The corpses in front of Zhentian Pass were all over the field, the blood flowed like a river, and several sections of the city wall seemed to have been violently collapsed by some kind of magic weapon.

When Mu Shaoan returned with Zuoqian, he saw this scene.

I don't know how many people died?

As for the people who survived, no matter what their identities were, they seemed to have a little more inexplicable awe in their expressions, and this time, everyone in Zhentianguan really saw what it was called a powerful and desperate immortal.

It took a lot of twists and turns, explained the errand, and explained the cause of death of Deputy General Duan and others, Mu Shaoan and Zuo Qian were able to enter Zhentianguan, this is because Zhentianguan has just experienced a tragic war, otherwise things will not be so simple.

Back in his small courtyard, his family was safe and sound, but what made Mu Shaoan very painful was that as soon as he entered the courtyard gate, he saw that Brother Xiaoyuan was leading Xiao Min to have fun in the yard, it seemed that what happened outside had nothing to do with him.

What a?

"Father, you're back!"

The little brother just turned around and shouted happily, and continued to play, Mu Shao'an was so depressed in his heart, he could only watch Brother Xiaoyuan be the father, Xiao Min be the mother, and the little stone was the son, and the three little guys had a great time.

"Xiaoyuan, come here! I ask you, do you want to cultivate immortals?"

Brother Xiaoyuan walked over with a puzzled expression, "Father, what is cultivating immortals?"

Mu Shaoan didn't wait for an answer, there was a low crying sound behind him, the cheap wife actually hid in the house and cried, and at this moment he heard the word Xiuxian was even more shocked and sad, and there was a beautiful little widow who was also crying and sad and shocked next to him.

Mu Shaoan didn't care about them, things can't be delayed, the Yunmeng Sect of Fuyun Mountain has been officially born, although that Hongchen guest is very paradoxical, but his strength is still very good, the Dao inheritance should be one of the best in this world, such a good opportunity cannot be missed.

What do women know?

It's a pity that Brother Xiaoyuan on this side has already spoken.

"Father, I don't want to cultivate immortals, I want to study and read, go to Beijing in the future to take the exam, come back with a champion, be a big official, pick up a lot of gold, and honor my father and mother, I won't make you angry." ”

Your uncle!

Mu Shaoan was instantly furious.

"What books do you read, what kind of words do you know? The champion is a fart? The big official is a fart, your father and I can train you casually, your fool brother who is covered in hair can open up the territory and leave a name in history, you are a mallet, Lao Tzu will give you the opportunity to live forever and see for a long time, you should still be a dung ball under the feet of the shell! Prepare me to cultivate immortals tomorrow!"

Mu Shao'an's irritable voice resounded in the small courtyard, and then even louder cries and howls also sounded, crying that made him upset and helpless.

It's not that he didn't want to cheat on Brother Xiaoyuan, such as giving him some spiritual opportunities, but this matter has to be done if he enters the cultivation sect and embarks on the road of cultivating immortals.

Otherwise, give him the inspiration in advance, in case he uses it on the pickle girl, he will ensure that the beauty will be coaxed, hugging left and right, enjoying the beauty of Qi people, and the harem is harmonious.

In case this spiritual power is used by him in the reading exam, every time he writes a peerless article, the spiritual energy will be consumed a little, and every time he writes a piece of poetry, the spiritual energy will also be consumed.

What a joke.

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

This kind of hatred of iron does not become steel, Mu Shaoan can be regarded as realizing.

In the next three days, no matter how hard and soft he was, racking his brains, threatening and luring, but Brother Xiaoyuan had a strategy, crying.

Simple, effective, and directly made Mu Shaoan helpless.

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

There was no way, Mu Shaoan had to resolutely announce that he was going to cultivate immortals, and the fat water would not flow into the fields of outsiders, the position of the founding disciple of Yunmeng Sect, he had to keep it, and not ask for anything else, if in the future, once Brother Xiaoyuan changed his mind, he would just accept him as a disciple or something, which is the so-called pity for the hearts of parents in the world.

Of course, Mu Shaoan also wants to try, can you force Brother Xiaoyuan, in case this kid is very filial, come and say, father, I'll go to cultivate immortals on your behalf, okay, very good, everything is fine, you can clear this task world immediately.

But it's a pity that Mu Shao'an walked out of the courtyard gate with a small package on his back, except for the cheap wife and youngest son Wu Yan who cried even more, Brother Xiaoyuan stood there gritting his teeth and staring at his eyes, his gaze was very resolute.

In an instant, the last ray of hope for Mu Shao's peace of mind was shattered, but how could it be rectified?

Lao Tzu is about to become depressed.

Then Zuo Qian suddenly came out and gave Mu Shaoan the last blow of understanding.

"Master, don't worry, I will take care of my sister, my little junior brother. ”

Paralysis!

The people up and down Zhentian Pass did accept it, and saw the power of the cultivators, and recognized the concept that there are immortals in the world, but for Mu Shao'an's desire to go to the apprenticeship and cultivate immortals, they still felt that he was crazy.

So regretful, ridiculed, probing, curious, and idiotic eyes sent Mu Shao'an all the way, until he came to the foot of Fuyun Mountain, he saw a big stone falling from the sky, as neat as a knife, with eighteen big characters written on it!

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

Uncle!

Mu Shaoan couldn't help but scold, this time he finally understood why those people in Zhentianguan looked at him so idiotically, why Zuoqian was so gloating, why the cheap wife looked like a dead husband, why Brother Xiaoyuan looked at him so paradoxically, feelings, this reason is here!

They thought that this was just a farce, or that they were destined to one day, maybe tomorrow morning, they would fall from the peak of ten thousand people, and the bones and scum would no longer exist.

Alas, it is really the people in the 2.5D space, and if they want to improve their dimension, it is equivalent to ruining the world they live in, destroying their long-standing concepts, and ruining everything for them.

It is simply impossible to rely on conventional methods, to rely on their own ideas, to convince them of their obsessions.

Mu Shao'an closed his eyes painfully, then turned his head and returned to Zhentianguan, ignoring all the eyes, came to his own courtyard, and without saying a word, he carried the girl named Xiaomin on his shoulder, and then smiled at Brother Xiaoyuan, "You kid has a kind, don't you want to marry Xiaomin as a wife?" Okay, I will bring her back in ten years, when you are still a mud leg, and she is already a person who can cultivate immortals, I see how you can marry her? If you don't cultivate immortals, you will never marry her in your life!"

Brother Xiaoyuan still stared at him and didn't speak, but there was a heartbreaking and heartbroken cry from his cheap wife behind him, "Wu Laosan, you old man, you can't die well!