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"Senior brother Qingyuan, the lady of the general's mansion, it seems that we will have many beautiful junior sisters." Outside the crowd, there are a group of men in white clothes, all of them have elegant faces and good temperament.

"Let's go to the master first and report back." Qing Lie's voice spoke, and everyone followed.

The young lady of the General's Mansion, Qing Yuan who walked in the front of the crowd couldn't help touching the wound on his chest that had already been scarred.

Arriving outside the main hall of Lingyun Peak, the scene is picturesque looking at the fairy palace-like building, which is indeed the residence of immortals.

"Host, this is the world of comprehension, not the world of immortality, how many times do I have to say it?" the system said frantically.

Jing Ruhua ignored the system, because she was going to meet the elder Heng Mu, her great-grandfather.

"Master, Miss is here." The great elder Heng Mu who was sitting in the main hall heard the disciple report.

"Please come in quickly." Elder Heng Mu was a little excited.

His grandson has been married to Huangtian Xiaoer for many years, and this child was obtained when his granddaughter was [-] years old. He only saw it once when he was born. The blood of a cultivator is rare. When it comes to his lineage, there is only one great-grandson, Huangtu. She is a daughter, but this also makes him very lucky. Some cultivators have no offspring all their lives, so they have to accept disciples to inherit, so why is the relationship between master and apprentice so important in the cultivation world? And to punish him, even the evil faction would not bother.

Patriarchal?Nima, a cultivator who can't even give birth to a child, it doesn't matter whether he is a man or a woman, as long as he has spiritual roots, he is heavy, and if he doesn't have spiritual roots, he is light.

"Meet the great-grandfather." Jing Ruhua knelt down and saluted. Although she was too used to kneeling and worshiping in the Jingfu, she still respected her elders very much, let alone this ancestor who lived almost a thousand years old. I should have seen you.

It's a big gift without any psychological pressure.

"Your child, you must be fifteen this year." Before Jing Ruhua could finish her salute, Heng Mu helped her up with spiritual energy.

"Yes, Patriarch." Jing Ruhua nodded.

"Go down, I'll talk to my great-granddaughter." Heng Mu ordered in a deep voice.

The disciples on the side all retreated.

Heng Mu looked at Jing Ruhua with suppressed excitement, "You, this is Cheng, the fourth step of Cheng Cheng." Elder Heng Mu said incoherently.

"Yes, great-grandfather." Jing Ruhua nodded.

That's right, it's the fourth rank of the orange rank. After eating the I Ching fruit, her cultivation progressed rapidly in two days, and she rose to the fourth rank in one fell swoop.

"Haha, okay, I have someone to succeed me." Elder Heng Mu laughed.

"Come here, it's a gift from your great-grandfather." Elder Heng Mu threw something, and there was a flash of purple light, Jing Ruhua took it, it was a whip.

"This is the Purple Spirit Whip, a spiritual treasure, and I will give it to you for self-defense." Elder Heng Mu generously took out another bottle, "I will also give you this heart-purifying bottle."

Jing Ruhua took in the storage bracelet, which was an inescapable gift from the elders.

"Come here and sit down." Elder Heng Mu said warmly when he saw Jing Ruhua standing there respectfully.

"Yes, great-grandfather." Only then did Jing Ruhua walk to the last position on the lower right of Heng Mu.

"Hey, sit here." Elder Heng Mu flicked his hand, and Jing Ruhua sat in the first position on the lower left of Heng Mu.

"Great-grandfather, here." Jing Ruhua raised his head, and only then did he see what great-grandfather looked like.

It's not the gray hair, long beard, and the appearance of the birthday star in the painting. Although she is a thousand years old, she looks only forty or fifty years old. Her hair is only a little silvery at the sideburns, but the whole person has a fierce temperament. Like a fine sword.

There are no ugly people in the world of cultivation, Heng Mu with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, full of energy, rosy face, looks like a middle-aged handsome uncle.

"This is the seat you should sit in, and you will sit here in the future." Heng Mu dismissed Jing Ruhua's words indifferently.

Jing Ruhua is not easy to refuse, so he should.

Since ancient times, the left is the most respected, and the right is the second. This is the seat of the disciple with the highest strength and status in the cultivation world. Although she has very good aptitude, her cultivation level is only at the bottom among the great-grandfather's disciples.