Chapter 386: King Pan came out of the mountain and went up

Since ancient times, all love and sorrow have been dreams, but they have caused heroes to be three-inch scarf, and they can laugh at the right and wrong in the three realms, and turn them into outsiders with a blink of an eye.

It is said that the grievances and sorrows in the world are originally the sourceless water. They come in a hurry and go there slowly. With one knife, they can't be cut off and cannot be understood.

Demon Realm, Guqu Town.

The huge town is a little different today. At this time, the sky is already dusk, and there is an extraordinary aura floating in the amiable sky. Occasionally, a bird from that sky swept by, but it only brought endless roars, not causing trouble to the world, nor taking away the sorrows of ordinary people.

This place is just a countryside. At this time, the dusk was already heavy. It should be the time to cook. However, there was no wisp of smoke rising from the sky in the whole town. But I heard the sound of chickens and dogs barking, and the sound of pots and pans and the dusk of the farmhouse.

The place behind the town is a small courtyard surrounded by bamboo fences and a small thatched hut with three rooms, which is particularly heavy in this twilight.

Gradually, it was too late. Before the last trace of the sunset of the demon sun in the sky faded, the heaven and earth changed slightly. First, a dark cloud floated, quickly swallowing the last dusk color. Then the evening breeze suddenly rose, blew the bamboo leaves into a gust of wind. It seemed that it was going to rain.

"Introduce the essence of heaven and earth in the morning, and exhale the energy of hundreds of valleys in the evening. Make the heart of Tao in the purple palace, return to the original body, embrace the spirit and return to the consciousness, and transform..." Although the sky is about to change and a heavy rain is coming, behind the hut, there are a series of chanting sounds of ups and downs. At first glance, it is the Taoist Huang Ting's words and the saying of holding Yuan Shuyi. This male voice of reciting Taoist scriptures is sonorous and powerful, but it seems extraordinary.

"Hua'er, it's getting late, why don't you come into the house? The Taoist scriptures cannot be finished in one day, let alone there is no hurry. When we leave here tomorrow, my father and mother will naturally find you a number of spiritual fruits in the world. If you cut the scriptures and marrow for you, you will naturally get half the result with twice the effort."

A virtuous and gentle female voice floated out of the hut, and then a beautiful woman in her thirties pushed the door open and walked out, but turned the corner to the backyard of the hut.

"You child, you are so forgetful when you practice martial arts. It seems that my Wang family is about to produce an amazing little guy!" The beautiful woman looked at her child sitting on the ground, but couldn't help but be happy and stepped forward to wipe the sweat that was unconscious for him.

"Mom, I'll do it myself, but it's troublesome!"

"Hua'er. I've told you how many times that as a man, I have to be the hero who stands tall and strong. These things are what the girl should do at home. Now my mother takes care of you, but in the future I want to find a daughter from the immortal family to serve you in daily life." The beautiful woman said with a slight angrily.

At this time, a young man in a hunter's robe was sitting in the backyard. His sword eyebrows were as sharp as a pair of starry eyes, and his face was clear, but he was a young young man who had emerged.

"Mom, what exactly is this man who stands tall and straight? I have never seen him!"

"You little guy, alas, Hua'er, I remember back then, your father was a man who stood up in the world. It was his mother's blessing to be with him." The beautiful woman said abnormally.

The young man said wonder: "Mom, on weekdays, dad is not allowed to talk about the past. Why do you want to talk about dad's past today?"

"Hua'er, my mother was a miserable person back then. Even the title of Lingzhu was given by your father, but my mother was..."

"Lingzhu. I have told you how many times, the past is gone, what do you think of it? The heart of my king of Pan is known to the world. Even if you have a humble identity back then, I have never looked down on you."

Dear readers, it turns out that this woman was actually the person Zhou Cheng had met in Guqu Town back then. Lingzhu. Lingzhu is naturally not someone else, but the wife of the Wang Zhou, and the beautiful family member of the Pan Wang family.

It is said that immortals and gods are originally immortal bodies, and this spiritual master is not an ordinary person, but a demon and immortal. After practicing Taoism, they transform into a thirty-year-old woman at this time, and they are also in line with the appearance of their son.

But it has been hundreds of years since Zhou Cheng left here, so why does the Huaer in Lingzhu seem to have never grown up? In fact, the reason is simple.

"How do you feel recently?" At this time, King Pan was still the mayor in his 80s, but he was a man in his thirties wearing brocade robe and embroidered clothes. Although his appearance was not too strange, at first glance, it gave people a feeling of being arrogant without anger.

Although Zhou Hua knew that his father and mother could use magic, he did not adapt to his father's transformation back to his original appearance for a while, but he was stunned.

"Hua'er, why don't you answer your father?" Ling Zhu said.

"I have seen my father. Hua'er doesn't know his father's true identity, so I ask my father to forgive me!" Zhou Hua knelt down and gave a filial son ceremony.

"Well. Get up. On weekdays, I dress up as an old man in my octogenarian. You didn't know that, but you blamed you for not knowing it. You asked your mother before, why did she tell you so much today. Dad will tell you together."

"Dad, don't know what's going on?"

"Let's talk about it when you enter the house!" As if you are not allowed to object, King Pan turned around and entered the hut.

The two of them quickly entered the house, and the three of them sat down, but Ling Zhu said, "Hua'er, many things, your father and I have kept them from you for many years, and have never told you that it is our fault. But Dad and Mother have many difficulties. Today is just the opportunity, and we will tell you the details just now."

"You must remember it!"

The King of Pan nodded, first picked up a cup of green Meng tea, tasted it carefully, and then seemed to recall the past, and slowly said, "Hua'er, you only know that your father's surname is Wang, but it's not! My father originally had no surname, but he had a name. My father was an ancient man and grew up in the prehistoric years. When my father was wandering around the world, he accidentally obtained a golden Gu technique left by an unknown person. Fortunately, he practiced the supreme magical power recorded on it. Therefore, he called himself Pan Wang, but this is the origin!"

"Pan Wang? Wang Panzhou? No wonder my father's surname is so strange." Zhou Hua was indeed an ordinary person, and he thought of it for a moment, but the two of him thought it was good.

"Hua'er. Your father, King Pan, was a famous hero in the world. If you hadn't been using your father's magical powers and had been in seclusion for hundreds of years, and your knowledge and nature were no different from ordinary people in your twenties, you would have had the chance to hear your father's name."
Chapter completed!