion be the happiest thing in the world?
Wu was an orphan. Although she was raised by her master and mistress since she was young, she did not have her own real parents after all. Occasionally, she would urgently wish that her biological parents were by her side.
Therefore, after weighing the pros and cons, she was inclined to let the family reunite.
"Mistress, if Tang Zheng is really your and Master's child, then what should we do? Is he a cultivator? "Wu asked tentatively.
"Hmph, so what if he's a cultivator? That was how that old man concluded that my child couldn't practice martial arts, but was a genius in cultivating magic. That was why he couldn't tolerate an infant. Now, no matter who it is, if they dare to harm my child, I will fight them to the end even if I have to give up my life. "Lan Yu said aggressively.
Looking at the resolute Lan Yu, Wu could not help but feel a little envious of Tang Zheng. If he really was his master's child, then he would be the happiest child in the world to have a mother like his master's wife.
However, when Wu heard that the Old Sect Leader had determined that the baby in swaddling clothes was a genius in cultivating magic, he was even more certain that Tang Zheng was that baby, because he was a genius cultivator.
Without stopping, the two immediately set off for the capital.
At this moment, Tang Zheng was already sitting in the Yan family's living room. Several important figures of the Yan family were gathered together, and the King Of Medicine was also accompanying him.
Just now, Yan Potian had personally welcomed him at the entrance. His etiquette was so high that it was truly rare.
As the host and guest sat down, Tang Zheng first thanked Yan Liuyun for his generous gift at the auction. Yan Potian hurriedly said that he was welcome, but in reality, it was the Yan family who had taken advantage of him.
The price of the two Life Continuing Pills was much cheaper than the other families. That was a huge bargain.
Yan Potian looked at Tang Zheng benevolently, and sighed: "Truly, the waves behind the Yangtze River are pushing the waves in front. Previously, when I acknowledged you as my master in Medicine King City, I was so shocked that my old heart was about to stop."
Tang Zheng laughed and said: "Elder Yan is too serious."
"This time, you have provoked the Dragon Group. Xing Feng is a vile person who will seek revenge for the smallest grievance. You must be careful." Yan Potian reminded him.
Seeing that he and Wu were so serious about this matter, Tang Zheng did not dare to let his guard down and nodded in agreement.
Yan Potian did not expect to be able to completely rope in Tang Zheng in just a few days. This was a long-term process that was imperceptible, so he was not in a hurry. After chatting with Tang Zheng for a while, he found an excuse to leave.
The King Of Medicine and Yan Qishan followed him and left the hall. As a result, only Yan Qingyi and Yan Liuyun were left in the hall.
Yan Qingyi gave Yan Liuyun a look, and Yan Liuyun also found an excuse to leave. Only Tang Zheng and Yan Qingyi were left in the hall.
Immediately, Tang Zheng's expression became strange. What kind of medicine was this Yan family selling in their gourd? Were they trying to use a beauty trap on him?
But there was no need for a nun to use a beauty trap, right?
Tang Zheng did not know whether to laugh or cry. Seeing Yan Qingyi stand up and walk towards him, he did not bat an eyelid and stared straight at her.
Without a doubt, Yan Qingyi was indeed a beauty, and it was a kind of otherworldly beauty that was not tainted by the smoke and fire of the mortal world, causing one to not have the slightest bit of dirty thoughts.
"Can you accompany me for a walk?" Yan Qingyi's red lips parted slightly, and her voice was very light, as if it was not tainted with the smell of smoke and fire.
With the invitation of a beauty, if Tang Zheng mercilessly refused, it would not be justifiable. Thus, he nodded and stood up.
Yan Qingyi did not say anything else and directly walked out of the door. Tang Zheng followed closely behind her and was a step behind. Looking at her back, he suddenly had a great interest in this young miss of the Yan family.
She had an identity that others yearned for even in their dreams, but she did not cherish it in the slightest. She also did not do the things of a rich second generation, and instead left the mortal world to become a monk.
It has to be said that she was an anomaly. Towards this kind of unusual person, Tang Zheng naturally had a desire to learn more.
Yan Qingyi's steps were very slow, but each step seemed to have been measured with a ruler, not more, not less, not even a bit off.
After passing through a winding corridor and passing through a small doorway, the scene in front of them suddenly opened up. A steep cliff and snow white clouds impressively appeared in front of them.
This was the beautiful scenery of Longxiang Mountain. The Yan family occupied this piece of land with good feng shui, which really made people envious.
Not far from the cliff, there was a small and exquisite Daoist temple. This temple with black bricks and black tiles was hidden in the forest. It stood next to the cliff, adding a trace of quiet and secluded feeling to the mountain forest.
"Is that the Daoist temple you cultivate in?" Tang Zheng curiously asked.
Yan Qingyi glanced at it and lightly nodded.
"This doesn't really match your identity." Tang Zheng joked. With Yan Qingyi's identity, even if she was to become a monk, she would not be in such a shabby little Daoist temple.
"It's only a place for a monk to live. As long as one has the Dao in their heart, what difference does it make whether they are big or small?" Yan Qingyi lightly said.
"Hehe, as expected of a monk, your knowledge is indeed different from us, this kind of layman."
"Layman? You are not necessarily too modest. You are a cultivator. How many cultivators are there in this world, I think you should know better than me. You should also understand that your identity is not simple, so how could you be a layman? "
"But no one said that cultivators are not laymen. They are always entangled with worldly matters, unlike you who have seen through the mortal world. If you are not a layman, then what are you?"
Yan Qingyi looked at the clouds in the distance and said: "I have not seen through the mortal world. People who cultivate the Dao cultivate the Dao in their hearts. There is no need to see through the mortal world. If you see through everything, then how can you cultivate the Dao? This Dao is the Dao of the world, and it is closely related to the mortal world. Only by understanding the mortal world can you truly cultivate the Dao. "
"Oh?"
Tang Zheng exclaimed in surprise. This point was out of Tang Zheng's expectations, and seemed to have a deeper meaning.
"There are thousands of Daos in the world. Everyone has their own Dao, and everyone's Dao is different. However, many people's Dao is too vulgar. They may not be able to understand their own Dao even if they spend their whole lives. May I ask what your Dao is? "
"My Dao?" Tang Zheng frowned. He had never thought about this question. He had experienced ups and downs along the way, but did he have a Dao?
Tang Zheng really did not know the answer.
"You don't know?"
Tang Zheng nodded honestly: "I am just a vulgar person. I really don't like to ponder about these complicated and profound things."
"No, it's just that your Dao has not yet revealed itself. When you continue to walk step by step in the future, you will eventually comprehend your Dao. At that time, your achievements and your cultivation will rise to another level."
Tang Zheng smiled bitterly: "Then I'll take advantage of your auspicious words. However, you specially brought me here for more than just talking about Dao, right?"
Yan Qingyi withdrew her gaze from the distance and then stared at Tang Zheng. When their eyes met, Tang Zheng found that her gaze was deep. There was a kind of realm of selflessness that made people involuntarily fall into her eyes.
"Do you believe in fate?" Yan Qingyi asked.
"Fate?" Tang Zheng shook his head blankly: "I don't know, but I do know one thing. I believe in myself. I believe that I can control my own fate with my own strength."
"It seems that you are very confident."
"You can say that." When Tang Zheng was a child, he believed that his own efforts could be exchanged for higher grades. Now he believed that hard work could increase his cultivation, and thus enhance his strength and control his own fate.
"Everyone has their own fate. You are the same. Since there is fate, it means that it is arranged by the Heavenly Dao. Then there are traces to follow, and even know in advance."
Tang Zheng laughed involuntarily and said: "Your words are exactly the same as the fortune-tellers on the street. I believe that if you go and do fortune-telling, your business will definitely be good."
Yan Qingyi acted as if she did not hear him and continued: "To predict the future is to know a person's fate in advance."
"Oh, is there anyone in the world who has this ability?" Tang Zheng asked casually.
Yan Qingyi nodded seriously.
Tang Zheng was stunned. He was just casually asking, why did she nod so firmly?
"Do you want to know your own fate?" Yan Qingyi asked.
"Hehe, do you really want to be a fortune-teller?" Tang Zheng laughed involuntarily.
"Please answer me." Yan Qingyi was still serious.
Seeing that she did not seem to be joking, Tang Zheng's smile gradually disappeared, and he looked at her suspiciously.
If she was not Yan Qingyi, Tang Zheng would definitely think that he met with a scammer, and immediately turn around and leave.
Since she was not joking, and she said with such certainty that there was such a person who could predict the future, it meant that she knew this person, or … she was this person!
Tang Zheng was shocked by his own deduction. Although he was a cultivator and knew mysterious techniques, he never thought that he could predict the future. Because, that kind of ability was too heaven defying.
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