Chapter 472
The leader raised his hand and gently stroked the little girl's head, and asked softly, "Then do you know your origins?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the attention of the elders in the hall and Yun Jin, who was originally standing quietly below, were attracted.
The elders were naturally curious about Yunmian's origins. After all, rumors were spreading outside that Yunmian was pregnant with an immortal seed and was accompanied by spirit beasts and demons. Every message or legend could lead to countless speculations about her life experience.
As for Yun Jin, although she could hear the conversation between Yun Mian and the system, she really didn't know why Yun Mian appeared in the hands of her master Lin Chenfeng and was later given to her by her master.
It seemed as if from the very beginning, the master and the sect leader knew that the tiny cotton seed could help her overcome her emotional calamity.
At this time, the sect leader asked Yunmian, and everyone below listened attentively, wanting to get a glimpse of Yunmian's true origins.
However, the boy was stunned for a moment, then answered without hesitation: "Of course I was born after my mother carried me for ten months!"
She is not Sun Wukong, so she can't have popped out from a crack in a rock, right?
metropolitan:"……"
Elders and deacons: "..."
Although they knew it was impossible, everyone subconsciously looked at Yun Jin who was pregnant for ten months the moment they heard it.
Sensing everyone's gazes looking at him, Yun Jin was silent for a moment. He listened to Yun Kong quietly correcting the "common sense" that it was impossible for the Yunmian human race to produce a seed, and he actually felt a slight pain between his eyebrows.
Listening to Yun Kong's words, Yun Mian pursed her lips and looked at this uncle who was talking about something irrelevant with a bit of resentment: "Uncle Sect Leader, if my mother couldn't give birth to me, then who stole me out?"
This time it was the clan leader's turn to remain silent.
He thought of the time when he and Lin Chenfeng were young and frivolous and traveled together, as well as that unforgettable experience. He was speechless for a moment, coughed unnaturally, and explained: "It wasn't stolen, it was just a coincidence..."
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall knew that Yunmian was indeed stolen by this master.
For a moment, even Yun Jin raised his eyes and frowned at the sect leader.
The clan leader endured the condemning gazes in every sense of the word, withdrew his hand from the little guy's head, and tried to remain calm.
"I have gathered you and everyone here today to explain this matter one by one."
Yun Mian tilted her head slightly, waiting quietly for him to organize his words from his memories and slowly tell her what happened that year.
Back then, the sect master and Lin Chenfeng were both famous geniuses in the Tianyan Continent. They became acquainted with each other through a fight, and later traveled the continent together, but accidentally broke into another world halfway.
There are no living creatures there, it's like a completely dead continent.
After investigation, Lin Chenfeng believed that it was a low-level world that had not even had time to give birth to life, and it was a low-level world that had dried up and died.
The two of them walked for a long time in that world without spiritual energy and life. They did not walk together, but agreed to leave in opposite directions. They believed that this accident might contain another opportunity, and even if not, they might be able to gain some insights and breakthroughs in this inferior world of death.
Later, the sect master successfully broke through in that world. Even without the existence of spiritual energy, he could sense that his soul had become more powerful.
But Lin Chenfeng came back holding a seed.
A seed that shouldn't have appeared in that dead world.
A seed that has also dried up and died.
"We have been searching for this for a long time, trying to understand why you appeared in that lifeless world, and we also want to find more beings like you. Unfortunately, even after we used our spiritual sense to search the entire small world, we still did not find another seed."
The sect master said, lowering his head, looking at the little fellow's clear, clean black and white eyes, smiling and shaking his head, and said softly: "Later, Lin Chenfeng and I brought you out as a souvenir of that trip to the other world. We discussed putting you in the sword tomb. After all, there are tombs of spiritual objects buried there, and those sword spirits are very noisy. We thought that in this way, perhaps you will no longer feel the dead silence and loneliness of that world."
Yun Mian's pupils were a little dilated. She listened carefully to the words of the sect leader. As he spoke, it seemed that there was something more in her originally scattered and broken soul memory, but she could not figure it out yet. She only vaguely felt a strange warmth.
"But we didn't expect that... you would recover little by little under the spiritual energy of the sword tomb."
The clan leader said something that shocked everyone, and then said to the equally stunned little girl in front of him, "Not only have you regained your vitality, you also domineeringly chased away the sword spirits that originally stayed near you. Perhaps they thought they were too noisy. A small seed has occupied a large area deep in the sword tomb."
Yunmian couldn't help but puff up her cheeks.
It must be slander!
I'm not such a domineering person!
I am well-behaved, sensible and polite, and my mother even gave me a red flower for being a "three good kids"!
As if he could see that she was not convinced, the Sect Master looked at Yun Jin below with a smile in his eyes and said to her: "The Sword Sect stipulates that every disciple has the opportunity to go to the Sword Tomb to draw the sword. You should remember the strange incident you encountered when you went to the Sword Tomb, right?"
When he asked this question, not only Yun Jin, but also the other elders and deacons present vaguely remembered something.
"Speaking of strange things, it seems that there really are some..."
"Yes, I seem to have encountered this when I went to the Sword Tomb. A bunch of sword spirits gathered together for some reason, and when I got close to them out of curiosity, they chased me and chopped me down!!"
"Hiss!! Now that you mention it, I remember it too! When I first walked into the depths of the sword tomb, I even heard someone complaining about my ugly appearance!!!"
"Wait! Are you saying that... the voice I heard from the sword spirits discussing who is better in appearance between me and another companion was not an illusion??!"
"So, my son ran back from the sword tomb crying, saying that there was a sword spirit being instructed by someone to stab him in the buttocks... It wasn't made up!?"
Listening to the increasingly heated discussions in the hall, Yun Mian suddenly felt a chill for some reason. She raised her hand to secretly check her accelerated heartbeat and unnoticeably moved a little behind the chair where the clan leader was sitting.
If a fight breaks out, there shouldn't be any sword energy or spiritual power that "accidentally" passes over the clan leader and lands on me, right?
The child was not sure, so he endured those scorching gazes and tried to hide behind the chair.
Yunkong, who would always fly out first when she faced danger, had already been stunned by what he heard. Now he was trying hard to convince himself that his host was still very good and obedient.
Apart from being naughty occasionally, he would smash wild fruits for kids he didn't like, kill a few people, and burn a few buildings...
The more Yunkong thought about it, the more silent he became.
Finally, he simply fell on the child's head and pretended to be dead.
Forget it, the souls are already bound together. Even if it regrets now, it cannot change the host. What else can it do but accept its fate?
I just hope these immortal masters don’t get so angry that they beat Mianmian to death.
As soon as Yunkong had this thought, Yunjin's cold voice was heard in the hall.
"Sect Master, are you saying that the thief who led a group of sword spirits to steal my natal sword repeatedly in the sword tomb was her?"
The sword of killing evil hummed angrily in Yun Jin's hand, vibrating as if it would fly over and stab Yun Mian, the little bandit leader, to death in the next second.
Yunkong: “…”
There's no hope. Just wait to die.
Yunmian secretly looked at her mother through the carvings on the chair. As she listened to her questions, a dream she had in a certain world suddenly rang in her mind.
She lay on the clouds, along with many other children, watching the humans below choose mothers for them.
In fact, she had such dreams not only in that world, but also in other worlds, she would dream of similar scenes to a greater or lesser extent.
The dreams are different, but the beginning of the dream is to choose a mother, and the end of the dream is that you have chosen the best mother.
But... now it sounds like there's a little unlucky guy who's repeatedly preventing me from choosing my mother.
"I should have thrown it away where my mother can never find it!" The child was already very angry and felt like he was empathizing with the girl.
Yunkong was silent, and then whispered to the angry kid: "Mianmian, hide well. The only person in this hall that you haven't offended before is the Sect Master."
As soon as Yun Kong finished speaking, the sect master sitting on the chair nodded to Yun Jin with a smile and said, "Yes, this little girl did cause a lot of trouble at the beginning, but she mostly drove away other disciples who entered the sword tomb, and even ignored me and Lin Chenfeng, the two people who brought her here. The only time you entered the sword tomb was when this seed seemed to have identified you, until you left the sword tomb, and she sneaked out behind you."
The sect leader then described in great detail what happened after Cotton Seed came out of the sword tomb.
From small things like taking the sword spirit that had also sneaked out to shave the sect master and elders in the middle of the night, or running to take root under the sword-testing stone and trying to grow into a small tree to push the huge sword-testing stone down from the top of the mountain, to big things like going to the Sword Sect Academy to secretly learn the shapeshifting technique, disguising oneself as a heavenly-grade elixir or a holy-level herb, and then waiting for the ignorant fools in the sect to take the bait.
But she was always successful in her lies. After secretly eating other people's real elixirs and spiritual herbs, she would write a crooked word of apology before leaving.
During that period, the sect was in chaos and there was no peace.
The sect leader and Lin Chenfeng turned a blind eye and not only did not care, they also helped to cover up a little. However, Yun Jin, whom Xiao Mianzi came out to find, had already been locked up.
Probably because she had used up all the spiritual energy stored in her body, Little Cotton Seed finally calmed down. But she refused to go back to the sword tomb. The sect leader and Lin Chenfeng tried their best to persuade her but failed. They could only watch her run to the hilltop where Yun Jin was in seclusion and let the sword spirit dig a hole to bury her.
To be honest, that scene was like planting himself on Yun Jin's grave... Several years later, Lin Chenfeng persuaded his ignorant little disciple to change his retreat environment.
"..." Yun Mian already had the intention to kill.
She felt that among all the people in the hall, the most abominable one was the uncle master who looked the most sage, to the point where she could no longer tolerate him.
It's all nonsense, nonsense, fabricated nonsense, nonsense!!!
Mom said that Mianmian is the most obedient and well-behaved child in the world, how could she do so many bad things? ?
"I'm not that bad! This uncle is so hateful. He said so many bad things in front of the kids and he still laughed! I must stuff Xiaowu's head into his mouth to make him shut up!!!" The child shrank behind his chair, but the rebuttal he made when communicating with Yunkong in his mind was clearly heard by Yunjin.
Xiaowu should be the cat?
Yun Jin completely believed what the sect leader had just said.
What a slap in the face.
Whose face is being slapped?
It turned out to be Puppy Mian’s face.
The leader is really bad. How can he share the dark history of his child in front of him? Mianmian also needs to save face!
There will be another update in the second half of the night, don’t wait, get up early and read it tomorrow morning.
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