Chapter 249: Related

"Next, let's talk less and go straight to the topic."
Seeing that Monk Qingyun had just introduced himself, he showed a serious expression. The three Ye Tian, ​​who was sitting opposite him, looked at each other, then straightened up in unison, making a gesture of listening. . Ye Tian knew in their hearts that the main event was not on the mysterious monk Qingyun, or on what the other party would say next.
"Previously, the two nephews of the old monk, after returning from the cave of Saint Lianhua, told the old monk what they had seen and heard in the cave." Monk Qingyun said calmly, " If the old monk guessed right, this female donor named Wu Yi was the one who left the cave with Ye donor that day."
Ye Tian knew that based on Monk Qingyun’s knowledge of the cave mansion of Saint Lianhua and the information provided to him by the fat and thin monk, it was not difficult for the other party to tell which of them was Wu Yi, perhaps his true identity to Wu Yi, There is also a certain guess. After all, judging from the chat between Ye Tian and the fat and thin monk, the abbot of the Luoye Temple can be said to have a good understanding of the cave mansion of the Lianhua Saint.
Ye Tian originally thought that he himself had been to the cave house of Saint Lianhua, so he arranged the organs inside so clearly. In order to verify this matter, Ye Tian also ran to ask Wu Yi specifically, but Wu Yi told him confidently that in her impression, she had never seen anyone at Luoye Temple. And even in the memory of the deity, there is no power called Luoye Temple. Therefore, Ye Tian had already been wary of Luoye Temple, at least for the abbot of Luoye Temple, otherwise he would not release his mental power to search for his location as soon as the other party uttered a word.
"Yes, the person they said should be me." Wu Yi did not avoid Monk Qingyun's question, but nodded slightly to him.
After receiving the affirmative answer, Monk Qingyun chanted a Buddha's name softly, and then said: "Forgive me for taking the liberty of the old monk, what is the connection between the benefactor of memory and the saint Lianhua?"
Hearing this question from Monk Qingyun, Wu Yi frowned subconsciously, and then looked at Ye Tian who was sitting on the other side, obviously wanting to leave her unpleasant question to Ye Tian to answer. Ye Tian just picked up the kettle on the table and poured himself a cup of hot water. He felt the sight of Wu Yi looking at him. He had to put the cup back on the table, and then asked Monk Qingyun, "I don’t know. Why does Master Qingyun think there is a connection between Wu Yi and Lianhua Saint?"
In fact, Ye Tian knew very well that the actions Wu Yi made subconsciously after hearing this question had already exposed her connection with Saint Lianhua. However, Ye Tian also knew that as long as they didn't take the initiative to admit it, even if Monk Qingyun saw something, he couldn't find anyone to prove it. After all, although Wu Yi looks young, she has actually lived for 10,000 years. Except for the big dog guarding the Lianhua Saint's cave, she should have no other old people in this world. Even if there are still hidden old fairies in the Demon Realm, they are not considered old friends, but only enemies.
"Because the two of them look exactly the same." Monk Qingyun did not sell Guanzi, and answered Ye Tian's question with a smile, "The old monk's nephew should have told Ye donor that we Luoye Temple and the Lianhua Saint have a deep relationship. So in the collection in our temple, there is a portrait of a woman. The person on the painting is very similar to the memoryless benefactor sitting here, and that person is the true deity of Saint Lianhua."
Although his mental power is not as good as Monk Qingyun, Ye Tian can still feel the truth in the other party's words, and Ye Tian believes that the mental power is stronger than his own. Now that the other party has answered his own question, he naturally has to show some sincerity accordingly. Moreover, the memory that inherited the body of the Lianhua Saint, naturally looks exactly the same as the original Lianhua Saint. Since Monk Qingyun has a portrait of Saint Lianhua before his life, discovering the relationship between the two is undoubtedly a very simple matter.
Ye Tian pondered for a while and gave a very vague answer: "The specific connection between Wu Yi and Saint Lianhua. I am not the person involved. It is inconvenient to say more, but I can give a less appropriate example to describe it."
"Oh?" Monk Qingyun raised his white eyebrows. He didn't seem to expect Ye Tian to give such an answer. "It's okay for Ye donors to talk. The conversations here will be kept secret by the old monk and won't let them spread. ."
"If this is the case, then I will say it. If Sage Lianhua is compared to a mother, then Wu Yi can be said to be the daughter of Sage Lianhua, because they have a very strong blood relationship." Ye Tian finished this. After the analogy, I secretly thought in my heart that they are all one body, and the blood relationship is naturally strong.
"Well, you can think of me as the blood descendant of Saint Lianhua." Wu Yi recognized Ye Tian's statement and further emphasized the special relationship between her and Saint Lianhua. "But I am not born under Saint Lianhua. My child, I am more like the heir created by her."
"That's the case." Monk Qingyun understood that there must be many stories between Wu Yi and Saint Lianhua that he didn't tell him, but it proved that the blood relationship between the two is more important to him than the specific truth.
Zi Xin, who was sitting between Ye Tian and Wu Yi, after watching for a long time, saw that the atmosphere had fallen silent again, and said again: "Master Qingyun, you sent people to send letters to Ye Tian from thousands of miles away. He came with Wu Yi to ask you to confirm it?"
Monk Qingyun's Buddhism is profound, so naturally he won't be angry because of Zi Xin's words. What's more, whether it is through the mental power of induction or by relying on his own years of life experience, he can make correct judgments and let him know that Zixin suddenly appeared, not to make things, but to resolve them. The awkwardness between.
"Naturally not, the old monk is not that evil." Monk Qingyun laughed bitterly, and then continued, "Those words just now are more like necessary foreplay. What I want to say later is today's conversation. The highlight."
"The highlight?" Ye Tian took a deep breath and made himself mentally prepared. But after hearing those three words, the person who felt nervous was not just Ye Tian alone. Zi Xin also subconsciously bit the corner of her mouth, only her expression was calm and without memory. Now she can still keep her heart calm.