Rong Jian was helpless because he was not trusted. Except for omitting Fu's important role, everything he said was really true!
In other words, this process is somewhat bizarre, and the luck is so unbelievable.
For a monk to practice, besides talent and constant practice, there is another crucial point, that is luck.
If you are lucky, you will have many opportunities to explore the secrets, and your cultivation speed will naturally increase; if you are unlucky, you will encounter unavoidable natural disasters and man-made disasters, and you will lose your life.
This is not just simple good luck for Rong Jian, right?
A technique that can allow people without spiritual roots to enter the door of cultivation; a beast blood pool that is rich in energy and can cause a rapid increase in cultivation for a period of time, without any sequelae; a martial art given by a fifth-level Xunfeng Winged Tiger... may also be a sixth-level one.
After looking his son up and down, Rong Lin really couldn't see what was so special about him that he could be so favored by God.
"You're not lying?" Rong Lin couldn't help but ask.
Rong Jian shook his head, his expression serious: "Father, I didn't."
Okay... Rong Lin took a breath, sighed, and his frown relaxed slightly.
"Never mind. No one can truly explain the fate of a person. Now that we have this opportunity, we must seize it and not slack off in our cultivation."
Rong Jian responded.
Even if Rong Lin hadn't said this, he would never dare to relax. The person in front of him was not a disciple of the same clan, the younger generation of the four cities, but Yu Bie Liu, the genius of this great clan.
"...There's one more thing. I was planning to tell you after the competition, but then this happened." Rong Lin raised his hand and pointed to the chair next to him. "Sit down and tell me."
Rong Jian was confused for a moment, having no idea what Rong Lin wanted to tell him, so he had to sit down as he was told.
But Rong Lin lowered his eyes and looked at the empty table in silence, with a gleam of nostalgia in his eyes.
"Jane, how much do you know about your mother?"
Mother? Rong Jian was a little confused, then realized that this was probably what Rong Lin wanted to tell him.
But... could it be that what others say is not true? Is there something hidden behind the scenes?
"I heard from others that my mother had a difficult labor when she gave birth to me... and passed away."
Rong Lin was silent for a moment, then continued, "What about your elder brother?"
"That same year, my eldest brother met with misfortune while away from home and was murdered by his enemies..."
Rong Jian's eyes moved, and he suddenly understood what Rong Lin was going to say.
What he said were all rumors from outsiders. Everyone said so, so he, who had never experienced it, naturally believed it.
Now it seems that perhaps... there was another reason for the death of his mother and elder brother? Or perhaps, they were not dead?
Rong Jian suddenly raised his eyes, his expression shocked: "Father, mother, are they..."
Is he not dead? Rong Jian wanted to ask, but was afraid of getting an answer he didn't want to hear.
Pointing at the table, Rong Lin sighed, "You're right. They're still alive and well."
Is this...really?
Rong Jian subconsciously didn't dare to write the letter.
From childhood to adulthood, I always thought that my father was my only direct relative. I also envied other children who had gentle mothers and friends to play with.
Now my father said that his mother and brother are still alive? He has a complete family like everyone else?
The thoughts in my mind suddenly became a mess, and after the shock, there was a burst of surprise.
Rong Jian looked at Rong Lin and asked anxiously, "Where are father and mother now?"
But the only response he got was silence.
"Father?" Rong Jian asked doubtfully.
This shout seemed to finally bring back Rong Lin's wandering thoughts. A wry smile appeared on his face and he began to explain.
"These things have to start from twenty years ago... I'm sure you've heard that the alliance between the Rong and Yu families was initiated by you and Yu Bie Liu's mother."
Rong Lin knocked on the table again and again, slowing down his voice.
"Your mother's name is Mu Yingzhi. She and You Han, Yu Bie Liu's mother, came to the Four Cities as independent cultivators twenty years ago and formed a mercenary group. It took them about a year to make a name for themselves in the Four Cities."
"At that time, Yu Long and I often led fellow disciples out for training. One time, we happened to see them being besieged by enemies, so we stepped forward to rescue them. That's how we met."
After a pause, Rong Lin continued,
"Later, as they got to know each other better, different feelings slowly began to arise. Yu Long and You Han were the first to break the silence and announced their relationship in front of everyone. Your mother and I followed suit and did the same thing."
"The wedding took place on the same day, and the two sisters married together. However... You Han's identity as a casual cultivator is true, but your mother, Mu Yingzhi, is not."
As soon as Rong Lin finished speaking, many stories that the lady from a wealthy family and the poor boy had to tell emerged in Rong Jian's mind... Feeling embarrassed, Rong Jian dispelled the unreliable thoughts in his mind and continued to listen.
"The Mu family is one of the five major families. It has the same status and strength as the seven major sects. Your mother, Mu Yingzhi, is the second daughter of the direct lineage."
"I thought the same thing as you did at the time. I thought the person from the Mu family didn't agree with the marriage and wanted to stop it... But, he brought a gift of congratulations, left a message saying the Mu family's doors are always open to your mother, and then left in a hurry."
Rong Jian was slightly stunned. He really thought that this was the story his father was going to tell... As expected, reality was different from the story.
"Later..." Rong Lin chuckled, "Life after marriage wasn't as wonderful as I imagined."
"Your mother is a restless person. She doesn't want to stay at home like other women, taking care of her father and children. Instead, she continues to maintain her mercenary group and travels all day long."
"At that time, some matters of the Rong family had been handed over to me. I became busy and didn't have much time to accompany her. Day after day, a rift began to arise."
Rong Jian pursed his lips, not knowing what to say. It was not his place as a son to interfere in matters between his parents.
"Perhaps the Mu family anticipated this outcome, which is why they left that message." Rong Lin's expression was calm. "The initial enthusiasm has faded, and with two people with different perspectives coming together, problems are bound to arise sooner or later."
"When you were born, your mother took your eldest brother back to the Mu family. The separation between her and me... was peaceful, the result of our discussion."
"Jian'er, your father tells you this because I think you have the right to know the truth of the matter. Also... if you encounter any problems that cannot be solved in the future, you can go to the Mu family. Your mother will probably not sit idly by." Rong Lin chuckled, and there was no sadness or regret in his expression, only calmness.
The story is not too dramatic, and the beautiful imagination is ultimately destroyed by reality.
Rong Jian nodded: "I understand, father."
"Go ahead if you understand." Rong Lin waved his hand. "Soon, the Yantian Sect will come here to recruit disciples. Go and join us! Remember, only by going beyond the Four Cities can you realize how vast the world is and how endless the path of cultivation is."
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