Chapter 209: Tracing in the Deserted Mountains

Shen Chong knows very little about the origin of his mother's birth, and even the Jiushan tribe has just heard about it. Shen Qiuyun really has a blood relationship with him, and he is still his cousin.

"Can you tell me about my mother," Shen Chong said, "I'm ashamed to say that I don't know much about my mother."

"Aunt Ruolan is my father's sister. She married into the Ningwang Mansion very early. I'm afraid I can't explain the matter between the elders. All I know is that Aunt Ruolan has suffered a lot in order to relocate our family from the bitter land of Beiyan, and she is kind. Many tribes have benefited from her, including Beiyan. She is known as a saint, the pride of the whole Beiyan and a pearl of the Jiushan tribe.

"If there is a chance, please go to the Jiushan tribe. The old patriarch, that is, my grandfather, can tell you more about Aunt Ruolan. He has always wanted to see you."

After Shen Qiuyun learned that Shen Chong was his cousin, he was even more un guarded and looked more intimate.

Shen Chong nodded. Sooner or later, the Jiushan tribe will go on a trip. For the grandfather who has never met, he also has a trace of closeness, but his uncle is willing to marry his daughter to the son of the King of Ning as a concubine. It seems that he is also an ambitious person. Think about it, almost 20 years ago, the Jiushan tribe moved to the south as a whole. In the land of Yan, it was at that time that the father and mother met. Could it be that the migration of the Jiushan tribe was the father's means, and the uncle also held the thigh of the Ningwang Mansion at that time. After the mother died of illness, he was impatient to marry her daughter.

Shen Chong seems to have figured out something, and many things can be connected. How much do you know about my father, King Ning, and why did the patriarch Jiushan promise to marry you to the son of King Ning as a side room?

In the past, his cultivation was not enough. Even if he knew more things, he could do nothing. But at this time, he could leverage some forces, Shendao Sect, Jiushan tribe, Ningwangfu, Beiyouwangfu, and Yunhu grassland. Soon, the wind will definitely rise.

Shen Qiuyun didn't know how to answer for a moment. She also heard about Shen Chong as a proton in Jinling. She thought that it was not easy to live in the King of Ning's Mansion. She had a sense of being related to her own life. After thinking for a moment, she said, "I know less about King Ning, but in recent years, there have been rumors that Murong Tuo, the King of Ning, has fought hard. The strength of the suzerain, and Ning Wangfu and Shinto Sect are gradually moving away, and there are many differences. As for me..."

Shen Qiuyun sighed softly: "Since the long-term travel of the old family, my father has also become unpredictable. The marriage with Ningwang Mansion is only the first step. I can't figure out how the situation will develop next."

Shen Chong thought for a moment and sat down. At this time, the sky was already dark. His cousins and sister recognized each other. Shen Qiuyun also talked about it all night in front of his mother's grave.

Since Shen Qiuyun knew Shen Chong's identity, she knew everything. Many secret things about the Jiushan tribe have also been said, and she has also said a lot about her own affairs.

Since Shen Qiuyun was born, she has rarely stepped out of the Jiushan tribe. Under the care of the old patriarch, that is, her grandfather, she is also carefree. Her martial arts talent is not bad, and her speed of practice is also extremely fast. She practiced to the innate level before the age of 15. For Jiushan, which has a low level of martial arts, she is also talented.

But also in the same year, a Yunyou came to the Jiushan tribe. After seeing Shen Qiuyun, he was shocked and only said eight words: "Unparalleled nobleness, mother of the world."

Other people think that this old way is just a joke, but the old patriarch knows the origin of the old way. He talked about the old way for a whole day. His face was uncertain. After seeing the old way away, he looked at Shen Qiuyun, sighed for a long time, and then passed on the position of patriarch to his son.

Shen Muhe, who is also Shen Qiuyun's father, is known as a warrior in the tribe. He is brave and resourceful. After taking over as the patriarch, he developed the Jiushan Department in an orderly manner in less than a year. He began to emerge on the Yunhu grassland and annexed several tribes one after another. In order to grow rapidly, he did not hesitate to marry his daughter to the son of King Ning. As a concubine, he didn't expect that his daughter had a great history.

Shen Qiuyun has been smart since she was a child, but somehow she didn't win the favor of Shen Muhe. When she went out with the tribal caravan, she accidentally found an ancient relic.

Shen Qiuyun, who returned to the Jiushan tribe again, seemed to suddenly become a person. He often meditated and often practiced hard behind closed doors. There was less communication with Shen Muhe, and there was also a lot of wealth on his body. The magic elixir was endless. If it hadn't been for Shen Muhe's prestige in the tribe, he would have taken it.

But as for her experience in Ziyun City, Shen Qiuyun did not mention it, and Shen Chong did not ask much. At the same time, he also talked about some of his own experiences. Of course, some secret things were skipped.

I don't know how long it took, the sky began to break through, and suddenly, Shen Chong's senses added a few more breaths.

Wangkun Mountain is remote, and there are many strange things. I can't see any trace of living things at ordinary times. I didn't expect it to be so lively tonight.

Shen Chong waved his hand, and Shen Qiuyun also felt something. He didn't say anything. He raised his hand to stimulate a rune, drew an aperture not far away, smiled at Shen Chong, and walked into the aperture. He saw a circle of ripples, and the whole body was completely hidden.

What a smart hidden rune, even Shen Chong can't notice anything.

Shen Chong did not hesitate and walked in. In the cemetery, except for the sacrifices in front of the grave and the faint fragrance of flowers, there was no human breath.

There are a total of nine people who came up the mountain, all full of breath and extremely smart martial arts. It seems that their purpose is not Shen Ruolan's cemetery, but to search for something on Wangkun Mountain.

Under the cover of Shen Qiuyun's Fu, the top of the mountain was silent, as if it were a dead place.

Wangkun Mountain is ordinary. Although the vegetation is heavy, there is no high wood and dense forest, and the space on the top of the mountain is even more limited. The worst of these nine people are also the martial artists, and the other two are actually soul masters. In a moment, they have searched the top of the mountain and gathered together in front of the cemetery.

Shen Ruolan's cemetery has no name, but Shen Qiuyun has been here several times. Because the green bamboo is growing and the flowers are competing for beauty, he took the name Cuizhu Yayuan.

This Cuizhu Yayuan is the purest place in Shen Chong's heart. If these nine people dare to step in, Shen Chong will naturally not be polite.

The nine masters and two holy kings of the soul realm are also a big force on the grassland, but in Shen Chong's eyes, it is nothing. Even the two soul masters are just the cultivation of the soul. Shen Chong is confident to kill in several moves, but this place is too close to Ziyun City. If there is a slight change, it will Shocked those terrible existences in the city.

Considering that Murong Tuo has such terrible strength, Murong's royal family must also have masters who are not born. Thinking of the Great Zhou Dynasty, it is also a crouching tiger and hiding dragon. Shen Chong will no longer naively think that the strength of the two empires will be lower than that of the Seventh Avenue of Shenzhou.

"This Wangkun Mountain is a Jedi. Except for some vegetation, no living thing can survive here. Unexpectedly, someone will build a garden here. Go in and have a look. Maybe the little girl is hiding here."

Among the nine people, it was obviously led by a young man. His clothes were luxurious, and there was a snow peak embroidered on his robe. Shen Chong immediately recognized it. This is the mark of the Murong royal family. This young man must be a member of the Murong family. He can ask two masters of the soul to protect him. The identity of this young man is ready to come out.

Murong Zhao, the son of the King of Beiyou, although Shen Chong has heard of his name, he has never seen it. Although he is similar to his age, he has been rich since he was a child, and his talent is not bad, but he has obviously not experienced a fall. I'm afraid his god-level cultivation is also abrupt.

Since King Beiyou can compete with the unfathomable King Ning, he naturally has his own advantages. Although he doesn't know what his cultivation is, he is a little worse than the cultivation of future generations. His two brothers, Murong Ping and Murong Xuan, have grown up under the training of life and death. I heard that the two of them live and die outside, Ning Wang can't intervene, thus developing the character of the two brothers fighting in secret.

Just as Murong Zhao was about to enter the Cuizhu Garden, a guard behind him suddenly said:

"Son, this should be the cemetery of a side concubine of Prince Ning. The deceased is the eldest. If it is not necessary, it's better not to go in."

"Why, Ling Feng, did a concubine in Ning Wangfu scare you? What's more, he is still a dead man." Another person spoke. The man's face was ruddy and slightly fat. If he only looked at his smiling appearance, he would definitely think that he was a businessman who made money. No one would have thought that he would be a master of killing people.

"Yu Huaren, now there have been a lot of conflicts between Beiyou Wangfu and Ning Wangfu. There is no need to have another dispute for a dead person. I have heard some rumors that the woman buried here was the most favorite concubine of King Ning before her death." Ling Feng didn't move and said slowly.

"So what? It's just going in to search for a woman, not digging graves. Will the King Ning still ask the Beiyou King's Mansion for this little thing?" Murong Zhao waved his hand and said, "I'm bound to win that woman. I heard that Murong Ping and Murong Xuan fought for that woman. Even I dare to rob the woman alive in the Ning Palace, and I will be afraid of a dead woman."

Ling Feng and Yu Huaren glanced at God and said no more. The remaining six people did not dare to say much. Murong took a step out and walked into the cemetery.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew out of the garden, and the wind was like a knife, like a thousand blades strangulation, colliding with each other and making a cracking sound.

The momentum is overwhelming, and the first one is Murong Zhao. At this time, Murong Zhao's face turned pale. This hanging power is the convergence of mana, and it depends on how he can resist the refining level promoted by external forces.

"Uncle, spare my life!"

In an instant, Murong Zhao even thought that Murong Tuo was in the garden and took action angrily. In addition to being scared, he even asked for mercy.

Ling Feng and Yu Huaren shook their heads secretly. They saw clearly that this magic was dense, and it was by no means Murong Tuo's thunderous blow. Rumor has it that Murong Tuo was already a strong man in the field. He was afraid that if he pressed one finger, he could turn his nine people into flying ash.

"Bold, stop!" As long as it is not Murong Tuo, even if it is the immortal action of Shi Tianwang, the two are sure to deal with it at a distance of only a hundred miles from Ziyun City.

This magic power was released by Shen Chong. Hearing these people humiliate his mother, how could he bear it, let alone let people disturb his mother's silence.

This angry blow contains half of the mana. Even the master of the world must fight with all his strength. He has killed Murong Zhao.

Ling Feng and Yu Huaren are both in the realm of the divine soul. The two joined hands and their power rose greatly. Ling Feng has rolled up Murong Zhao at the first time and cast it far away. At the same time, a white light burst out from his fingertips, bringing together with Yu Huaren's mana.

With a muffled sound, the forces of both sides turned into invisible. Ling Feng and Yu Huaren withdrew thirty feet at the same time, protecting Murong behind him, showing fear on their faces.

At the door of the cemetery, a young man in a green shirt slowly walked out. His clothes were windless and automatic. Every step was not down-to-earth, as if walking, followed by a stunning girl in plain clothes. The first ray of morning light at sunrise shone on her exquisite and picturesque face, emitting a faint halo, as if it were a fairy in the sky, and It's like an elf in a hundred flowers.