The city of Monkey King

"Who is my way, it turns out that Xiaofeng is coming, fast, come in, let the old man be awkward."

Luo Haigen looked at Qin Feng with a smile of mercy.

"Good man."

Qin Feng saw Luo Haigen came out, but also with a smile, bypassing Luo Qing Han, and then went to the villa.

Luo home living room.

Qin Feng sat on the sofa, Luo Haigen was sitting across from him, watching Qin Feng at the moment, his eyes were surprised and happy, obviously he found the monk status of Qin Feng.

"Small wind, some words can't talk to your father. I can talk to you now. I once thought about pulling your father into comprehension. But your father's qualifications are really not suitable for practice. I have tried several times. Success, I didn’t expect it to go wrong. You actually stepped into this path."

Luo Haigen is very happy to say.

"The old man's kindness to my Qin family will not be forgotten by the Qin family."

Qin Feng said seriously, this is the heart of the words, the enemy will report, grace will still!

"You are coming today, you shouldn't just come and talk to the old man."

Luo Haigen smiled. He lived for more than two hundred years. At the moment when Qin Feng came, he knew that Qin Feng had something to do.

"Coffee is coming."

At this time, Luo Qing Han came over with a cup of coffee and placed it in front of Qin Feng. She knew that Qin Feng likes to drink coffee.

"Thank you."

Qin Feng nodded slightly.

"Clear the cold, you go upstairs and take down the grandfather's copy of Linyi's post to Xiaofeng."

Luo Haigen smiled and opened his mouth toward Luo Qing.

"Oh, good~!"

Luo Qinghan was very obedient. When he nodded, he got up and went upstairs. She knew that her grandfather had to say something to Qin Feng, and she could not listen to these things.

From small to large, this kind of thing that she has avoided has happened many times.

She always felt that her family was different from other people, but she didn't know exactly where it was.

"Father, the younger generation has no intention of offending, but still want to ask, Luo Qinghan should not be your granddaughter."

Qin Feng looked at Luo Qing, who was walking upstairs.

"Yes, the cold is not my granddaughter, she is my great-grandaughter."

After that, Luo Haigen sighed: "After the ego, Luo Jia began to fall. My son only practiced to practice Qi Shangpin, and he died in a hundred years."

"My grandson is a painter, not a monk. He died unexpectedly when he was sixty."

"My great-grandson, the father of the cold, can't practice. He is the captain of a sea-going ship. At the age of thirty-three, when he was seven years old, he never returned after going out to sea."

Listening to Luo Haigen saying these words, Qin Feng inexplicably felt a sadness.

The saddest thing in the world is that white-haired people send black-haired people. After one experience, it can make people feel painful, but Luo Haigen has experienced three times.

Looking at the generations of their younger generations, one after another disappeared from their own eyes.

"Can you know these things?"

Although Qin Feng has an answer in his heart, he still wants to ask.

"She doesn't know. In her opinion, I am her grandfather. Luo's family is just a normal family. Since she was in her hour, I have been paying attention everywhere. She is not allowed to touch the comprehension, and she has never told her about Luojia. In the past."

When talking about Luo’s past, Luo Haigen had a trace of memories and pride.

Two hundred years ago, there were no so-called six-generation homes in Jiangzhou, and only Luojia! Jiangzhou Luojia monks, geniuses come forth!

At that time, the Luo family, even if it was facing the nine major families, although it was far away, at least dare to speak straight.

However, Luo Haigen seems to be a dividing line. In the 100 years since he was born, the Luojiajie Dan monks have fallen, no new knots, but their descendants have suffered from cliff-like faults. .

The world is impermanent, and the reason why the Nine Great Family is passed down by the entire Yunshui world is the most worthy of admiration. It is inheritance!

No matter how the situation in the cloud waters changes, even the chaos before the millennium is still unmoving, for thousands of years!

This is something that no other family can do!

"The old man, it doesn't matter, the younger generation has heard something."

Qin Feng looked at Luo Haigen, and did not want to ink anything: "My father has accepted your great affection, this love, although my father died, but my Qin wind will certainly return, Jiangzhou six want to take the house from Luojia The mountain spirit mine is taken away, this thing, you can't make it to me. Give it to me."

Luo Haigen listened to these words, silenced the meeting, he smiled, and laughed very happy.

"Little wind, you and your father are like a good man who is worthy of being appreciated."

Luo Haigen praised, and then his face changed slightly, with a sad heart.

"Yuanshan Ling Mine, from my 400 years ago, belonged to my Luo family, surrendered my ancestral home. I was naturally unwilling to be the old man, but the world has already been like this. The strength of the six families is too strong. Every family has a monk and a monk sitting in the town. Not as simple as you think."

"What's more, my biggest worry now is to clear the cold. How long can I live? I know in my heart that once I am dead, I am afraid that she will be oppressed."

"Small wind, I don't ask you to report to me, I only ask you, if I die, look at the old man's love for the Qin family, can protect the cold and protect the cold, protect her from being bullied. It is enough to harm."

Listening to Luo Haigen's words, Qin Feng deeply felt an elder who was about to die, and was deeply worried about his later generations.

"Dear, you can rest assured, I remember all you said, but I must take care of the Yuanshan Ling Mine. As for how I manage it, you don't have to worry about the Father."

Qin Feng is very arrogant.

Yuanshan Ling Mine, seeing Luo Haigen did not want to give up, not only because of the Lingshi in the Yuanshan Ling Mine, but more of dignity.

This is the ancestral birth! What the old ancestors left behind!

The ancestral production was taken away, and the face was saved. What is the face of Huang Quan?

Luo Haigen was silent for a long time, then raised his hand, and from the emerald fingers he was carrying, a quaint scroll fluttered out of it.

To be precise, this is the celestial instrument.

Since the establishment of the Xiange, the Yunshui cultivation community has been in order, especially some Lingmai Ling Mines. The owners all have the documents issued by Xiange as clear documents.

If there is someone who dares to rob, it is equivalent to confronting the Fairy House, and must be strictly controlled by the Fairy.

It has been doing so for so many years, but it is also a matter of course.

"This Xiange instrument should have been handed over to the six people after my 200-year-old birthday. Now I will give him to you."

Luo Haigen handed the Xiange document directly to Qin Feng. There was no hesitation in the slightest. For this boy in front of him, he wanted to trust Qin Feng’s father, and he was full of trust.

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