Martial Arts Simulator in the Immortal World

Jiang Ran snorted helplessly, wanting to say something but didn't finish.

I could only sigh and did not continue to say anything.

In fact, he didn't blame Hongluan for causing trouble to the Bai family in his heart.

I just think it's a little inappropriate to do this for the time being.

In this way, the Bai family may lose the ally of the Red family, and it may also cause a lot of enemies.

"You little liar, I told you I wouldn't leave yet."

"The Hong family must know that they have already known, anyway, the red and white families cannot be enemies."

Hongluan snorted coldly, and said to Jiang Ran with some scoundrels.

Anyway, their family would not be afraid of a family like the Chu family.

Under the premise that everyone's forces are similar, Hongluan does not think that there will be any problems.

"Okay, I won't hand you over, don't worry."

The corners of Jiang Ran's mouth raised slightly, stretched out his hand to rub Hongluan's head, and walked outside.

He came back with other things, and now he couldn't help but go to Bai Zhan.

"Little liar..."

The red plover smoothed his loose hair and looked at Jiang Ran's back with a smile in his eyes.

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After coming out of his small courtyard, Jiang Ran found Bai Zhan.

At this time, Bai Zhan was worshipping in the Bai Family Ancestral Hall.

"Dad."

Jiang Ran called Bai Zhan, stepped forward, and also put incense on the ancestors to worship a blaze of incense.

Bai Zhan nodded and took out a small piece of parchment from his waist pocket.

"This is the hint left by the ancestors."

"It is rumored that the ancestor of the Bai family was afraid that the Bai family's peerless refining hand would be lost."

"Just in the ancestral hall fell a puzzle, solve this puzzle and get the original Qianlian hand."

"The thousand refining hands we used to practice were just hand-transcribed."

Bai Zhan looked at the huge stone statue in front of him, and his eyes were also full of loneliness.

He is not bad in talent, and he is also a top-notch person among the ancestors of the Bai family, reaching the innate realm at the age of twenty-six.

At the age of forty-two, he stepped into the Qi Realm Dacheng, and he was also a first-class master in this empire.

But suffering from the loss of the last layer of the Thousand Refining Hand, he could not improve even if his talent was high.

The Bai family also fell step by step because of this, and when he was a child, he was still the number one in the middle-class family.

Now, decades have passed, and their Bai family has fallen to the bottom of the family.

"The Dharma phase is in the skin, and the real body is in the false body."

Jiang Ran opened the parchment, and his expression also showed a hint of puzzlement.

He raised his head and looked at the stone statue that Bai Zhan was staring at, which was the stone statue of the founder of the Bai family.

Hundreds of years of history, even if stonemasons are invited to repair and maintain every year, but there are still traces of time.

"This sentence has plagued your father for twenty years."

"The entire ancestral hall was also turned over by me and dug three feet into the ground."

"But I never found what my ancestor left behind."

Bai Zhan shook his head with a wry smile, thinking about the last layer of his thousand refining hands back then.

They all lost their minds, and even the temple left by the ancestors was almost demolished.

The stone bricks on the ground were broken, and the ground was dug three feet, and all the ancestors' spirit tablets were taken out, and the entire ancestral hall was searched.

Even the wooden door outside was opened by Bai Zhan, wanting to see if there was a crack between the wooden doors.

But even if he quickly demolished this ancestral hall, Bai Zhan did not find it.

In the next few years, he didn't even have a male descendant, and Bai Zhan even felt that it was the punishment given to him by the ancestors.

It wasn't until Jiang Ran's birth that he gave up looking for the fourth layer of the Thousand Refining Hand.

"Dad, maybe I guessed where the last layer of this thousand refining hands is."

"There should be only this place, and it hasn't been looked for by my father."

Jiang Ran had a somewhat crazy look on his face and stared straight at the stone statue.

Bai Zhan was not a fool either, from Jiang Ran's expression and the words that came out.

And what his eyes saw, he probably guessed Jiang Ran's thoughts.

"That's the stone statue of the ancestor, don't mess around!"

"It doesn't matter where else is, but it's such a place, which represents the incense inheritance of my Bai family."

Bai Zhan scolded Jiang Ran, but after reprimanding Jiang Ran.

Some expectations appeared in his heart, and even he had some expectations, what if he was really in the stone statue?

But soon, Bai Zhan dismissed this idea.

It was certain that it would take a thousand refining hands to stabilize the Bai family, but the same they were born in feudal society.

In the ancestral ancestral hall, demolishing the stone statue of the ancestor is a great disrespectful practice.

If there was no third layer of the Thousand Refining Hand inside this stone statue, then the pressure he needed to bear would be too great.

"Dad, let me tell you a story."

Jiang Ran smiled slightly, and a glint appeared in his eyes.

began to tell Bai Zhan a story from the Jingde Chuanlantern Record.

According to legend, there was a monk named Baozhi monk in a certain era.

An emperor asked a painter to paint his portrait, and the monk Baozhi asked the emperor if he wanted to see his skin or his law.

The emperor said that of course it was the Dharma phase, so the monk Baozhi swiped his face with his hand, and the skin of his face was split in half.

In the middle is revealed in front of the bodhisattva, twelve faces, and the faces are full of brilliance.

"I understand this story of yours."

"But have you ever thought about how you should explain to the family elders if there is no fourth layer of the Thousand Refining Hand inside this stone statue."

Bai Zhan stretched out his hand to stop Jiang Ran, who was about to continue speaking.

He looked at his son who made him feel proud from his heart.

"I didn't think about it."

Jiang Ran shook his head and told Bai Zhan the truth.

Bai Zhan was slightly startled, and just when he was about to object, Jiang Ran continued.

"But the Bai family is not as powerful as it was at the beginning."

"Today's Bai family, even the White Emperor City is difficult to hold, and talk about the ancestral ancestral hall."

"A stone statue, even if the opportunity is not great, I am willing to try, even if it fails."

"Our ancestors will forgive us if they have spirits in heaven."

"Only if the Bai family's inheritance cannot be kept, the ancestors in heaven will not forgive us."

Jiang Ran looked directly at Bai Zhan, the lord who was not afraid of everyone in the Bai family.

He was speechless by Jiang Ran's words.

A child sees much more thoroughly than he does.

Yes, just like Jiang Ran said, if the Bai family can't even guard the White Emperor City, what face will he have to enter the ancestral hall.

The Wu family's attack can be blocked once, but what about later?

Every time you are besieged, do you have to ask the Hong family to relieve the siege?

Bai Zhan clenched his fists and slowly exhaled from his mouth, trying to calm his heart.

"Go ahead, something went wrong."

"There is a daddy to guard you."

Bai Zhan's eyes showed a touch of firmness, Jiang Ran had not let him worry since he was a child.

Even if he really makes a big mistake this time, so what, as a father, he doesn't have to shield his son from the wind and rain.