Chapter 132 Internal History

The night was gloomy, and the misty night rain was falling on the mountain road. The lights were still on in Li Jingtian's side yard, and she was writing with a pen at her desk. The cloth piled up at hand recorded the news she had asked the elders in the village during the day. She paused slightly. , counting the time.

"According to the elders of the Chen family, my eldest father left home when he was thirty years old, and when he returned twenty-eight years later, he was already dead... If we calculate it this way, in twenty-eight years my eldest father has gone from being a mortal to building a foundation... ... He is really talented, even Ji's father in the sect spent thirty years, and my eldest father, who was born as a casual cultivator, can reach this point so quickly."

Li Jingtian wrote down the time on the paper, frowned and felt something was wrong, and thought to himself:

"If that's the case, why did my father say that he didn't start practicing until he was fourteen? If you think about it this way, wouldn't it mean that he became Xuan Jing in just a few months... I must have remembered it wrong."

Facing the cloth in front of her, Li Jingtian always felt that the history of decades ago was obscured in front of her. It was clear that not much time had passed, but most of the details had been wiped clean. Her eldest father, Li Mutian, did not leave the mountain for decades during his lifetime. , leaving her unable to write.

"It's so strange..."

Li Jingtian lowered his head slightly, then heard a gentle knock on the door. He quickly turned the cloth in front of him upside down and covered it with a wooden box, and then said softly:

"who?!"

"it's me."

Li Tongya rolled up his sleeves and stepped into the yard. The misty night rain couldn't touch him at all. He stood in front of the house with his hands behind his back, looking dry and somewhat sad.

"Ah, second uncle, please come in quickly!"

Li Jingtian was startled and quickly stood up to greet her. Li Tongya waved his hand and pushed her back with gentle force. He entered the room and sat at the table. He picked up the wooden slip burned on the side and read it. He nodded and said:

"Well done."

Li Jingtian listened respectfully with his eyebrows lowered, and then saw Li Tongya whispering:

"I came to you this time for an important matter."

"Clan history often involves confidential matters. I want to divide it into two volumes. One volume is called Internal History and is hidden in the ancestral hall so that ordinary people cannot see it. The other volume is called Clan History and can be recorded as usual."

"I said, you take note."

Li Jingtian nodded obediently, picked up the pen, and saw Li Tongya reading quietly, one person reading and the other writing.

As time continued to pass, Li Jingtian's expressions changed one after another, and her heart was shocked. Although she did not understand many of the words that were introduced, she was shocked by the conspiracy of several Zifu monks that was vaguely revealed, and her hands and feet were trembling. , finally heard Li Tongya say:

"...Jing Jing practiced diligently and finally became the foundation of Taoism. He was so wonderful that he condensed his sword intention and called it 'Yue Que'. He was defeated by Chi Moxiu Yun and shocked all the sects. When Qingchi Zifu saw it, he said: 'It's OK', so he Send it to the giant dragon in southern Xinjiang, refine it into a pill, and take it with the monster dragon."

Based on his own inference, Li Tongya roughly restored what happened, which was almost consistent with the truth. However, Li Jingtian's words softened, and he raised his head blankly, with a look of shock and fear, and murmured:

"Refining a pill?! Father Ji...this...this!"

Li Tongya looked at her with his mouth closed. After she wiped her tears and calmed down her emotions, he whispered after a while:

"That's the thing. When you look at how to write a family history based on the internal history, you must cover up the unreasonable things and do not expose the details of the internal history, such as the reception and guidance. The speed of cultivation should also be adjusted as reasonably as possible. some."

"Write it carefully, check it carefully, and don't leave any flaws. Jing'er's story must also be written so that it goes deep into southern Xinjiang, so as not to arouse people's suspicion."

"yes!"

Li Jingtian responded with a stern voice, feeling sad in his heart. Li Tongya then stood up and ordered:

"First write a letter and send it to me. Don't go out and walk around these days. There is no need to tell others about Jing'er."

So he left the yard and rode the wind. Li Jingtian bowed respectfully and waited for a while. The only sound in the yard was the whistling wind. Then he looked up at the dark clouds in the sky, wiped the corners of his eyes and returned to the yard.

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Lu Sisi returned to Huaqian Mountain, only to see a bustling festival at the foot of the mountain. A banquet was held at the end of the village, bursts of festive music could be heard in his ears, and he and his brother's children and grandchildren lined up in long lines. Eat and drink freely at the banquet.

He didn't have much time left and had to seek a way out for the Lu family. The children and grandchildren below were still drinking and singing. Seeing this scene, Lu Sisi suddenly felt tight in the chest and short of breath. When he landed at the foot of the mountain, he saw that his family's Qi training monk Lu Yuan Lu Zheng had a beautiful girl in his hands, covered with golden clothes, her face was full of lust, and under her feet was a man covered in blood, who was holding a cup and singing loudly.

Lu Sisi fell into the crowd, and the music on the field suddenly stopped. Everyone looked up at him and lowered their heads in disappointment. Lu Yuanlu glanced at him, kicked the servant away from his feet, and said loudly:

"It's a coincidence that our ancestors are back, why don't you have a few drinks with us?"

Seeing his disrespectful look, Lu Sisi was not angry, but said nothing. His heart was filled with sadness, and he mourned secretly:

"This child is born impulsive and arrogant. I don't have a few more years to live. The family will have to rely on this child in the future. If I offend him at this time, he will inevitably hold a grudge. I'm afraid he will be punished after my death. It's ugly. Very well, you still have to follow him at this time."

So he forced a smile, squeezed out a smile on his old face, and whispered:

"It's good to drink, it's good to drink!"

Lu Yuanlu laughed when he saw his appearance, and the music at the banquet suddenly started playing happily. Lu Sisi fell down on his seat, looking at the people laughing and laughing in front of him, his heart felt empty and painful, and he gritted his teeth and secretly said :

"Singing, drinking, how many good lives do you still have to live? It's just that when I was young, I was addicted to seclusion and practice, and never restrained myself. I always felt that I was in sight of building a foundation, so I couldn't waste time. Instead, I cultivated you people like this You look so stupid!"

After waving his hand and pushing away the people who were pushing towards him with wine glasses, Lu Sisi raised his head and stared at the sky for a while, then murmured:

"Who is this?"

The music floated for a while, and three streaks of light flew from the sky and stopped on Huaqian Mountain. Everyone immediately looked up blankly and heard a loud and cold sound coming down.

"Lu Sisi, come out and answer!"

Lu Sisi suddenly woke up, rode the wind, and looked towards the three people in the sky. He saw a young man in brocade clothes in the middle, with his eyes closed and silent. Two figures, one tall and one fat, stood behind him on both sides, both of them staring. Look him over.

"It turns out that it's Mr. Yu who's driving! The old man is too far away to welcome you! He's too far away to welcome you!"

"You are that Lu Sisi!"

Lu Sisi was horrified, and immediately put on a flattering smile, bowed and invited the three of them to stay on the mountain, but Mr. Yu in the middle glanced at him in disgust and said slowly:

"My Yu family is newly attached to Qingchi. I have never met any of my neighbors in the past. Now that my Yu family's disciples have entered the mountain gate of Qingchi Zongyuan Wufeng and have a foundation in the sect, my father thought that I would meet you all. I can give you a reward." Face!”

"I...I...well, I admire the grace of the Jisi family so much. If the Yu family has orders, Sisi...me."

Lu Sisi was horrified and started to please him, but was interrupted by Young Master Yu's wave. He rolled his eyes at him, shook his head impatiently, and said softly:

"From now on, my Yu family has the final say on Wangyue Lake! I have been to all the families around Wangyue Lake, and they are all headed by my Yu family. What do the Lu family think?"

"Don't dare! Don't dare! The Lu family is also headed by the Yu family and we don't dare to have second thoughts."

Lu Sitian smiled happily for a while and flattered him to the sky. The expression on Mr. Yu's face finally relaxed a bit and showed a bit of amusement. The two people behind him no longer glared at him. Instead, he sneered quietly.

"good!"

Mr. Yu laughed, changed the subject, and said coldly:

"The Lu family is so knowledgeable, so this offering is naturally indispensable. I know that your Lu family still has some affection for you on Yuehu Peak, and I will not touch you. How much your Lu family pays to the Qingchi Sect every five years as an offering, according to the Just hand over the same copy to my Yu family."

After a pause, Young Master Yu lowered his head, looked at the pale Lu Sisi with squinted eyes, and said with a smile:

"It won't be a problem!"