Mythical Family: My family is 100 million points strong

Facing the comments from the disciples of the ancient clan, Lin Mu didn't take it to heart.

He followed Gu Xuan to the top of the Ten Thousand Years Cangtian Tree, where the leader of the ancient clan was, where a wooden house the size of a thumb stood.

"Then, isn't that where your clan leader lives?"

When Lin Mu saw this scene, his eyes were blank.

This wooden house is just like those wooden house models in previous lives. It is so small that it is impossible for people to live in it.

Gu Xuan didn't care about this, smiled and nodded.

Then he led Lin Mu in. The moment he entered the door, Lin Mu felt his body shrinking infinitely.

When I looked up again, I found that everything in the wooden house was just right.

"This this......"

Lin Mu looked at his hands in disbelief, extremely surprised by this change.

"Don't be surprised. This is a method commonly used by San Qingtian. Through special formations, the human body is reduced to a smaller size and enters a smaller place."

"Even though they are small, with the protection of this formation, their defensive capabilities are quite strong."

Gu Xuan was preaching that the formation was special, and his words were full of pride.

At this moment, a faint voice sounded.

"Is it Xuan'er?"

This sound was clearly coming from right in front of him, but it gave Lin Mu the illusion that it was coming from thousands of miles away.

"grandfather!"

Seeing the rickety old man walking on crutches from behind the door, Gu Xuan shouted excitedly and immediately threw himself into his arms.

The old man was caught off guard and was thrown to the ground, and his crutches fell to the ground.

"Oh, oh, dear granddaughter, hurry up, get up quickly, grandpa's old bones can't stand your torment."

"Pfft! Grandpa, you are pretending again."

Gu Xuan didn't take the old man's words to heart.

Under Lin Mu's surprised look, the old man actually picked up Gu Xuan with one hand, stood up and patted the dust on his trousers, looked at Gu Xuan with a doting look on his face and said, "Xuan'er has grown up, and she doesn't believe grandpa anymore. .”

"there is!"

Gu Xuan groaned, the displeasure in his words was very clear.

"Who is this?"

The old man realized that someone had returned with Gu Xuan, looked at Lin Mu, and asked.

"I've met senior Lin Mu in Xia."

Even though the other party looked old, Lin Mu didn't dare to look down upon him at all. He bowed his hands in salute and didn't dare to be slow at all.

All because Lin Mu couldn't see through, couldn't see through the cultivation level of anyone here.

I can't see through it, either it's too weak or it's too strong.

If it was too weak, Lin Mu wouldn't believe it. Will the ancient clan, one of the six clans of Sanqingtian, be weak?

There is only one possibility, these people are stronger than him.

Thinking of this, Lin Mu's scalp was numb, he felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, and his heart was in a state of confusion.

"Haha, young man, you can sit here for a while, old man, I will make some dishes."

With that said, he turned around and walked into the small room.

This made Lin Mu dumbfounded. Why does a dignified monk still need to cook?

"Don't be surprised, this is how our ancient tribe lived."

On weekdays, just like ordinary people, we need three meals a day, so it is not surprising that we need to make something to eat.

Everything he saw in the ancient tribe was somewhat beyond Lin Mu's imagination.

He is different from ordinary cultivators, but he also reveals his immortal spirit everywhere, which really makes him famous.

After a while, several dishes appeared on the table.

Judging from the color of this dish, it seems that it has just been fried by myself.

The old man from the ancient tribe walked out slowly, looked at Lin Mu with half-closed eyes, and said with a smile: "Just make something to eat, don't dislike it."

"Eat first, then talk after eating."

When the old man saw Lin Mu opening his mouth to speak, he immediately added something.

Seeing the grandfather and grandson eating there with relish, Lin Mu pulled his chopsticks awkwardly, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this moment, the door was broken open from the outside to the inside, and a middle-aged man walked out.

"Gu Xuan, why did you bring people into the clan without my permission!"

Even Lin Mu could clearly hear the anger in those words.

Facing the visitor's anger, Gu Xuan didn't care. He took a small mouthful of food, put it in his mouth and squirted a few times, with a satisfied look on his face.

Snapped!

The middle-aged man's palm hit the table hard, he stared at Gu Xuan with an unusually gloomy expression, and then looked at Lin Mu.

"After eating, go out quickly. No one can enter the realm of my ancient clan."

Good guy, is this an eviction order?