Stars fall and locust trees grow

In order to get back to Mingyuejian in the shortest possible time, Zhulang's speed increased by at least twice compared to the initial trip to Jiangzhou.

Except for Gu Chuanlin, the others gathered on the deck to watch the Liuyingbi in Li Chi's hand.

After all, considering the wicked behavior of Hu Di, the things in the photo wall must not be ordinary items.

Sure enough, after appreciating the precious photo of Li Chi escaping from the giant chicken's mouth with difficulty, except Zeng Muchan who couldn't bear to look at the strange giant, the others laughed so hard that they almost got cramps.

Wei Li is a real old hermaphrodite. He has always been a fat man with no ivory in his mouth. He raised his eyebrows and showed a mean expression. "It seems that the spiritual food you have eaten recently has not been in vain. At least these two legs can do wind and fire wheels now."

"If it weren't for that songbird chicken, I wouldn't have known you had such strength."

Gu Huaiyi stood aside, crossed his arms and sneered: "Luckily you ran fast enough, otherwise your hair would definitely not be saved. We in Mingyue have never accepted bald disciples."

"Do you think there are really such big songbirds?" Liu Jing had a dazed look on his face and asked a soul-searching question.

He really wanted to know.

After all, I have never eaten such a big songbird chicken.

Gu Huaiyi stretched out his fist and hit him hard on the head, "Shut up!"

Only Li Chi pouted, feeling angry inside.

In short, that elder Hu Di is really good at courting death.

Next time I see him, I'll stay as far away from him as possible.

Zeng Muhan: “…”

Because a miracle was about to appear, Mingyuejian and his companions were not lonely on the way. They could see monks from the sect passing by them at any time, riding on various magical instruments, Kun boats or mounts.

After all, they were heading to Mingyuejian's territory, and after entering the miracle, they might need the other party to save their lives in order to survive. So, when the passing cultivators saw Mingyuejian's Kunzhou, they all came forward to introduce themselves and build relationships in advance.

Especially those sects and independent cultivators of lower levels whose names have never been heard of.

"Qingyue Sect's leader, Gu Yanhui, led his disciples from Taizhou..."

"We are from Yeling Valley..."

"View of the mountains..."

"Purple Gold Pavilion..."

"..."

After Gu Chuanlin boarded the Kunzhou, he stayed alone in the room to continue studying his sect's ancestral teachings.

Li Chi was afraid that he would be lonely, so he considerately left Maoqiu to keep him company.

Liu Jing is a complete idiot, and Li Chi and Wei Li cannot be relied upon either. Naturally, the only ones who can receive guests are Mingyuejian's chief disciple Zeng Muhan and Mingyuejian's leader's son Gu Huaiyi.

The two of them were entertaining guests all the way, and their workload was almost as heavy as that of a courtesan in a brothel. Before long, Gu Huaiyi's face became stiff and he couldn't even force a fake smile.

Li Chi, Wei Li and Liu Jing were also feeling uncomfortable being the background boards.

After finally seeing off a few wandering cultivators who were traveling together, a few people took advantage of the empty space and rushed into the cabin as if escaping for their lives, and rushed into Gu Chuanlin's room.

Liu Jing's eyes were lifeless, "Ah Ba Ah Ba... I feel like my body has been hollowed out."

"I'm going to die! I'm going to die!" Gu Huaiyi collapsed to the ground, rolling his eyes.

"Now even if my dad stood in front of me in women's clothes, I wouldn't be able to laugh."

"You bastard! What the hell are you talking about?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the angry roar of his biological father Guchuan Lian coming from Guchuan Lin's Tianxuanbi.

"Just wait and see if I don't beat you to death!"

Gu Huaiyi jumped up and moved closer to Gu Chuanlin, and saw the faces of his biological father and several of his uncles and aunts crowded on the Tianxuan Bi.

After scolding his son, Furukawa Lian put on a smiling face and continued to whine to Furukawa Lin.

"Little Junior Brother, please come back soon. The seven of us brothers and sisters really can't bear it."

The other six elders immediately echoed: "Yes, yes!"

"Mingyuejian is now surrounded, and we dare not even leave the sect."

I hope those mad dogs can hold on and not fight for territory for the time being. Otherwise, before Gu Chuanlin comes back, they will have to draw lots to choose people to deal with them.

These old guys in Mingyuejian are more afraid of trouble than each other, so they find it troublesome even to think about it.

“Stop pretending!” Gu Huaiyi glared at his father and complained, “You old men are obviously used to being lax and don’t want to meddle in other people’s business, so you want to leave the matter of entering the miracle to the young master, right!”

Furukawa Lian immediately started to roll with the punches, saying, "Hey hey hey! We didn't say that, you said that yourself!"

"Junior brother! We at Mingyuejian are counting on you this time!"

Put aside the troubles and feel great!

Furukawa Lian thought to himself: Wow, haha! You are indeed my good son! You are so straightforward and brainless! I was a little embarrassed to speak up, but I didn't expect you to help me.

Ah! All your father's thoughts have gone to waste.

What a pleasure.

Gu Huaiyi was furious when he heard this: "You old man are too shameless! When did I ever say that I would let my little master go to the miracle?"

Zeng Muhan who was standing by also came over and said, "Master, how long has it been since the young master came out of seclusion? You really are a little..."

"Let me go to Miracle, okay." Gu Chuanlin closed the ancestral precepts in his hand and raised his head.

"But, I have a condition."

As Hu Di said, miracles are their only way to understand other dimensions.

Whatever their purpose is in performing miracles, we will probably only know after we go in.

At this time, the seven people opposite Tianxuanbi saw him nod in agreement, and they all smiled happily and began to talk at once: "As long as you are willing to go, we will agree to any conditions."

"Yes, yes, yes! If you need people, provide people. If you need money, provide money!"

Anyway, as long as we old guys are not allowed to go, just tell us what you want.

Gu Chuanlin leaned back and said slowly: "I really don't want to read this ancestral precepts anymore."

"Ah ha?" The seven old guys on the opposite side were all stunned.

What do you mean you don't want to watch it anymore?!

Even though this thing was indeed dull, tasteless and extremely boring, they still gritted their teeth and persevered for a long time before finishing it.

But! That was the sect precepts written by the ancestors of Mingyuejian after they worked hard, one after another, read countless books, and went through several generations!

Which direct disciple of Mingyuejian has not learned the ancestral teachings?

You actually said you don’t want to watch it anymore?!

Why? !

The seven old men looked at each other for a while, then smiled and nodded together: "Okay, okay! If you don't want to watch it, then don't watch it!"

You decide.

Anyway, compared with the extremely troublesome matter of entering a miracle, there is no point in reading the instructions left by our ancestors.

Here, Li Chi and others were also stunned by Gu Chuanlin's overly bizarre request.

Li Chi pulled Zeng Muhan over and whispered in his ear: "Senior Brother Zeng, is this ancestral precept really that ugly?"

Zeng Muhan touched his nose and said, "Although I am the chief disciple, I am not a direct descendant, so I have never read the ancestral precepts."

"But since even the little master couldn't bear to read it, it means that this ancestral precept is really ugly."

"It's just a book of ancestral precepts, how ugly can it be?" Wei Li didn't believe it, picked up the book of ancestral precepts and opened the first page.

Several non-direct relatives gathered around trustingly.

"My dear children of Mingyuejian, I am your founder, Gu Shanxun!"

"I have been handsome and elegant all my life, attracting countless female cultivators to admire me... However, I am a bohemian by nature and love freedom. Women will only slow down my sword-drawing speed..."

Seeing this, the onlookers frowned and looked up.

Σ_(???‖∠)vomit.

It really is... quite ugly.