At noon, after having lunch, Mo Hai and Qin Xiaoyue called Zeng Jinren and said they would visit him in the afternoon, and Zeng Jinren quickly agreed.
After hanging up the phone, Zeng Jinren quickly called his grandchildren and granddaughters and asked them to rush back immediately.
The wealth should not flow to outsiders, so Zeng Jinren naturally wanted the younger generations of his family to inherit the legacy of Qing Yuanzi.
An hour later, Zeng Jinren's grandsons and granddaughters all gathered.
Zeng Jinren had five sons and eleven grandsons and granddaughters in total. The eldest grandson was over thirty years old, and the youngest granddaughter was only fifteen or sixteen years old.
"Grandpa, you are so anxious, has something happened?" asked Zeng Jinren's eldest grandson. Zeng Jinren's eldest grandson was married long ago and his child is seven years old.
"Of course I have called you here because there is something important. There is a Taoist priest who wants to accept a disciple and inherit his Taoist heritage. I think there is a suitable candidate among you. I hope you will perform well and don't let me down." Zeng Jinren said.
, with a rather majestic look on his face.
"Ah? Grandpa, I, I don't want to be a Taoist priest." Zeng Jinren's granddaughter, sixteen-year-old Zeng Anan, said.
"An'an, this is a rare opportunity. That Taoist priest is a great person. If you inherit his skills, it will be of great benefit to you. What's more, I don't know if the Taoist priest will like you.
, you want to be a Taoist priest, but you may not have the chance." Zeng Jinren said with a smile, grandpa has always been very doting on his youngest grandson.
Because of his young age, Zeng Anan is naturally the only person in the Zeng family who dares to talk back to the old man.
"If you don't like me, if you want me to be a Taoist priest, I would rather be a soldier." Zeng An'an said.
"Haha, An'an, although grandpa wants you to become a soldier, he would rather you become a Taoist priest. It would be an honor for our Zeng family to have the most powerful female Taoist priest in China." Zeng Jinren said with a smile.
"Grandpa, you know how to make fun of me." Zeng Anan said coquettishly.
"Haha, okay, grandpa, I'm not joking anymore, but wait a minute, you all have to cheer me up. If I ask you if you would like to be a Taoist priest, you all have to say yes, you know?" Zeng Jinren's tone became serious.
"Grandpa, aren't you forcing things on others?" Zeng Anan muttered.
Others nodded, especially Zeng Jinren's granddaughters, who were naturally very repelled by becoming Taoist priests. How could any girl become a Taoist priest? If they became female Taoist priests, they would become the laughing stock in the future.
"Grandpa is creating another opportunity for you. If grandpa and I didn't know your Uncle Mo, your Uncle Mo wouldn't have given me this opportunity. If you don't want to, there will be a large number of people waiting behind you." Zeng Jinren said.
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"Uncle Mo? Which Uncle Mo?"
People like Zeng An'an don't know about Uncle Mo. Things about Mo Hai are confidential. Zeng Jinren naturally didn't tell his grandchildren. The mobile phone will remember to provide you with wonderful novel reading in one second.
But today, since Mo Hai is coming to the house, it is natural to mention it first. Zeng Jin is an old man, but he does not really regard Mo Hai as a young man. Mo Hai behaves as if he is a living person.
A monster that is hundreds of years old, and Mo Hai's abilities may not be possible even if he has not been cultivated for hundreds of years, so in Zeng Jinren's heart, he regarded Mo Hai as a senior who was much older than him.
Being able to get to know such a peerless master is a blessing. This blessing belongs to you and your descendants.
This time when Mo Hai came to visit, Zeng Jinren asked his grandchildren to call Mo Hai uncle, which was more cordial.
"Uncle Mo is my best friend, and he is also a strange man. He is very capable. You respect him more than you do me. Do you understand?" Zeng Jinren solemnly warned, only when he said that he and Mo Hai were close friends.
, Zeng Jinren’s old face couldn’t help but flash a hint of embarrassment, but of course, no one saw it.
"Got it." Zeng Anan and others nodded in agreement. Zeng Jinren was the dean of Longwu Academy and was exposed to all the strange people and strange things in China. Therefore, people like Zeng Anan, as the grandchildren of Zeng Jinren, were also exposed to them.
I know much more than ordinary people. There are indeed many capable people in this world. Their abilities are almost comparable to those of the masters in TV series.
Seeing how highly their grandfather admired Uncle Mo, Zeng Anan and others couldn't help but picture this Uncle Mo in their minds.
This Uncle Mo should be a middle-aged uncle. I don't know if he is rough and bold, or elegant and kind.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Qin Xiaoyue sent Mo Hai to Zeng Jinren's home.
Zeng Jinren's residence is in a village on the outskirts. The environment is quite quiet, with flowers and plants in the yard. Zeng Jinren's wife passed away from illness a few years ago, so this yard is usually only occupied by Zeng Jinren. Of course, there are two other people.
A guard.
Originally, it was planned to assign ten guards to Zeng Jinren, but Zeng Jinren kept refusing. In the end, he had no choice but to assign two guards. The country also considered that Zeng Jinren was old and if something unexpected happened if he lived alone, he would not be safe.
no one knows.
At the door, Zeng Jinren and his grandchildren were waiting.
Zeng Anan and others were excited and nervous at the same time. I wonder what kind of person this Uncle Mo is? Could he be very fierce?
The Bentley stopped, the passenger door opened, and Mo Hai got out of the car.
"Master Mo, it's my honor for you to come to my humble residence." Zeng Jinren stepped forward and said with a respectful tone and a humble attitude.
"You're welcome, Mr. Zeng. I'm here this time and I have something to ask Mr. Zeng for help." Mo Hai said with a smile.
"If you have any instructions, it doesn't matter. By the way, I'll introduce them. These are my grandchildren. Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and call Uncle Mo." Zeng Jinren said, seeing these juniors,
Still looking at it dumbly, he couldn't help but increase his tone and reminded.
"Uh, Mo, Uncle Mo." Zeng An'an and others shouted in confusion.
Is this Uncle Mo too young? He seems to be in his twenties, and his grandfather's attitude towards him is probably too respectful. Too much respect, and it turns into respect.
These juniors were not stupid. They immediately became suspicious of what grandpa just said, "Your Uncle Mo and I are close friends."
However, they did not dare to ask any more questions and just looked at the young Uncle Mo curiously.
"Hello." Mo Hai responded with a smile and took a look at Zeng Jinren's grandchildren. If there are any suitable ones, Mo Hai wouldn't mind giving them some advice.
It's just a pity that they are all ordinary people who did not surprise Mo Hai. At this time, if Mo Hai accepts disciples, it will definitely be more stringent. There is no one on earth who can make Mo Hai shine, let alone Yili.
Pick one, or at least pick one among tens of millions of people.
Although there are indeed cultivation geniuses on the earth, Mo Hai doesn't have time to screen them one by one. It depends on Mo Hai's luck and the fate of those who have cultivation talents. If fate is destined, they can naturally become Mo Hai's disciples.
Just like Ye Ling, Ye Ling's body of a spiritual snake is one in a million. It is fate that she can meet Mo Hai.