Jiang Wuyou said: "I thought about it carefully just now. It seems that a disciple dedicated this ancient book to me when he was apprentice. I didn't pay much attention to it at the time. I thought it was just an ordinary document, so I just collected it. After a few days, Years ago, I accidentally came across this ancient book. I flipped through a few pages and found it quite interesting, so I read it again. This ancient book not only records the artifacts handed down from ancient times, but also records some interesting anecdotes from ancient times. I thought it was very interesting, so I deliberately collected it."
Zhu Yan asked again: "Do you still remember which disciple dedicated it to you? Do you still remember this disciple's name?"
When Jiang Wuyou opened the mountain to recruit disciples, he accepted countless disciples and received gifts from countless disciples, including many books. Now, hundreds of years later, how can he still remember which disciple presented this book? of
At this time, Hua Hong, who was standing behind Jiang Wuyou, suddenly interrupted: "If it is presented by a disciple, he will usually write his name and fingerprints on the last page."
When Jiang Wuyou heard this, he quickly turned the page to the last page. Sure enough, in the corner of the last page, there was a name and a fingerprint.
"Gu Shang?"
Jiang Wuyou searched for memories about Gu Shang in his memory, but he couldn't remember any of it. It seemed that this disciple named Gu Shang was inconspicuous. Otherwise, how could he not have any impression at all
Yun Xiangjun said: "In the martial arts world back then, there were not many people with the surname Gu. Among them, the Gu clan was the most famous. The Gu clan back then was one of the four major families. Could this Gu Shang be a member of the Gu clan? ?”
Wen Rentuo said: "If you are from the four major families, why would you go to Lingshi Mountain to become a disciple of Jiang Wuyou?"
Yun Xiangjun said with a smile: "You don't know something. In those days, weapon refiners were extremely rare, especially masters like Jiang Wuyou. They were as rare as a feather. All races and sects would send people to the mountains to learn from their masters. Once you are successful in your studies, you will be recruited back to the clan to serve the clan."
Jiang Wuyou glanced sideways at Wen Rentuo and said coolly, "What? Can't you see that I was so prosperous before?"
Wen Rentuo made a sound and choked: "In terms of the scenery back then, I, Wen Rentuo, am no worse than you. Why should I be jealous of you?"
Jiang Wuyou muttered to himself: I still don’t know the psychology of an old guy like you? I must be jealous that I met Mr. Xiang earlier than you, and I feel unhappy, hum! !
Zhu Yan ignored the two people's overt and covert fights and said directly: "In this case, let's go to the ancient clan."
Mo Tiandu said: "The ancient tribe is not too far from here. It is only three hundred miles away and can be reached in half a day."
Wen Rentuo waved his hand: "It doesn't take half a day, but it's only three hundred miles away. Xia Yuanqiu can spread his wings and stick a stick of incense."
Only then did Mo Tiandu remember Xia Yuanqiu's new skill, and said with a smile: "That's right, I almost forgot."
Seeing that the matter couldn't be solved for a while, Xia Yuanqiu simply persuaded Mo Tiandu, Baili Changfeng and others to go back first and follow her for who knows when. Whether it was the Demon Sect or the Medicine King Valley, they were all waiting for them to go back and take charge. affairs.
Mo Tiandu has indeed been thinking about the Mo Sect. His son has just taken over the affairs of the Mo Sect, and he doesn't know how well he is doing.
Baili Changfeng also remembered Yaowang Valley, which was almost destroyed by that bastard. Seeing that Xia Yuanqiu was determined, he stopped talking and returned to Yaowang Valley with his children, grandchildren and others.
The originally huge team now only had five of them left.