If you can't find out about these things, you will say that they are some inconspicuous small sects of Xuanmen. Perhaps the successors are all single-line, which is family-style inheritance.

Qiaoxin Restaurant is sitting in Xuanmen's business, so naturally he is concerned about the various sects of Xuanmen. If there are any customers, there will be strange requests, and maybe they will have to find these small sects.

Be prepared for any trouble, so I will definitely pay attention to it in my daily life. Only then can I realize that there are several small sects who go to the same place at the same time every year.

This situation is relatively rare, so I inquire more.

The old man told Qingxuan one by one about these small sects, and told Qingxuan about the rough locations of several sects and the possible contact information.

Qingxuan said goodbye to the old lady after giving her gratitude.

Now, she was anxious to confirm one thing, that is, whether the relics in the temple were true or false.

But how do you confirm this?

I'm afraid even the people in the temple may not know it. If you don't care, you will always have to try it.

In addition to the small living room, Qingxuan's phone rang.

"Congratulations!"

Jiang Yongning received the news immediately, and only called at this time was because he knew the situation at the scene, and he was indeed unable to separate himself just now.

"Thank you..." I wanted to ask why I didn't come today, but I took it back when I said something.

It seems awkward. They asked for invitations, but they did not come... Why did she ask what she did?

"Qingxuan, my dad is awake!"

Jiang Yongning's tone could hear a bit of tolerant excitement through the phone. For more than three years, his son has been waiting for his father to wake up, and now he has finally woken up.

In a word, Qingxuan also fell silent.

Wake up, Uncle Jiang woke up! That's great! She said, Uncle Jiang doesn't look short-lived.

"Then you go and take care of Uncle Jiang. Will everything be fine when he wakes up?" Qing Xuan was also excited. Uncle Jiang is a friend of his mother and is very kind to her. He is a respected elder.

Moreover, she felt Jiang Yongning's mood.

"It's okay, someone is taking care of him. He just woke up and had to adapt slowly. He can't speak yet, but the doctor said he would recover slowly."

It is a miracle that I can wake up after lying alone for more than three years, and the rest must be recovered slowly.

"It's great, don't worry, take your time, I... I'll go see Uncle Jiang when I finish my work. By the way, I'm told Uncle Jiang for the time being that I'm going to be more stable." She was afraid of stabbing Uncle Jiang.

It was indeed incredible that she could live in that fire.

"I know, don't worry, I heard... the third game of Qiankun is started, you are busy with yours." After handling it here, he went to find her again.

I heard that the ten-day deadline is, but I don’t know what the third game is. Let’s talk about it later.

Anyway, there were people around her all the time. From the eyes of her father, he had a lot to say, which was probably related to the fire, and his guard was here.

The news of his father's awakening was hidden from his grandfather, and he had no other knowledge. The danger of that year might still be there. Before the danger of contacting him, his father could no longer withstand the second torture.

"You don't have to worry about my business, take good care of Uncle Jiang."

"Um..."

After the two of them finished speaking, they were silent for a short time, and Qingxuan hung up the phone.

Qingxuan has been there a little longer, Ji Fan and the others are all going to drink tea and fill it up, mainly it is not too early, it is already past eleven o'clock in the evening.

"Let you wait for a long time!"

"Okay, sit down and eat something to keep your stomach up, this one is here." Ji Fan had already ordered a very refreshing snack for Qingxuan.

Qingxuan knew that everyone was waiting for her or for the third game, so Qingxuan said what he had just asked about, "Senior Dong, Mr. Eighteen Treasures, knows many little-known anecdotes, and don't know about the affairs of the Xuanmen sects, does Mr. Dong know some of the things he had just asked about?"

This time, Dong Tiancun really asked, and was silent. Dong Tiancun said, "Qingxuan, didn't I give you the token of our storytellers? I can tell you some tricks. If you go and inquire, as long as you take the token of the storytellers, you will definitely tell you what these people know."

He had hardly heard of these Xuanmen sects, let alone know what happened to them.

It’s an exaggeration to know everything. The world is so big, how can you know it all?

"The Jindan School has seen some records in the book, but the Jindan School later became a number of small sects, and no longer regarded itself as the Jindan School, and had its own names. The three sects you just mentioned are probably the last small sects in the Xuanmen. They are inherited by a single-letter... Yuanjiu, Xiyou, Pijing... I have never heard of it."

Xuanmen says it is big or not, but it is really small. Even the people in Xuanmen cannot describe it in detail.

"How do you identify these sects that you have never even heard of before? They are still in the Xuanmen?" Cheng Zihao was really curious.

Their Bone Touching Sect Heavenly Eye Sect is already out of the way, but at least some people in the Xuanmen have heard of them, so they are not even heard of these three sects. These people present are all knowledgeable seniors. They don’t know that, let alone others, then how can these people... still be called people in the Xuanmen?

It's a bit incomprehensible, but it's not understandable either.

"The Xuanmen's conclusion is not determined by name. Any sect recognized by Xuanmen will never be eliminated as long as they are not expelled by Xuanmen or violate the rules of Xuanmen. As long as their inheritance is still there, Xuanmen will recognize them at any time. Of course, whether they have fame or not is their own choice. They can choose to come out at any time and use their abilities to let the world remember them. Of course, without strength, are they in Xuanmen? Just like now, who knows?"

Mr. Ji sighed, what he said was true, but these small sects have been worshiping the relics tower for so many years, which shows that they are still inheriting...

"It's useless to discuss these things now. Let's go to Huihai Temple first."

Only by figuring out whether the relics inside are real can we make the next plan. Perhaps they have a lot of thoughts now and will not use them at that time?

"What Lao Ji said makes sense. Seniors, I'll go to Huihai Temple early tomorrow morning." Huihai Temple is on a mountain not far from Xiruo. Generally, people who visit Xiruo will choose to go to Huihai Temple to burn incense or visit.

It is also a famous place.

"We two old men are fine. If you don't mind us being in the way, go and have a look together."

Qingxuan is not easy to say that people are in trouble. They are walking outside, and there are many places that are more convenient than them. The two old men are interested in helping, and it is a bit unreasonable if she is not aware of it.

"That's great!"

It took only an hour to drive from Xiruo to Huihai Temple. It was not too far, but it was not close. The next morning, Qingxuan and the others set off. It was only nine o'clock when they arrived at Huihai Temple. It happened to be the vegetarian breakfast specially provided to pilgrims in the temple.

I took a look from a distance and found that there were the most people pausing in front of the relic tower, and it looked quite solemn and sacred. Can the things in it be fake?
Chapter completed!