The Immortal Spiritual Picture

Gu Wanhao smiled helplessly and shook his head, but didn't say anything.

It's just a play between children. If they intervene and say something, it might actually lead to bad things.

At this time, Gu Wanchang looked around at these juniors and suddenly said with a smile:

“Look at these children, each of them is over a hundred years old, but Shiyou is the only one who has found a partner;

Shining complained to me some time ago that ninety-nine percent of the children with spiritual roots in the clan came from the common world, and except for some old people with poor qualifications, there were not many who got married. "

Gu Wanhao touched his beard

“It’s good for kids to be ambitious;

As for whether to start a family or not, we should not interfere too much.

I just hope that Shiyou’s child can have spiritual roots! "

Gu Wanchang picked up the chess pieces one by one and said:

"Both of them are cultivators of the Zi Mansion. There is still a good chance that the children they give birth to will have spiritual roots."

Gu Shiyou's double cultivator is named Wen Le, who is a loose cultivator in Nanhai.

They met Gu Shiyou when they were in Nanhai. After two or three years of knowing each other, they decided to get together.

Wen Le had no relatives or close friends in Nanhai. When he learned that Gu Shiyou was not from Nanhai but a monk from Donghuang, he was just surprised, and then he was pleasantly surprised.

The celebration of their double cultivation was naturally held on Jiucang Mountain.

Gu Changhuan was not on the mountain at that time, so he was still surprised to see Gu Shiyou and Wen Le today.

Although he heard Gu Changde talk about this a few days ago, he still felt a little strange when he suddenly saw his uncle and aunt.

Especially since this little aunt is already pregnant with Liujia and looks like she will give birth in a month or two.

After Gu Shiyou helped his wife sit down, he chatted with Gu Changhuan for a long time. Gu Changhuan said with a smile:

“Little uncle, you are really lucky. It’s only been a few years and you are already having a child;

When the child is born, I will definitely prepare a big gift for him, including the gift for your double cultivation celebration. "

Gu Shiyou also laughed

"Then I'll be waiting for your gift, but I hope this child can have spiritual roots."

Gu Changhuan looked at Wen Le's belly.

"You two are both cultivators of the Zi Mansion. The probability of giving birth to an heir with spiritual roots is a hundred times higher than that of a mortal. There is still hope."

Gu Shiyou was happy and said:

"Then I accept your good advice."

At this time, Wen Le held his stomach and frowned, and Gu Shiyou happily ran over to greet him.

Not long after, more and more people gathered in Xiaoyuan. They were all familiar tribesmen. They didn't need Gu Changhuan to greet them, they would naturally have fun for themselves.

With so many people, it didn't take long for the ingredients that Gu Changhuan brought out to be processed.

Among the immortal cultivators, not many are proficient in cooking, but if they want to bake some monsters, most cultivators can do it.

After all, after living for so long, I always make something to eat on a whim.

The meat of monster beasts is the most simple and easy-to-obtain ingredient.

Also the most popular.

What Gu Changhuan brought out this time were more monsters from the sea and some seafood such as shrimps and clams.

There are also several fourth-level monsters.

The ordinary third-level real fire of the fourth-level monster is difficult to roast, so Gu Changhuan blew the wind on the rocking chair while controlling the real fire while roasting the fourth-level monster.

Next to the real fire, Gu Qingchen squatted and swallowed as he looked at the monster beast that was slowly turning red and smelling fragrant when roasted by the fourth-level real fire.

Gu Changhuan noticed her and couldn't help but smile. With a wave of his hand, he cut a piece of meat as big as a bowl of sea food for her.

Little girl Gu Qingchen ran over to thank her and started eating.

Gu Changhuan watched Gu Qingchen bite a piece of meat, and in a few seconds the meat was reduced by one-third. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the fire spirit root was good and not afraid of being burned.

After a while, Gu Changhuan put away the real fire, waved his hand to find several tables and plates, and put the meat on them.

He stood up, stretched, and said hello:

"Fourth Brother and Ninth Brother, I'm doing well here;

Come and eat, everyone! "

As he spoke, he waved his hand for Gu Qingqing to come over and get something for Gu Qingzhong, who didn't want to see anyone. As for himself, he took a few steps to the pavilion with a lot of food to serve the two elderly people.

Gu Wanchang looked at the meat and smiled.

"Looking at these monster meats, I know you are doing well in the South China Sea."

Gu Changhuan nodded, a little proud

"Of course.

There are so many kinds of monsters in the South China Sea!

The food in every restaurant I go to is different. "

Gu Wanchang felt fascinated when he heard what Gu Changhuan said. He put away the chess pieces and thought that it would be good to take advantage of the celebration of the Double Cultivation of Ten Thousand Paintings to travel in the South China Sea for a few years.

Here, Gu Changqing put away the real fire, flicked his sleeves and brought more than two hundred skewers of various meat skewers, vegetable skewers and fish skewers to the table. He smelled his sleeves and frowned.

On the other side, Gu Changde was holding a pot, his left hand formed a mound, and he placed the pot on it.

When other people saw it, they all brought the prepared pastries, spiritual wine, spiritual honey and other things up, ready to start a feast.

This kind of small gathering is good as long as it is lively, and it doesn't matter who does what. It is a rare moderator in the long and boring practice, as long as everyone is happy.

Gu Changhuan thought so and leisurely ate a large plate of meat and skewers, two fish and a bowl of soup.

My stomach is full.

After eating, Gu Changhuan lay down on his rocking chair and listened to the laughter of his clan members. He felt that such leisurely and comfortable life was worth a fortune.

On June 2, the Gu family and others set out on the road to the South China Sea again.

The cultivators of the Gu family walked in a low profile. Except for some members of the clan, no one knew that they had left the Qianlong Mountains.

On June 11, there were suddenly many more people at the residence of the Gu family on Beiming Island.

"Nineth brother, twelfth brother, why are you all here!"

Gu Wanhua looked at Gu Wanchang and Gu Wanhao and was very surprised.

Gu Wanchang smiled,

"This is your lifelong event, how can we not come."

Gu Wanhao nodded in agreement.

Hearing Gu Wanchang say this, Gu Wanhua smiled from the bottom of her heart, and then she looked back and found that there were really many people coming this time, including Gu Shining, the head of the Gu family, Gu Shiqing, the elder of the General Affairs Hall, Gu Shiwen, and Gu Changde and Gu Changze, who were all from the same generation.

Gu Xuanzhan was also laughing and angry when he saw this scene. Almost the entire clan was out, so what about the Qianlong Mountains?

At this time, the old clan leader Gu Wanchang walked up to Gu Xuanzhan and greeted him, and then said:

"Don't worry, old man. There are now hoofed birds guarding the Qianlong Mountains.

As for the trivial matters of the clan, they are temporarily handed over to Gu Shifeng. He has also acted as the clan leader before, and his work is trustworthy."

At this time, Gu Wanhao winked at Gu Changhuan.

Gu Changhuan scratched his head and walked forward and said:

"Grandpa, don't worry. I have left the two little guys Qingtu and Molin in Jiucang Mountain;

Even if Jindan Zhenren plots to take Jiucang Mountain, he will not end up well under their claws."