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Chapter 129 Not Hope, But Endless Destruction

Si Niannian didn't know what kind of mood she was now, and her heartbeat began to be beating irregularly.

She thought she was a fatherless orphan. In the past, she was grateful for her master's raising, and later she was satisfied with the pity of her relatives and the pampering of her brother Su.

But whenever she goes to and from school, she still envies the children who are held hands by her parents.

Dad and Mom, these two words are both familiar and unfamiliar to her.

"Then where is my mother now?" Si Niannian asked in tears.

"She..." Old Master Si sighed again, and tears flashed in his eyes, "She was taken away by those who killed your father."

Si Xinghe raised his hand to wipe off the tears from Si Niannian's cheek, "Last uncle has been paying attention to the whereabouts of those people over the years, but they are too mysterious. Moreover, the sister-in-law only said that her mother's clan was very mysterious and powerful, but she didn't say where her mother's family was and what she did, so it was very difficult to investigate. I only know that it should not belong to the supernatural world."

"Don't belong to the supernatural realm?" Si Niannian turned his head, "Did Uncle San refer to the cultivation realm?"

Everyone was surprised.

"Xiao Niannian knows the realm of cultivation?" asked Mrs. Si.

"Well, our ancestor of Tianqing Temple comes from the world of cultivation. It was only when the end of the world broke out and then lived in seclusion at Phoenix Mountain. Therefore, the disciples of Tianqing Temple have never practiced superpowers in history, but they know how to cultivate."

Si Xinghe and others understood that this was the reason why their little princess knew formations, knew herbs, and refined medicines at a young age.

They all practice from warriors, then stimulate their superpowers, and then work hard to advance their superpowers to the innate realm, and then enter the stage of cultivation. However, the people of Tianqing Temple practice qi from the beginning, which is naturally different.

"Does Xiao Niannian know that there are higher planes to cultivate the truth?" asked Mr. Si.

Si Niannian nodded, "I know that the historical scripture left by the ancestors said that in the turmoil of the immortal world, the Earth Lord and the Alchemy God sealed the passage between the cultivation world and the immortal world in order to maintain peace in the human world. Since then, the spiritual energy in the human world has gradually decreased, and no one can open the seal again."

"Yeah." Old Master Si sighed, "And the Xuanwu Lantern is the treasure that can open the seal. Xuanwu Ming, the seal is opened, and the immortal world is going. These nine words are simply a nightmare for the entire superpower world and the cultivation world. For these nine words, many people have paid a heavy price, but people cannot avoid greed. After working hard for many years, they naturally want to taste the taste of ascension to become an immortal."

Mr. Si laughed at himself, "I also fantasized when I was young, but later I learned that the Xuanwu Lantern brings people not hope, but endless destruction."

"So, the one who killed my father, took my mother away, and seriously injured the people lying here must be people from the cultivation world, and the cultivation level is very high, and even those who are about to overcome the tribulation and ascend. Is that true?"

Although Si Niannian still had tears on her face, her thoughts were very clear. She looked at Si Xinghe and said, "Uncle San, can I go to find my mother as long as I practice hard?"

Si Xinghe reached out and hugged her from Mr. Si, letting her head rest on his heart, and gently stroked the back of her head with his big hand.

"Uncle San promised that he would definitely help you find your mother, and would not let others hurt you. Uncle San did what he said."
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