Speaking of this, Jilu stopped.

He bowed to Jiang Mu and said, "Now, I heard what you said by your teacher. The disciples understand that from beginning to end, they are all just Ji Lu. Whether it is a hero or a second Mr. Houshan, they are just a name or halo for Ji Lu."

"I am me. No matter how I change, I am me. It is Ji Lu who has made fame and fortune, not those who have made fame and fortune. So, teacher and disciple understand."

"I'll go even if there are thousands of people!"

Ji Lu looked up, and the confusion in his eyes disappeared.

At that moment, the tall crown on his head seemed to penetrate into the sky, like a hammer, but it seemed to be standing in the clouds, looking down at the world.

Jiang Mu smiled slightly, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Since you understand, go!"

"Yes." Ji Lu bowed and turned around and left.

Coat with the wind, one step at a time,

At this time, the breeze is coming and the sun is shining.

Jiang Mu knew that his disciple had become a weapon.

…………

At this time, outside the bamboo forest, a figure slowly appeared. It was Mr. Mingshan, who had led many famous scholars from Shandong to join the Jixia Academy not long ago. He walked to Jiang Mu, looked at the departure of Jilu, and said, "Congratulations to Jiang Sheng, you disciple, after you go, when Qianlong goes out to sea, Jiang Sheng is worthy of being a saint, even a believer, it is beyond the reach of the world."

Jiang Mu smiled and said, "It's a dragon trapped in the shallows. I just pushed it casually to help him enter the sea. After all, it's because he's a dragon himself!"

Mr. Mingshan said, "Jiang Sheng is too humble."

Jiang Mu shook his head, not continuing the question, and asked: "Mr. Mingshan, are you, Mr. Qi and Mr. Zijun, who are pursuing the matter about the land gods? Are there any clues?"

"There is no clue," said Mr. Mingshan: "We have searched all the documents in the world, but there is no record of the land gods."

"However, when we were looking through ancient history, we discovered a very strange phenomenon."

"What phenomenon?" Jiang Mu asked.

"Now we can find it in time, and it counts nearly nine thousand years. When we were looking at it, we accidentally divided these history into a range, taking a thousand years as a sword pavilion, and we discovered a strange phenomenon. It seems that every thousand years, the path of cultivation will have a fault."

Mr. Mingshan paused for a moment and said, "A very magical phenomenon. After a thousand years, there will always be a period of time, perhaps a hundred years, or two hundred years, and three hundred years. There will always be a period of decline in practice. At that stage, it seems that no record of any cultivator in the Heavenly Realm is found, and it seems that the inheritance has been cut off."

"But what's even more strange is that after an uncertain period, a prosperous era of cultivation will be born at a very fast speed, and many inheritances will appear, and in a very short time, the holy land of cultivation will appear. They seem to have a nearly complete inheritance. Then, when it comes to the next thousand years, history seems to be reappearing!"

"Based on this discovery, Brother Zijun and Brother Qi, I went to find those holy places to practice to obtain evidence. However, what we didn't expect was that the atmosphere of those holy places to practice today was a little bit wrong..."
Chapter completed!