One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

"What are you standing there for? Get the sedan chair moving!"

"The weather in Sichuan is so stuffy that I'm covered in sweat after just a few steps. I don't want to get my new clothes dirty."

Zhang Chulan was taken aback, but in order to maintain his advisor's dignity, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and step forward, grabbing the bamboo pole in front of him.

Wang Zhenqiu rolled his eyes dramatically.

He, the most beautiful girl in the Southwest Region, actually came to Tang Clan's territory to do manual labor today. If this gets out, how will he ever be able to get along in the Southwest again?

But forced by his tyranny, he had no choice but to obediently walk to the back.

"rise!"

The two men exerted force simultaneously and steadily lifted the sedan chair.

"Benefactor Tang Ming, please lead the way."

Zhang Tianyi sat in the sedan chair, looking down at Tang Ming, his tone indifferent.

Tang Ming swallowed hard, forcibly suppressing the absurdity in his heart, and turned around to lead the way:

"This way, please, Mr./Ms. Real... this is the way."

The Tang Clan disciples following behind kept their eyes down, not daring to utter a single word.

But the shock in his eyes was impossible to hide.

……

The mountain road leading to the old campus was indeed rugged, with stone steps covered in moss and dense bamboo groves on both sides.

As the altitude increased, the surrounding fog gradually became thicker.

"Tsk..."

Inside the sedan chair, Zhang Tianyi was getting a little annoyed by the swaying.

He reached out and patted the armrest of the sedan chair, complaining angrily:

"Hey grandson, little ball, you two are so unstable!"

"Swaying from side to side like you're riding a tractor. You can't even lift a sedan chair properly. Have all your Qi cultivation gone to waste?"

Zhang Chulan, who was carrying the sedan chair in front, was covered in sweat and said through gritted teeth:

"Master, this road is too slippery and steep. It's no wonder we can't keep our balance by relying solely on our physical strength!"

Wang Zhenqiu, who was behind him, also complained, "Good heavens, this is my first time doing this job! Please bear with it!"

"Make do? Those two words don't even exist in my dictionary."

Zhang Tianyi changed his posture, and his mind involuntarily drifted back to the scene in Changbai Mountain a few days ago.

He sighed, his voice filled with nostalgia.

"You two are nowhere near as good as Xiao Wang and Xiao Zhuge."

“When Xiao Wang opens the Feng Hou Qi Men, the sedan chair is as smooth as a sliding track. He can also casually use the Xun character technique to blow a breeze and adjust the temperature for me.”

"Unlike you two, you're always struggling and making me suffer the brunt of the ride."

"Sigh, without these fine cattle and horses around, my quality of life is plummeting."

The two who were disliked dared not speak out, and could only curse Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing a hundred times in their hearts.

……

at the same time.

In a secluded valley thousands of miles away.

Achoo!!!

Wang Ye, who was sitting cross-legged on a huge rock, suddenly sneezed loudly.

He rubbed his nose, then his aching lower back, muttering to himself:

"Who is it... talking about me behind my back so early in the morning? It must be that bastard Zhang who's up to no good again."

"boom!"

Before he could finish speaking, a foot wearing a tattered cloth shoe kicked him hard in the buttocks.

He kicked Wang Ye off the rock, causing him to fall to the ground.

"What are you daydreaming about while practicing your skills!"

Beside him, Zhou Sheng, with his hands behind his back, glared and cursed:

"The key to understanding the changes in the four plates lies in absolute focus of the mind! What kind of nonsense are you thinking about all day long?"

"If you slack off again, I'll hang you on that crooked tree and make you do handstands today!"

Wang Ye got up from the ground, patted the dirt off his buttocks, and looked bitter.

"Grand Tutor... I was wrong, okay?"

Looking into Zhou Sheng's stern eyes, he silently shed tears.

I thought that after escaping the clutches of the second master, I could finally have a few days of peace and quiet.

As a result, this old man Zhou grabbed me for special training, and my life here is... worse than carrying a sedan chair!

……

The back mountain of Tang Clan.

As the surrounding fog thickened, the terrain ahead finally opened up.

After passing through a dense, poisonous forest, a complex of old school buildings came into view.

Blue bricks and black tiles, high walls and deep courtyards.

This is the real Tang Clan.

At the end of the wide stone-paved road leading to the main building of the old campus.

The area was already packed with people.

The scale of the event was astonishing.

Standing in the very center was an elderly man dressed in simple cloth, with short, graying hair and extremely sharp eyes.

Tang Miaoxing, the leader of the Tang Clan.

To his left was Zhang Wang, the hot-tempered director of the Tang Clan's Political Education Department, whose face screamed "Don't mess with me."

On the right is Tang Qiushan, who looks like a kind old farmer with a smiling face.

Behind the three elders stood dozens of elite disciples of the Tang Clan.

Everyone stood solemnly, their posture upright, and there was not a sound.

Such a grand welcome, with all the top leaders of the sect coming out and the main gate wide open, is extremely rare in the history of the Tang Sect over the past few decades.

"Master, we've arrived." Tang Ming quickly stepped forward to report.

The sedan chair slowly came to a stop on the stone-paved road.

Zhang Tianyi stood up from the sedan chair and straightened his snow-white Taoist robe.

He looked at the group of Tang Clan leaders who were standing ready in front of him, and he was actually a little surprised.

In his mind, the Tang Clan's assassins were always unruly and impervious to reason.

He even came up with his excuse for picking a fight on the sedan chair today.

But judging from the current situation, it seems to be different from what I expected?

Zhang Tianyi strode towards Tang Miaoxing and the others.

Zhang Chulan and the others quickly followed behind.

When there were still five or six steps to go.

What happened next left Zhang Chulan and Wang Zhenqiu completely dumbfounded.

There stood Tang Miaoxing, the leader of the Tang Clan, who was known in the world of supernatural beings for his protectiveness and toughness.

He actually took a step forward.

He clasped his hands together, not putting on any airs of a master, but instead bowing deeply at the waist!

Followed by.

Tang Miaoxing's powerful voice, tinged with fervor and admiration, rang out:

"Tang Miaoxing, the 67th generation leader of the Tang Clan of Sichuan!"

"On behalf of the entire Tang Clan, we respectfully welcome True Person Tian Shu!"

As he finished speaking...

Zhang Wang, Tang Qiushan, and dozens of Tang Clan elites behind them all moved in unison, clasping their hands and bowing in unison.

"Welcome, Celestial Pivot Immortal!!!"

The sound echoed through the valley.

Zhang Chulan stood behind, completely dumbfounded.

What's the situation?

He thought he came to the Tang Clan to challenge them, but it's turned into a fan meeting!

Why do those old hedgehogs who play with poison have such gleaming eyes when they see my advisor?!

Zhang Tianyi stopped in her tracks.

He looked at the group of Tang Clan members in front of him, whose attitude was so respectful that it was almost fanatical.

His face remained expressionless, but a huge question mark lingered in his mind.

"Those poisonous rats from Sichuan..."

"Did you take the wrong medicine?"