He adopted the Ruthless Emperor

Chapter 67
I also ate the supper, and the people dispersed.

Mu Chuan returned to the room alone, and took out the ancient bronze clock. There was a hole missing on it, and there was also a piece of mural inside, which also seemed to be corroded and rotted, making it hard to see clearly.

There is also a small world inside the big clock, but this small world is only the size of a courtyard, about a few acres of land, where some flowers and plants can be planted, just right for his broken moon.

Thinking of this, Mu Chuan silently refined the ancient bronze clock.

The next morning, Qingtian got up, ran to Mu Chuan's door, and knocked on the door.

"what's up?"

Mu Chuan got up and opened the door, feeling a little uncomfortable being woken up.

"Hehe! Patriarch, seeing that the Suizhou Grand Meeting is over, and you have been out for so long, should you go back to Beiwu Holy Land to take a look? Some time ago, the disciples in the door learned that the person who cut off half of the fairy body actually It's my ancestor, and they are all looking forward to your return." Qingtian said flatteringly.

Thinking about it, I really haven't returned to Beiwu Holy Land for a long time, not to mention that when I came out, Mu Chuan seemed to promise a junior that he would give him a chance.

Thinking of this, Mu Chuan nodded: "Then go back."

"Really? Thank you, Patriarch! Haha!"

Qingtian got his consent and quickly sent people to prepare. At noon, Mu Chuan and Ruanren returned to Beiwu Holy Land together with the elders of Beiwu Holy Land under the leadership of Qingtian.

All the elders were very excited on the way, and their ancestors were finally willing to come back.

After so much time passed, they once thought that the head teacher would not be able to bring back the ancestor.

Beiwu Holy Land.

"I heard that Patriarch Mu Chuan is coming back today. I don't know if it's true."

"Nonsense, even Patriarch Qingyun came out in person to be greeted by Patriarch Mu Chuan. You don't know that the gate of the mountain is full of people."

"Isn't that right? There are many disciples from the Beiwu Holy Land around, waiting to observe the appearance of Mu Chuan's ancestor."

"Hurry up, otherwise, if you rush over later, I'm afraid you won't even have a place to stand."

The crowd flew out in a hurry, and the entire holy place became empty, only the front of the mountain gate was crowded with people.

In the crowd, a young man was holding the sword in his hand tightly, gritted his teeth, and looked a little nervous.

"Wang Yue, what's wrong with you?"

"No...it's okay..."

The sword in this young man's hand was the Xuanmu Black Gold Sword, and it was also Mu Chuan's first saber.

It was damaged many years ago.

But ever since he learned that Mu Chuan was coming back, Wang Yue deliberately spent all the spirit stones on his body and asked someone to help restore it.

He vaguely remembered what Mu Chuan looked like when he left.

He is also the Holy Land of Beiwu, and the last person who met the ancestor got a chance from Mu Chuan. At that time, he thought that Mu Chuan would never come back, so he didn't take this matter to heart.

Thinking about it now, I feel extremely excited.

The disciples around snickered a little: "You won't be thinking about that again, are you?"

"At that time, the ancestor probably said it casually, did you really take it seriously?"

"I……"

Wang Yue smiled bitterly and said nothing more.

That's right, Mu Chuan just said it casually at the beginning, but now he probably doesn't remember it.

I am afraid that in the end, I will be happy for nothing.

Wang Yue's expression became a little sad, and he lowered his head silently.

With a sound of breaking through the sky, more than a dozen figures landed at the entrance of the mountain gate. After Qingtian came back, he stood with his hands behind his back. After coughing twice, his aura changed drastically, with a bit of the majesty of the headmaster.

"Well, I didn't expect that everyone came out, not bad, not bad." Qingtian glanced a few times, then stepped aside at last, and said to Mu Chuan, "Old Ancestor, please, please come inside."

Mu Chuan walked in calmly, his eyes swept over Wang Yue, as if he didn't see it, he entered the mountain gate first.

After entering, it was nothing more than some compliments, and then a few pleasantries.

Asked about where to live, Mu Chuan chose the hillside where he once lived with Lingzhu.

That bamboo forest is full of his memories.

In the evening, when Qingtian came to deliver food, Mu Chuan said casually, "Is there a disciple named Wang Yue in the door?"

"Indeed, Patriarch, do you have any orders?"

"Well, let him be a true disciple tomorrow. Also, here is some stalactite liquid, you can send it to me by the way." Mu Chuan handed over a jade bottle.

Qingtian was taken aback: "The stalactite, if I remember correctly, you got the stalactite at the beginning, and you have come to today step by step... This, this is what you left behind?"

"Probably." Mu Chuan waved his hand, signaling him to go down.

In the following time, Mu Chuan even preached in the sect, by the way, he selected a few pleasing disciples, and taught them a few tricks.

When the time was almost up, Mu Chuan asked Qingtian to send Wang Yue the sword formula he created back then.

In the room, Wang Yue saw the head teacher who came several times in a row, and the things that kept being delivered, tears welled up in his eyes.

"Thank you Headmaster, thank you Patriarch..." Wang Yue knelt down on the ground, crying heavily.

He didn't expect that the ancestor hadn't forgotten him, and the ancestor really still remembered the original promise.

"What are you doing? If someone else sees it and hears it from the old ancestor, they will think that I have embezzled your things." Qingtian was startled, and quickly pulled Wang Yue up.

Wang Yue wiped away his tears: "Teacher, don't worry, Wang Yue will definitely live up to the expectations of the ancestors, and become a useful person to the sect as soon as possible."

"It's good if you have this kind of heart. If you understand the sword art given to you by the ancestor, your achievements in the future will definitely be limitless." Qingtian said a few perfunctory words, glanced at the sky, and said anxiously; "Oops, it's getting late , It’s time to finish cooking again, so go back quickly.”

Qing Tian flew back to his residence to prepare food.

After seeing it, the madam asked strangely: "Husband, what are you doing? How do you do the things that these handymen do? Besides, at our level, we don't need to eat at all."

Seeing his wife approaching, Qingtian threw the things on the ground.

"Huh! During the inspection just now, I found that these disciples were actually cooking for a little bit of tongue, so they were confiscated. My husband is the Lord of the Holy Land. How could he do such despicable things? Madame misunderstood .”

"Really? But my husband, why did you roll up your sleeves, and your hands are full of oil stains." Madam was a little surprised.

"Ah, ah haha, this was just accidentally touched when collecting things, Madam misunderstood."

"Oh oh oh~"

The woman scratched her head and left with doubts.

Only then did Qingtian heave a sigh of relief, and wanted to pick up the things on the ground.

Who knew that the woman suddenly turned her head back: "By the way, my husband, have you seen the fire foxes I raised, one male and one female, today I don't know why, but they can't be found today. They always come back before dark in the past."

"This... this..." Qingtian said with a guilty conscience: "Maybe, maybe it's because of playfulness and getting lost."

At the foot of the mountain, a disciple ran up: "Teacher, the Fire Spirit Fox you asked me to clean up has been finished..."

Qingtian: "..."

(The company resumed work today, there are too many things to do, plus Cavin, I really can't write it out, and I will make up the rest for everyone tomorrow. Well, I also thank the "Heroes of Charity" for the reward.)
(End of this chapter)