When Madam Murong saw the white jade, her eyes became red again. "It's Feng'er's, it's Feng'er's, child. This piece of white jade was left to you by your mother, right?" She knew that Feng Qing was her granddaughter.
"Yeah." Feng Qing nodded, feeling the resentful gaze from Murong Yi, a slight curve appeared at the corner of her lips. Murong Yi withdrew his gaze depressedly. Forget it, Feng Qing is his sister after all. She had lied to him before that the white jade was not with her, so she must not have trusted him yet. Anyone who suddenly has a brother would be wary.
"Feng Qing, your blood is now dripping on the white jade." Murong Xiao suppressed the excitement in his heart. As long as the blood of the Murong family drips on the white jade, the white jade will emit a fiery red light.
"Hmm." Feng Qing's fingers lightly slid across her fingertips, and a drop of bright red blood overflowed from her fingertips and dripped onto the white jade in her hand. It was quickly absorbed by the white jade. The white jade slowly emitted a red light, which became more and more dazzling.
"Yes, it's the bloodline of our Murong family."
"Sister Feng Qing is indeed my sister."
"We finally found Feng'er's child." Everyone was excited.
Old Madam Murong walked up to Feng Qing, hugged her and cried, "Child, you have suffered a lot these years, you should stay here from now on, your grandma and grandpa, your uncle, aunt, and brother will all treat you well." She had finally found Feng'er's child, how could she bear to let her suffer in the outside world again.
"Grandma! I still have some unfinished business in the outside world. I will come back to see you often in the future." Now that she knew her life experience, she wanted to investigate what happened back then. How could her mother become an educated youth who went to the countryside and married Feng Yusheng? Who is her biological father?
"If it's not an important matter, you can ask your brothers to help you do it." Old Madam Murong was reluctant to let Feng Qing leave, and she had finally found her back. She hoped that Feng Qing could stay with her forever.
"Yes, we can help." Murong Yi nodded.
"Yeah." Murong Jing and Murong Ling also nodded in agreement. They also had a good impression of the younger sister who had just returned.
"And I can help too." Murong Yue pointed at herself.
Feng Qing smiled faintly at the few people, "No need, Grandma, I like to do things myself." And she couldn't abandon Lu Xuanye, he was the person she liked.
"You, child, are just as stubborn as your mother." Madam Murong smiled dotingly and helplessly, took out a storage bag and put it in Feng Qing's hand, "This is a gift from your grandpa and grandma. You can't refuse it."
"Thank you, Grandpa! Grandma!" Feng Qing nodded and accepted the storage bag.
Murong Xiao glanced at his wife.
Yang Junjun nodded, walked to Feng Qing, took out a storage bag and handed it to Feng Qing, "Feng Qing, this is a little gift from your uncle and aunt."
"Thank you, uncle! Aunt!" Feng Qing smiled at Yang Junjun and Murong Xiao.
"This is for my elder brother." Murong Jing also handed the gift he had prepared to Feng Qing.
Murong Yi, Murong Ling, and Murong Yue also took out gifts for Feng Qing.
Soon, Feng Qing's hands were filled with storage bags.
"Qingqing, who taught you to practice?" Murong Yi has always been curious about this question. Logically speaking, Feng Qing lived in the countryside, and Feng Yusheng and Wang Guixiang treated her like that, so how could she become a cultivator?
Everyone was also very curious about this.
Feng Qing thought for a moment and said, "Once I went to the mountains to collect herbs and met an injured woman. She taught me." She couldn't say that she had changed her mind, right?
"So that's how it is." Everyone suddenly realized.
"Qingqing, what is your spiritual root?" Murong Jing asked.
"Wood spiritual roots." Feng Qing did not tell everyone that she had chaos spiritual roots. Chaos spiritual roots are extremely rare in the world of cultivation and are the dream of countless cultivators. It's not that she doesn't trust the Murong family, but because too many people covet this kind of spiritual root. Once it gets out, not only will she be in danger, but it will also bring disaster to the Murong family.
"Same as Feng'er." Old Madam Murong smiled and patted Feng Qing's hand, her eyes full of love and joy as she looked at her.
"Qingqing, if you are not in a hurry to leave, you can go to Lingtan to practice for a while." Old Master Murong said. Qingqing’s current cultivation level is very low. Going to Lingtan to practice can improve her cultivation level. That way they can feel more at ease when she goes to the outside world.
There are also cultivators in the outside world. Although their cultivation cannot be compared with that of the cultivators in the Kunlun Realm, they can still be dangerous.
"Okay! Thank you, Grandpa!" Feng Qing naturally also wanted to improve her cultivation, and she would certainly not miss this opportunity.
"Let Yue'er accompany you tomorrow." Old Madam Murong said with a smile.
Murong Yue nodded happily, ran to Feng Qing and took her arm, "Sister! I'll go with you tomorrow."
"Okay." Feng Qing smiled faintly at Murong Yue. It’s not bad to have a sister!
At the same time, in a luxurious courtyard, a middle-aged man with a gloomy face said, "You said that the Murong family found Murong Feng's child?"
"Yes, master!" the subordinate replied tremblingly.
"Waste!" The middle-aged man slammed the table angrily, and the table turned to ashes in an instant.
His eyes were full of sinisterness and flashing with a fierce and terrifying light, "Murong Feng, you treated me like that back then, I will not let go of your child with that wild man." He and Murong Feng were engaged back then, but Murong Feng fell in love with a man of unknown origin and eloped with that man.
He has been looking for the whereabouts of Murong Feng and that wild man over the years. A few days ago, he heard that the Murong family had found Murong Feng's whereabouts, so he immediately sent people to investigate and found out that Feng Qing was the child of Murong Feng and that wild man.
He sent people to capture Feng Qing, but the useless guy he sent actually failed.
"Go and call the young master over." the middle-aged man ordered.
"Yes!" The men quickly retreated.
After a moment, a charming man in red walked in, "Father!"
"I'll give you a task." The middle-aged man waved to the young man and asked him to come closer.
"Sister, this is Lingtan, let's go in." Murong Yue pulled Feng Qian and walked towards Lingtan. Lingtan is the Murong family’s holy place for cultivation. They come here to practice every month.
Feng Qing hadn't felt such rich spiritual energy for a long time, and a smile appeared on her red lips. As expected of the Murong family, they actually have such a holy place for cultivation with rich spiritual energy.
"Sister, let's practice here. If we go in again, our bodies will be blown up by the spiritual energy." Murong Yue stopped. One time she was naughty and sneaked into the depths of Lingtan. If her eldest brother had not discovered her early, she would have almost died.
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