Ten minutes later, Old Man Mu got everyone's questions and smiled: "Okay, I know all your questions." Don't worry, whether my aunt is true or not, let's let our aunt prove it herself. ”

Turning his head, he politely asked Mu Qiuniang to let these children and grandchildren of the Mu family who have no eyesight have a little color to see, and have a long insight, so as not to see the other old ancestors of the Mu family in the future, one or two will all embarrass the Mu family.

Mu Qiuniang nodded lightly.

In everyone's eyes, a jade hand stretched out from between his sleeves, his fingers were held weakly, and a silver-white brush appeared out of thin air, as if by magic.

As soon as she drew in the air, the black ink was actually condensed in the air, and there seemed to be an invisible white paper in the air, allowing her to splash ink. After a while, a magnificent white tiger appeared in the air.

On the forehead of the white tiger, there is also a white rose.

Its blue eyes, cold and ruthless, stared at all beings.

"Roar......" it let out a long roar and jumped into the air.

Then, it turned into countless white balls of light and floated in front of everyone.

The crowd was a little stunned.

Murong stretched out his hand to the ball of light, and the ball of light turned into a small white tiger the size of a palm, lay down in his palm, and exposed his belly, begging for comfort. It is really heart-warming to suddenly become so cute and so small and cute for an obviously cold and ferocious animal.

Murong couldn't help it, so he stretched out his other hand and tickled it with his index finger. The little one seemed satisfied, licked his fingers, and instructed him to continue.

When the people next to him saw it, they were both surprised and happy, and they also learned the same way.

Sure enough, their ball of light fell into the palm of their hand and turned into a small animal the size of a palm, although they were also little white tigers, but their personalities were varied. Some jump skin, some are gentle, some are arrogant, some are stinky fart-like, in short, the little appearance is very cute, people can't help but take out their hearts and pamper them.

"Can you touch it?" At this time, Mu Qiuniang spoke.

Why not? The cold feeling is so obvious, if you upset it, it can spray you with water. Of course, it doesn't have much water, just a small glass, and it can wet your whole face, making you angry and helpless.

Because as soon as you look down, you will see it tilting its head angrily, looking at you with ice blue eyes, as if to say: You are the one who makes me unhappy, you deserve it!

"It's just a little spell!" Mu Qiuniang didn't hold the pen, and with a wipe of it in the air, the little guy in their hand turned into a ball of starlight and disappeared into the air.

Suddenly, everyone was a little stunned.

"Grandma. Can we play a little longer?" There is a relatively young descendant of the Mu family, who has probably not graduated from elementary school yet, and looks at Mu Qiuniang expectantly with a pair of innocent eyes.

Mu Qiuniang pointed to the jade plate on his waist: "In your jade card, there is also a spirit beast living in it. If one day, you are able to cultivate the truth, you can also summon it. ”

The spirit beast is not a real demonic beast or demon beast, it is just some high-level cultivators, through some special techniques with spiritual power to form a beast simulation, as long as there is spiritual power, they can be generated.

However, unfortunately, they are not able to evolve like Warcraft/Demons, and there is only one way for them to evolve, and that is - to modify the rune array.

In the end, they were all just beastly simulacrums of the rune array.

Once their rune array is destroyed, they themselves disappear into this world.

"I can also fix the truth?!" the boy was surprised.

"Yes!" Mu Qiuniang nodded, "These jade plaques are all idiosyncratic, each of them has a light beast living in it, as long as you drip blood and recognize the master, whenever your life is in danger, they will save your life, the jade plaques are broken, and then they disappear." ”

The young man hurriedly hugged the jade plaque into his arms: "Then I don't want it to save me, I don't want it to disappear." ”

"Then you should cultivate the truth well, protect the jade plate, and don't let it have a chance to break. ”

"Then will I cultivate with you in the future?" this is also what everyone wants to ask.

Mu Qiuniang said: "Not everyone is suitable for cultivation, as for whether it is suitable or not, you can take a look at your own jade plate, if you press your name and see the jade card shine, then it is okay." If you can, you can go to Murong when the time comes, he is in charge of teaching. ”

Murong was stunned: Damn?!The master assigned him a task again?

Wait, can you remind him to say hello?

"There are also some people, the jade plate is not shining, then this part of the people can't cultivate the truth. Although you can't cultivate the truth, there is actually nothing to regret, a hundred years of life, as long as you live a meaningful life, it is actually no worse than cultivating the truth. And cultivation comes with more risks, because the world of cultivation is cruel, and you may face failure in cultivation at any time, lose the opportunity to reincarnate, or be killed by others......"

For the first time, Mu Qiuniang unveiled the mystery of Xiuzhen to everyone, and directly told how many people in the history of the Mu family had chosen Xiuzhen, and how many people were lost in the middle, and how many people really survived and successfully stepped into the Xiuzhen world.

"The cultivation realm is very cruel, and there are always only a few who can stand at the top of the golden characters. It's a pity that although I have cultivated for hundreds of years, I have not been able to ascend to the Immortal Realm, but compared to those who are lost in the middle, I am lucky, as long as I am alive, I will have the opportunity to ascend. ”

In the end, Mu Qiuniang did not forget to tell everyone the current situation of the cultivation realm, the cultivation realm had declined in a few hundred years after her cultivation, and the large reduction of aura made the cultivation of this world difficult.

In the cultivation realm, since her master's generation, no one has ascended for hundreds of years.

"Therefore, you have to choose carefully, maybe you choose to cultivate the truth, what you choose is a path of no return!"

How many people choose to cultivate the truth, Mu Qiuniang doesn't know, and the Mu family doesn't know. All of them were still immersed in shock, and they couldn't believe it—there really were cultivators in this world!

And their aunt and grandmother are actually cultivators!

It turned out that the cultivators had always been so close to them.

"You don't have to make a choice now, go back and think slowly, and wait until one day you think it through and figure it out, and then make a decision. Finally, Mu Qiuniang said.

Ancestor worship continues.

However, this year's ancestor worship is so the same as in previous years, but so different.

The elder began to sing, and he guided everyone to give the ancestor a snort.

"Bow down!"

"Two kowtows!"

"Three prostrations!"

……

The ancestors of the Mu family stipulated that no matter how many ancestors they want to worship, seventy-seven and forty-nine heads, just kowtow down sincerely. If you are a minor child, it can be halved.