He looked at Yue Lingshan, "Now do you know why I looked for you?"

Yue Lingshan took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Yes, senior... the sword art that senior just used just now... seems to be of the same origin as me..."

Luo Guan nodded, "Not bad."

Ga—

Wuliangzi's old Taoist looked up suddenly, his movements were too violent, and his neck bone made a "click" sound, which was almost broken.

The next moment, he kowtowed with red eyes and banged, and shouted loudly, "I am unfilial to the younger generation, Wuliangzi, pay homage to my ancestor of Wuliang Sect, Sword Immortal!" He was so loud that he almost shouted, and the main point was one, so that everyone must hear it clearly.

My daughter practiced the top secret of my Wuliang Sect. The sword art you practiced was the same as it... Is it necessary to say? You are definitely the ancestors and elders of Wuliang Sect.

Even if it is not, I will shout, just shout!

"Dad...how can you do this...Senior...my dad...please don't be angry..." Yue Lingshan looked helpless.

Luo Guan looked at Wuliangzi, and naturally knew what the old Taoist was thinking. He shook his head, "Get up, I am not the ancestor of Wuliang Sect, but there is indeed some connection with you..." Speaking of this, his expression became serious, "Wuliangzi, did Yue Lingshan learn that sword that Yue Lingshan used before?"

"Yes, senior." The old Taoist stopped when he saw it, and quickly got up and looked respectful. "The Wuliang Sect has a jade slip left by his ancestors. Unfortunately, the younger generation is dull, and only a very few people can understand it. Now there is only one little girl, so he can barely understand it."

"Okay!" Luo Guan nodded, "Now, we will go back to the Wuliang Sect."

He waved his sleeves and swung Wuliangzi, Yue Lingshan and Pan Ting, and glanced at the broken and messy streets.

A tree fell to the big tree, and Zhang Ying and Zhao Cheng looked blankly.
Chapter completed!