Chapter 182 The ancestor is about to come out of retreat
The white clouds are like a dog, and the years are ruthless.
Time turns many people's hair gray.
The vegetation on the mountain turned yellow one round after another.
What is time.
For immortal cultivators, after countless years, they may have long been forgotten and blurred.
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In the past thirty years, Dayu Mountain has expanded a new city, Feixiao City.
A large number of mortals went to Dayu Mountain, settled down here, married wives and had children.
Dayu Mountain, three ancient cities, each have a population of over one million.
But only the main lineage of the Chen family can live at the foot of Dayu Mountain.
After thirty years of reproduction, the Chen family at the foot of the mountain has gradually developed into a small inner city.
In the past thirty years, the ancestor has only gone down the mountain once. It was because the birth of a great-great-grandson from Chen Ruguan's lineage attracted the ancestor's major concern.
This matter immediately attracted the attention of the whole clan. Everyone was waiting outside the door that day. However, after the ancestor entered, he took a look and left with a disappointed expression.
No one knows why. Maybe itβs because this personβs spiritual qualifications are average.
It seems to be the four spiritual roots.
Since then, the ancestor has never left the mountain.
However, Chen Liuxing occasionally walked down the mountain.
He was taken by his ancestor to teach him, and personally taught him how to practice, which became the envy of countless children in the Chen family.
Chen Liuxing also lived up to Chen Yun's expectations.
He built the second floor of the foundation at the age of only thirty-three, and built the foundation in an authentic way. He has a strong tendency to enter the golden elixir before he is sixty years old.
You must know that at that age, Chen Yun had just escaped from the miserable life of eating sweet potatoes.
Itβs true that each generation is getting stronger than the previous generation.
Chen Liuxing, the most powerful newcomer of the new generation of the Chen family, was only thirty-three years old and was already being wooed by various forces, promising him a high position as an elder.
However, because he was well protected by his ancestors, it was difficult for outsiders to see even half of him.
Therefore, his father, Chen Jinding, would inevitably become a key target of attacks by major forces.
But fortunately, he was not too confused. He returned the boxes of treasures sent to him by various major sects intact without charging a penny.
The winter snow is melting.
It's cold in spring.
The snow on the branches of the trees melted into water droplets and dripped down the branches. The Chen family's martial arts arena was paved with large blocks of jade, with complex formations carved on it.
"Look at my true flame fist."
A young man dressed in black, with a face full of arrogance, struck out with a hot punch and blasted out like a tornado. The snow on the tree branches instantly turned into water. At the same time, the one who faced him was a foundation-building monk who was He was beaten repeatedly and fell back.
"I am not as good as the young master, so I have to admit defeat."
"Hmph, this won't work anymore. It's boring. I think your third-level foundation building is nothing more than that."
The young man in black stood up with his fists closed and said angrily with some displeasure.
The middle-aged man opposite had his eyes twitching slightly and did not dare to respond, but there was a hint of teasing in his eyes.
Many descendants of the sub-clan who were watching from the side came forward one after another.
"Uncle Xing, your true flame fist is so powerful."
"I wish I were half as strong as Uncle Xing."
"Uncle Xing is only at the ninth level of Qi refining. He can fight with the foundation-building monks. I think if Uncle Xing builds the foundation, he is no better than that Chen Liuxing?"
Speaking of this matter, it seemed that it hit Chen Ruxing's weak spot. He pushed everyone in front of him away and looked fiercely at Dayu Mountain shrouded in clouds and mist.
Somewhat sour tone.
"Chen Liuxing is just relying on my father's favor, otherwise why would he compare with me."
"Isn't it just Shanlinggen? If I can get my father's careful guidance, I won't have anything to do with him."
At this moment, the silent Dayu Mountain suddenly surged with clouds and mist, and a sword light soared into the sky, shooting directly at Dou Mansion, and then fell suddenly after a moment.
boom.
A ray of sword light converged away, and a young man appeared in front of everyone.
His white robe is as elegant as snow, and he wears a silver crown on his head. His manner is polite and gentle, and his eyes are like spring water, gentle and gentle.
He is Chen Liuxing, the only junior who has been personally guided by his ancestor for many years.
"Hey, isn't this Chen Liuxing? Why did you come down the mountain? But does my father want you to run errands for something?"
Chen Ruxing clenched his fist.
His fist was three times bigger than other people's when he was born, and it became a bit bigger than normal when he grew up, so he simply majored in physical training.
When Chen Liuxing looked at the young master in front of him, his expression changed slightly. He knew that this man, as the youngest son of his ancestor who was currently in retreat, was loved by all in the family.
Especially since he was the son of Shangluo Ying's grandmother, he was even more arrogant and disgraceful.
I play with him on weekdays and don't dare to offend him at all.
Chen Liuxing knew that his father had an average status in the family and did not want to have any conflicts with him. He stepped forward and said respectfully, "I have met my uncle."
Even though Chen Ruxing is young, he is very senior.
"Humph, I'm asking you something."
"Uncle, this is the oral message from our ancestors. Meteor must convey it to his grandmother in person."
"Are you saying that you look down on me? I can't even know my father's words? Chen Liuxing, what do you think you are? Do you dare to compete with me?"
Chen Liuxing said calmly: "I am only going down the mountain to convey my ancestor's instructions. I don't want to fight with anyone. I also ask my uncle to let me go. I have important things to attend to."
"Shameless, just watch the punches!"
The scorching flames hit the door directly in front of him. Chen Liuxing's movement was elegant and he instantly opened a distance.
"Uncle, don't force me anymore."
"Hmph, Chen Liuxing, my father went to the sea to find a suitable technique for you. Is this your strength? I think you are a waste."
"You!"
Chen Liuxing's eyes turned cold, his inner energy was agitated, and his sleeves fluttered without wind.
"Well, that's more like it. Let me see what you are capable of."
Chen Ruxing punched again.
Chen Liuxing narrowed his eyes and casually shot out a terrifying sword light, which directly blasted Chen Ruxing away. All his clothes were cut into pieces, and countless tiny sword marks left wounds.
"Oh no!"
Chen Liuxing's face changed drastically, and he clenched his fists tightly. He had carefully controlled it just now, but the force was still too great.
"Uncle."
Just when he was about to step forward.
A terrible force instantly knocked him back several steps, and Chen Liuxing couldn't help coughing up blood. This blow did not hurt his vitals, but was just a warning.
Chen Liuxing looked up and saw a woman with a dignified and graceful temperament slowly approaching.
"Chen Liuxing, what do you want to do?"
"Liuxing greets Grandmother Shang. I just lost my temper when fighting with my uncle. Please forgive me."
Facing Chen Liuxing's words, Shang Luoying naturally knew that it was probably because of his son. He was always lenient with him, so he thought he could fight with the foundation-building cultivator.
Shang Luoying couldn't get angry, so he glared at Chen Liuxing angrily, very unhappy.
"Greetings, mother."
Chen Ruxing stood up hurriedly and bowed.
"Look at you, you are covered in wounds. They usually let you go. Do you think you, a Qi-refining cultivator, can fight with the foundation-building cultivator? Don't do this in the future."
"Yes, mother." Chen Ruxing muttered with his head down, with a look of grievance and dissatisfaction in his eyes.
"Come to the meeting hall." Shang Luoying glanced at Chen Liuxing unhappily and said coldly.
