Jiang Wuyou said: "just now I thought about it carefully. It seems that a disciple presented this ancient book to me when he was a teacher. At that time, I didn't pay much attention to it. I thought it was just an ordinary document, so I accepted it at random. After a few years, I inadvertently turned to this ancient book. At that time, I turned a few pages and thought it was very intentional. I read it again. This ancient book not only recorded the artifacts handed down from ancient times, but also recorded the magic weapons I found it interesting to record some anecdotes from ancient times, so I decided to put them away. "

Zhu Yan asked, "do you remember which disciple gave it to you? Do you remember the name of this disciple? "

When Jiang Wuyou opened the mountain to accept disciples, he received countless disciples and gifts from them, including many books. Now, hundreds of years later, how can he remember which disciple presented this book?

At this time, Hua Hong, standing behind Jiang Wuyou, suddenly interjected: "if it's offered by disciples, they usually write their own names and fingerprints on the last page."

As soon as Jiang Wuyou heard this, he quickly turned the page to the last page. Sure enough, there was a name and a fingerprint in the corner of the last page.

"Gu Shang?"

Jiang Wuyou searched for Gu Shang's memory in his memory, but he couldn't remember it at all. It seems that this disciple named Gu Shang is not remarkable. Otherwise, how could he have no impression at all?

Yun Xiangjun said, "there were not many people with ancient surnames in the Wulin of the river and the lake in those days, among which the ancient clan was the most famous. The ancient clan in those days was one of the four major families. Could this Gu Shang be a member of the ancient clan?"

Wen Ren Tuo said: "if you are from four big families, why do you want to go to Lingshishan and worship Jiang Wuyou?"

Yun Xiangjun said with a smile: "you don't know that there were very few craftsmen in those years, especially the master craftsmen like Jiang Wuyou. All ethnic groups and sects would send people to the mountain to worship their masters and learn skills. When they succeed in learning skills, they would recruit Hui sects to serve their families."

Jiang Wuyou took a slanting look and said coolly, "what's the matter? Can't you see how beautiful I used to be? "

Hearing the extension cut, choked: "if the scenery of that year, I heard the extension is not worse than you, why should I envy you?"

Jiang Wuyou muttered to himself: I don't know your old man's psychology yet? I must be jealous. I knew Xiangjun earlier than you. I'm not happy. Hum!!

Zhu Yan ignored the two men's overt and covert struggle and said directly: "since this is the case, let's go to the ancient clan."

"The ancient people are not too far away from here. It's only 300 Li's journey. It's only half a day to get there," he said

Wen Rentuo waved: "where need half a day, but three hundred miles, Xia Yuanqiu a wing, a pillar of incense to the kung fu."

Magic days all this just think of Xia Yuanqiu's new ability, busy smile way: "also is, I almost forget."

Seeing that things can't be solved for a while, Xia Yuanqiu simply persuades mengtiandu, Baili Changfeng and others to go back first. He doesn't know when to follow her. Whether it's mengmen or Yaowang Valley, they are waiting for them to take charge of affairs.

Magic heaven has really been thinking about the magic gate. My son just took over the business of the magic gate, and I don't know how to do it.

Baili Changfeng also remembers the Yaowang valley which was almost destroyed by the bastard. Seeing Xia Yuanqiu's determination, he doesn't say much and returns to Yaowang valley with his children and grandchildren.

Now there are only five of them.

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