After eavesdropping on the little junior sister’s voice, the entire sect went crazy.

As the master of Kunlun Palace, Dai Hanshu has seen the world.

After being surprised, he silently accepted the fact that Jiang Xin carried two combined-stage Qiongqi with him, under the psychological expectation that "Tianshui Sect can do anything, and he has everything in his pocket when he goes out."

Dai Hanshu cut his fingertip, took out a drop of blood, wrapped it with spiritual power and sent it to Zhao Shi.

Things went much smoother than they expected. Zhaoshi originally thought that if Dai Hanshu insisted on disowning the matter, he would use the ghost summoning flag to increase his combat power and forcefully take a drop of blood from the opponent.

I just don't know if he is so cheerful, because he really has a clear conscience, or if he has ulterior motives.

After staring at Dai Hanshu for a moment, Zhaoshi lowered his head to look at the two Qiongqi.

Qiongqi nodded, indicating that Dai Hanshu had not done anything wrong, and Zhao Shicai reached out to take the drop of blood.

It is easy to verify the bloodline of both parties if they have the essence and blood of the other party.

Zhaoshi also cut his finger and took out a drop of blood.

He made a secret with one hand, wrapped the two drops of blood with spiritual power, and tried to merge them into one.

Following the spiritual power and the incantation, the two drops of blood rotated rapidly in the air, spinning faster and faster, but they never merged together.

"This is not your father." Da Mi said.

Based on its cultivation during the integration period, it can actually be seen that the bloodlines of Zhao Shi and Dai Hanshu are not from the same source.

It's just that he was worried that someone had done something secretly to deceive him, so he didn't say anything.

Xiaomi echoed: "You two don't even look alike."

A flash of disappointment flashed in Zhaoshi's eyes, but he was also a little lucky.

After recovering his memory, Zhaoshi occasionally thought about what happened to his mother, so he chose to go home alone with a big belly.

Sometimes he would rather hope that the current situation forces Qiao Yuan to be like this, rather than hope that his mother will meet someone unkind.

Fortunately it wasn't Dai Hanshu.

Otherwise, Dai Hanshu would be the aloof master of the Kunlun Palace here, while his mother was suffering in the Qiao family. Zhaoshi would definitely avenge this.

"Sorry, I misunderstood you." Zhaoshi apologized awkwardly.

Dai Hanshu waved his hand: "You were also deceived by Qiao Shizhong."

"Senior, since you have been with Aunt Qiao for a while, do you know any clues about my junior brother's life experience?" Lin Yan asked.

Dai Hanshu looked at Zhaoshi carefully and said thoughtfully: "Actually, you have a very strange aura about you. I don't know how to describe it, but it should come from your paternal bloodline."

Jiang Xin moved closer to Zhao Shi like a puppy and sniffed it hard for a few times, but couldn't smell it: "Isn't it normal for Fourth Senior Brother?"

The tiger's head is flying, big and small: "Who says it's not the case?"

Jiang Xin was confused: "Is the Fourth Senior Brother not a human being?"

Big Mi and Xiao Mi waved their paws: "I haven't heard of it."

Jiang's heart flashed: "Fourth Senior Brother, why don't you also doubt yourself and see what you are after your true colors are revealed?"

Big and small are confused: "That's impossible!"

Everyone was speechless as they looked at their questions and answers.

It was the first time to hear Qiongqi talk about cross talk, which was really refreshing.

Zhaoshi's thoughts were distracted for a moment by Jiang Xin, and the image of Ren Yuan lying on the bed as a legless snowball appeared in his mind unconsciously, and he quickly threw this terrifying self-doubt out of his mind. Turning into a snowman is a bit cute, but if he turns into some other messy thing, if he can't change back, won't he be finished?
How can I avenge my mother?

"Why do seniors think that the strange aura on my body comes from my father's bloodline?" Zhaoshi asked.

"Because your mother doesn't have it. I have felt a similar aura in the Moon Clan's secret realm, but it was very weak." Dai Hanshu said for a moment and looked at Wu Xin emphatically, "Do you know about the Moon Clan's secret realm?"

Wu Xin said: "There is very little information about this secret realm. The poor monk heard some mentions from his senior brothers. It is said that it was once the habitat of the Moon Clan."

He, a person from the Western Continent, didn't know much about it, and the brothers and sisters Ning Yao and Wen Ziqi from the Eastern Continent knew even less.

"Master Wucheng has been to the Moon Clan's secret realm. Don't you know about this?" Lin Yan asked.

Wu Xin shook his head: "Every time you enter the Moon Clan's secret realm, it's like entering a brand new secret realm. The previous experiences of other people have no reference value. Moreover, the Moon Clan's secret realm appears without any rules, and there is no fixed entrance. Every time you can Very few people get into it.”

Jiang Xiao expressed doubts and counted on his fingers: "Aunt Qiao, Master Wucheng, Palace Master Dai, Qiao Shizhong, so many people have been to the Moon Clan's secret realm, why are there so few people going in?"

Wu Xin was stuck for a moment and said, "This is called survivor bias."

Dai Hanshu's eyes lingered on Jiang Xiao for a moment, and he felt a faint discomfort from him.

But as soon as this thought arose, it was quickly calmed down.

All doubts were eliminated from consciousness. Dai Hanshu brushed aside his doubts about Jiang Xiao and asked Wu Xin: "How does Chankong Temple see the secret realm of the Moon Clan?"

Wu Xin hesitated for a moment and said truthfully: "Brothers speculate that the Moon Clan's secret realm does not really exist, but is something similar to an illusion."

"But can't you get the treasure inside?" Chu Linfeng still remembered that Wucheng entered the secret realm to find Lingzhi and save Zhong Wei.

Wu Xin tried hard to explain: "This is a state similar to reality and illusion. It can be either real or illusion."

"The secret realm is constantly changing, which is illusion. But the things obtained in the secret realm can be brought out and used normally, which is reality."

Amid everyone's confusion, Jiang Xin was the first to be enlightened and raised her little hand to answer: "Just like Kunlun Palace disciples can be human or not."

The others were startled and all went to see Dai Hanshu, fearing that Jiang Xin would anger him.

Dai Hanshu was silent for a moment and said, "It's best to change the subject to Tianshui Sect."

Jiang Xin felt it was inappropriate: "We in Tianshui Sect are just not human beings, and are far different from humanoid creatures like Guizong."

[I can already speak honorifics, I’m awesome! 】

Ning Yao covered her mouth and apologized seriously: "I'm sorry, my junior sister is young, speaks unabashedly, and always tells the truth..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Yan tightly covered his mouth.

Senior brother, you might as well not explain it!
Dai Hanshu pressed his eyebrows and was not as knowledgeable as them.

When a disciple of the Tianshui Sect came here, the roof of his house was not torn down and the Tianchi Lake was drained. The ancestral tombs in Kunlun Palace were already filled with smoke.

Being angry is nothing.

"If you want to continue to trace this little friend's life experience, you can go to the Yue Clan's secret realm. Qiao Yuan disappeared there. I don't know if she went anywhere else after that, but..." Dai Hanshu's eyes stayed on Zhaoshi. On the body, "The aura on your body makes me very concerned."

"It's not your son, why do you care?" Chu Linfeng asked puzzledly.

"Although things in the Moon Clan's secret realm can be brought out, once they are brought out, they will have nothing to do with it, and there will be no aura of the Moon Clan's secret realm left. But you have it." Dai Hanshu looked at him with heavy eyes. Zhao Shi seemed to want to see something deeper through him.

The appearance of this child always reminds him of another thing. (End of chapter)