The corpses everywhere across the field before Zhentianguan, blood flowing into a river, and several City Wall sections seem to be forcibly destroyed by some sort of Magical Artifact.

Mu Shaoan saw this scene when he returned with Zuo Qian.

How many people died?

As for the people who survived, no matter what their status, they seem to have a little inexplicable awe in their expressions. At this time, everyone in Zhentianguan has really seen what is powerful. Desperate Divine Immortal.

It took a lot of setbacks to explain the errands and explain the cause of death of Vice-General Duan and the others. Only when Mu Shaoan and Zuo Qian were allowed to enter Zhentian Pass, it was because Zhentian Pass had just experienced it. After a terrible war, otherwise things would not be so simple.

Back to his small courtyard, his family was in good health, but Mu Shaoan was very troubled. As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw that Xiao Yuan was eagerly leading Xiao Min in the courtyard. There was a lot of fun inside, and it seemed that what happened outside had nothing to do with him.

What can I do? It's a pitfall.

"Father, you're back!"

That Xiaoyuan brother just turned his head and yelled happily, and then went on playing. Mu Shaoan felt depressed, he could only Watching Brother Xiaoyuan as a father, Xiao Min as a mother, and Xiao Shitou as a son, the three little fellows had a great time.

"Xiaoyuan, come here! I ask you, do you want to go to cultivation?"

Brother Xiaoyuan walked over, looking confused, "father, what Is it cultivation?"

Mu Shaoan didn’t wait for an answer, and there was a low crying behind him. The cheap wife was hiding in the house and crying. At this moment, I heard that the word cultivation was even more glaring. Shocked and sad, there was a beautiful little widow who was also crying sad and shocked standing beside her.

Mu Shaoan doesn’t care about them, things can’t be delayed. Fuyunshanyun Dream Sect has been officially born. Although that celebrity guest is very paradoxical, but the strength is still very good, the inheritance of Taoism should be in this world It is one of the very best, such a good opportunity cannot be missed.

What do women know?

Unfortunately, Brother Xiaoyuan on this side has already spoken.

"Father, I don’t want to go to cultivation. I want to go to study and literacy. I will go to Beijing to take the exam in the future. I will be a champion. I will be an official, pick up a lot of gold, and honor my father and mother. I will not provoke you. Angry."

Your uncle!

Mu Shaoan was instantly angry.

"Which books do you know? The champion is a fart? The official is a fart. Your father, let me tune it casually. Your woolly fool Junior Brother can open up new ground. , Qingshi left a name, you a club, I give you the opportunity to grow old with unfailing eyes and ears, you are still a dung ball at the feet of the shit shell guy! I will prepare for cultivation tomorrow!"

Mu Shaoan's grumpy voice resounded through the small courtyard, followed by a louder cry of mourning, which made him distraught and helpless.

It's not that he never thought of cheating Xiaoyuan, such as giving him some ideas, but this matter requires him to enter the cultivation sect and embark on the road of cultivation.

Otherwise, give him the idea in advance, in case he uses it to pick up girls, to ensure that he will coax the beauties back, hug left and right, sit and enjoy the beauty of the same people, and the harmony of the harem.

Should this idea be used by him for reading exams, then every time he writes a peerless article, the idea will consume a little, and every time he writes a piece of handed down poem, that idea will also be consumed.

What a joke.

So before Brother Xiaoyuan didn't have a firm heart to Dao, this cheating wouldn't work. Poor Lao Tzu's dark gold mecha was still on it, and there was no way to give up.

Mu Shaoan has realized the taste of hate iron for not becoming steel.

For the next three days, no matter how hard and soft he is, racking his brains, threatening and tempting him, but Xiaoyuan’s brother cried with one strategy.

Simple and effective, Mu Shaoan was helpless.

For the first time, he felt that the main task of urging Xiaoyuan to embark on the road of cultivation was afraid of the difficulty of SSS-Rank, because there were not many things that could make him helpless.

No way, Mu Shaoan had to resolutely announced that he was going to cultivation, don't let one's own fertile water flow into others' field, the location of the eldest disciple of Dream Sect, He has to keep it and don't ask for anything else. In the future, if Xiaoyuan brother changes his mind, he will just accept him as a dísciple or something, just like the pity of the parents in the world.

Of course, Mu Shaoan also wants to try, can you force Xiaoyuan brother, in case this kid is very filial, here is a sentence, father, let me cultivation for you, good, good, everything is fine, you can clear the task world immediately.

But it’s a pity that Mu Shaoan walked out of the hospital with a small package on his back. Except for the cheap wife and youngest son Wu Yan crying harder, Brother Xiaoyuan stood there and bit Ya stared, his eyes-very firm.

In an instant, the last hope in Mu Shaoan's heart was shattered, but how to fix it?

I'm almost suffering from depression.

Then Zuo Qian suddenly appeared and gave Mu Shaoan the last knowing blow.

"Master, don't worry, I will take good care of my sister, Little Junior Brother and them."

Parallel!

The people at Zhentian Pass did accept it and saw the power of cultivator, and recognized the concept of Divine Immortal in the world, but for Mu Shaoan's desire to go to cultivation, he still felt that it was He got frustrated.

So regret, ridicule, inquiry, curiosity, and idiotic eyes sent Mu Shaoan all the way, until he came to the foot of Fuyun Mountain, he saw a big stone that fell from the sky, neatly cut like a knife, and written on it Draw eighteen characters with a golden hook and iron!

"Those who enter my cloud Dream Sect, must first climb to the top of Floating Cloud Mountain to see me!"

Oh, uncle!

Mu Shaoan couldn’t help but yelled at him. This time he finally understood why the people in Zhentianguan looked so stupid at him, and why Zuoqian was so taking pleasure in other people’s misfortune. Why does that cheap wife look like a dead husband? Why is Xiaoyuan's eyes so paradoxical and emotional when he sees him? This is the reason!

They thought that this was just a farce, or that they were destined to someday, maybe tomorrow morning, they would fall from the peak of Ten Thousand Ren, and the bones and scum would no longer exist.

Hey, it turns out that they are people in 2.5D space. If you want to increase their dimensionality, it is tantamount to ruining their living world, ruining their concept of for a long time, ruining everything about them .

If you want to rely on conventional methods, if you want to rely on their own ideas, and want to convince them of the obsessions in their hearts, that is fundamentally impossible.

Mu Shaoan closed his eyes in pain, then turned his head back to Zhentianguan, ignoring all his eyes, and came to his small courtyard. Without a word, he carried the girl named Xiao Min. On his shoulders, and laughed at Brother Xiaoyuan, "You brat has a kind, don’t you want to marry Xiaomin as your wife? Okay, I will bring her back in ten years, when the time comes you are still a muddy leg, and She is already the person who can soar into the clouds and mount the mists of the cultivation. How do you marry her? Without cultivation, you will never be able to marry her in your life!"

Brother Xiaoyuan I still stared and didn't speak, but behind me came a heartbreaking and heartbreaking cry from the cheap wife, "Old Wu III, you are an old man, you can't die! This is a crime!"

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