"Li Mo is abnormally close to a demon. It is really unusual to have such cultivation and combat power at such an age. But his surname is also Li. Could it be..."

Xu Qifeng hesitated to speak, and cast his eyes on Wei Jingzhe for verification.

"Are you confused? People in that ancestral hall are not allowed to come out casually... What's more, if you are really a person of that lineage, your name will remain in the ancestral hall from the moment you are born."

Wei Jingzhe sneered: "Li Mo can't be..."

"I'm confused...I'm confused..."

Xu Qifeng breathed a sigh of relief. He was indeed too sensitive.

The Wusheng lineage is so special, how could their bloodline be spread among the mortal world!?

Precisely because of the specialness of this lineage, even the Xuantian Dao species can only be carried by the life of this lineage.

Xu Qifeng heard the three camp leaders accidentally mention that the Xuantian Taoist who lived in Bajing Palace also had the surname Li and was from the Li family ancestral hall.

In this case, how can ordinary creatures have anything to do with that ancestral hall!?

"Li Mo, no matter how arrogant you are, compared with these behemoths, you are just a thread in this tapestry."

Xu Qifeng was completely relieved, and a cold smile appeared on his downcast face.

…

It's late at night.

On the outskirts of Beijing, there is Mount Changhen.

"Lao Ji, is your father finally willing to see you?"

After Li Mo left the Ruyi Pavilion, he came here to find Master Ji.

People cannot always focus on work and career wholeheartedly.

"What are you talking about?" Master Ji rolled his eyes and said solemnly: "That is my biological father after all."

As he spoke, Master Ji picked up the green plum wine jug and poured Li Mo a glass of wine.

"Pfft..."

Li Mo just took a sip and spit it out.

"What kind of wine is this Tama? It tastes really bad."

Li Mo spat two more times, feeling bitter at the corner of his mouth.

"You really don't know what to buy... This is a fine wine that my father has collected. For the first time, I am allowed to take out a pot and serve it to you." Master Ji rolled his eyes and said.

"This wine is called [Apricot Blossom Light Rain]... It is a brewing method taught to my father by an old friend... It is indeed a bit bitter at first taste..."

"In these years, my father has only drank this kind of wine. Most people can't drink it."

"The taste of King Zhennan is really special... I can't get used to it..." Li Mo pushed the wine glass away, as if to avoid the plague, and quickly shook his head: "It's too unpleasant to drink."

"I'm not familiar with it, isn't it..."

Master Ji grinned: "This is not a bad drink. Do you know what is the worst wine in the world?"

"I don't know, it should be like this."

"My dad said...the worst wine in the world is..."

"Her wedding wine!"

"Ah!?" Li Mo was stunned for a moment.

"Hahaha... I didn't quite understand what it meant before, but now that I think about it, it really tastes bad... If one day your senior sister gets married, the wine will be really hard to swallow." Master Ji swung the glass and said.

"Bah, bah, bah...are you still thinking about my senior sister?"

Master Ji smiled and moved closer to Li Mo: "Do you know what the best wine in the world is?"

"Flower wine!?" Li Mo said subconsciously.

"Damn it...I told you that you were a sanctimonious hypocrite, but you are exactly the same as me." Master Ji snapped.

"Bah, bah, bah...who agrees with you? I'm just following your ideas..." Li Mo immediately drew a clear line.

"Old Li, I heard that Xianlou has reopened, and now the discounts are unprecedented. Do you want to go together?" Master Ji narrowed his eyes and asked seductively.

"What kind of discount?" Li Mo asked casually.

“The second one is half price!”

"Huh!?" Li Mo was stunned for a moment, and then a different kind of brilliance appeared in his eyes.

"That's really unprecedented, but let's wait for another day, I'm too busy recently."

"What are you busy with? The Yulongtai case?" Master Ji's information is not uninformed.

"Do you even know this?" Li Mo's heart moved and he suddenly asked: "Old Ji, do you know there are any special ancestral halls in the capital?"

"Ancestral hall? That's too much...how many wealthy families in the capital can establish an ancestral hall after three generations? Do the math yourself." Master Ji said calmly.

"I mean the more special kind...it just doesn't look normal and doesn't look like an ancestral hall..."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Abnormal?" Master Ji smacked his lips and thought for a moment: "There really is an ancestral hall... I paid homage to an ancestral hall when I was ten years old..."

"Have you paid homage?"

"Children of the Daqian royal family must worship that ancestral hall when they reach the age of ten... As you know about our family..." Master Ji lowered his voice.

Although the Zhennan kings are said to be kings with different surnames, when it comes to their roots, they are still the blood of Shenzong.

"That ancestral hall looks like a Taoist temple..."

As soon as these words came out, Li Mo's expression changed slightly.

"Where is that place?"

"I don't know." Master Ji shook his head: "I was still young at the time, and the whole festival was so smelly and long that I almost fell asleep. How can I still remember where I am?"

When Li Mo heard this, he couldn't help but show disappointment.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing? I've been missing my ancestors a little lately and want to find an ancestral hall to pay homage."

As he spoke, Li Mo stood up and said, "We're going back. Let's meet again another day."

"Missing your ancestors? Aren't you an orphan? Where did your ancestors come from?"

Master Ji shouted from behind, and Li Mo jumped up, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared into the long night sky.

"You really miss your ancestors, I can be your..."

Bang……

Before he could finish his words, a powerful blow hit his head, causing Master Ji to cover his head and scream.

"Damn it, which king..."

Master Ji turned around and saw the kind and kind old father.

"father……"

Master Ji covered his head and swallowed the words that came to his lips, forcing a dry smile on his face.

"If you don't speak properly, how can you behave properly?"

King Zhennan's voice was majestic and his eyes fell on the wine bottle next to him.

"What a waste of a good thing."

"Dad, my friend is not used to drinking your baby." Master Ji curled his lips.

"Not used to drinking? It's not like her at all..." King Zhennan said in a deep voice.

"Who doesn't he look like?" Master Ji asked subconsciously.

"Li...your friend just asked you about the ancestral hall?"

"Well, he said he missed his ancestors." Master Ji said casually.

"Li's Ancestral Hall!"

King Zhennan frowned slightly, looked at the direction in which Li Mo was escaping, and murmured softly.

…

It's dark, and the moon looks indifferently at the world like a fox's eyes.

The graveyard in the eastern suburbs is desolate.

Biyouju stands alone at the foot of the mountain, with only a bare thatched house next to it.

When Li Mo came back, a little phosphorus fire emerged from the grave and lay on top of the skeleton and bones, bringing some light to the chaotic night.

Such living conditions are not only unparalleled in the world, but at the very least look like the shit of a scorpion in the capital city.

"Wang Jiu, what are you doing?"

A hundred steps away, a rush of sound came from Biyou Residence.
Chapter completed!