Hm?
Raising horses?
Shen Zhen, Epiphyllum Ghost Mother, and the second-generation disciples outside the courtyard all changed expression. Blood Prison Great Sage, who had the fiercest temper, was about to burst into curses on the spot, but An Xin raised a hand and stopped him.
Lu Xian, Tian Yao'er, Zui, Jiang Shi, and the others looked at Xuanqing Star Lord with extremely unfriendly eyes. Even if he was one of the Immortal Gods, they would dare attack him—only, with Gu An inside the house, they did not dare act recklessly.
"You want me to go to the Heavenly Court to raise horses?"
Gu An's voice came from inside the house. After Xuanqing Star Lord heard it, his expression did not change as he said, "Divine steeds are no mortal horses. They symbolize rules and are connected to the Great Dao. Rearing them is like rearing the Great Dao, and this can also benefit all living beings."
Inside the house.
Gu An sat before the table, his right hand resting on it, stroking a book. Three words were written on the cover of that book.
Journey to the West!
Though he had long foreseen today's conversation, Gu An still felt that fate made fools of people.
How could there be something so similar?
Did this show the Heavenly Court's contempt, or prove the gulf of the Difference Between Immortal and Mortal?
Gu An slowly asked, "Then may I ask, Star Lord, do you think my going to raise horses would help the beings of the Heavenly Dao more, or would maintaining the status quo bring merit faster?"
The aura of merit emanating from him had not been created by him. It was what he had accumulated through his actions; he had simply never used this merit.
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