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"Poor mother-in-law? Who is it?"
Gu Yuan was very curious about this person.
Dai Mei said: "The poor mother-in-law is a beggar and commands a group of beggars in Taiqian City."
"A bunch of beggars?"
"Yes, but these are not ordinary beggars. They all practice thaumaturgy."
Gu Yuan suddenly understood.
"I remembered, she was the old woman who made a living by begging, but became a master of thaumaturgy, right?"
??Everyone in this area knows the poor mother-in-law.
It is said that she is not a beggar herself, but she does not know why she suddenly became a beggar.
Not only did he become a beggar himself, he also recruited all the beggars in Taiqian City.
Logically speaking, as long as people need to practice, they basically need a lot of money.
Let¡¯s just talk about Gu Yuan, he spent a lot of money to build a fighting body.
Not to mention the herbs obtained from the Nine Barbarians.
Every warrior who wants to improve his cultivation must spend a lot of money.
This poor mother-in-law is good.
Not only can he make a living by begging, but he can also become a master of thaumaturgy.
This ability alone is not something that ordinary people can do.
Gu Yuan asked.
"Yunluo Pavilion also focuses on practicing thaumaturgy, so there is some conflict with the poor mother-in-law who practices thaumaturgy, right?"
"Yes, that poor old woman wanted to take away the treasure of the old curator. She didn't dare to do it when the old curator was here. In the past year, she has become more and more lawless."
"What is the treasure of the town hall?"
"Yun Luochai is somewhat helpful in thaumaturgy."
While talking, Dai Mei ordered someone to bring out a small box.
After opening the small box, there was a hairpin inside.
The needle body of the hairpin is made of red gold, while the head of the hairpin is carved from white jade to look like clouds.
Gu Yuan touched Yun Luochai and found that it contained spiritual energy, and it was indeed as Dai Mei said. Yun Luochai would have a thaumaturgic bonus to the wearer.
A magical weapon?
No, it¡¯s not a magic weapon.
Gu Yuan knew that the real magic weapon was much more powerful than Yun Luochai.
If Yun Luochai is refined twice, it may become a magic weapon.
"This Yunluochai is the treasure of the Yunluo Pavilion, and it was also left to Miss Xia by the old director."
Xia Wan took Yun Luochai, her eyes filled with tears.
Although she has not seen her mother for a long time, she knows that this is what her mother specially left for her.
"Mother¡¡"
As Xia Wan was about to cry again, Gu Yuan inserted the Yun Luochai into her hair.
"There is no resurrection after death, so inheriting the mantle of my mother-in-law is the greatest tribute to her."
Xia Wan naturally knows this truth.
She asked: "At my age, is it still too late to practice what you have in the world?"
Dai Mei said with some trepidation: "Although I can still practice, I'm afraid it will be difficult to become a master of thaumaturgy."
yes.
Xia Wan is the same age as Gu Yuan, and she has already passed the best age for cultivation.
If we try to make up for it now, we will definitely not achieve very high results.
Gu Yuan said: "It doesn't matter, I can help you. It is not impossible to become a master of thaumaturgy."
Dai Mei was very surprised.
"Mr. Gu, I know you mean well, but Miss"
"It's a small matter, don't worry."
Seeing how confident Gu Yuan was, Dai Mei did not dare to refute.
¡°But Dai Mei knows that no matter how she trains her, it seems that Xia Wan will never have high achievements.
¡°That¡¯s all, maybe Mr. Gu has a more subtle method.
At this moment, Dai Mei said: "Today is the first day of the New Year, and I would like to invite the new curator to go to the ancestral hall to lay flowers for the old curator."
"Flowers? Is it my mother's memorial tablet?"
"Yes, only after you lay flowers in public can you be considered the real director of Yunluo Pavilion."
At the beginning of the new year, everyone hopes to welcome a new life.
The same is true for Yunluo Pavilion.
Since the death of Zhang Amei, Yunluo Pavilion has never had an owner, only Dai Mei is struggling to support it.
Now that Xia Wan is here, I believe Yunluo Pavilion has its own agenda.??.
Dai Mei led everyone to the ancestral hall.
There are already some people kneeling there in the ancestral hall.
There are no offerings on the incense table in the middle of the ancestral hall, but there are hundreds of white peonies.
Xia Wan suddenly thought: "When I was a child, I vaguely remembered that my mother seemed to like peonies the most."
Dai Mei handed a red peony to Xia Wan.
"Please miss, please enshrine the only red peony in the middle."
"Um."
Xia Wan has already thought about it. Since fate has asked her to inherit her mother's mantle, she has no choice but to do so.
"Wait a minute!"
At this moment, suddenly a person in the crowd stood up.
"Why is this woman qualified to offer red peonies?"
Dai Mei scolded: "Ruyue, what do you mean? This is Miss Xia, the daughter of the old curator. Didn't I tell you?"
The woman who questioned was called Ru Yue. She was once Zhang Amei¡¯s personal disciple, and now she is also a master of thaumaturgy.
¡°I don¡¯t accept it!¡±
Ruyue immediately shouted out that she was not convinced.
This surprised Dai Mei very much.
"Ruyue, what are you going to do! Miss Xia is the biological daughter of the old curator!"
"She said she is her biological daughter, right? Is there a paternity test? Why is she already wearing Yunluochai? Why is she holding a red peony in her hand!"
Ruyue asked so many questions directly, which made the other disciples think it made sense.
"Yes, suddenly someone came and said she was the curator's daughter."
"Why?"
"It seems like she doesn't have any cultivation skills yet."
Dai Mei hurriedly scolded: "The old curator told me before she died that she did have this daughter. Besides, our Yunluo Pavilion has never had a curator. Isn't it right to let Miss Xia come and inherit her old man's mantle?"
But Ruyue said: "That's not right!"
"You! Ruyue, what exactly do you want to do!"
Na Ruyue sneered and said: "In terms of orthodoxy, I am a disciple trained by the old curator himself. Even if I inherit the mantle, I should inherit it!"
Dai Mei understood, it turned out that Ruyue wanted to grab this position.
"Ruyue, I hope you understand that the old curator has a daughter."
¡°I¡¯ve never heard the old curator talk about it!¡±
Ruyue is aggressive and doesn't seem to want to give in at all.
"If it weren't for the fact that the old director gave birth to a child and was forced into desperation by the Zhang family, she wouldn't have opened this Yunluo Pavilion!"
"So what? I don't accept it anyway!"
As Ruyue refused to accept it, many disciples also started gossiping.
People's words are scary.
If they are allowed to continue discussing like this, I am afraid Xia Wan really has no qualifications.
Dai Mei was very anxious.
"What do you want, Kisaragi! Is it possible that you must be the curator?"
"Yes! That's what I meant!"
Having reached this point, Ruyue directly admitted that she just wanted to be the curator.
Ruyue looked at Xia Wan provocatively.
"If Miss Xia disagrees, you can discuss it with me." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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