surnamed Wang

Chapter 685 The Truth of Hundreds of Years
Thousands of miles to the east from Wang Gangquan and the others, a group of people stood quietly in the void.

There are more than a dozen of them in total. They have the lowest cultivation level and have transformation spirits. They all ride horse-like beasts. They are the retinues of the central emperor who are higher than the imperial guards. They are called the elite of the elite.

There were three young people standing in front of the team. The one in the middle had a handsome face and his hair was tied in a ponytail at the back of his head. He was the Princess of the Central Court, Yang Dingchun.

The one on the right, with a slightly haughty expression and a hint of gloom between his brows, is the royal relative Yang Dingjun who was rescued by the guards not long ago.

As for the last one, his appearance is ordinary, his expression is not as high as the two next to him, and he even has a bit of out of place simplicity. He is the illegitimate son of Emperor Yang who has just been taken back to the imperial court, Yang Dingliang.

The young man had a hint of worry in his eyes, and said to the woman next to him:
"Sister Huang, should we go there now? The opponent is too strong, and if we delay for a long time, we may cause unnecessary casualties."

"I think it's because I'm afraid of their casualties? Yang Dingliang, don't forget your identity." The woman showed no mercy to this sudden extra brother.

The man stopped talking when he heard the words, and lowered his head obediently. The Yang Dingjun on the side couldn't help laughing and said:
"Little sister, you really have the prestige of being a big sister, why are you so polite in front of me?"

The woman glanced at him, "You deserve it too?"

"Oh, how can I say that I am also an elder, you see Ah Liang, he knows how to respect teachers."

"Yang Dingjun, I'm afraid you were brainwashed and stupid by that guy, right? I, the Yangcang royal family, why do I need a monk of the Three Immortals as my teacher?"

"Hey, I didn't know who it was before, and I even gave up the chance to get the Lingzi. Afterwards, I thought that I couldn't sleep at night, and ran outside the Lingmen every now and then to wait for Lang to return."

Yang Dingjun continued to sarcasm, but every sentence hit the other party's pain points. The woman's face became more and more ugly, and she was about to make a move. Yang Dingliang, who hadn't spoken for a long time, persuaded:

"Both of you don't say a few words, we are a family, don't hurt your peace."

Yang Dingjun put his hand on the opponent's shoulder and said:
"A Liang's knowledge is still general, but it's a pity that some people don't regard us as a family at all."

The woman still had a cold face and ignored him at all.

The man called Ah Liang sighed, looked up to the west, he was Wang Gangquan's disciple Nie Zhongliang.

……

A few months ago, the Three Immortals and Yang Cang suddenly went to war, and the Immortal Emperor passed down an order that all monks who surpassed Yuan Ying must rush to the battlefield.

Hundreds of boundary-breaking boats set off in a mighty manner. Even so, it was still too slow for tens of thousands of monks. It was not until more than a month later that it was Nie Zhongliang's turn.

A group of people were originally going to be sent to the northern battlefield, but they had always been on a stable and stable route, but somehow they were targeted by monk Yang Cang. A boat of Nascent Soul monks.

Everyone on the same boat died except Nie Zhongliang, and even the Boundary Breaking Boat was thrown into the space crack. The other party obviously wanted to completely erase the trace of this matter.

The war is urgent, and no one will seriously verify every monk, and no one has even discovered that they are missing until now.

Nie Zhongliang was brought to a magnificent palace by three Mahayana experts. The steps in the palace were so high that he couldn't see clearly the appearance of the top man.

Seeing him coming, the man with the highest status in the Yangcang Realm walked down the steps step by step and told him a story in person.

In the story, one day an emperor was tired of sitting on the throne and giving orders, so he reincarnated with a magic technique, erased all memories, and wanted to be a mortal for a hundred years.

He met a woman in the world, the two fell in love with each other, found a village to settle down, and gave birth to a son the next year.

The good times don't last long, and the opening of the spiritual gate once every thousand years is approaching, and the man is forcibly taken back to preside over the overall situation.

For the Immortal of Shouyuan Wujiang, just a few decades is nothing more than fleeting clouds, like a dream, and he quickly forgot about it until he was about to experience the once-in-a-thousand-year weakness, and all kinds of past memories appeared in his mind. I also have a son.

In Nie Zhongliang's memory, his mother was the best for him, followed by Xia Xiaoyu's family. After arriving at the Lingyun Sect, he was taken care of by his master. The so-called father in front of him was like a stranger.

He is not greedy for power, and in order to take care of his companions, he still agreed to stay in Yangcang Realm.

……

The three young people watched the battle for a while, the battle in the distance had come to an end, Wang Gangquan and Shi Tongtian defeated the surrounding low-level monks, and Xi Hong and the old man of Xi's family also gained the upper hand in the battle.

At this moment, the Yang Cangjie monks who had been lured away before finally noticed something and started to turn around and rush this way. The old man noticed the breath and said:

"Hong'er, quickly take the person you like and leave with this old man."

The woman blushed when she heard the words, but she still came to Wang Gangquan's side, and was about to pull him away when Yang Dingchun, who was thousands of miles away, suddenly said:
"Leave them."

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen horse-like beasts opened space cracks in front of them at the same time. They raised their legs and stepped in, and appeared behind Wang Qingquan and others in the next second.

"Ziying, long time no see." Yang Dingchun said coldly.

Wang Gangquan's heart trembled when he heard the sound, he turned around and said with a smile on his face:
"Hey, junior sister, senior brother is thinking of visiting you these few days."

As he said that, he began to look around restlessly. When he saw Nie Zhongliang, he was taken aback immediately. The latter also had an embarrassed smile on his face, and he didn't know how to explain it to his master.

Yang Dingchun's voice continued to sound:

"It's all here, come with me to see the father."

Wang Gangquan came back to his senses, scratched his head and said:

"You see, it's too abrupt for me to go to see your parents without bringing anything."

"It's okay, your head is the most expensive gift."

After not seeing each other for a few days, Yang Dingchun became more and more comfortable dealing with this shameless guy.

Wang Gangquan also knew that it was useless to pretend to be stupid, so he said seriously:

"Junior Sister, don't forget who let you go at Lingyun Sect that day."

"Of course I remember, and this young master never owes favors. If you want, you can leave at any time, but these few trespassing in the hinterland of Yangcang and killing my monk Yangcang must give an explanation. Come and capture them go back."

As soon as the words fell, more than ten high-ranking monks had surrounded the crowd. Wang Gangquan turned his head to look at Yan Hong, but saw that the other party put away his magical powers, and said softly:
"Zhao Daoyou, don't worry go back, I will be fine."

"That won't work, let's go together."

As he said that, he took a step forward and looked at Nie Zhongliang. The latter understood and made a sudden attack. A bronze dagger was pressed against Yang Dingchun's neck.

"Stand back and let them go."

"Yang Dingliang, do you know what you are doing?" Yang Dingchun's displeased face became more and more gloomy.

"My name is Nie Zhongliang. My mother gave me the name. I will never be called Yang Dingliang in my life." A Liang, who has always been gentle, spoke with a hint of anger.

Wang Gingquan looked like a villain, and walked in front of Yang Dingchun with square steps and said:
"You underestimate our Ah Liang too much. He is not the kind of person who covets power and disregards righteousness."

Yang Dingchun has a stubborn personality since he was a child, and he will not give in just because he is threatened, so he said directly:
"All the subordinates obeyed the order, and the monks of the Three Immortals chose to fight to the end. Don't care about my safety, and kill them all on the spot."

"Junior Sister, there's no need to make a killing, right?"

"With this young master, you have only one way to go."

……

The situation became stalemate in an instant, Yang Dingchun ordered his subordinates to take action, but they did not dare to act rashly, after all, before leaving, the Emperor Yang himself said that the operation was jointly directed by three young masters, and now two of them obviously had In case of disagreement, the decision-making power naturally falls in the hands of Yang Dingjun.

The woman also realized this, frowned and said:

"Yang Dingjun, what are you hesitating about, why don't you order?"

"Eh..." The latter showed hesitation, and said after a while: "Cousin, I think what A Liang said is right, there is no need to hurt our family, everything is easy to discuss."

Yang Dingjun thought he didn't know people very well, but he had to choose between the two. He would rather choose A Liang, whom he didn't know well. But my younger sister doesn't miss him at all.

"you!"

Yang Dingchun glared at each other, and the two brothers and sisters had never confronted each other. Compared with A Liang, who turned his back on the front line, Yang Dingjun was even more hateful.

……

Seeing this, Wang Gingquan gained confidence and said even more brazenly:
"Junior sister, you young master has neither strength nor courage, if you ask me, you might as well find someone to marry as soon as possible, stop thinking about those unrealistic things, and A Liang will help you take care of the world of the Yang family in the future. "

The woman was even more angry, and Nie Zhongliang next to him was not surprised that the master could guess the whole story. Just about to stop, Yang Dingchun said bitterly:
"Bah, he is also worthy to succeed the Emperor Yang? It's just a bastard from a country girl. Nie Zhongliang, I think it's better to be called an evil seed."

The young man holding the dagger trembled when he heard the words, and the Yang Ding army next to him also changed color, and the atmosphere turned to freezing point in an instant.

There was a crisp sound of "slap", Wang Bingquan took the lead in slapping the woman's face, and the expressions of the people present were as exciting as they were.

Facing the woman's unbelievable gaze, he didn't intend to spare her easily, so he raised his chin slightly and said:
"Princess, you have both parents, and you haven't seen how good your tutor is?"

Yang Dingchun turned her head sideways, tears bursting out of her eyes uncontrollably, a burning pain came from the cheek that was slapped, she gritted her teeth fiercely and said:
"The emperor's servant obeys the order, and I, as the princess of the emperor, order you to kill this person! If you don't obey, just wait for the slave mark to occur."

"It's still exciting, isn't it?"

As soon as Wang Gingquan raised his hand, someone gently pressed it down. He turned his head and met a pair of bright eyes.

"Give me some face and let her go, okay?"

The soft and delicate touch from his hand made Wang Gangquan distracted for a moment, and he nodded without thinking:

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Yan Hong smiled slightly, stepped forward, gently stroked the woman's slapped cheek, and said softly:
"Does it hurt?"

Facing the gentle sister in front of him, Yang Dingchun couldn't hate him, turned his head away slightly, and didn't reply.

Wang Gingquan looked at it inexplicably, not understanding why Yan Hong would care about Yang Dingchun who had nothing to do with her.

Nie Zhongliang also put away his dagger, and after taking a deep look at the "Emperor Sister", he turned and went to Wang Bingquan's side.

At this time, Yueming in the distance felt a little bit, and turned his head to look towards the east. After a while, Chinese music played, petals fell all over the sky, and a large golden auspicious cloud came here.

……

Everyone was attracted by this scene, and looked up one after another, only to see that the sky was covered by the rays of light, standing in the clouds in a red and gold shirt, followed by a dozen or so beautiful fairies.

The servants of Emperor Yang below were the first to recognize the other party, turned over and got off their horses Qiqi knelt down and said:
"I've seen the princess."

Yang Dingchun looked at Wang Gangquan with dark eyes, turned around and flew up to the golden cloud head, his eyes were red and he whispered something to the woman called the imperial concubine.

After seeing the woman, Yan Hong, who had always had a peaceful complexion, couldn't restrain her body from trembling slightly. Although she held on, her eyes were still unconsciously covered with mist.

This scene did not escape Wang Qingquan's eyes, he turned his head slightly curious, and when he saw the joy hidden in his eyes, he couldn't help being shocked, and had a vague guess about the identity of Yuntou woman.

In the distance, Concubine Yang pampered her daughter's head, and when she saw the palm print on her face, her expression, which was still smiling, immediately turned gloomy. King Handquan is almost locked.

"Which hand did you use?"

Wang Gingquan took a side step to hide behind Yang Dingjun, poked him with his finger, "I'm asking you something."

The latter's face twitched, and he secretly thought that this is the first time he saw such a shameless person, where did your power and prestige go when you hit someone just now?
Yan Hong looked at the woman in the sky with complicated eyes, and the old man next to him sighed, stepped forward and said:

"Ya, but you still remember the old man."

The woman tilted her head slightly, her eyes revealing her thoughts, and she said with surprise behind her:
"Master Uncle?"

The old man nodded, stepped aside, and revealed the woman behind him, "Look at her again."

Everyone present was a little strange, only Wang Gingquan had a bright expression on his face. If he guessed right, the Empress Yang in front of him should be the biological mother of Xi Hong - the fairy of Xi's family who had been missing for hundreds of years.

Knowing the identity of the other party, it is not difficult to guess the cause of this matter. Back then, the fairy of the concubine's family left her husband and children to go outside the territory, not to participate in some tragic battle, but to become the central concubine.

If you think about it further, the eldest son who was not taken away from the concubine's family is most likely not Shen Zunling's flesh and blood, but the child of Fairy Concubine and Emperor Yang back then.

Due to the relationship between the two worlds, the concubine's family chose to keep this secret and asked Shen Xiao to cover it. The poor man is also infatuated, and he chased all the way outside the territory to find his wife. I am afraid that he didn't know the truth until then.

Thinking of this, Wang Gangquan restrained himself from letting out a long sigh:
"Ask what love is in the world, and teach life and death directly"

If the father-in-law was present, he would definitely pass him a cigarette.

……

Wang Gangquan shook his dog's head on one side, and the mother and daughter on the other side had already begun to recognize each other. Looking at his daughter whose eyebrows looked somewhat similar to his own, the graceful woman pressed down her cloud head and walked slowly to her.

"You have suffered all these years."

Hearing these words, Xi Hong's grievances over the past hundreds of years flashed before her eyes, and big tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes, but she still couldn't say the name she called every day when she was a child, and just stared blankly at him.

At this moment, the woman had the same thought as Wang Gangquan, although she missed her mother, but her father who was not good at words was even more pitiful.

Looking at the slightly alienated daughter, Yanya also knew that the other party had guessed what happened back then, so she didn't explain too much, but said softly:
"Since you're here, follow me back, I won't hurt your friends."

As she spoke, she turned her head to look at Wang Gangquan who was hiding behind Yang Dingjun, her tone became cold:
"except him."

After saying that, he swung his right palm out.

……

(End of this chapter)