There's No Way My Dad Is A Legendary Cultivator

Jiang Ping replied with a smile.

"It's nothing. I just happened to get a sword manual. It was signed by Li Shiyi, so I was curious."

Zhao Tianqian stared at Jiang Ping and picked his ears.

"What did you say!"

"I didn't hear you clearly just now!"

Jiang Ping shouted into the old Taoist priest's ear.

"I said!"

"I happened to get a sword manual from your idol, Li Shiyi!"

Zhao Tianqian pushed Jiang Ping away.

"Why are you shouting so loudly!"

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"You want to die!"

Jiang Ping glanced at the old Taoist priest and said.

"Senior, you said yourself that you didn't hear me clearly. It's my fault."

Zhao Tianqian said in a bad mood.

"You really can't tell if I'm trying to be sarcastic."

"When I say I didn't hear you clearly, I was referring to your boasting!"

"Otherwise, do you really think I'm deaf!"

Jiang Ping took out a sword manual from his storage space.

"What boasting? Senior, don't slander me."

Then, he waved the sword manual in his hand in front of the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest still didn't believe it and took the sword manual with disdain.

"Then I want to see if this sword manual you're talking about is the one I'm talking about!"

Without even looking at the cover, the old Taoist priest flipped open the sword manual.

He saw the first sentence of the sword manual, "When the sword strikes, Yin and Yang reverse, and the universe falls. Standing in front of all living things, undefeated by Heaven and Earth!"

"Yo, this fake is quite real. This tone sounds like something Sword Immortal Li would say."

The old Taoist priest continued to flip through the pages.

In the first few pages, the old Taoist priest even pointed out that the sword should not be practiced like this, how the sword should not be used, and so on.

Jiang Ping was looking at the old Taoist priest with a smile on his face.

He did not say anything and just waited for the old Taoist priest to continue flipping through the pages.

The more Zhao Tianqian flipped through the pages, the seriousness on his face increased, and he became more silent.

When he was halfway through, he flipped back to look at the cover of the sword manual.

Looking at the words "Sword Beheading a True Immortal" on the cover...

Zhao Tianqian stared blankly for a long while.

Then, he took out a book of poetry from his storage space.

It was Li Shiyi's original poem. The old Taoist priest flipped it open and compared the handwriting of the two books.

The old Taoist priest opened his mouth and didn't say anything.

Jiang Ping still looked at him with a smile on his face.

He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of the old Taoist priest.

"Senior! Are you okay?"

Zhao Tianqian had never lost his composure like today.

He stammered.

"Brother Jiang is this really...?"

Jiang Ping took back the sword manual from Zhao Tianqian's hand with a smile.

"Brother Zhao, didn't you say this was fake? Come, come, I'll burn it."

The old Taoist priest was careless, and the sword manual in his hand was pulled away by Jiang Ping.

"Don't! Blame me, blame me for being blind!"

"It's real, don't burn it, don't durn It!"

The old Taoist priest begged while smiling at Jiang Ping.

Jiang Ping put away the sword manual and patted Zhao Tianqian's shoulder.

"Old Zhao, it's getting late. We should set off."

Then, he leisurely walked to the first floor and shouted to the top.

"Alright, let's go!"

The group walked to the city gate.

Jiang Ping and Zhao Tianqian walked at the front.

He Xiangjiang and Wan'er walked side by side, followed by two little girls who were following their footsteps.

Li Sushang and the other two followed at the back.

Looking at the two people walking in the front, He Xiangjiang noticed his master's abnormality today.

He had been sticking to Jiang Ping's side all this time, and he was still acting bashful. From time to time, he would approach Jiang Ping and say a few words.

"Brother Jiang, I don't want that original copy. Just lend it to me for two days, and I'll make a copy of it. What do you think!"

Jiang Ping stared at Zhao Tianqian and moved to the side.

"You don't practice swordsmanship. What's the use of copying it!"

"Also, I'll beat you up if you get close to me."

The old Taoist priest rubbed his hands together.

"I don't practice swordsmanship, but I can keep it. Besides, maybe my disciple will practice swordsmanship in the future?"

"For Wan'er's sake, you should at least let me make a copy of it."

Jiang Ping was furious.

"Do you mean that my Wan'er has decided to follow your disciple?"

The old Taoist priest quickly tried to explain.

"No, no, I didn't say that."

"What I mean is that my disciple and Wan'er have a good relationship, right? As elders, we should help each other, right?"

"Lend me the sword manual. I'll definitely prepare a big gift for Wan'er."

Jiang Ping squinted at the old Taoist priest who had ulterior motives.

"I'll consider it!"

Then, Jiang Ping quickened his steps, intending to stay away from the old Taoist priest.

Zhao Tianqian shamelessly followed Jiang Ping and tried to coax him.

He Xiangjiang looked at his master and said to Wan'er, who was beside him.

"Wan'er, look at your father and my master. Aren't they acting strange?"

Wan'er nodded.

"Yeah, I think I heard them mention us just now!"

He Xiangjiang asked curiously.

"You can hear it? What did they say about us?"

Wan'er shook her head.

"I didn't hear them clearly. I think they were talking about our marriage in the future."

Wan'er, who had stayed by Jiang Ping's side since she was young, didn't realize the importance of the word "marriage" at all.

She had read it from a book. It said that if the relationship between two people was good enough, they could get married.

The little girl felt that she had a very good relationship with the young Taoist priest beside her.

So she just said it casually.

However, He Xiangjiang had been independent since he was young and helped his family with work.

His mind matured a little earlier than Wan'er's, although he was still a little fuzzy about the feelings between men and women.

However, the young Taoist priest knew the concept of getting married very clearly.

When Wan'er blurted out the word "our marriage", He Xiangjiang's face suddenly turned red.

He lowered his head and looked at his toes as he walked.

His hand was tightly clutching the corner of his shirt.

He stammered and could not speak.

Wan'er saw that He Xiangjiang's ears were red, and she immediately hugged He Xiangjiang's shoulder.

"What's wrong with you, young Taoist priest? You said a few words and then stopped speaking. What's wrong?"

He Xiangjiang did not speak, but his cheeks and ears were even hotter.

The group walked out of the city.

Then they gathered together.

Wan'er still requested to sit with He Xiangjiang.

Jiang Ping couldn't refuse, so he agreed.

Then, from Wan'er's and Yan'er's storage bracelets, three white cranes were released.

The three auspicious beasts were all stored in Liu'er's bracelets, and they were treated well.

Before they left, Wan'er raised her arms and shouted.

"Daddy, are we still competing today?"

Yan'er obviously didn't want to be outdone and answered on behalf of Jiang Ping.

"Do you think we're afraid of you?"

"Daddy, we must be faster than Wan'er today!"

Jiang Ping patted Yan'er's head.

"Okay, Daddy will try his best!"

Then, the group of people rode the white cranes and rose into the sky according to the arrangement when they came...

Outside the city gate, Wen Lin walked out from a corner and watched the white cranes rise into the sky.

He took out the mirror that Chen Yulian handed to him and drew a few strokes on it.

He snorted coldly and flew into the sky himself...