The six members of the Supreme Sect planned to go there slowly and do some sightseeing.
Now among the six people, one is in the Huiyang realm and five are in the Tengyun realm. This combination cannot be underestimated no matter where it is placed.
From north to south, we stopped when there was a city. There were no twists and turns along the way. It was more peaceful than the Great Zhou Dynasty in the mortal world.
"Speaking of which, Yan Qing, do you want to take a trip home? Sifang City is just ahead of you?"
Lin Du looked at the huge city gate and asked.
Yan Qing's eyes looked a little unnatural when he heard this, "It's... not necessary."
Since joining the sect, the relationship with blood relatives has become even weaker. After Ni Jinxuan's parents sent their precious daughter to the sect, they traveled around. Ni Jinxuan couldn't find it even if she tried to look for it, so she only occasionally sent letters and special products, which were weird and strange. , but they all have the same characteristics, they are shiny, and children like them.
Lin Duduo glanced at Yan Qing. He was from a noble family. He watched his actions and listened to his words. His living environment should be good and there was nothing missing. Why was he so afraid of going home.
"I won't go back if I don't want to. You are familiar with Sifang City. Let's eat it all."
Lin Dufeng calmly went over the matter, took out the money and prepared to enter the city. The next moment, the captain of the guard team guarding the city gate shouted, "Isn't this a boy from the Yan family? When did he come back? Hey, You don’t have to pay, you don’t have to pay.”
Lin Du glanced at Yan Qing suspiciously.
Yan Qing already raised a standard smile, "Uncle Jiang."
The five members of the Supreme Sect all looked at Yan Qing, the meaning in their eyes was very clear.
"Uncle Jiang, this is a fellow disciple of my Supreme Sect."
Yan Qing introduced, "They sent me back for a look."
The captain of the guard glanced at the people with different temperaments beside him and smiled cheerfully, "Since we are the nephew's classmates, there is no need to pay. They are all family members. Come in, come in, and we will go back to see you soon." Your parents?"
As he spoke, he glanced at the person standing behind him, put his arm around Yan Qing's shoulders, and asked in a low voice, "How is the treatment like being a disciple in the Supreme Sect? Have you become a manager in the past ten years or so?"
Yan Qing's face froze, and the captain of the guard team knew it as soon as he saw his face, and sighed, "You just studied to death, and there are so many disciples for a master. If you know how to do it..."
"Yan Qing," Lin Du's voice came over calmly, "Why did it take so long?"
The captain followed the sound and saw that he was undoubtedly an extremely young monk. His eyes were covered with gauze and his white hair was tied neatly. His aura was unpredictable, and there was no trace of happiness or anger on his face.
Yan Qing immediately understood Lin Du's intention of rescuing him, "I'm sorry, uncle. I met someone I know and said a few words. I'll come right away."
He turned around and thanked Uncle Jiang with a smile, and got away smoothly under his very understanding eyes.
"Now that I have met the elders at the city gate, I have to go back if I don't want to, right?" Lin Du asked.
Yan Qing sighed, "Yeah."
He glanced at his junior uncle and said, "My father may be more enthusiastic towards you by then, so you don't have to worry about what they say."
Lin Du nodded, "Don't worry."
Of course Yan Qing can rest assured, the junior uncle is a good person, otherwise he would not be able to see their customs and traditions at the door.
"Before I visit your home, let's eat first," Lin Du said.
Mo Lin doesn't need to eat anymore, but the remaining five of them still need to eat.
Especially since Lin Du rarely used up his mental energy, it was really easy for him to suffer from hypoglycemia.
"This fried prawn is really delicious." After Lin Du sighed, he heard hearty laughter coming from the door of the box.
Yan Qing's hand holding the tea cup trembled slightly, "My father."
Then the box was knocked politely, "Sifangcheng teacher Yan Wenjue heard that the elders of the Supreme Sect and the real person returned to their hometown to visit relatives with their dogs, so they came here to pay a visit."
Ni Jinxuan looked around and asked, "Who is the real person?"
Lin Du sat upright and said, "Mo Lin."
In the fourth phase, the body is refined into Qi, and the Qi surrounds the body with light, which is called Zhenren.
Mo Lin can indeed be called a real person by outsiders now.
"Where's the elder?" Yuan Ye frowned.
"Me." Lin Du put down his chopsticks and said in a loud voice, "Please."
Yuan Ye and Ni Jinxuan looked at the senior brother and junior uncle carefully. This is the truth, but why is something so wrong?
It's like a classmate who usually works together to cut iron and chop bamboo and eat a lot of food. Suddenly his seniority has risen, and he behaves like a dog, making people look awkward.
Yan Qing now regrets it, regrets it very much. If he had known it earlier, he would not have passed through Sifang City. If he missed a city, he would not have died.
Yan Wenjue is a tall and thin man in a long gown. He has grown a long beard. He is more elegant than Yan Qing. He has a pair of wise and calm eyes. He also wears a Confucian scarf on his head. His cultivation level is also that of Teng Yun Realm.
He walked in, bowed first, and looked at the white-haired monk sitting in the middle, "This must be Master Lin from the Supreme Sect. I'm grateful for your care. The dog is naughty by nature, so I think it will worry you."
Lin Du stood up and was about to return the gift. The person next to him who was still eating snacks hurriedly swallowed what was in his mouth and stood up, like a seedling trying to encourage it to grow. Although he didn't understand why he had to stand up, he just stood up first.
After a while of greetings, Lin Du deliberately left room for the Yan family and his son to talk, "We passed by Sifang City on this trip, mainly to go to the land near the sea. We will set off tomorrow. Let's go out for a walk first. Yan Qing, you go home. have a look?"
Yan Wenjue insisted on paying the bill and wanted to send a tour guide, but Lin Du politely refused, and then they went their separate ways.
After watching the five people leave, Yan Wenjue turned around and asked, "What's the matter with you? You arrived in your hometown and you didn't pay for the treat?"
"Didn't Dad tell you that cultivation is not about fighting and killing? It's about human relationships and sophistication!"
Yan Qing nodded helplessly, "Yes, yes, it's just that there are few people in our sect, so it's not that complicated at all."
"What's wrong with a small number of people? It's better to build good relationships with a small number of people. Now you have entered the family tree. You are the first person in our Yan family to enter the first sect. If you work hard, you will occupy one page of the Yan family tree from now on. "
"Tell me, what have you learned in the sect? Does your master value you? How old are you? Is there still room for improvement?"
Yan Qing hesitated for a moment, not daring to say that he was still forging iron in the sect, "I learn swordsmanship..."
"Since your master has told you to do this, there is nothing you can do. If you want to learn swordsmanship, just learn swordsmanship. We scholars should not forget etiquette, justice and morality when we learn swordsmanship."
Yan Qing could only nod his head repeatedly, "I understand."
"Whenever you become a disciple in the sect and become a steward, you are serious and have an identity... I heard that there is a Cui family next door who became the chief secretary of the General Affairs Hall in Guiyuan Sect..."
Yan Qing suddenly cut off his father's words with a firm look in his eyes, "I am in the sect and I am also in charge of internal affairs!"
Yan Wenjue was very pleased, stroking his beard and looking at his son, "Really? What do you care about?"
"In charge of... spiritual fields, farm tools, warehouses, dining halls... and house repairs!" Yan Qing became more determined as he spoke.
Yan Wenjue nodded one by one, "Why does he have so much power?"
"Ang!" Yan Qing replied decisively.
"You are worthy of being my son. That's right. Only by entering the system of this sect and city can you have an iron rice bowl."
On the other side, five people from the Supreme Sect were strolling around.
"Uncle Junior, I think the atmosphere in Sifang City is very good. The people are simple and hospitable. The streets are well organized and there is no sign of extortion or chaos. The food is cheap and delicious. Why does Yan Qing look so bitter and resentful?"
Ni Jinxuan was very puzzled. Sifang City was a large, stable and prosperous city in the world of cultivation that was as famous as Dingjiucheng.
Lin Du chose his words and spoke in a deep tone, "Maybe it's because Yan Qing didn't make an iron rice bowl."
