If the sect doesn't accept geniuses, they will become giants once they leave?

Chapter 155 You Are Not As Handsome As Your Father
The conversation with Ji Lie made Li Yanmo suddenly enlightened, and he also felt a lot more responsibility for the construction of Tianxu Tower.

The sect registration system was the most effective means used by Dayu to disintegrate Taoism.

So he had to expand the scale of Tianxu Tower even more lavishly!

After parting with Ji Lie, Li Yanmo found Zhuge Liumu who was drinking tea and eating snacks.

Before Li Yanmo could say anything, Zhuge Liumu spoke first.

"Mr. Li, I'll leave my daughter in your care."

"...Why does it sound like you're in a hurry to throw away a hot potato?"

Zhuge Mo'er didn't react at first, thinking that Li Yanmo was playing hard to get again. But when he saw Zhuge Liumu's gaze drift away, Zhuge Mo'er immediately became angry, "Dad! What do you mean by this!"

"Ahem—my daughter, Daddy definitely doesn't dislike you for all the times you bring bamboo shoots home, make terrible tea, like to tinker with mechanisms in the middle of the night, and the annoying magic weapons you make. You also prevent your mother and I from continuing the Zhuge bloodline in our world!"

Zhuge Moer clenched her fists, her face flushed red, "Dad, I'm running away from home!"

"Great—ahem—daughter, can we go today?"

Zhuge Liumu wanted to be more decent, but was afraid of arousing Zhuge Moer's attachment to home, so he finally decided to tell the truth.

Li Yanmo reached out and lifted Zhuge Moer up, his mood was subtle, "Mr. Zhuge, don't worry, I will take good care of your daughter."

"It's okay, it's okay. My daughter is tough and resilient, and she'll survive very well. The important thing is not to let her come back too soon."

It was the first time that Li Yanmo saw a father describe his daughter as having tenacious vitality.

"Okay, I just have one question. Mr. Zhuge, why did you ruin yourself like this?"

Li Yanmo is not a fool either. Zhuge Liumu seems to have deliberately ruined himself into his current state, and seems to be afraid of a self-disciplined life.

"I used to be too handsome and had a great figure, which made my wife feel insecure."

"I do not believe."

“This is what I used to look like.”

Zhuge Liumu took out the photo stone.

A handsome man's face that was so handsome that it could be said to confuse everyone appeared in front of Li Yanmo.

Li Yanmo looked at Zhuge Liumu, then at Zhuge Moer, and after a few seconds, he slowly said, "Miss Zhuge, you are not as handsome as your father."

Zhuge Moer is pretty and beautiful, with a pair of ethereal and intelligent eyes. She will definitely be a disaster to the country and the people when she grows up, but it is difficult for her to compare with the young Zhuge Liumu in terms of beauty.

Zhuge Mo'er was petrified instantly, but Zhuge Liumu was still muttering beside him, "I also think Mo'er is quite ugly, not like me at all."

"That's enough, you two!!!"

Zhuge Moer waved his fists angrily, like a struggling black cat. Although Zhuge Moer was proficient in Zhuge's mechanical magic weapon, he had no cultivation of his own, so no matter how he struggled, he could not break free from Li Yanmo's hands.

"Also, the Zhuge family learned of the immortals' taboos, and their luck has been negatively impacted. If the family shows any signs of reviving, they will encounter all kinds of bad luck until they go bankrupt. Only gambling can safely prevent bad luck."

Zhuge Liumu took a sip of tea and spoke in a calm tone as if he was saying that it would rain tomorrow, so much so that it took Li Yanmo a long time to come back to his senses.

"Is there really... a taboo for immortals?"

"Of course, the secrets of the immortals are huge. Ancestor Zhuge chose to live in seclusion because he discovered this. Do you want to know?"

"..."

"Oh, I can't tell you, sorry." In view of Zhuge Liumu's overly casual attitude, Li Yanmo's expectations for the word "taboo" dropped a lot. Who knows what kind of strange taboo it might be.

After saying goodbye to Zhuge Liumu, Li Yanmo carried the ferocious Zhuge Moer and left Tianxu Tower and returned to Nanyang City.

Just as Zhong Sanyuan and Du Shen said, the Sky-Eating Locusts gnawed until they died without leaving a single hole in the city defense formation. Instead, the people of Nanyang City harvested a large amount of materials from the Sky-Eating Locusts.

Even though it is just a bug, the Sky-Eating Locust is still a monster and valuable.

Nanyang City is a gambling city, and everyone is short of money.

On the way back, Li Yanmo heard some people muttering about why there were only so few Sky-Eating Locusts.

Leng Ningshuang and Daohai were drinking tea in the courtyard. When they saw Li Yanmo coming back with an angry Zhuge Moer, Leng Ningshuang was stunned at first, then whispered a reminder, "Brother Li, in the Dayu Dynasty, kidnapping children... oh no, kidnapping girls is a capital crime."

Li Yanmo rolled his eyes and introduced, "This is Zhuge Mo'er. He was kicked out of the house because he liked to dig bamboo shoots, brew bad tea, tinker with the mechanism in the middle of the night and make a lot of noise. He also interfered with the continuation of the Zhuge family lineage by his parents, and so on."

"I wasn't kicked out! I ran away from home!"

"Okay, anyway, this is Zhuge Mo'er, the runaway. She learned the complete art of making magical instruments from Emperor Lie, and will be responsible for making magical instruments for me."

Zhuge Moer snorted in annoyance, "Let me make it clear first, I only know how to make agricultural machinery and magic weapons."

"I just need some agricultural machinery and magic weapons."

"Hmph—don't regret it!"

Leng Ningshuang held the teacup and found the interaction between Li Yanmo and Zhuge Moer very interesting, so she did not disturb them.

In the evening, Zhong Sanyuan and others came to their courtyard.

In order to maintain their personalities, Master Hua and Master Hai have already run away, and have been replaced by Constable Leng and Master Dao Hai.

Leng Ningshuang came from a distinguished background, but had always lived in Qianzhou, so her reputation among the Daoists was low. However, Daohai, as a Buddhist disciple who could travel independently, was clearly well-known. Zhong Sanyuan and the others' expressions froze when they saw Daohai, and Hong Muer of the Tianyin Demon Sect looked as if she was facing a formidable enemy.

"Could this person be from the Buddhist sect..."

"Everyone, I am Daohai, a disciple of Jinshan Temple. What can I do for you?"

Daohai interrupted with a slight smile. The face of the enlightened monk made Leng Ningshuang and Li Yanmo feel ashamed. Zhuge Moer widened his eyes, not understanding why Daohai seemed like a different person after losing his hair.

"Master Daohai, you're joking. I should be the one asking you this. Brother Li is my friend. I wonder what the Buddhist and Military sects have to say to you."

Zhong Sanyuan smiled slightly, seemingly gentle, but the atmosphere in the courtyard became tense as soon as the words "military sect" and "Buddhist sect" came out.

Xuan Lingzi and other disciples of the Tianxiao Sect understood what Zhong Sanyuan meant, and they all became nervous.

The people from the military and Buddhist sects appeared, probably heading for the tomb of Emperor Lie. Now they have surrounded Li Yanmo here, probably because they have guessed something.

"Don't worry, benefactor. I just feel that this Mr. Li and I have some connection, so I want to make friends."

Hong Muer snorted lightly, "I heard that Buddhist disciples have the thickest skin, like dog-skin plasters. I didn't expect it to be true."

"You guys, this is the Dayu Dynasty—"

Leng Ningshuang was a little annoyed when she saw that she was being ignored by Hualili.

Although this was the effect she wanted to see, she still felt a little unhappy when she was ignored.

(End of this chapter)