"Oh my god, I've become an outer disciple, ancestral spirits, ancestral spirits!"
At this moment, suddenly a voice, raving-like, rang out.
Ye Guichen looked toward the sound and saw a man with a scar on his face, who seemed to have a slight limp, jumping around, unbelievably excited.
Shouting continuously, he grabbed the person next to him and exclaimed, "Before coming here, I specially paid homage to my ancestors' graves, and I can't believe it really worked. This is great, a piece of spirit stone, I can get married now."
The person he grabbed was full of embarrassment, pushed his hand away, and dryly said, "Congratulations, congratulations."
"Haha, thank you, thank you!" The man nodded vigorously, continuing to chant, "I really didn't expect that I would have cultivation talent. If it weren't for the Xuanyin Sect discovering this genius, I would likely have spent my life in a small mountain village, completely overlooked."
