something is wrong with my grandson

Chapter 1 Teleportation Failed

The Northern Territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The sword pavilion.

Standing at the gate of the sect, Chu Lang looked at the word "Jiange" on the plaque, his heart was full of joy, but at the same time he felt a little bit reluctant.Because he will return to the reincarnation space after today, and he will never see his lovely apprentice again, but he is extremely excited when he thinks of Ah Zhen who is still waiting for him in the reincarnation space.

"Ah Zhen, I will propose to you when I go back," Chu Lang muttered to himself.

"Big light sphere, confirm the completion of this mission and the benefits, and return to teleport!"

【confirming】

【Player Number: B748】

【Name: Chu Lang】

【Sex: Male】

【Age: 29】

【Status: Healthy】

[Realm: Foundation Establishment Dzogchen (equivalent to the innate Dzogchen in this world)]

[Items: 1. Evergreen Sword (Orange) 2. Qingxu Robe (Purple) 3. Yin-Yang Pendant (Golden) 4. Thousands of Alchemy*2 (Purple)]

【技能：1.飞仙剑法(LV:max) 2.九宫36式(LV:8) 3.天清咒(LV:5) 4.飞腾秘录(LV:3)】

[Task objective: 1. Create a sect (the sect "Jiange" has been created) 2. Become the number one in the world in any form (has become the number one sword in the world)]

【Evaluation: A+】

[Remarks: The young man is not bad! 】

[Conditions met, returning to transmission]

[Transmission failed! 】

【Resending】

【Transmission failed!!!】

【Invasion detected by unknown force】

【Analyzing】

[Analysis failed! ! ! 】

[Cut off the transmission, cancel the player number, the default player is dead! 】

With a sound of "clang", the sword in Chu Lang's hand fell to the ground, and he slowly leaned against the stone pillar, raised his right hand and slapped himself suddenly, then raised his left hand and slapped himself wildly.

While pumping and shouting: "Tell you to talk, tell you to talk"

"Ah Zhen can't wait, will I run to die for love or..." Thinking of another possibility, Chu Lang's two lines of tears slowly stayed.

"Liger Huhu what are you doing? Don't cry, here, this piece of candy is for you to eat!"

Hearing this clear and sweet voice, Chu Lang wiped away his tears and turned around to look.

It was a little girl about eight years old, with black and soft long hair hanging down to her waist, wearing a light blue skirt, staring at her clear eyes, and handing over a piece of candy, mouth still Chew something.

"It's you, Yan'er. It's fine as a teacher, go and call your brothers and sisters to the hall, and say that you have something to announce as a teacher."

"Oh, then, do you want more candy from the liger?"

"No need, you can eat the cigarettes."

"Oh." Xiao Yan'er stuffed the candy into her mouth, and walked briskly to find her brothers and sisters.

Looking at this scene, Chu Lang smiled slightly.

In the hall, there is a painting hanging in the middle of the wall.In the painting, there is a young swordsman with long hair like ink, sword-like eyebrows, and white clothes better than snow. His whole body is full of energy, and the rhythm of Taoism is flowing. He is really a peerless handsome man.The two banners on the side read: There are 300 million sword immortals in the sky, and you have to lower your eyebrows when you see me.

Chu Lang looked at himself in the painting and fell into deep memories
"Master, we are all here. May I ask what is your order?" The powerful voice interrupted Chu Lang's memory.

A thick-backed man walked into the hall first, followed by two thin young men, a beautiful woman in red and white hair, and a bouncing little girl.

Chu Lang came back to his senses and was silent for a moment.

"As a teacher, I plan to retreat and practice hard, to pursue the great way above the innate, in order to reach the realm of the broken void in the legend of the ancients."

"Take this sword book and study it. It contains the master's lifelong swordsmanship insights and practice skills. I hope you can gain something."

"Nan'er, from now on you will be the owner of the Jiange, and the Jiange will be handed over to you from now on."

"Yes, Master." The hulking man clasped his fists in both hands.

"Xianyu, you are quiet by nature. You like to tinker with flowers and plants all day long. You also like to keep a little scorpion. Be careful that one day you will be taken away by Yan'er to play with. Remember to practice more, don't waste your cultivation. Why."

The fourth apprentice Wu Xianyu rubbed his head, and said a little embarrassedly: "That's just some small hobbies, just small hobbies, and it won't delay your cultivation. Master, please rest assured."

"Hong Yi, you are the one who is most at ease as a teacher. You are born cautious and orderly. I hope you can help your senior brother manage this sword pavilion more. And watch your little junior sister more, don't let her Be naughty and run around all day, let her learn more calligraphy and painting, girls must be elegant and dignified to be lovable."

The second apprentice Hongyi cupped his fists and said, "Okay, Master."

Little apprentice Lin Yan'er pouted and said, "Hmph, stinky liger."

"And Qin Ren, I don't know how many times I've told you. Don't think that your name is Qin Ren and you are a lover of the masses. I am afraid that one day you will be gone after you come out of retreat."

The third apprentice, Qin Ren, hurriedly said: "No, master who doesn't know how to do this. This disciple is very strict, and there is no possibility of problems. It is the master. I am afraid that the royal family of the Great Zhou will have strange thoughts after you retreat. After all, Zhou Guoshi was seriously injured by you, although there is a reason for the incident, but it is said that Guoshi is still lying on the bed and unconscious."

"Hmph, although there are only a few of us in the Jiange Pavilion, it is not something that the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty can move. Anyway, as a teacher, there are five flying fairy sword qi, each of which contains a blow with the full strength of a teacher, and each of you can do it together. The sword qi will be activated on its own at the moment of life and death, protecting you and so on."

With a wave of Chu Lang's left hand, five rays of light entered the disciple's body.

All the disciples said in unison: "Thank you, Master."

Chu Lang waved his left hand, "If there is nothing wrong, then you can retreat first."

The second apprentice, Hong Yi, looked at Chu Lang's back, and said hesitantly, "Master, do you have any dissatisfaction with the apprentices?"

"Ok?"

"Otherwise, Master, why did you turn your back on us from the beginning to the end?"

The corner of Chu Lang's mouth twitched. Feeling the burning sensation on his face, he pondered for a while and said, "Don't you think it's very majestic and handsome to be a teacher?"

All the disciples looked at each other, their eyes communicating silently.

It seemed to be asking, did Master take the wrong medicine?Where is the majestic master before? Why is he in the style of sand sculpture today?

Chu Lang felt a little embarrassed when the disciples didn't reply, "Why, you are not dignified or handsome as a teacher?"

"Yes, yes, the master is majestic and handsome!" After speaking, all the disciples suppressed their smiles and left the hall.

These bastards dare to tease me, and I will let them know what it means to be as majestic as a mountain after I come out of retreat.

If there is no accident, the upper limit of this world should be only the golden core stage. After I break through to the golden core stage, I will find a way to break through the boundary, and maybe I will have a chance to go back to find Ah Zhen.

"Ah Zhen, you must wait for me" Chu Lang murmured while looking at the painting on the wall.

(End of this chapter)