The Xuanyuan Realm was huge. It was easy to accommodate a living being from a lower realm, so it was not a problem to bring the Soul Race in.
This was related to Jun Changxiao. If others wanted to come in, it was impossible.
Of course.
It was not a wise move to lock the realm in isolation.
On the way to the upper realm, Jun Changxiao started to think that when the realm developed, he could set up an immigration office to manage immigrants.
You want to become a legal resident of the Sect of All Times? Sure, pay up.
The System complained, "Host, this is not developing the sect, this is developing the realm. You might as well change the name to The Strongest Realm of All Times."
"Bullsh * t!"
Jun Changxiao said, "The Sect of All Times oversees the Xuanyuan Realm. How is it not considered developing the sect?"
"Furthermore, I've said it."
"Whether the Xuanyuan Realm can resound throughout the universe in the future depends on my sect, right?"
"…"
The System was speechless.
Indeed, the strength of a realm did not depend solely on the attributes of heaven and earth. It also depended on the support of top powerhouses and various forces.
The Sect of All Times was located here, and its rise and fall would directly affect the rise and fall of the Xuanyuan Realm. Therefore, it was still a sect and not a realm.
"When I have a son in the future, not only can he inherit a sect, but he can also inherit a realm. He will definitely be a strong second generation!" Jun Changxiao said.
"Pfft!"
The System laughed.
An idiot of steel was actually thinking about descendants. He might as well be Li Shengtian.
However, thinking about it carefully, with Gousheng's personality, if he really had a son, when he was old and had no more desires, he would probably call his son over and solemnly tell him that he was leaving this sect and this plane to him, and that he was leaving.
Uh.
Even if there was, perhaps … it would be another book, another story.
He had already thought of the introduction. The little dog was still in swaddling clothes when his father heartlessly abandoned him. It would see how a child woke up his Uncle-Masters, Senior Brothers, and Senior Sisters one by one from their deep sleep and led them on a journey to find his father. The title of the book was "The Story of a Dog's Father", "The Little Dog Finds His Father".
"What are you thinking about?"
Rose Of Flowers asked.
Jun Changxiao, who was deep in thought, blurted out, "I miss my son."
Swearing an oath was definitely a habitual way of thinking. It was definitely not Gou Sheng's original intention, so when he said it, he immediately realized that something was wrong and almost raised his hand to slap his own face.
Rose Of Flowers froze for a moment, then turned her head and said angrily, "Who wants to give you a son?"
"A slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue!"
Jun Changxiao hastily explained, "I'm thinking about Constellation's son!"
"What does it have to do with Ye Xingchen!"
The System roared, "Even if he has a son, he should be the one thinking about it. Why do you have to think about it?!"
"Hungry?"
Rose Of Flowers said, "Do you want me to cook for you?"
Astonished, Jun Changxiao asked, "You can cook?"
This woman was very capable. After all, she used to manage a clan, but Liu Wanshi was in charge of cooking in the sect. He had never seen her cook.
"In the eyes of you men, isn't it natural for a woman to know how to cook?" Rose Of Flowers said.
Jun Changxiao heard the hidden meaning in her words and hurriedly said, "For the record, I have no discrimination against you women!"
"Then what are you waiting for?"
Rose Of Flowers said, "Hurry to the cafeteria, the food is getting cold."
"Are you done?"
"Yes."
It took time to go to the Upper Realm, and Jun Changxiao rarely cultivated. Since he had nothing to do anyway, he went to the cafeteria.
Because there were no higher-ups or disciples in the battleship, there were only two people in the large cafeteria. It looked very empty, but it also looked very … romantic.
"Pa!"
Rose Of Flowers put a dish on the table and smiled, "I learned this from Wanshi. It's your favorite spicy fish head."
Don't say it.
The aroma wafted over, and it was very spicy.
Jun Changxiao's appetite was stimulated. He picked up his chopsticks and picked up something. He collapsed and said, "Big Sister, you didn't even scrape off the fish scales? What kind of dish are you making! "
"You still want to scrape off the fish scales?"
"Nonsense, have you ever seen fish scales when you eat fish?"
"I don't eat fish."
"…"
Jun Changxiao's expression was wonderful.
No wonder every time Liu Wanshi made fish-related dishes, she didn't even look at them and ignored them.
Forget it, forget it.
Since she cooked in person, he had to give her face. After all, as a Patriarch, he could not hurt his subordinates' hearts.
Jun Changxiao pushed aside the layers of fish scales, picked up a piece of meat, and put it in his mouth. He closed his eyes and tasted it carefully.
Rose Of Flowers looked at him expectantly.
It was her first time cooking, and she let her husband taste it, so she was very concerned.
"Not bad, not bad."
After a while, Jun Changxiao nodded and said, "The taste is very good."
Rose Of Flowers had a bright smile on her face. There was no noble temperament on her face, and she looked more like a happy little girl who was praised.
"God!"
Jun Changxiao said to himself, "This is definitely a hellish dark cuisine!"
The fish scales were not even scrubbed off. It would be strange if it was delicious.
However, Gou Sheng had to give a good review at this moment, so as not to hurt her self-esteem.
"Eat more if it's delicious." Rose Of Flowers pushed the dishes over.
"…"
Jun Changxiao's mouth twitched slightly.
On the same day.
Gou Sheng went to the toilet a total of 36 times. When he came out, he held the wall with both hands, his legs were weak, and he cried, "This is not spicy fish head, this is spicy poison …"
Everyone had shortcomings.
For example, Jun Changxiao was tone-deaf and sang out of tune.
In particular, Rose Of Flowers was not human, so she had no talent in cooking. Even if Liu Wanshi taught her step by step, she might not be able to understand.
"Come! Sweet and sour carp! "
"Come, Four Happiness Meatballs!"
After receiving Jun Changxiao's' praise 'and' recognition ', Rose Of Flowers was immersed in cooking. On the way to the Upper Realm, she was in charge of three meals a day.
Gou Sheng looked at the camera and said with tears streaming down his face, "Brothers, it's too hard for me. I've been under a lot of pressure recently!"
…
The Upper Realm.
After Jun Changxiao left with his disciples, it became extraordinarily calm.
In fact, before Gou Sheng came, it had been very quiet here. The various waves that arose after that were directly or indirectly related to him.
"Wait a minute!"
In the Extreme Cave Abode, Masato Kitano was about to place a piece when he was interrupted by Zhenren Tonggu. Zhenren Tonggu then took away the piece he had placed earlier and placed it in another position.
This was repentance.
"I said!"
Masato Kitano looked at him and said, "Can you be a little more shameless?"
"You repentance 120 times yesterday. I've only repentance 103 times today," Zhenren Tonggu said disapprovingly.
"…"
Masato Kitano shattered the chessboard with a palm and said, "I'm not playing anymore!"
This was destroying the game.
"Fine, I'm not playing anymore."
Zhenren Tonggu stood up and walked out of the cave abode. He looked up at the sky and said thoughtfully, "That disciple of mine, he didn't cause any trouble outside, did he?"
"Whether he does or not, you can't take the blame," Masato Kitano said.
Zhenren Tonggu shook his head and said, "This guy is gone. Although it's very quiet, I still miss him a little."
"Master."
"I'm back."
Suddenly, a voice sounded in his ears.
Zhenren Tonggu's expression froze. He turned around and saw Jun Changxiao squatting on the outdoor chessboard and smiling at him.
At that moment.
His first reaction was.
This guy didn't cause any trouble outside and deliberately came to me to take the blame, right?
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