Jiang Zhe was dumbfounded, Jiang's father was well organized, and almost blocked all his words, obviously, they really thought about everything.

Jiang Zhe said: "Just take a walk, don't you want to find a place to stay?"

Dad Jiang looked at Jiang Zhe: "Do you have any good places to recommend?"

Jiang Zhe said, "How is the Cloud Mist Sword Pavilion?"

Dad Jiang was stunned: "That's a blessed land of the fairy family, and outsiders can't enter it at all." Especially after Yu Zhe's ...... Woo Cheol ...... You kid?!"

Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, looking at the endless confidence in his eyes and the shining son in his eyes, he instantly realized something.

Yu Zhe, Jiang Zhe.

The second generation of disciples, the Yuzi generation!

Don't?

Although there are still many doubts about this inference, Dad Jiang just has a feeling that his son is amazing!

Jiang Zhe smiled: "Dad, Yu Zhe is just one of my identities. You want to go to the Cloud Mist Sword Pavilion, in a word. It's all your own people there, you go, you can toss as much as you want, practice martial arts if you want to practice martial arts, and refine alchemy if you want to. ”

Dad Jiang gasped and said, "Really?"

Jiang Zhe nodded.

Dad Jiang threw away the cigarette butt, and all the sadness between his eyebrows instantly dissipated, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud, tears also flowed down, and laughed: "Hahaha, okay, okay!

The next day, Jiang Zhe held a banquet and feasted the whole village, and the chickens, ducks and geese were pulled out to be killed and stewed!

Thank you for taking care of the villagers for so many years, as well as resigning.

Hearing that the Jiang family was moving away, many old neighbors were reluctant to pull Jiang's father and Jiang's mother and said a lot of things......

Although the grandparents also didn't understand, they didn't say anything.

On the third day, Jiang Zhe took Jiang's father, Jiang's mother, and grandparents to leave the village where they had lived for decades.

Jiang Zhe led them to Yundang Mountain, and with a thought, he came to the gate of the Cloud Mist Sword Pavilion.

With this ability to teleport, Jiang's father, Jiang's mother, and grandparents were dumbfounded!

Mother Jiang looked at the tall building and gate, and said uneasily in her heart: "Ah Zhe, can we really go in? It won't cause you any trouble, right?"

really came to the gate of the Cloud Mist Sword Pavilion, and Dad Jiang was also a little afraid, after all, this is a legendary sect.

It can be called the huge sect of the Stars and Stripes Country!

Jiang Zhe smiled and roared, "Where is the disciple of the Cloud Mist Sword Pavilion, open the door!"

Hearing Jiang Zhe's voice, the door opened, and a small head probed out, and then exclaimed, "Ancestor!"

Zhou Heng shouted: "The ancestor is back! Come on, the ancestor is back!"

Why is Jiang Zhe so awkward when he hears this, why does it sound so much like catching a thief?

Jiang Zhe raised his hand and gave Zhou Heng a violent shudder: "It's not just me who is back, your ancestor's parents, grandparents are here." ”

Zhou Heng's eyes widened, looking at the middle-aged and elderly people in front of him, he opened his mouth, was stunned for a long time, and said with a crying voice: "What should I call in this generation?"

He was stunned, Jiang's father, Jiang's mother, and Jiang Zhe's grandparents were also stunned.

Patriarch?!

They originally thought that Jiang Zhe was the senior brother of the second-generation disciple of the Cloud Mist Sword Pavilion, the man who was famous all over the world and opened rivers with his sword! That had already surprised them incomparably, and they felt supreme glory.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhe turned out to be the ancestor of the Cloud Mist Sword Pavilion.

It's also shocking......

How could Jiang Zhe become the ancestor of a sect like the Cloud Mist Sword Pavilion at a young age?

Although I asked all the questions, I was all washed away by joy.

"Welcome back to the Patriarch!" shouted and the door opened.

The disciples of the Cloud Sword Pavilion Yuzi Generation, the Zhou Character Generation, all gathered over, lined up on both sides, and shouted in unison, the sound shook for hundreds of miles!

Then there was a chant: "Welcome to the patriarch's father, patriarch's mother, patriarch's grandfather, patriarch's grandmother!"

It was awkward to hear Jiang Zhe's words, but he couldn't close his mouth when he saw the four elders' happy mouths, so he didn't care so much.

After shouting, the disciples ran over one after another, supporting the old man, carrying the luggage, and introducing the Cloud Mist Sword Pavilion, which was very lively for a while.

At first, Jiang's mother was worried that the Cloud Mist Sword Pavilion would be too deserted and would not eat the fireworks in the world, and she would not be able to adapt to it.

But when she actually got here, she actually found the feeling of being in the village back then.

The people here are not young, but because of their cultivation, they are still young, so naturally no one thinks that the four elders in the rejuvenation are different.

At the same time, everyone respects them and likes them very much.

The minds of these people are also very simple, and they communicate with each other directly, without bothering about it.

She instantly fell in love with this simple place, and began to look for hoes, ready to open up wasteland in the back mountains.

The Cloud Mist Sword Pavilion already has land, one of these lands is to provide food in the Sword Pavilion, and the other is the medicine garden.

And there are still large tracts of vacant land that have not been developed, and Jiang's mother, Grandma Jiang, and Grandpa Jiang like to open up wasteland, not only is no one pulls them, but they also help open up wasteland. When a few people laugh, it's called a happy one.

But the happiest person was Dad Jiang, he found that there were a few drunkards in the Cloud Mist Sword Pavilion, and he also hid a lot of good wine, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

As soon as the rich children of Wang Zhen saw that the old man was so good, they directly waved their hands and asked the family to send dozens of boxes of Moutai, and the old man couldn't close his mouth.

In this regard, Jiang Zhe threw them a few pills, and the strength of several guys increased again, and they immediately burst into laughter.

Jiang Zhe accelerated the dozens of boxes of Moutai in time, and they all became a century-old elixir, not to mention Dad Jiang, Grandpa Jiang smelled it and came here.

When I came to the Sword Pavilion, everything could be freed.

With the assistance of a large number of pills, the four old people are getting younger and younger day by day, their spirit is getting better and better, and their bodies are getting better and better.

Then Yu Feng began to teach them to practice, although a few people were slow to get started, but they couldn't stand Jiang Zhe took out a large amount of pills and smashed them hard. Especially the Seven Turns Golden Pill, one for each person, plus the power of the Creator, directly opened up their cultivation talent.

Several old people made rapid progress in their cultivation, and finally they all went into retreat.

Jiang Zhe looked at the aura texture in his hand, and then looked at the Yundang Mountain under his feet.

This Yundang Mountain is not a famous mountain and river after all, and the power of the mountains and rivers gathered is much worse than that of the Nanyue Mountains.

Don't look at the infinite scenery of the Cloud Mist Sword Pavilion now, that's because the Cloud Mist Sword Pavilion has taken the lead.

Jiang Zhe accelerated time here for a long time before he created the brilliance in front of him.

However, Jiang Zhe knew that the future of a sect would be inseparable from aura after all. Yundang Mountain can't solve the problem of aura concentration, and it is a matter of time before it is surpassed......

This is also why, those old people who have been cultivating for decades in the sects of famous mountains and rivers often have a situation of enlightenment and congenital in one day. But the Cloud Mist Sword Pavilion didn't ......

The power of mountains and rivers is one of the foundations.

Now my parents, grandparents and grandparents are in the Cloud Sword Pavilion.

Jiang Zhe also had to serve a snack.

So he didn't hesitate to inject the aura in his hand into Yundang Mountain.