Those few words of muttering made Chen Yang pay attention.
What the short and stocky young man said was that even if he had a daughter, he would not be willing to let the worshipers spoil her. If he did not lift seven or eight of them, they would die miserably.
Chen Yang did not talk to the mountain people any more.
What he should know, he already knows.
On the way back, Chen Yang smoothly followed the mountaineers to the top of the mountain and arrived at the Mingshi Mine.
The top of the mountain looks like a small town.
Inside and outside, there are hundreds of thousands of people living in the town. Except for a few aborigines, most of them settled because of the mines. At least one or two people in the family work in the mines.
Chen Yang walked around the town with great interest, and soon found out that the town was called Zhujiaweizi, and the name was quite strange.
All the aborigines have the surname Zhu.
Not long after Chen Yang wandered around, an old man with an apologetic smile came up to him, accompanied by a few strong, gray-faced men who looked like they had been working in the mines for a long time.
The old man stood from a distance, raised his hands above his head, and bowed so deeply that his hands almost didn't touch the ground.
The strong men in the mine behind him looked timid and didn't know how to place their hands and feet.
"The little old man's surname is Yu, but Chen Xianren said it to my face."
Chen Yang was not surprised by their arrival.
On the last section of the way up the mountain, he deliberately showed some tricks and helped a mountain man who had slipped.
The method of dragging people around, flying around in mid-air, and then flying back is naturally not common.
Along with Lao Matou, the news that there was an immortal going up the mountain spread like wildfire when Chen Yang stepped into the Zhu family enclosure.
Chen Yang had already guessed that it would attract the attention of people in the mine.
After all, in such a big place, it would be strange for an immortal cultivator to come here and not for the Underworld Stone Mine.
What Chen Yang was curious about was that the person who came was actually named Yu.
He smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to support me, and said: "I don't dare to be an immortal, I'm just a monk."
"The old gentleman's surname is Yu, but he is from the Dongfeng Yu family?"
The "Dongfeng" in Chen Yang's mouth refers to the county commander of the Yu family.
The commander-in-chief of a cultivating family is different from that of a secular family.
The main purpose of secular family is to show the noble blood, where you come from, and what great people your ancestors have had.
The commander-in-chief of a cultivating immortal family refers to magical powers, Taoism, utensils, various arts, etc.
If there is one thing that stands out from the crowd, leads the way, is different from others, and can be regarded as a symbol, it is the king of Xiuxian County.
When Chen Yang set out, he obtained information about the Yu family from the Deacon Hall. According to legend, a thousand years ago, the Yu family was not a nearby family, but was far away in a place that they themselves could not explain.
Just one day, an east wind blew up, and everyone in the Yu family, including buildings and livestock, were all blown away to where they are now.
With no way to turn back, we had no choice but to put down roots, and that's how the Yu family became today.
They took the name of the east wind that blew them over and called themselves the Dongfeng Yu Family.
From then on, for generations, the Yu family collected or developed spells, and even the fundamental laws passed down were all named after Dongfeng. Afterwards, most people actually didn’t know the origin of the word "Dongfeng"?
If it weren't for a sect with a long tradition like the Yin Mo Sect, it would still be difficult to figure this out in a short while.
Chen Yang was still thinking about things related to the Yu family. Mr. Yu smiled so hard that his face was wrinkled, but he waved his hands repeatedly and said humbly: "It's just a side story."
"The little old man is respected by the family master and becomes a steward in the mine."
"This is a grand offering on behalf of us, inviting the immortals to gather in the mine..."