Love brain is prohibited in the world of cultivation

Chapter 32 Is His Father
This group of medical practitioners seemed to be sorted according to seniority. The goatee was not conspicuous among this group of medical practitioners. When it was the goatee's turn, Shen Ping'an couldn't help but yawn.

Seeing Goatee go in, her sleepiness disappeared immediately, and she looked at Goatee with burning eyes.

"Why are you so excited?"

Tangshe couldn't help but wonder.

"You do not understand."

Shen Pingan blinked mysteriously.

Goatee had only been in for ten breaths when a circle of light waves lit up and shook Goatee out in an instant, causing even the unsuspecting medical practitioners to stagger.

"Qing'er!"

Zhenzhuo Mengzhuo exclaimed and rushed in.

I saw Goatee lying disheveled on the ground, while Meng Qing held the edge of the bed with his hands and reluctantly got up, with some traces of dirt on his face.

Obviously, the light wave just now came from Meng Qing.

Protective light.

Shen Ping'an squinted her eyes. This should not be the function of a magic weapon, but some kind of special physique. She just glanced at it and did not investigate it carefully.

Now it seems that Meng Shaojun's spiritual roots should be very special.

"Dad, he bullied the child and insulted the child while he was asleep!"

Meng Qing not only had traces of dirt on his face, but his originally well-dressed clothes were now a bit messy. When he saw his father, he burst into tears.

He was only thirteen or fourteen years old when he was injured. He had been lingering on the sick bed for a hundred years, and his mind had not changed much, and he was no different from a child.

"court death!"

Zhenzhuo Mengzhuo and his wife who died young had only one son. Now that he saw Meng Qing crying, he suddenly became angry and shot Sun Yue towards him with a flash of light. As long as he exerted a little force, he could directly break Sun Yue. Over the neck!
"Your Majesty, please have mercy on me! Your Majesty, please have mercy on me!"

"I didn't mean to insult Young Master!"

The threat of death made the hairs on Sun Yue's body stand up. He begged for mercy with tears streaming down his face, and a foul smell gradually spread over his body.

He was freaked out!
"It's all a misunderstanding!"

"Daddy!"

Meng Qing wailed, Meng Zhuo's eyes were red, and he used one hand to twist Sun Yue's neck in an instant.

Sun Yue's head tilted softly, lifeless.

On one side is his beloved son, and on the other is the ant who dares to do such a thing to his son. It is clear at a glance which one is more serious.

Shen Ping'an quietly captured Sun Yue's soul and told him to die like this?

That was too cheap for him.

"Don't be afraid, be good. Don't be afraid, be good. Father is here."

Zhenzhuo Mengzhuo lovingly held Meng Qing in his arms and patted Meng Qing's back gently.

Meng Qing lay in the arms of Zhenzhuo Mengzhuo, just sobbing.

After being coaxed by Zhenzhuo Mengzhuo for a long time, Meng Qing's mood gradually calmed down.

Just seeing so many male medical practitioners present, Meng Qing's hair stood up again.

Sun Yue's crazy look appeared in front of his eyes, and Meng Qing shrank his neck: "Father, I don't want them!"

"They're all bad guys!"

"Okay, okay, if Qing'er doesn't like them, then father will kick them all out." Zhenzhuo Mengzhuo scratched Meng Qing's nose dotingly.

"She can stay."

Meng Qing sniffed and pointed at Shen Pingan.

He knew that he was seriously ill, and his father had been looking for medical practitioners to treat him. He was a good boy and could not drive away all the medical practitioners so willfully.

But Meng Qing felt panicked when she saw the man. Shen Ping'an, who stood out from the crowd, actually gave Meng Qing a strange sense of security.

Meng Qing is the favorite of Zhenzhuo Mengzhuo. How could Zhenzhuo Mengzhuo not agree to Meng Qing's request?
The faces of the medical practitioners turned pale. They never expected that just an ordinary consultation would turn into such a commotion!If they were driven out of the house by Zhenzhuo Mengzhuo, how could they survive?

Qin Haishan opened his mouth to plead for mercy, but was forced back by Meng Zhuo Zhenzhen's eyes.

He looked at Sun Yue's body on the ground and didn't dare to move it.

"You all get out."

Zhenzhuo Mengzhuo was a loving old father to Meng Qing, but it was different to these medical practitioners.

His voice was cold, as if these medical practitioners would kill directly if they dared to hesitate.

The group of medical practitioners did not dare to hesitate and retreated one after another, leaving only Shen Pingan and his father and son in the inner room.

"Come and see."

Zhenzhuo Mengzhuo waved his hand to Shen Pingan.

Shen Ping'an sat down as she was told, and a ray of her spiritual energy penetrated into Meng Qing's body along his wrist, carefully exploring the violent energy on Meng Qing's body.

I didn't take a closer look last time, but this time I looked carefully and felt a somewhat familiar aura.

Not old friends, more like...

Kang Chenyang.

Shen Ping'an frowned and explored again unbelievingly.

This time the feeling was clearer, and she was immediately sure that this aura was exactly the same as Kang Chenyang's!
but……

Shen Ping'an looked strange.

Meng Qing was injured when he was only thirteen or fourteen years old. He has been on the sickbed for more than 100 years. How could he be Kang Chenyang's father?
It’s not suitable for this age!

And judging from Zhenzhuo Mengzhuo's attitude towards Meng Qing, if Meng Qing had a son as old as Kang Chenyang, Zhenzhuo Mengzhuo would never let Kang Chenyang wander around.

After careful inspection, this aura was extremely strong in Meng Qing's spiritual roots and blood. Shen Ping'an simply isolated these, and when he went to inspect again, he couldn't find any trace.

This is not right.

If Meng Qing is really Kang Chenyang's biological father, then she must be able to feel the familiar aura no matter where she is, but now only Meng Qing's spiritual roots and blood have such aura.

Shen Pingan thought of a possibility.

if……

Aren’t the spiritual roots and blood green?

Her back instantly felt cold. If this was true, then the hostility on Meng Qing's body would be explained.

It's not that it was contaminated from somewhere, but because the spiritual roots and blood of others were forcibly transplanted into Meng Qing's body, the hostility generated by the person whose spiritual roots were taken away!

Shen Ping'an quietly glanced at Zhenzhuo Mengzhuo's expression, and seeing that his expression was unchanged, a smile appeared on her face.

"Congratulations, Zhenzun. I just explored Shaojun's meridians and discovered some unexpected joys. If this method is feasible, Shaojun will no longer have to linger on the sick bed."

"Oh? Let's hear it."

When Shen Ping'an said this, both Meng Zhuo Zhenzhuo and Meng Qing's eyes lit up.

After all, Meng Qing has been on the bedside for more than a hundred years!

"Although these hostile energies have been entangled with Shaojun's spiritual roots, they can be directed to one place and eventually transferred to other people."

This is much more convenient than finding a pure and kind person to warm and nurture your spiritual roots.

And it doesn’t have to be that bloody.

His son was kind-hearted and would not tolerate bloodshed.

Zhenzhuo Mengzhuo was quite satisfied.

"Can you tell me in detail, how to guide and how to transfer it to others?"

(End of this chapter)