Chapter 207: Meeting with Father

As the capital of Nanyan, Ziyun City is located in the middle of Nanyan. It is the political and cultural center of Nanyan. The economy and trade are particularly prosperous, and there is an endless stream of caravans trading in various parts of the grassland.

Nanyan has been established for more than a thousand years, and its savings are also extremely rich. Since Murong Wuji, the first founder of the country, unified the Yunhu grassland and established a dynasty, no power in the whole grassland can stand side by side with Nanyan, and the Great Zhou Dynasty of the First Empire of Shenzhou is just a line away from each other.

Ningwang Mansion, where Shen Chong was born, is also located in Ziyun City. Although he has been away from home for many years, he is not unfamiliar with Ziyun City. After he and Shen Qiuyun used Wanhua, their faces became extremely ordinary. In addition, the two are very familiar with the rules of the grassland, which is no different from those who do business.

When the two came to ten miles outside Ziyun City, they lowered their escape and walked forward on foot. After paying enough entrance fees according to the rules, they easily entered Ziyun City.

It hasn't come back for almost ten years. Ziyun City has not changed much. It is the same pavilion, the same solemn and prosperous cluster. It is completely different from the pattern of Jinling City in Dazhou, but it shows the mighty image of the capital of a country.

Shen Chong and Shen Qiuyun pretended to be merchants. Soon after entering the city, they separated. Although they were still curious about the relationship between Shen Qiuyun and his mother, Shen Chong did not ask much and did not know what to ask, because Shen Chong knew almost nothing about his mother's origin, but only heard some fur from Mr. Shen.

After Shen Qiuyun entered Ziyun City, he looked more familiar than Shen Chong, and his face also regained self-confidence. He hurriedly separated from Shen Chong and disappeared in the crowd.

I don't care about Shen Qiuyun. Although she may be related to her mother, she will not talk deeply. This woman also has many of her own secrets.

The effect of Wanhua's charm will disappear in almost three hours. The first thing Shen Chong did when he returned to Ziyun City was to worship his mother.

After her mother Shen Ruolan's death, she was not buried in the royal mausoleum of Ningwang Mansion, and even did not even have a plaque in Ningwang Mansion, but simply buried on Wangkun Mountain in the north of Ziyun City.

Although the Shen family is called the side concubine of King Ning, it is actually just a concubine. It will not be recorded in the genealogy of the Murong family, and naturally it will not be included in the ancestral temple of the Murong family.

It's just that Shen was very favored by Murong Tuo in his life. After his death, he somehow came to a desolate end. Even his own son was abandoned. It was impossible to say that he did not hate his father. Even Shen Chong himself did not know how to face his father.

Now that he has achieved his own cultivation, it would be a great blessing if he could be filial to his father and son, but Shen Chong had a trace of uneasiness in his heart. He did not mention Shen Lao's admonishment to him. Years of ups and downs have also made him know that Nanyan is not a comfortable place, and his father Murong Tuo is even unpredictable, and even the storm may blow from Ziyun City. Get up.

Shen Chong is standing in front of the gate of the Ningwang Mansion at this moment. Although the door of the royal palace is open, the four guards stand on both sides as majestically as usual. The divine consciousness sweeps into the Ningwang Mansion. The pattern of the royal palace is exactly the same as ten years ago, but it has changed. The guards of the subordinates have all been rotated. Shen Chong has a strange feeling to the Ning Palace.

I stopped in the dark for a long time and sighed secretly, but I still couldn't get in. Now with my own cultivation, I don't need to rely on the Ning Palace. Why go back to annoy me.

Where the escape light flashed, Shen Chong had quietly left and went straight to Kunshan.

Wangkun Mountain is a hundred miles north of Ziyun City. The mountain is undulating and not steep, and the scenery is relatively beautiful, but there are few people, and even beasts and birds are extremely rare.

In midsummer, the grassland should be extremely lively, but Wangkun Mountain is a special existence. In the legend of Nanyan, this place is abandoned by the gods, so no one or beast can survive here. There is also a saying that this place is the garden of the gods, so it is not allowed for outsiders to trample on it. I don't know that my father is out of For what reason did you bury your mother here?

Going further in, the trees are dense, but there are no living creatures, not even insects and ants. There is only a clear spring flowing slowly, and there is no life in the water. The water of this spring is also undrinkable. In addition to trees, there are many flowers and plants all over the mountains, continuous in pieces, and there is a sense of comfort and refreshing in the eyes.

I don't know why there are no living things here except for vegetation, but it's a pity for this good scenery. My mother was so quiet when she died. This is a rare quiet place. Although she was not buried in the royal cemetery, sleeping here is also a good place to stay.

After ten years, his mother's grave must have been full of weeds. Thinking of his mother's usual bit by bit, his voice and smile appeared in front of him. Shen Chong's mood was a little agitated. Since practicing martial arts, Shen Chong has rarely been unable to control his emotions.

The location of the cemetery is easy to find. Murong Tuo is finally not a thin and cool person. He did not just set up a lonely one, but built a small garden with green bamboo tents. The garden is full of all kinds of wild flowers. At this time, they are all in full bloom, and the stars are dense. Dozens of feet away, you can smell the fragrance of flowers.

In an instant, Shen Chong's heart calmed down, and his resentment for his father was not very heavy. The cemetery was full of fresh smell, and the bamboo huts did not accumulate dust. Although it was simple, it was extremely clean. It seemed that people often came to clean it up.

Shen Chong took the incense candle paper money he had just bought and found his mother's grave. Half of the incense candle was burned in front of the grave. It seems that someone had just worshipped his mother.

Shen Chong was slightly shocked, and his consciousness was released in an instant. He could see the wind and grass a few miles away, but he didn't find anything. Thinking that this person had left, he no longer thought about it. His mother had died for nearly ten years, and someone could still remember that she was also a comfort for Shen Chong.

Shen Chong removed the residual incense, lit the incense candle he brought, knelt respectfully in front of the grave and kowtowed three times, cleaned up the weeds in front of his mother's grave, and sat down quietly. His face was sad and happy. Soon, he shed a line of tears.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a sigh behind me.

The sigh is not loud, but in Shen Chong's ear, it is like the sound of a break. This shock is not small. You know, his cultivation at this time is not much worse than the three turns of the divine soul, especially the divine sense, which is far beyond the same level. This sigh is close to it. If this person attacks, he has no chance to resist at all, although However, he did not feel the murderous intention of the other party, but Shen Chong also felt that the hair behind him stood up.

But in an instant, Shen Chong calmed down and forced himself not to turn around. Instead, he closed his eyes, and his consciousness was out, quietly sensing the movement behind him.

But the strange thing is that no matter how Shen Chong felt, he did not notice any movement behind him. If it hadn't been for the sound of sighs still echoing in his ears, Shen Chong would have thought that it was just his illusion.

The other party's cultivation is far above himself, and even his own consciousness has been deceived. Shen Chong's heart is like a big wave. How can there be such a person in this remote Wangkun Mountain?

The time of half-pillar incense has passed, and there is no sound behind him. Shen Chong's figure is also motionless: "Who is the senior, please show up and give advice."

It's been a while. When Shen Chong even thought that the other party had left, the voice sounded again: "I have a good heart, and my cultivation is not bad. It's worthy of being the son of Murong Tuo."

There was a trace of warmth in the cold voice behind him, and Shen Chong suddenly turned around.

A figure stands three feet behind him, and the momentum is slowly released. The breath is not very strong, but it gives people an unfathomable feeling. Even with Shen Chong's current cultivation, he feels under pressure.

It was his father. Shen Chong was shocked and happy. His father was not a ruthless person. Today is not the anniversary of his mother's death. In the Wangkunshan cemetery, where Murong Tuo will also appear, it only shows that he often comes to this cemetery to visit his mother. Perhaps after his mother's death, his father sent himself to Dazhou as a proton. For a moment, there was a glimmer of hope in Shen Chong's heart.

I didn't expect to meet my father here and now. After all, blood is thicker than water, and Shen Chong still has some excitement in his heart.

Murong Tuo is more than fifty years old, but he looks only more than 30 years old. He is handsome and magnificent. He is not like a general. He is more like a scholar full of poetry and books, with a trace of book spirit in his power.

But in fact, Murong Tuo is the real leader of a million heroes in Nanyan. He led the Nanyan army to fight in the south and the north, and made great achievements. His momentum is far above Murongkong, the lord of Nanyan. Decades of military career has made him exude a strong sense of war. Standing there at will, there is a domineering spirit.

"I have met my father." Shen Chong couldn't say what it was like in his heart. It was impossible not to hate, but the natural father-son relationship is a continuous connection, and the meaning of closeness will not be easily erased.

"Since you have left, why do you come back? You know, King Ning's Mansion has no place for you, and you are no longer my son." Murong Tuo's tone was indifferent and questioning, and he was faintly angry with Shen Chong's appearance in Nanyan.

If there is a fire burning in Shen Chong's chest and abdomen, he is also his father's own flesh and blood. It's enough not to ask for more than ten years. However, he has achieved his cultivation and came back to worship his mother, but he was also questioned by his father. In an instant, the hope of unblocking the estrangement with his father was smashed, and his anger suddenly grew.

"The child just came back to worship his mother, and he will not go back to the Ning Palace. Father, please don't worry." Shen Chong said faintly, which also meant alienation.

Since Murong Tuo appeared, Shen Chong has secretly sensed his father's cultivation with his consciousness, but he was surprised to find that although his father's breath was deep, the world in his body seemed to be blank and nothing could be felt. His divine consciousness swept over, as if it was empty. This was a situation that Shen Chong had never seen before.

Even if he is a first-class figure of King Shi and Zhuge Qingyun, although his cultivation is above Shen Chong, he can clearly feel the other party's realm. However, for his father, although he is in front of him, there is also breath, but the divine consciousness sweeps over, as if it does not exist at all.

For the soul master, the divine consciousness is more useful than the eyes, because the divine consciousness will not be blinded by the illusion, but at this time, the situation just returns, and even the divine consciousness can be deceived.

There is only one possibility, that Murong Tuo's cultivation has been strong beyond his own cognition. It is the upper level of the realm of the soul, that is, the realm of the soul seven turns, or even eight turns and nine turns. In the broken world, the nine continents, especially the barren Shenzhou, these characters are close to the peak and can be with the Seventh Avenue Sect. The teacher is far beyond Shen Chong's imagination.

Twenty years ago, the first martial saint on the grassland now has such cultivation. Shen Chong is calm on the surface, and there has already been a shocking wave in the bottom of his heart.

Murong Tuo stared at Shen Chong's eyes and looked at the time of half a column of incense. Although there was no divine soul pressure, Shen Chong still felt that every secret on his body had been clearly seen by his father, and even there was some trembling in the depths of the soul.

Finally, Murong Tuo said, "Well, since it's in front of your mother's grave, it won't be difficult for you today. After the worship, let's leave."