So what if that kind of small sect is gone, alas, I don't know if my father is old and confused, and he is thinking about something in his head.

Although a spiritual vein like Chiton's is a relatively rare thunder-type spiritual vein, his cultivation talent is too low and there is no way out at all.

He estimated that it would take decades of practice to catch up with those of his peers who practiced since childhood. Is this kind of practice still necessary?

It is commonly known as, waste wood...

Chiton knew that some people were chewing their own tongues behind their backs, and each one was worse than the other.

But he didn't care about it long ago. My father is rich, so it's good to be an ordinary person. He doesn't have to struggle for the rest of his life. He just needs to live well and inherit the family property when he gets old.

Marry a prettier daughter-in-law before losing all your glory, find a place where no one knows you, and live in peace and stability for the rest of your life.

Some people's fate is not destined at birth.

It's a little unlucky, my family was ruined by me, my wife was abducted by the second son of the Wang family next door, my father fell ill and belched, and my mother was angry at me...

Forget it, let's go home and have a look.

Sometimes it's good to be a pessimist, at least you can scare yourself and play a role of self-deterrence.

Back home, Chiton walked in swaggeringly.

On weekdays, the Chi Mansion compound is quite lively, but today it is very quiet, and the servants are all doing their own work.

Chi Dun frowned, and said angrily: "Why, are you dumb? You don't know how to speak when you see the young master coming home!"

The servants around woke up suddenly and hurriedly greeted Chiton.

After learning the news of Chiton's return, Chiton's mother ran out with two maids, and dragged him to the side.

"What are you doing, mother? Didn't you say that there are practitioners here? Why are we going?"

He was dragged by his mother all the way to his parents' bedroom, where several servants were already waiting.

She said: "You brat, don't be so careless today. Mother has prepared clothes for you, and you can put them on to meet guests in a while, so as to make a good impression on others, and maybe I will take you in!"

The corner of Chi Dun's mouth twitched, and he said with a dry smile: "Mother, I didn't mean you, you dressed me just to pick up customers?"

Then the ears were pinched, and a trace of anger appeared on the mother's face, and she said, "Did you run to those dirty places while I didn't know? There are so many girls in the family, so you don't have to go out if you really want to experience it, mother!" I won't stop you."

After saying this, a group of little maids blushed and lowered their heads unconsciously.

It's still my mother's thinking is more advanced and powerful, she is worthy of being a girl from the north.

"No, I heard it from a play."

Chi Dun explained to the point, and he didn't know whether his mother listened or not, so he was dragged to change clothes.

After freshening up, the whole person looks more than twice as handsome.

This kid is usually too loose, doesn't comb his hair, and looks like a savage all day long.

But in contrast, it looks even more handsome now.

"Yes, it has the temperament of a practitioner."

Chi Dun curled his lips dismissively, and said, "Cultivation is about talent, so what if you dress nicely?"

"To shut up!"

His mother suddenly stopped Chi Dun and looked at him with hatred.

After hesitating for a long time, he said, "Go, mother believes in you!"

At that time, Chiton realized for the first time that when his mother was angry, it was really scary, so he didn't dare to say a word.

Just nodded dully.

In the front hall, Chiton's father was chatting happily with a middle-aged man. Chiton didn't know this person, and he didn't want to know him very much.

But due to his parents' divine power, he can only pretend to be a good boy temporarily.

"Mr. Fang, look, this is my son."

When the old man introduced Chiton, his tone was very gentle.

If it is an ordinary father, in order to win his favor at this time, most of them would call him a "dog son" and lower his posture.

But Chiton's father knew that his son didn't like him calling it that way, and felt ashamed.

Chi Dun cupped his hands pretendingly, and said, "I've seen Mr. Fang!"

This person is an elder of the Beili Sect, with a respected status.

In fact, it was only later that Chi Dun learned that there were as many elders in the Beili Sect as dogs, and they were basically idlers raised by Sect Master Chi.

But it was precisely because his father met this idler by chance that Chiton had the opportunity to enter the Beili Sect.

Apart from the first sentence, Chiton didn't speak any more.

The other party was not very interested in him, so Chiton sat silently by the side, acting as a piece of natural scenery.

Chi Dun didn't know how much his father spent on this person in order to send him to the Beili Sect, but in the end his father's goal was achieved.

When the other party said that he was willing to take Chi Dun back to the sect, Chi Dun himself was a little dizzy.

He didn't expect that there was actually a sect willing to accept a disciple like himself.

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