Jin Zunzun put his hands behind his back, with a solemn look on his fat little face, and said in an old-fashioned tone: "Fang Rui, you are too impatient. Beilei is indeed your little ancestor, but she is the closest person to her.
Who is it? Do you think it’s you? Or me? Stop dreaming, it’s not the case! Her closest relative is Miss Gu Qingxi.
To Beilei, you and I are just strangers we just met.
If you want to separate them now who love each other as mother and daughter, it will only make Beilei resent you and never get close to you."
Fang Rui heard these words, cold sweat broke out on his vest, and he hurriedly apologized: "Lord Gu King, please forgive me, it was my subordinate who was not thinking carefully and almost made a big mistake."
If her inappropriate behavior caused the little ancestor to resent the Holy Land and his own home, then she would be a sinner.
Seeing Fang Ruicheng's fearful look, Jin Zunzun smiled and said, "You always look so serious, I just said that, just remember it."
"Yes." Fang Rui responded.
"If you want Beilei to be happy, then you must take good care of Miss Gu. When Miss Gu is happy, Beilei will be happy, understand?" Jin Zunzun ordered.
"Yes, yes!" Fang Rui nodded repeatedly.
Gu Beilei, who was in the room, was being held in Gu Qingxi's arms at this time.
"Beilei, did you have fun?" Gu Qingxi asked warmly.
"Happy! I caught a lot of fish! Jin Zunzun was so stupid and couldn't catch it, so I turned one of my arms into many thin vine nets to connect them together, and then I caught a lot of fish. Then there were many people on the shore.
They looked at us and applauded me. They said I was very powerful." Gu Beilei happily told what happened just now.
"Does Beilei like it here?" Gu Qingxi asked again.
"I like it." Gu Beilei nodded, "But I like the master more. I don't want to be separated from the master, and I don't want to be separated from the master!"
Gu Qingxi was startled when he heard this.
She had always regarded Beilei as an ignorant child. But Beilei was actually very sensitive. After she asked those words, Beilei might have noticed something immediately.
"Master, don't leave me, okay? They all say that I am their little ancestor, and that this is my home. But I only know that a place with a master is home. And Xiaojiu and Xiaobai
, Zaizai, I don’t even want to be separated from them." Gu Beilei turned around and buried her head in Gu Qingxi's arms, and said dullly.
Gu Qingxi's eyes were sore.
Bei Lei actually knows everything...
"As long as Beilei wants to be with us, no one can separate us." Gu Qingxi hugged Gu Beilei tightly and comforted her softly, making a solemn promise.
The next day, the Holy Land was full of excitement and joy, everyone was happy for the return of their little ancestor.
Everyone was busy because they were preparing to hold a dinner party in three days to celebrate the return of their little ancestor.
There was great joy inside the Holy Land, but some people outside the Holy Land became angry after learning that the Holy Land actually let a few outsiders in.
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Changling Palace.
The vigorous peak of the Supreme Elder.
In the main hall, an old man with white hair and beard is meditating with his eyes closed.
Outside the hall, the voice of disciples could be heard.
"I would like to report to the Supreme Elder, the Palace Master of Dongling Palace, and the Palace Master of Shuiling Palace for an audience."
The old man slowly opened his eyes, showing no signs of anger.
He is none other than the Supreme Elder of Changling Palace, Yan Songqing.
He is the strongest person in Changling Palace, but he usually doesn't care about world affairs. He will only appear from his peak when Mu Qingyu asks for help.
Dongling Palace and Shuiling Palace are the other two sects in Wujiang. Their strength and scale are second only to Changling Palace. Changling Palace has always taken the lead.
At least, that's the case on the surface.
Yan Songqing opened his eyes and said calmly: "No, let them go find Mu Qingyu if they have something to do."
The person in charge of Wujiang has always been Mu Qingyu, don't these two people know that?
Soon, the disciple's voice sounded again: "The two palace masters have something important to report, which is about Palace Master Mu."
"Xuan." Yan Songqing put down his crossed legs, sat down with an indifferent expression, and waited for the two palace masters to arrive.
Soon, two middle-aged men with impressive figures entered the main hall with steady steps. After seeing Yan Songqing, they both bowed respectfully.
"I've met the Supreme Elder."
"You guys are here, what do you mean?" Yan Songqing's voice was full of majesty.
After the two looked at each other, the Palace Master of Dongling Palace stepped forward and held his hands, saying: "I hope the Supreme Elder Mingjian, Mu Qingyu, actually brought a few outsiders into the Holy Land without permission. I heard that the guards guarding the Holy Land stopped those few people from entering."
A foreigner entered and was beaten, wounded and taken away for punishment."
"What?!" Yan Songqing's expression suddenly changed.
Although he has always been indifferent to the worship and worship of ancestors in the Holy Land, and sometimes even sneered at it. Because in his opinion, what do the so-called achievements of tens of thousands of years ago have to do with them?
The current prosperity and power of Wujiang is due to the efforts of modern monks.
Everything that happened in ancient times has long become a thing of the past.
In addition to improving the environment of Wujiang, did these two ancestors do anything else?
Even if you teach some people to practice, the benefits are still those people at the beginning. What does it have to do with them ten thousand years later?
It is simply ridiculous and boring for a holy place to worship so-called ancestors from such a long time ago. Maybe these two ancestors have turned into dust long ago.
However, it has long been an iron rule that outsiders are not allowed to enter the Holy Land.
Now a foreigner has actually entered the holy land of Wujiang! Mu Qingyu dared to break this iron law. He simply didn't take Wujiang seriously, nor did he take him, the Supreme Elder who was in charge of Wujiang, seriously!
Those foreigners deserve to die too!
The master of Shuiling Palace took two steps forward and reported: "We heard that the guard was injured. We don't know the details yet. But he did bring three foreigners into the Holy Land!"
Iwamatsu Qing slapped the armrest of the chair with a fierce slap, and said angrily: "This is so outrageous! How unbecoming!"
When the Palace Master of Dongling Palace and the Palace Master of Shuiling Palace saw Yan Songqing being so angry, they felt at ease.
This time, let’s see how Mu Qingyu explains it!
He has been sitting in the position of Lord of Wujiang for so long, it’s time to give up!
The three of them should take turns taking the position of the Lord of Wujiang. How could he be allowed to occupy it all the time?
"Come here, call Mu Qingyu to see me." Yan Songqing said angrily. After finishing speaking, he raised his hand to stop, "No, I'll go and see for myself."
Yan Songqing stood up and walked quickly outside the hall.
The two palace masters behind them looked at each other and saw the successful smiles in each other's eyes.
It was a joyous holy land, but we didn’t know that a storm was about to come.