After understanding the whole story, Lao Guaizi finally put down the heavy stone in his heart called "the sect is too poor".
Once you feel relaxed, you become even hungrier.
Gurgle.
As the rhythm of the Empty City Strategy continued to play, Lao Guaizi didn't say anything else, rolled up his sleeves and started eating the big chicken leg.
After finishing the chicken leg in a few bites, he started to pick up food for others with chopsticks, "Eat, eat, don't be polite, there is enough food now, Ye Xiaoyou, Wu Xiaobrother, just treat it as your own home."
After picking up the food here, he took care of his little apprentice, his face full of joy and pride, "Little one, you can eat as much as you want too. You will live here from now on, so eat as much as you want!"
The tone was full of pride, as if something great had been accomplished.
The youngest, who had already started eating the food silently, said: "..."
He turned his head away, thinking it would be better to stay away from the old man so as not to be infected with his stupidity.
In this sect, the only thing that he likes is the food.
When the eldest disciple saw that his master, younger disciples and guests had all started eating, he stopped talking and happily started eating.
After everything on the table was cleared away and the eldest disciple repeatedly asked the master if he wanted more food but was refused, they returned to the living room.
After having a good meal and a good drink, the old man's face was filled with a happy smile, but he did not forget his business at the same time.
"We'll set off to visit Xuanzong later. In the past, when the sect didn't have a leader, people were understanding and didn't blame us for our imperfections. Now that I'm back, I can't neglect them. It's a good opportunity for me to meet the new young clan leader."
When he disappeared, the young patriarch was not yet born.
But upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the living room suddenly stagnated.
The old cripple noticed something was wrong and asked, "What's wrong?"
The eldest disciple sitting below said with a gloomy expression, "Master, a few months ago, there was another dispute between the sects, and the young clan leader...exploded and died."
"What?" The old man was stunned by the news. It took him a while to come back to his senses. He sighed and said, "God is jealous of talented people. What a pity."
He could feel the intelligence and talent of the young patriarch of the Xuanzong clan from the disciples' words and even saw the disciples' love for him. He never expected that the hero would die so young and die so tragically.
"But Xuanzong is now well-organized. Although they haven't chosen a new clan leader yet, they've been recruiting disciples this year. Xuanzong has accepted the most disciples." The eldest disciple wiped his face and said, "They're still recruiting disciples."
Lao Guaizi had originally thought of going to Xuanzong to help. After all, as the largest sect, it must have complicated affairs. Losing the clan leader would probably cause chaos. He never thought that he could also recruit disciples.
"Very good, you are worthy of being the role model of Wanzong. If there is anything that needs help over there, you must be proactive." He nodded in appreciation, gave his disciples a warning and then stopped.
At this time, Ye Lan, who was sitting in the guest seat, was thinking about the time and was quite surprised that Xuanzong was still recruiting people.
She was just about to find an opportunity to go back and take a look, when she suddenly saw the young man next to her stand up and said firmly: "I want to go to Xuanzong."
"Hmm?" Ye Lan looked at him sideways in confusion.
Wu Heng's dark eyes were filled with determination as he spoke seriously, "I'm going to take the discipleship test."
Ye Lan almost spit out the tea in his mouth.
If her master knew that Wu Heng chose a faraway place instead of her senior sister and wanted to lower her generation and recognize her as her master, she would probably seal her dantian again.
But the young man didn't speak easily, and once he spoke, it meant he had made up his mind.
He insisted on leaving, and Ye Lan couldn't stop him.
The old cripple who didn't understand the situation agreed very much, "It just so happens that little friend Ye is also from Xuanzong. You two can support each other after you become disciples of the same sect."
Ye Lan originally wanted to tell him to stop talking nonsense, but Wu Heng turned his head and nodded, and responded with a "Yeah."
When he heard that there was something exciting to watch, the youngest couldn't sit still and wanted to go together.
The old man didn't hesitate and happily saw the three young people out.
"You really don't want to go back to Xianshan?"
After leaving Beidou Sect and standing at the mountain gate, Ye Lan glanced sideways to confirm the boy's meaning.
In her opinion, the other party wanted to go to Xuanzong just to escape from the fairy mountain.
Wu Heng glanced at her when he heard the sound. There was a subtle moment in his dark eyes, but he quickly lowered his head and said, "Yeah."
After receiving the confirmation, Ye Lan no longer insisted. Thinking that the other party wanted to return to the Wu family, having an extra layer of protection from the sect was also a good guarantee, so he led the two of them back to the plain.
"Let's go."
Beidou Sect and Xuan Sect are in two extreme directions and need to cross the plains.
Fortunately, the three of them had the support of internal energy, so their speed was not slow. Even the youngest who had just learned to use external energy was very fast because of his solid foundation.
Half an hour later, the two arrived at the foot of another mountain.
I saw that this mountain was different from the top of Beidou Sect, which was covered with glistening white snow. The whole mountain was shrouded in lush greenery and mist. A small stream meandered at the foot of the mountain. The streamside was full of colorful wild flowers, which complemented the emerald green spiritual grass, and it was as beautiful as a painting.
Hidden in the jungle along the stream are bamboo houses one after another. In the middle where the fog is thickest, there is an open courtyard surrounded by a fence.
"So beautiful! It's much better looking than Beidou Sect." The youngest was so mesmerized by the Chinese classical beauty that he encountered for the first time that he couldn't take his eyes off it. When he wanted to say something else, he was suddenly bumped into.
"Get out of the way. What are you blocking here for? If you want to go to Beidou Sect, go to the other side. Don't get in the way in front of Xuanzong's gate." The person who hit the person not only did not apologize, but also had an arrogant attitude and turned the tables.
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