Martial Arts Simulator in the Immortal World

Jiang Ran smacked his mouth helplessly, wanting to say something but didn't finish it.

　　I could only sigh and not continue to say anything.

　　In fact, he didn't blame Hongluan for causing trouble to the Bai family in his heart.

　　I just feel that this is a little inappropriate for the time being.

　　In this way, the Bai family may lose the ally of the red family, and it may also cause a lot of enemies.

　　"You little liar, I told you I just won't leave. "

　　"The red family must know that they already know, anyway, it is impossible for the red and white families to be enemies. "

　　Hongluan snorted coldly, and said to Jiang Ran a little scoundrel.

　　Anyway, their family would not be afraid of a family like the Chu family.

　　Under the premise that everyone's strength is about the same, Hongluan doesn't think anything will happen at all.

　　"Okay, I won't hand you over, don't worry. "

　　The corners of Jiang Ran's mouth raised slightly, he stretched out his hand and rubbed Hongluan's head, and walked outside.

　　He came back with other things, and now he couldn't help but go to Bai Zhan.

　　"Little liar..."

　　Hongluan smoothed out his scattered hair and looked at Jiang Ran's back with a smile in his eyes.

　　。。。。。。

　　After coming out of his small courtyard, Jiang Ran found Bai Zhan.

　　At this time, Bai Zhan was worshipping in the Bai family ancestral hall.

　　"Daddy. "

　　Jiang Ran called Bai Zhan, stepped forward, and also offered incense to the ancestors with a stick of incense.

　　Bai Zhan nodded and took out a piece of parchment paper from his waist pocket.

　　"This is the hint left by the ancestors. "

　　"It is rumored that the ancestors of the Bai family were afraid that the Bai family's peerless thousand refining hands would be lost. "

　　"There is a puzzle in the ancestral hall, and if you solve this puzzle, you can get the original of the Thousand Refining Hands. "

　　"The Thousand Cultivators we once cultivated were just hand-copied. "

　　Bai Zhan looked at the huge stone statue in front of him, and his eyes were also full of loneliness.

　　He is not badly talented, and he is also a top-notch person among the ancestors of the Bai family, reaching the innate realm at the age of twenty-six.

　　At the age of forty-two, he stepped into the Yunqi Realm, and he was also a first-class master in this empire.

　　But suffering from the loss of the last layer of the Thousand Refining Hand, no matter how high his talent is, he can't be improved.

　　The Bai family also fell step by step because of this, and when he was a child, he was still the leader of the Zhongpin family.

　　Now, decades have passed, and their Bai family has fallen to the bottom of the family.

　　"The Dharma is in the skin, and the real body is in the false body. "

　　Jiang Ran opened the parchment, and his expression also showed a touch of puzzlement.

　　Raising his head, he looked at the stone statue that Bai Zhan was staring at, this stone statue was the stone statue of the founder of the Bai family.

　　With a history of hundreds of years, even if a stonemason is invited to repair and maintain it every year, it still has traces of time.

　　This sentence has bothered your father for twenty years. "

　　"The entire ancestral hall was also turned upside down by me, digging three feet into the ground. "

　　"But I never found anything left by my ancestors. "

　　Bai Zhan smiled bitterly and shook his head, thinking about the last layer of his hands for this thousand cultivators back then.

　　They are all about to lose their minds, and even the temple left by their ancestors has almost been demolished.

　　The stone bricks on the ground were broken, three feet into the ground, and all the ancestors' spirit tablets were taken out, and the entire ancestral hall was found.

　　Even the wooden door outside was dismantled by Bai Zhan, wanting to see if there was anything in the cracks of the wooden door.

　　But even if the ancestral hall was demolished, Bai Zhan didn't find it.

　　In the next few years, he didn't even have a male offspring, and Bai Zhan even felt that it was a punishment given to him by his ancestors.

　　It wasn't until Jiang Ran's birth that he gave up looking for the fourth layer of the Thousand Refining Hands.

　　"Dad, maybe I guessed where the last layer of these thousand refiners is. "

　　"There should be only this one place, and I haven't been looked for by my father yet. "

　　Jiang Ran had a somewhat crazy look on his face, staring directly at the stone statue.

　　Bai Zhan is not a fool either, judging from Jiang Ran's expression and the words he said.

　　There are also things that his eyes see, and he probably guessed Jiang Ran's thoughts.

　　"That's the stone statue of the ancestor, don't mess around!"

　　"It doesn't matter if it's any other place, but it's such a place that represents the incense inheritance of my Bai family. "

　　Bai Zhan scolded Jiang Ran, but after scolding Jiang Ran.

　　There were some expectations in his heart, and even he had some expectations, what if it was really in the stone statue?

　　But soon, Bai Zhan dispelled this idea.

　　It is certain that they need to practice thousands of hands to stabilize the Bai family, but they are also born in a feudal society.

　　In the ancestral hall, tearing down the stone statue of the ancestor is a great disrespectful practice.

　　If there was no third layer of Thousand Refining Hands in this stone statue, then the pressure he needed to bear would be too great.

　　"Dad, let me tell you a story. "

　　Jiang Ran smiled slightly, and a gleam appeared in his eyes.

　　began to tell Bai Zhan a story in the Jingde Chuan Lantern Record.

　　According to legend, there was a high monk named Baozhi Monk in a certain era.

　　An emperor invited a painter to paint a portrait of him, and the monk Baozhi asked the emperor if he wanted to see his skin or his law.

　　The emperor said that of course it was the law phase, so the monk Baozhi swiped his face with his hand, and the skin was split in half.

　　In the middle, in front of the Bodhisattva, there are twelve faces, and the flow of light and color is wonderful.

　　"I understand your story. "

　　"But have you ever thought about how you should explain to the family elders if there is no fourth layer of Thousand Refining Hands in this stone statue? "

　　Bai Zhan stretched out his hand to stop Jiang Ran, who was about to continue talking.

　　looked at himself with a serious face, the son who made him feel proud from the bottom of his heart.

　　"I didn't think about it. "

　　Jiang Ran shook his head and told Bai Zhan the truth.

　　Bai Zhan was slightly stunned, and just when he was about to object, Jiang Ran continued.

　　"But the Bai family is no longer as powerful as it was at the beginning. "

　　"Today's Bai family, even the White Emperor City is difficult to hold, and what about the ancestral ancestral hall. "

　　"It's just a stone statue, even if the chance is not high, I'm willing to give it a try, even if it fails. "

　　"The ancestors have spirits in heaven and will forgive us. "

　　"Only if the foundation of the Bai family cannot be kept, the ancestors in heaven will not forgive us. "

　　Jiang Ran looked directly at Bai Zhan, the master who was not afraid of everyone in the Bai family.

　　Jiang Ran was speechless.

　　A child can see much more than he can see.

　　Yes, just like Jiang Ran said, if the Bai family can't even defend the White Emperor City, what face will he have to enter the ancestral hall.

　　The Wu family's attack can be blocked once, but what about later?

　　Every time you are besieged, do you have to ask the Red family to relieve the siege?

　　Bai Zhan clenched his fists and slowly exhaled from his mouth, trying to calm his heart.

　　"Go ahead, something has gone wrong. "

　　"Daddy is guarding you. "

　　There was a hint of firmness in Bai Zhan's eyes, Jiang Ran didn't let him worry about it since he was a child.

　　Even if he really makes a big mistake this time, as a father, he doesn't have to shelter his son from the wind and rain.