Sword Immortal, she convinces people with reason

This is not the first time Lin Yige has seen Wen Zongyi trace his bloodline.

She clearly remembered that Wen Zongyi used this method to identify the direction in the phantom array.

After the blood drop that was used as an introduction was split into two, half of it dissipated directly.

Asked afterwards, Wen Zongyi said that his biological father had passed away, so half of his blood could not be traced.

However, after the blood bead was split into two just now, it did not dissipate.

In other words, Wen Zongyi's deceased biological father was still alive and well, but he did not know what method was used to block the method of tracing the origin of blood.

Lin Yige saw that he was staring into the distance without any reaction, so he deliberately teased: "You are blessed, Lao Wen. Your father has been buried in the earth for more than 500 years, and today he died and came back to life. It is a great joy!"

Because of the technique of tracing the origin of blood, Wen Zongyi never questioned the statement that "the biological father is deceased".

Now that he suddenly learned that his biological father was still alive, he was a little confused.

An idea popped up uncontrollably in my heart: Compared with her biological father who didn't care about her, Wen Mengyue's biological mother didn't seem too bad, at least she brought herself back to the Wen family.

Hearing Lin Yige's irony, Wen Zongyi came back to his senses. When he realized that his thoughts were ridiculous, most of the complicated emotions dissipated.

He laughed at himself, looked up at Lin Yige feebly, and said, "You call this a blessing?"

Lin Yige softened his tone, and explained, "He didn't give birth to you, nor taught you to protect you, so he deserves to upset you? He pretended to be dead without paying attention to you for 500 years. It's not a good thing to come out."

Wen Zongyi sighed, shook his head and explained: "I'm not worried about the person I've never met, but I just feel that Wen Mengyue treated me like that at the beginning, maybe there is a last resort."

Lin Yige opened his eyes wide, and vaguely saw the golden light emanating from the Tathagata's golden body in the main hall of Kongjue Temple from Wen Zongyi's body.

Thinking about Wen Zongyi's injury, Lin Yige restrained the idea of ​​giving him two punches to wake him up, and said with concern: "Are you okay? If you have a problem, you can kill you? Are you hurt?"

"I'm fine, and I'm not trying to excuse her, it's just..." Wen Zongyi wanted to explain, but he didn't know where to start, so he sighed and said, "Don't worry, she harmed her siblings and almost ruined the whole Wen Zongyi." Shi, and took Caiwei away, I remember all of this."

Lin Yige breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and thought that Wen Zongyi's son Zhong Shu possessed him, and planned to repay the hatred with virtue and influence the enemy!
Thinking that Caiwei was not out of danger, she immediately urged: "Then don't fret, tell me her location quickly. If your cheap father is in the Mahayana period, Caiwei's situation will be bad!"

Wen Zongyi didn't hold back, and said directly: "Just now I used the technique of tracing the origin of the blood. Two drops of blood were drawn across the outer mountains and westward to the cave sky of Funiu Mountain. They dissipated when they encountered a large formation protecting the mountain."

The place where Xueyin dissipated was undoubtedly where the two of them were.

"Funiu Mountain Cave Sky...is that where Tingfeng Pavilion is located?"

Lin Yige said while staring at Wen Zongyi's face, recalling the faces of the Mahayana monks in Tingfeng Pavilion.

Helpless, she really couldn't remember the looks of the elders, let alone tell who Wen Zong Yi Xiao resembled among them.

Wen Zongyi was aware of Lin Yige's gaze, and he took out a jade slip and threw it to her, saying, "That person should be a cultivator from Tingfeng Pavilion, but in all likelihood, he is not the Supreme Elder. If you don't believe me, take a look."

Lin Yige took the jade slips and penetrated with his spiritual sense. It turned out to be a picture album that included most of the Mahayana monks in the mountains and seas.

With just one glance, she understood why Wen Zongyi was so sure - the Supreme Elder of Tingfeng Pavilion could barely be called good-looking.

"I believe it." Lin Yige threw the jade slip back to Wen Zongyi, and analyzed in hindsight, "If he is the Supreme Elder, he can cooperate with Wen Mengyue and devour the Wen family."

Wen Zongyi held the jade slips, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and secretly decided to use the face Wen Mengyue gave him to give her as much pleasure as possible.

Lin Yige patted Geng Xinjian, and said to Wen Zongyi: "You wait, I'll bring Caiwei back."

After finishing speaking, he prepared to go to Funiu Mountain with Yujian.

"Wait a minute, I'll go with you!"

After the words fell, the soft sword straightened with a "Zheng", and floated to Wen Zongyi's feet.

Lin Yige saw that his sword control was not as stable as usual, so he dissuaded him: "You should stay in the Wen family to recuperate well, and rectify the situation by the way, or directly ask my second senior brother to come and deal with Chong Xuanzi in the Fengtian Pagoda."

Wen Zongyi lowered his head and stepped on the soft sword, stabilized his body and said: "Caiwei suffered such a catastrophe, all because I failed to understand the matter early and eliminate hidden dangers, how can I recover from my injuries?"

Because of his negligence, Caiwei was almost forced to marry into the Yuzhou Wu family.

That marriage was arranged by Wen Mengyue in his absence.

Coincidentally, Wu Zhongling, the current young master of the Wu Clan in Yuzhou, is a disciple of Tingfeng Pavilion.

Ruowen Mengyue disregards Caiwei's wishes and brings up the old matter again...

Wen Zongyi didn't dare to think deeply.

At this point, he just wanted to rescue his niece from Wen Mengyue as soon as possible.

Lin Yige was very inexplicable: "You can't be blamed for this matter. After all, who would use blood essence to trace the source of blood when they have nothing to do?"

"It has been six hundred and one years, three months and seven days since I have performed the art of tracing the origin of blood. When I first learned that Wen Mengyue was involved with Chong Xuanzi, I should have been more suspicious after receiving your news. , perform another surgery to confirm."

Lin Yige wanted to persuade her again, but Wen Zongyi interrupted her: "Either you save your apprentice, I save my niece, we each save our own, or I wait for you to leave before I go."

Seeing this, Lin Yige had no choice but to let him go.

Thinking about it, he still wanted to reunite with the third senior sister, so he shouldn't force himself too much.

Before setting off, Lin Yige inadvertently asked about the time when there were odds and ends, which made people pay special attention: "[-] years, three months and seven days, do you remember so clearly?"

A look of nostalgia appeared in Wen Zongyi's eyes, and he continued, "At that time, I was trapped in the tomb of Jiuyuan. I used this technique to guide the direction and find the way out. I didn't find the way out, but I met Wu Lan. She Protected me and led me out of the Jiuyuan tomb. She has rescued too many people, and she probably has forgotten it. But I remember that day when she..."

Really curious to kill the cat.

Lin Yige couldn't stop regretting, and he clenched his fist to interrupt his endless memories: "Okay, I'm just asking casually."

Wen Zongyi caught a glimpse of his old friend's fist, and resigned himself angrily, without saying a word all the way.

……

The moment Wen Mengyue pressed her back, Wen Caiwei slightly hooked her fingertips, and quietly put away the seal of the Patriarch, her eyes flicked across the faces of the elders with different expressions.

In the next moment, the spiritual power in the body froze.

"Caiwei, you are the only blood of my grandmother! You are obedient, and my grandmother will never harm you."

Wen Caiwei squinted her eyes when she heard the sound transmission in her ears, and nodded slightly in response.

One of Wen Mengyue's advantages: aesthetics is not slippery. hhh