Officialdom doesn't matter! Politics too! If you want to be on top of people, you have to be inclusive. Filthy or clean! We must know how to make good use of others, and we must not act or manage because of personal likes and dislikes.

It is precisely because of this that there is a saying in Huaxia: The prime minister can hold the boat in his belly!

To be able to tolerate what others can't tolerate, and to endure what others can't tolerate is the first step for those in high positions.

Xianyu is standing tall and quietly being his mascot, and at the same time, he sees everyone's performance in his eyes, and occasionally mentions what he likes, but never interferes in it! In order to let them progress in 'real combat'...

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"Ahh I don't have classes today, why do you wake me up so early in the morning! ”

"Stinky boy, have you forgotten that today is your twelfth birthday?" Xianyu said with a smile.

"Twelfth birthday?" Xiansheng looked confused, and then swept his head, these days he has been trained by his father and mother working overtime every day, and he is dizzy...

That's right! It's my birthday! The sage remembered... Then when he looked at his unscrupulous father smiling, he didn't know why his heart was furious...

"Dad, did you want to surprise me on my birthday today to wake me up?" Although his heart was furious, Xiansheng still tried his best to squeeze out a smile and ask cutely.

"yes!" The corners of Xianyu's mouth hooked slightly: "According to the rules set by your father and me, all the children of my Xian family will go out to train on their own when they reach the age of twelve!" However, you have inherited the excellent genes of your parents and parents, and your father thinks that if you don't seal your cultivation, it won't be difficult to go out and practice! So son..."

Nine Dragons Seal!

Large Space Teleportation!

Xiansheng looked at his unscrupulous father with a bewildered look and stretched out a hand with a smile, and then he only felt that nine terrifying forces suddenly appeared and turned into nine oriental dragons and penetrated into his body, and then the scene in front of him changed to a clear sky...

"Ahh What's even more speechless is that the originally powerful magic and mystic energy in his body can't be used at all...

Dad, you're a son of a bastard! You're going to kill me...

With a swish, the poor sage child turned into a humanoid free-falling 'meteor' and crashed into the bottomless Grand Canyon...

Boom... Boom... Boom...

Hyunsung felt as if he had become a ball, and he didn't know how many times he had been bounced...

Burst... A mouthful of blood spat out of Xiansheng's mouth, and although he was now seriously injured and dying, he still used his last strength to say, "Dad... You bastard..."

On the other side, Xianyu used spatial insight magic to look at Xiansheng's sad appearance, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Uh... Teleportation error! ”

And Nie Caidie, who was standing beside Xianyu, had silently taken out a sword from his spatial ring at this time...

Xianyu swooped and ran away, Nie Caidie swung his sword and chased after him, chasing him again and again, and said angrily: "Xianyu, you bastard, you stop me, the old lady is going to cut you today..."

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When the sage suddenly felt a hint of coolness and opened his eyes forcefully, he only saw the roof of a thatched house...

Tear! Just trying to move his body slightly, Hyunsung felt a sharp pain that ripped his heart and lungs... Dad, that bastard even sealed the power of my bloodline? Am I his own child?

Xiansheng suddenly felt the urge to cry, he finally knew why his father and mother suddenly worked overtime for him...

Dad stipulated that the children and grandchildren of the virtuous family should be self-reliant at the age of twelve to go outside to practice, but why is my sister not sealed anything, just disguised... Why am I so sad when it arrives?

From childhood to adulthood, my father has always been a poor son and a rich daughter, and he has gathered thousands of dotes for his sister Xianxian... For him and Xianpeng... Ay!

"Ahem... Are you awake? An old voice coughed a few times and said, "It's good to wake up, I'm really afraid that the old man won't be able to save you when he meets you... Most of your bones are broken, and your internal organs are also seriously injured, if it weren't for your recovery ability, which is far better than ordinary people, the old man would not be able to do anything. Have a good rest..."

The old man looked at the injuries and recovery of the virtuous saint, then walked away with a few words...

Looking at the back of the old man leaving, Xiansheng continued to look around... It's just a simple thatched hut, why is there still a thin fairy spirit in this room... It's just that this fairy spirit is thin and pitiful!

In this way, the seriously injured and 'dying' Xiansheng lay in bed for more than half a month, and then recovered like a 'miracle' under the old man's exclamation!

Through half a month of inquiring and getting along, Xiansheng knew that this strange place where he was now belonged to the outer gate of the Immortal Cultivation Sect.

This old man was once a powerhouse of this sect, but he was unfortunately seriously injured during an expedition to the Immortal Mansion, and his cultivation was lost...

The immortal cultivator Xiansheng once saw it from his unscrupulous father and some information at home, although there are many immortal cultivation cheats at home, but he has never touched it... He mainly studied Xuan Qi and magic.

Now that my life's mystical qi and magic cultivation have been sealed by my father, not to mention, even the power of my own inheritance of my father's bloodline has been sealed for most of it... What should I do with this experience? Learn to cultivate immortals?

Hyunsung thought about it for a long time while he was lying in a hospital bed... In the end, he asked the old man Shen Tianyi who saved him and asked him about the door of cultivating immortals and seeking the Tao!

And Shen Tianyi did not refuse Xiansheng, but excitedly told Xiansheng that he had already checked his bones when he was helping him see a doctor! It is said that the virtuous saint is a rare immortal cultivator in ten thousand years, so Shen Tianyi is very willing to recommend him to his sect, and entrusts him to help him take care of the daughter of the outer sect after he enters the sect in the future!

Xiansheng is now 'unrelated', and the old man Shen Tianyi not only has a life-saving grace for him, but also makes him feel a trace of warmth in this strange place, so he happily agreed.

Then in order to wait for Shen Tianyi's sect to open the mountain and accept disciples, Xiansheng waited for two months under the careful care of the old man...

The day when Qingyun Sect opened the mountain to accept disciples had finally arrived, and the virtuous saint was waiting for the path of cultivating immortals with a letter of introduction written by Shen Tianyi in his arms!

Because Shen Tianyi told him that the letter of introduction could not be used until the critical time, he also had to go to the mountaineering gate to learn the art according to the apprenticeship test of the Qingyun Sect!

Although he is only twelve years old now, Xiansheng has the double excellent bloodline of Xianyu, a super master, and his mother, Nie Caidie, an immortal-level master, because he has been a top since he was a child! It's just that it's too common for the family and the Autumn Harvest Village and the City of Freedom to be outstanding, so everyone is used to it.

But now when the superb little Zhengtai of the Xiansheng appeared in the study team of the Qingyun Sect's mountaineering gate, it immediately attracted the attention of countless people...

Xiansheng felt the strange gaze around him, and asked a little girl next to him who was similar to himself with a confused face, "Is there anything on my face?" ”。

The little girl's face turned red, and she said timidly: "No... No! ”

And the virtuous saint is even more confused... What the hell are these people looking at?