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'."
"Venerable Realm?"
"Said to be."
Tu Shanjun untied a jade slip from his waist and said: "I don't have anything good. This is my experience of entering Yuanying and a Heart Sutra mantra."
"Thank you, ancestor, for passing on the scriptures."
He lowered his head and held up the jade slip. When he looked up again, there was no longer a red-haired monk in front of him.
Master Hua Fei looked around, and couldn't help but feel empty in his heart. He had just talked to the ancestor for a while, but the ancestor had already left. He also hoped that this period of time could be longer.
Although regretful, he also happily regarded the jade slip as a treasure.
At that time, the ancestor's strength was already at its peak.
Everyone in Xingluo Sea knows it.
Even the Venerable has to betray his ancestor’s face.
Now that the ancestor has returned, his strength...
Hua Fei shivered with relief.
If the ancestor had not had the cultivation level of a venerable person, I am afraid he would not have asked the venerable Taihua so lightly.
There are many rumors about what happened back then. Some said that the ancestor did not want to be oppressed by someone above, so he lost his temper and rebelled against the sect, and some said that Taihua drove away the ancestor.
Anyway, every version is full of conspiracies of power struggles.
No matter what version it is, strength is still the most important issue.
…
Tu Shanjun didn't know Hua Fei's guess, so he stepped into the air and used Escape Light, heading towards the mountain gate.
Until they got close to the sect’s main formation.
Looking at the familiar fifth-level formation, Tu Shanjun couldn't help but laugh. Even if he didn't have a waist card, could this formation still stop the people who set it up back then?
A ripple flashed through.
The figure of the red-haired monk has already stepped into the formation.
At the same time that Tu Shanjun stepped into the formation, a spiritual consciousness had already locked onto him from afar.
"Fellow Daoist, who is trying to smuggle into our sect's formation?" There was a solemn and deep question in the voice. Under various repairs and maintenance of the majestic fifth-level formation, even the venerable ones of the same level would be blocked, but the other party unexpectedly
Being able to sneak in silently is like someone holding a knife to his neck and losing his life at any time.
"My name is Tushanjun."
"You can also call me Lord Taishi."
Tu Shanjun immediately identified himself.
He could see that the other party's cultivation level was not very high. He should be around the middle stage of the Venerable and could not reach the height of Taihua.
This person's aura is also relatively empty.
It should be the Venerable Chonghao mentioned by Hua Fei.
It was the high sect of Shangzong who sent Xingluo Hai to take charge.
"Tu Shanjun, Lord Taishi?"
There was obvious surprise in the man's voice.
"It turns out to be junior brother."
Even though he said this, Chonghao had no intention of showing up.
In the cave of the fifth level spiritual vein, Venerable Chonghao was pondering.
Of course he recognized this person.
Senior Brother Taihua said about this person when he was handed over. He said that this person was unruly and had left the sect to travel, so there was no need to worry about him. Even if he came back, he would not stay long, so just let him stay.
"Senior brother, I am still in trance, so I cannot accompany you."
"Don't bother me, senior brother."
Tu Shanjun handed over his hand.
The other party didn't want to see him, which was exactly what he wanted.
He doesn't want to see the other party either.
As the huge spiritual consciousness fell silent, Tushanjun looked at the once familiar mountain gate and rushed to Danfeng without any further stop. The main hall at the top of Danfeng was still the same as before, but there were only traces of no one living there for a long time.
There was no dust or dust, but it was kept spotless.
Wu Rong was not in the sect, so he had only one place to go.
Following the appearance in his memory, he rushed to the Zhou family fiefdom within the sect.
I heard from Hua Fei that the Zhou family has become a prominent family in the sect, and there is also a continuation of geniuses in the family.
It doesn't matter if you are a genius or not, but I don't know how Xinglie and his wife are doing in the past two hundred years.
This time he came back with the intention of visiting his apprentice.
"Dong dong."
The concierge opened the door and asked doubtfully: "Who are you looking for?"
Before he finished speaking, the concierge's eyes widened, he screamed strangely, and ran away: "Come to life, come to life, the jade statue in the ancestor's ancestral hall has come to life!"
"Quickly, quickly report to our ancestors..."
Tu Shanjun stood at the door and was amazed.
Is he so famous that everyone in the sect knows him?
…
"Why are you panicking?"
In the main hall, a beautiful middle-aged woman scolded in a deep voice.
"Ancestor, the jade statue is alive."
"What's alive?"
"Jade statue."
"The door..."
The porter pointed to the door. In front of the main hall, there was a red-haired figure saying with a smile: "Long time no see, Yingxue."
The tea cup in Fang Yingxue's hand fell to the ground with a clatter.