Wang Shenxing seemed strange to Hang Feng at first glance.
In his memory, he had never seen this young man before.
But the next moment, he vaguely felt something was wrong.
Hang Feng is the proud disciple of the Blood Qi Demon Lord. Like Shuxing Arhat, Kongshan Arhat, Fu Qing Master Du Hai, Du Qing Zhenren and other famous disciples, they are all top masters in the fifteenth level.
Although when others see him, the first impression in their minds is that he is a disciple of Demon Lord Blood Qi, but in fact, regardless of his master, he himself is already an old demon who has been in the void of the universe for many years.
Let’s just say that his two disciples, two disciples of the Blood Qi Demon Lord, one is at the 13th level of the Demonic Path, and the other is at the 14th level of the Demonic Path. If placed in an ordinary world, they can both be super demons dominating the world.
Doushi Academy is so hostile to the devil, and the Xueqi lineage is still so prosperous, which shows how powerful it is.
The inheritance of Blood Qi Demon Lord has its own unique features.
Hang Feng's first reaction when he saw Wang Shenxing was his appearance.
But the next moment, he paid attention to the other person's aura of cultivation.
Wang Shenxing's cultivation was already quite good. When he came to the Daming Palace, he naturally calmed down and looked like an ordinary person.
But as a demon giant in the realm of demons, Hang Feng could still tell that the other party's cultivation base was in the demonic realm.
At the same time, it gave him an eerie sense of familiarity.
The other party actually seemed to be related to his Xueqi lineage's demonic inheritance.
However, Hang Feng knew exactly who the disciples of the Blood Qi Demon Lord were.
Even if the Blood Qi Demon Lord accidentally instructs a young successor on a whim and plants a seed, he will also give an explanation to his disciples.
This does not mean that the master has to report to his original disciples after he has accepted a new disciple.
But there is a small academy in the eastern sky, and the living environment for people in the devil's path is relatively harsh.
Hang Feng and others knew that their master had another successor, and if they could take care of him, they would take care of him.
Although the devil's ways are cruel, when there are too many foreign enemies, it is too late for everyone to unite, and it is not yet time for the Gu to kill each other and be suspicious of each other.
Wang Shenxing's cultivation level is already not low.
If there is such an official descendant of the Xueqi lineage of magic, Hang Feng will basically have an impression of it.
unless……
"If you recognize it this way, you will definitely not be able to recognize it."
Hang Feng took a deep breath, calmed his mind, no longer looked at Wang Shenxing, but looked at Zhang Dongyun above:
"After all, I haven't seen him for nearly thirty years, if he is really the child he was back then."
Zhang Dongyun smiled calmly: "That means I still recognize it."
Hang Feng was slightly silent.
Wang Shenxing also didn't say a word.
He is actually still a little confused about the current situation, but it is obvious that the matter is closely related to him, and may even be crucial.
Listening to the meaning behind Hang Feng's words, this person had met him many years ago...
Wang Shenxing felt a moment of haze and palpitations in his heart.
He actually doesn't understand what happened when he was a child.
As far back as he can remember, he has been alone, without knowing his parents, relatives, or the origins of his hometown, silently struggling to survive in a completely unfamiliar world.
There are only two key words in his childhood.
One is survival.
The second is killing.
And his capital for killing and survival, the Qilin Demonic Power, also has unknown origins, as if he was born with it.
The context of the technique was quite clear, as if it was directly engraved in his memory and soul.
Therefore, despite the years when demon blood confused his sanity, he still successfully cultivated the true form of the demonic path, and was finally reborn with a clear conscience, fully controlling his demon blood and demonic skills.
To this day, Wang Shenxing has relied entirely on his own hard work to gain a foothold. In fact, Wang Shenxing no longer cares that much about his origins.
After a moment of throbbing, his mood quickly returned to calm, and he stood silently aside, waiting for His Majesty's arrangements.
If he had to talk about mood swings, he was more concerned about the origin of his demon blood and demonic skills.
This was the capital that allowed him to settle down in the past, but when the truth is unknown, who knows whether it is God's blessing or a hidden disaster?
Intuition told Wang Shenxing that the answer to the question might be found today, and it would land on the skinny man in front of him.
"To be precise, I don't know him, I just met him once when he was a child." Hang Feng replied very bachelorly.
He calmly looked at Wang Shenxing, who was watching him: "When you were still young, your mentor planted the demon blood seeds for you and left the inheritance of our sect, but unfortunately we were separated accidentally. You were too young at that time, and everyone thought you were destined to die.
I can’t survive anymore.”
Wang Shenxing, who had been silent all this time, now spoke up: "You mean, we are from the same sect?"
Hang Feng said: "You can also say that, but for so many years, you must have made it on your own. You are where you are today, after all, it is your own destiny."
Wang Shenxing asked: "Where are my parents and other family members?"
Hang Feng replied: "They were all killed by the master back then."
……etc!
What am I talking about?!
Hang Feng was suddenly shocked.
This is the truth.
But that’s not what he wanted to say at all!
But why is it that all this is said involuntarily and so naturally?
Wang Shenxing, who was in front of Hang Feng, was slightly stunned after hearing this.
His temperament was sinister and deep, and the expression on his face did not change much, but the cold light in his eyes flickered vaguely.
Hang Feng looked up at Zhang Dongyun.
The other person's face was obscured by the light, making it difficult for him to see clearly his facial features.
But those eyes as deep as the sea seem to have understood everything.
"Why? My parents and your master are enemies?"
On the side, Wang Shenxing asked quietly.
Hang Feng opened his mouth: "Your parents had good relations with the Qilin clan, helped Qilin, and ruined Master's good deeds. After killing them, Master still did not forgive his hatred. Seeing that you were young, he nourished you with Qilin blood and taught you to join our sect. In the future,
Killing Kirin.”
After saying this, he was first shocked and angry, then enlightened, then fearful, and finally numb.
I spoke out all the truth in my heart, completely out of my control.
The person who caused all this is naturally the mysterious and powerful Chang'an City Lord above!
Wang Shenxing squinted his eyes, and cold light shot out from the slits in his eyes, like needles: "That's it..."
To be honest, he has very little memory of his parents. His parents only left him a jade pendant with the word "王" engraved on it and two blurry faces.
Even the name "Shen Xing" was given to him by others after he arrived in Yanhuang Realm.
But after hearing Demon Lord Xueqi's plan, he still felt angry that he had been fooled.
At this time, Hang Feng simply ignored Wang Shenxing and looked up at Zhang Dongyun in a bachelor's manner.
"I never thought that when this Qilinzi arrived in the Yanhuang Realm and entered Chang'an City, our sect would naturally not make trouble with him again. Even if he came to seek revenge, we would definitely stay away."
Hang Feng said: "I don't dare to threaten Chang'an, but I just ask the city lord to think twice before competing with such a powerful enemy as Doushi Academy. The master of the Heavenly Demon is at the peak of his powers and can help Chang'an in a way that no Earth Demon can compare with."