Master Sheng, Madam, she became popular all over the world by fortune-telling

Chapter 654 Take Back Her Things (Part [-])
A golden light shines from the depths of Mount Fanjing, lighting up the entire mountain range in just an instant, and even the ancient martial arts world seems to be shrouded in golden light.

Countless panicked and noisy voices resounded in Fanjing Mountain. The Sanskrit people tried their best to catch the energy light cluster that was flying to an unknown place, but it was of no avail.

All the struggling efforts were in vain, and in the end they could only watch the golden light pass by, and disappeared from their sight in an instant.

What disappeared together was the power bestowed by the gods that flowed in the blood of their bodies.

All the ethnic groups were stunned, looking at the emptiness of the sky without blinking, and then burst into loud cries.

Fan Shanhe stood on the top of the Patriarch Peak with his hands behind his back, taking in all the movements in the Fan clan, but his expression remained unchanged, as if he was not surprised by this situation at all.

This is what Brahma saw when he took Fan Yao to the top of the mountain. He was equally apprehensive, and couldn't help stepping forward: "Father, that energy group..."

Fan Shanhe withdrew his gaze, his expression still indifferent: "It wasn't my Sanskrit thing, but now it's taken back by its real owner."

Brahma guessed, but what he wanted to ask the most was not this.

Stealing a glance at his father, Brahma hesitated and said, "I mean, its owner..."

Fan Tian glanced at Fan Shanhe again, even though he was sure there was no one around, he still couldn't help lowering his voice and said, "Its owner is Xi'er?"

Fan Shanhe: "It's her."

Fan Yao, who was still gloating, suddenly froze, and immediately stopped laughing, and quickly stepped forward and said, "What, it's actually Xi'er?!"

After the words fell, he realized it himself: "Yes, even Fan Jing recognizes her as the master, so it can only be her."

Immediately, a look of anxiety appeared on his face: "That would be terrible, the tribesmen are going crazy at this moment, if they find out that it is the energy group that Xi'er took away..."

Fan Yao shuddered and couldn't think about it anymore.

Fan Shanhe glanced at him lightly: "So what if I know?"

"That's right, so what if you know."

An ethereal voice sounded at the same time, and while the space was shaking, an old figure appeared in the sight of the three of them.

Fan Shanhe was the first to recognize the other party, his pupils shrank slightly: "Taihe real person."

Taihe smiled at him, and asked lightly, "Do you know where this energy group that you Sanskrit have guarded for generations came from?"

There is no need for them to answer, Taihe has already talked on his own.

"2000 years ago, I was rescued together with your Sanskrit ancestor, Fanchen, and we recognized each other as the master."

"Since then, Fanchen and I have guarded the Xuanmen, becoming the master's eyes in the world, for thousands of years."

But later, the ancient God Realm changed, Xihuang fell, and the power that originally belonged to Xihuang was scattered all over the world.

It was at that time that Taihe knew for the first time that the partner he had been with day and night had such ambitions.

He stole the portion of energy Xihuang left in Xuanmen, and refined part of it, thus changing his own bloodline and luck.

Thus the Sanskrit was born.

The Sanskrit people claim to be a race chosen by the gods, but they don't know that all their powers and abilities are obtained by the theft and betrayal of their ancestors.

No one in the Sanskrit family knows.

Taihe slowly told the old story, glanced over the three of them, and said: "Fanchen is dead, these things should have been buried deep in the ground with his death, but today I came to tell you, do you know why?"

Fan Shanhe's lips trembled slightly: "Why?"

Taihe: "Fanchen's mistakes at the beginning are irreparable, but the master of this life has an inseparable relationship with the Sanskrit, which proves that your Sanskrit has unstoppable luck."

His tone became more and more serious, and he said: "Restrain the people and help her with all the strength of the whole family. Only in this way can the Sanskrit have a chance of survival."

Fan Shanhe was silent for a long time, and finally bowed deeply to Taihe: "Thanks for the real person's guidance, I have made a note."

Taihe took a deep look at him, and after waving his wide sleeves, he disappeared.

It was as silent as when he came, not even a single cloud was taken away.

There was a deathly silence on the top of the mountain. After a long time, Fan Yao couldn't hold back any longer, and lowered his voice, "Grandfather, Xi'er...what's the origin of her?"

Fan Shanhe came to his senses, but he didn't answer his question directly, but asked an irrelevant question, "Do you know why I have always stood by Ayun's side for so many years?"

of course!

Naturally, it's because the younger sister is your granddaughter and our blood relative. If you don't stand by her, why don't you help outsiders bully her? !

Fan Yao immediately wanted to say this, but before he could say it, he noticed that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

He looked at Fanshanhe, then at Fantian, his heart skipped a beat for some reason, and even his usual unruly and arrogant voice sank slightly: "Grandfather, what do you mean?"

"What I mean is that the reason why I abandoned the Sanskrit clan and protected Ayun despite rumors is because the horoscope had already given instructions."

"The fate tells me that Xi'er's birth is inevitable, and if the Sanskrit tribe wants to survive for a long time, there is only one way to go, and that is to protect her with all their strength."

So he told Fan Jingyun about her pregnancy at the first time, so he did not hesitate to waste nearly half of his cultivation to seal the horoscope to prevent other clansmen from noticing the holy blood in Xie Xihe's body, so he consistently protected her Fanjing cloud.

Fan Shanhe withdrew from his past memories, and said calmly: "Since we can all guess that Xi'er took the energy ball, other people can naturally guess it too. With the people's obsession with blood, I'm afraid I won't be willing to let it go."

"A Yao, it doesn't matter who Xi'er is from. What you have to do now is to be the leader of the clan and strictly restrain the people. Anyone who dares to harm Ayun's mother and daughter will be killed without mercy!"

Fan Yao's complexion is very ugly.

He wanted to say that of course he would do it, but the reason he did it was because Fan Jingyun was his sister and Xie Xihe was his niece, not because of the vitality of the Sanskrit clan he said, the instructions of the horoscope, those What does it have to do with him? !

But when the words came to his lips, he still didn't say them, and finally he just replied in a muffled voice: "Got it."

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On the other side, Fan Jingyun was also asking Xie Xihe, and said worriedly: "The Sanskrit people regard the bloodline as their lifeblood. If they find out that it was you who took away this mass of energy, they might go crazy."

Xie Xihe pressed the golden energy deep in his body, and prepared to slowly refine it after returning home. He said nonchalantly, "Crazy or not, it doesn't affect me, don't worry about it."

She didn't mean to explain carefully, and stood up after the light faded completely: "Let's go, Fourth Uncle should have found the letter by now, if you don't leave, you have to catch up."

Fan Jingyun said "oh oh" twice, and immediately followed up obediently.

The group of people drifted away, and soon left Fanjing Mountain behind...

　see you tomorrow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)