What happened in the mountains behind Kongtong has not yet reached Hongmeng. Everything seems so peaceful, but it is the prelude to the storm before the calm...

Ning Tao was paralyzed from exhaustion. In the past few days, he had seen Miao Jingjing's wolfishness and understood that her words were not a joke.

She really wanted to have a child for herself.

Maybe it's to get yourself out of the shadows, or maybe it's to give yourself something to rely on, but everything is for your own good.

Looking at the naked figure in her arms, the black hair is messy, there are some beads of sweat on the delicate jade face, and the corners of the lips are sweet. Under the delicate body half-covered by the green gauze, a pair of round and slender snow-white jade legs are exposed, which is shocking.

The index finger moves greatly.

Ning Tao smiled bitterly, feeling complicated.

To be honest, he is not very optimistic about this matter. The chance of a monk giving birth to an heir is very small. He is lucky to have two daughters.

He remembered that someone within Hongmeng had made statistics. Among the young generation, only two-tenths were descendants of monks. The rest were sent by elders to the mountains every year to recruit disciples, but most of them were outer disciples. He was once one of them.

one.

In fact, it's a bit ridiculous to think about it. When you were a mortal, you spent money on Durex and resisted having children in every possible way. But when you become a god, no one will give you money and spend money to give you children.

I don’t know if it’s retribution or just too funny.

After covering Miao Jingjing with a quilt, he quietly walked out. After several days of recuperation, plus the refined healing medicine, he basically recovered to 70%.

Taoist Yuntian's sneak attack this time gave him a wake-up call. Hongmeng's current situation is still extremely dangerous. The only person he can rely on now is Mr. Mo. But if he falls, Hongmeng may be besieged on all sides, or it may be a bloodbath.

His power is still far from enough!

If he can't even solve the immediate difficulties, how can he go to the immortal world with peace of mind? I'm afraid he won't be able to leave even if he wants to. Who knows if there are strong people hiding outside Hongmeng.

Looking up at the endless sky and sighing melancholy, my eyes are filled with longing for, Sister Xia, worry-free and happy... How are you doing now?

wait for me……!

The breeze gradually became cooler, and even the grass shivered.

A dignified and beautiful woman appeared nearby again, looking at the lonely figure on the cliff with a pair of complicated beautiful eyes. The desolation made her feel a little distressed.

This person is none other than Yaoyue.

Looking at the robe in her hand, she gritted her teeth and walked over.

She gently put her robe on Ning Tao and was about to leave gently, but a bitter sound shocked her whole body.

"mom!"

Yaoyue froze, turned her head in disbelief, her beautiful eyes instantly moistened, and said with trembling excitement: "You...what did you call me?"

Ning Tao's mouth was bitter and he said with difficulty: "Mom!"

At this moment, Yaoyue's heart was warmed, like a cold ice valley being heated by the blazing sun into a scalding hot spring. It was so hot that she wanted to cry.

"Why!"

He responded excitedly, his eyes blurred with tears.

Ning Tao stepped forward and hugged her tenderly. After experiencing so many things, he also thought about it, and he didn't want to lose his loved ones again.

Yaoyue smiled with tears in her eyes, trying to make herself happy.

After more than twenty years, she originally thought she would never have this opportunity in her life, but she never expected that surprises always come so suddenly.

"Child, my child, Tao'er..."

After many years, the suffering mother and son finally recognized each other. There was too much sadness in it, but fortunately the result was perfect.

Zhou Heng and other elderly people looked at this scene with joy, holding cans of old wine in their hands. Each can was no less than sixty years old, and they drank it happily.

At this time, I saw lightning coming from Ye Kong. It seemed that there was something important, but he hesitated after seeing this scene.

Ning Tao smiled quickly when he saw this and said, "Senior Brother Ye, it doesn't matter if you say it."

When the latter heard this, he not only said respectfully: "Sir, the leader of the alliance, the pavilion you asked to prepare has been prepared, and it is now completed on the back mountain."

pavilion……

Upon hearing this, Ning Tao suddenly understood.

Yaoyue quickly wiped away her tears and said happily: "Tao'er, go ahead. You are the leader of the Hongmeng Alliance now. You want to do great things and you cannot be bound by the love of your children."

Without any explanation, he gently pushed Ning Tao over.

The latter smiled bitterly and had no choice but to rush to the back mountain with Ye Kong. That was the order he gave several days ago, and it had a great effect.

"Whoosh...!"

When they arrived, all the senior officials had gathered here.

Eight ancestors including Zhou Heng, Miao Jingjing, dozens of elders, and some outstanding genius disciples all gathered in front of a brand new attic.

Ning Tao glanced at it, and his eyes suddenly lit up. The two-story pavilion in front of him was majestic, simple and elegant, which made people feel secretly happy. Even if he was close, he could smell some fragrance.

"Let's meet the leader!"

Dozens of people quickly shouted respectfully in unison.

Ning Tao lifted them up with a wave of his hand and said with a smile: "Yes, although the time is a bit rushed, it has already met my requirements."

Several elders in charge were overjoyed when they heard this.

But Zhou Heng said in confusion: "Boy, why did you let people build such a pavilion? Could it be that you are tired of living in caves and want to change your taste?"

The other ancestors all looked puzzled. They couldn't figure out what Ning Tao was doing with such a house. They thought it was impossible for him to live in it by himself.

Ning Tao smiled and took out a nine-foot stone tablet from the ring. He didn't know what material it was made of, but he knew it was very hard.

As soon as Bai Luo came out, the pure Yang fire condensed on the tip of the spear.

I saw that he used his gun as his ghostwriter, and wrote the five characters "dragon and phoenix" in a "swipe" manner. It contained divine power, and every stroke was like an iron horse.

"Hong... Meng... Zang... Sutra... Pavilion!"

Everyone's pupils shrank, as if they thought of something.

Upon seeing this, the ancestors of Huashan and other four sects suddenly turned gloomy and felt heavy. Could it be that Ning Tao planned to gather all the eight sects' secrets together?

With a wave of his hand, the bronze door slowly opened, revealing an empty room inside, but with the fragrance of sandalwood emanating from it.

The pavilion has two floors. The lower part is spacious and the upper part is grand. Once you enter, there seems to be a kind of magic that can make everyone calm down.

No one spoke, Qingcheng Patriarch and the other four people were simmering with anger. The secrets of their sect were the life essence of their ancestors, and they were also the foundation and pillar of the sect. Even when Zhou Heng was the leader of the alliance, they did not dare to be so arbitrary.

Is this Ning Tao planning to take action against them?

The ancestor of Huashan flashed his eyes and blurted out: "Leader, I wonder if you built this Sutra Pavilion... do you intend to put all the secrets of our eight sects here?"

Not hearing the harsh words, Ning Tao smiled and said: "Yes, the eight sects are too scattered now. I plan to give the disciples more choices and means."

When these words are spoken, it is no less than placing a bomb in everyone's heart.

But the ancestors of the four major sects sneered in their hearts, directly understanding that Ning Tao was going to start rectifying them, starting from their foundation, and then exploiting them layer by layer.

Zhou Heng and others frowned, but they all chose to believe Ning Tao.

But the Patriarch of Huashan sneered and said: "I'm sorry, I don't want this Sutra Pavilion. It's too luxurious to put our few secret books in such a big room, so let's forget it."
Chapter completed!