Fantasy: The Heavenly Dao revolves around me

When the Holy Land Elder looked at him, Gu Yunjing almost slumped on the ground.
At this moment, the expression on his face became completely stiff, and cold sweat involuntarily broke out from his forehead.
“Son……?”
“Why did the Holy Son appear here?”
“Isn’t that Senior Brother Gu?”
“It didn’t take long for me to get into trouble when I first arrived at the Holy Land. Senior Brother Gu’s ability is really embarrassing.”
“It really deserves it! I couldn’t get used to that arrogant look before.”
In the outer gate square, almost all the disciples focused their attention here, and many of them were gloating at the misfortune.
However, more people still looked at Fang Mingjing with earnest eyes.
“That’s the Holy Son!”
“A ten-year-old condensed realm! One of the most talented saints in the history of Chongxiao Holy Land——!”
“so cute!”
“Don’t stopme! ”
“Ah! The little saint is looking this way!”
“I can not make it!”
Those male disciples were fine, but the female disciples in the square no longer cared about their restraint. Most of them were naked and fiery. If it wasn’t for the existence of the elders and deacons, maybe they would all have rushed forward.
Hearing these voices, Fang Mingjing couldn’t help having a small face.
The Seventeenth Elder didn’t pay attention to this. He looked at Gu Yunjing sharply, making him tremble.
“Don’t let go of your hand?!”
“!”
Gu Yunjing then remembered that he was still holding Xiao Shengzi’s cat in his hand. He quickly released his hand, and the stinky pig jumped down immediately and ran to Fang Mingjing’s feet with meowing meows.
Little Saint Child hugged it.
At this time, an ordinary-looking middle-aged man approached quickly in cold sweat, and when he saw him, Gu Yunjing couldn’t help but look for help.
“…Deacon Zhang.”
He spoke subconsciously.
But what made him flustered was that when Deacon Zhang looked at him at the moment, he was no longer close to him, and he didn’t even look at himself again.
“…Sir Saint Son, Seventeen Elder.”
“what happened?”
The Seventeenth Elder glanced at him with lukewarm eyes.
Deacon Zhang didn’t dare to be sloppy, and immediately disclosed all the information about Gu Yunjing, including his intention to refer him to the inner door and the reason why he was so fond of him.
It’s also quite funny.
The main reason why he is optimistic about Gu Yunjing is because of Fang Mingjing.
After all, the little saint was brought up by Gu Shiyun, and Gu Yunjing was from the country of Yunze. In terms of identity, he was Gu Shiyun’s nephew… Deacon Zhang took the initiative to get close to him because of this, but he never thought about it. Gu Yunjing actually offended the little saint.
After listening, the Seventeenth Elder couldn’t help but sneer.
“Hmph, you actually know how to go to camp.”
“I don’t dare to…” Deacon Zhang wiped away his cold sweat.
“You don’t need to go to the inner sect. Arrange him to be a handyman at Spirit Beast Peak.”
“Yes.”
Deacon Zhang glanced at Fang Mingjing carefully. After seeing that neither the Son nor the Elder wanted to punish him, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Gu Yunjing with anger and pity.
Gu Yunjing’s face was pale.
The words of the seventeenth elder fell in his ears, and his whole person became shaky.
The dignified seventh prince of Yun Zeguo, a disciple who was about to be promoted to the inner sect as soon as he stepped into the Holy Land, is now going to be assigned to the Spirit Beast Peak as a handyman?
Although he didn’t know what a handyman in the Holy Land was like, the ups and downs of his identity made him feel like the world was spinning.
Then he seemed to remember something, and he couldn’t help but look at Junior Sister Ning beside him.
On the other hand, Ning Wanqing had already stood behind at some point. When she saw him looking over, she couldn’t help but take a few steps back, as if he had drawn a clear line…  
Gu Yunjing smiled miserably.
“Let you run around.”
Fang Mingjing tugged at the whiskers on the kitten’s face with her little hands and played with it gently.
“Why did the little saintly come here?”
When Elder Seventeen looked at him, his wrinkled face was filled with a kind smile. If he hadn’t known that Little Saint Son didn’t like it, he would have picked Fang Mingjing in his arms.
“I was curious about this, so I asked Uncle Mu to bring me here.”
“I see… Senior Mu, but what about others?”
“He went to get me something to eat.” Fang Mingjing said, looked at the seventeenth elder again and asked, “Is the ceremony just listening to the speech? There is no other link?”
“It’s basically the same. After a while, the exercises will be passed down, and then the deacon will lead them to recognize the various places in the outer door, and the ceremony will be over.”
The outer door is not so particular, but it is just to screen out some rough jade.
After listening to Fang Mingjing, he couldn’t help showing a dull expression. He thought there would be a competition outside the gate, rankings, etc. — he mainly came to see this.
“I want to go back.”
Noticing that Uncle Mu’s figure reappeared not far away, the little saint said to the seventeen elders, and walked over with the cat in his arms.
Uncle Mu was still smiling.
Before meeting with the Seventeenth Elder and preparing to leave with the little saint, he couldn’t help but glance at Gu Yunjing, who was standing there, unable to recover, and shook his head amusingly.
This kid is actually lucky. He met the more generous Seventeen Elders. He was just transferred to be a handyman. If he met a few other elders with poor temperament, he would lose his skin even if he didn’t die. . .