Plop.

Plop.

Bai Laoqi and Cui Wulang also knelt straight on the ground.

At least you can still save face by kneeling down.

If they were born to be gifted, let alone walk out from here, even their own family would be in trouble. This was a large cultivator, and a Jindan master who held great power.

The maids wearing tulle on both sides were shocked and rushed forward to help him.

Unexpectedly, the Liantai cultivator had no intention of getting up at all, but knelt even lower again, lying on the ground and shouting: "Taiyi Sect disciple, Hua Fei, has met the ancestor!"

"Ancestor?"

"who?"

The maid was stunned and couldn't help but stiffen.

Bai Laoqi and Cui Wulang, who were also kneeling on the ground, were wondering about each other in surprise.

"You recognize me?"

A hoarse voice sounded in the void.

Everyone followed the sound, and it was the red-haired monk who followed who spoke.

"Ancestor?"

Cui Wulang was completely stunned.

Is this young man an ancestor?

"Two hundred years ago, during the sect's grand ceremony, I had the honor to admire the beauty of my ancestor. From now on, I dare not forget it."

Master Hua Fei spoke sincerely and continued without daring to raise his head: "Many disciples in the sect have collections of the statues of our ancestors. Hua Fei has long been able to recite the stories of our ancestors by heart."

Tu Shanjun stood there silently, stunned for a long time.

He said softly: "Get up."

There was more vicissitudes of life and emotion in Gujing Mubo's voice.

Unexpectedly, many years after he left, there are still people who remember him, miss him, and even grow up listening to his stories.

This feeling made Tu Shanjun realize the power of inheritance. It was an extremely mysterious feeling, as if traces of one's own life had survived. Maybe inheritance was also a kind of immortality.

Master Hua Fei slowly raised his head.

Looking up at that face I've seen before.

This is the first time he has observed it so closely. It is exactly the same as the jade statue, and it is no different from the painting. It still has the black robe and red hair, the same indifferent expression, and the eyes are like looking at the world, swallowing up the world, no one else

Able to withstand the power of my ancestor!

The Hehuan Sect cannot do it, and the Beast Control Sect cannot do it.

The coalition cannot.

Neither can the Jiaolong clan.

Even the Kunpeng Sect, which was very prosperous back then, has fallen apart and left its homeland.

And the story of all this begins with the two monks back then.

The death of Patriarch Taiyi is a pity, and the departure of Patriarch Taishi is even more emotional.

One day, he will be able to see the true face of his ancestor.

It was like a legendary figure came to his side. This excitement and trembling could not be expressed in words. He even wanted to run back to the sect and shout now.

as expected.

The ancestors are still the ancestors.

At the same time that Master Hua Fei stood up, the serving maids quickly knelt on the ground.

I dare not look at him with my eyes anymore.

What Master Hua Fei said is clear enough.

But all the monks of Taiyi Sect and even the monks of Xingluohai know the story of Taishi Zunhun Zhenjun. Of course they have heard of this legend, and they are even very familiar with it, but when it comes to the legendary

When the character comes in front of him, he is already at a loss as to what to do.

There is another person who has infinite fear in his heart.

That is the seventh child of the Bai family.

He didn't know how to describe this unbelievable scene, but he never imagined that he would have to fight with the ancestor of Taiyi Sect.

Standing next to him was Cui Wulang. At first he was grateful for his luck, but later he was excited about the red-haired monk's indifference. However, now he only felt that his sea of ​​consciousness was completely blank.

Tu Shanjun waved his hand gently, sweeping away the gloom in everyone's minds, and said calmly: "Don't leak the news of my return."

"Here!"

Master Hua Fei bowed his hands.

The next step is to deal with the affairs of the Bai family and the Cui family. Master Hua Fei divided the three shops into three parts, one for each person, and then left one part for the orphan and widowed mother to use as family assets. If possible, they can help in the future.

For a moment, if you can't help, just let the other person live how he wants.

Although Hua Fei is greedy for money, his ability and means of doing things are not bad. He can still get things done under such pressure, which is enough to prove that he has a good character.

It is indeed a piece of material that can take on a big responsibility.

No wonder the sect would put this person here.

…

Bai Laoqi didn't know how he walked out of the government office, and the same was true for Cui Wulang beside him.

Bai Laoqi just felt that he was lucky enough to meet such a person. His affairs were actually settled, and he did it properly without causing any loss to anyone.

"Old Cui, what kind of luck do you have?"

"I do not know."

Cui Wulang shook his head blankly and said: "I was asking about it that day, and the clerk happened to say that there was one, so I spent the spirit stone to buy it."

"Who would have expected..."

Cui Wulang is also very worried now.

Buy the news and buy it on the ancestor's head.

He is probably the only one in the entire spiritual world.

"Let's go, let's not get involved in the big shot's affairs. I'll treat you to a drink."

"I'd better treat you to a drink."

…

"Ancestor, what do you think of this matter..."

"good."

Tu Shanjun nodded in appreciation.

I don't blame either of the two families for this matter. It's great that they can handle it properly.

Moreover, he did not say which one he preferred. From now on, the children of both families would be disciples of the sect. In fact, they would all be considered part of the same family in the end. There was no need for him to embarrass them because of his high cultivation and strength.

"Who is the current sect leader?"

"Master Yu."

"It's still him."

"The sect leader has now entered the late Nascent Soul stage."

"good."

"That kid has talent."

"Where's Wu Rong?"

"I heard that Brother Wizard left the sect long ago to travel, probably more than a hundred years ago."

Tu Shanjun had a smile on his face. It was good that this child could stay in the sect for so long. There was no way he could stop Wu Rong from running towards a more powerful realm.

And since Wu Rong could leave calmly, the Zhou family must have been able to protect themselves and become a leader. Therefore, he also asked about the Zhou family's affairs.

"The Zhou family has a genius."

"Two hundred years of Nascent Soul is indeed a genius."

Tu Shanjun was relieved and safe.

"Where's Taihua?"

"Ancestor Taihua returned to the Shangzong after defeating the Kunpeng Sect. The current ancestor of the Shangzong is named 'Chonghao'."
To be continued...