As the gray curtain dispersed, the place that was originally noisy and full of discussions suddenly became quiet for a moment.
You can hear the drop of a needle, but everything is silent.
Everything was silent and silent, as if for fear of being broken, even the sound of breathing could not be heard.
"How...how could it be?"
After a long time, Chen Youzhi heard an exclamation in front of him.
The pale-faced young man raised his head. In front of him, the leader of the Luojiang Chen family, the Five Realm monk who was temporarily in charge of the water dividing scale, spoke in shock.
The middle-aged man with an ancient face held the dipstick in his hand tightly, his face full of disbelief, and there were blue veins bulging on his forehead.
"Did you lose?"
At the same time, when the gray curtain dispersed, Old Dao Hanxu also saw the scene in the field.
He stroked his beard and said nothing, with the same expression on his face.
The two young men stood on the golden stage, their faces were pale, showing no emotion, anger or other expressions.
His clothes were all stained with blood, the wounds were deep and bones could be seen, and his breath was low and weak. It was obvious that he had been seriously injured.
Opposite Chen Jizi, Baizhu's face was pale, with no trace of blood on his lips. The young Taoist with the lotus crown was covering his eyes and his palms were trembling slightly.
The luster on the golden battle platform rippled like water, overflowing with a faint golden light.
At the same time, the other three people standing on the battlefield, Li Feibai, Chu and Heng'an, also cast their gazes.
"I lost."
For a long time, Chen Jizi's lips moved slightly, but his voice sounded deep in the sky.
He calmly turned his eyes and spoke to everyone.
After telling the news that shocked the whole audience, Chen Jizi turned around calmly and ignored the noise behind him.
He and Baizhu looked at each other, and there was a heartbeat.
"Don't worry."
Chen Jizi's voice was calm: "I won't say anything about you being a monk of the Southern Zen Sect."
"Thank you very much."
Bai Shu let go of the palm covering his eyes, and the alluring golden pupils finally dimmed and faded into clear black and white.
"You seem to be about the same age as my little brother."
Chen Jizi looked at Baizhu for a long time, then sighed and said:
"I didn't expect that I would be on the same path as me and have reached the ultimate level of the lower three realms. It's really... touching..."
Baizhu's heart moved. He raised his head and looked up. In a crystal palace, he met the eyes of a person.
There are many young men with a delicate appearance, similar to Chen Jizi. He wears a purple gold crown and gorgeous clothes, and his demeanor and appearance are not ordinary.
It's just that his face is pale, even extremely pale, without a trace of blood, like an ancient corpse that has been buried in the dark earth for many years.
Seeing Bai Shu looking at him, the pale young man wearing a purple gold crown raised his lips and bowed respectfully to Bai Shu, without making any mistakes.
"His name is Chen Youzhi, and he is practicing in Nanhua Palace under the tutelage of Master Kuchi."
Chen Jizi laughed softly:
"Your cultivation level is much better than his. Youzhi has just opened the Niwan Palace and has stopped at refining the acupoints. Compared to you, it is much inferior."
"I've heard of this name." Bai Zhu withdrew his gaze and no longer looked at the Crystal Palace.
The moment they looked at each other, although it was short-lived, gave him a chilling feeling.
Like a large scaleless snake with a human face, it is wet and wrapped around the body, trying to crawl into the body from the mouth and gnaw at the internal organs.
Even with his cultivation, a feeling of discomfort arose in his heart.
Although the young man had a warm smile, he looked more like a big snake with its fangs hidden.
"He studied under the master Kuchi of Nanhua Palace and practiced the Master's "Yuan Snake Sutra", and Kuchishen became a Taoist after a thousand years of poisonous snakes."
Seeing Bai Shu withdraw his gaze, Chen Jizi explained to him:
"Youzhi is kind-hearted and treats others with no ill intentions. It's just that his cultivation is low and it's difficult for him to control the Yuan She Sutra."
Chen Jizi smiled apologetically: "I'll help him."
"Are you two such brothers and sisters?" Bai Shu raised his eyebrows.
"I know that because of his biological mother's background, many brothers in the clan despise him and despise him even more."
Chen Jizi paused and said calmly:
"But I raised him when he was a child. My father was busy breaking through the realm of life at that time and had no time to do anything else. I raised him, taught him how to read and practice, and he was not so much a younger brother as he was a younger brother.
He is raised as a son."
Bai Shu was silent for a while and did not speak again.
"Many people say that my father values him and wants him to compete with me, but from the beginning to the end, I don't want to argue."
Chen Jizi raised his eyes and chuckled:
"Practice in martial arts and live forever is enough. Since we are a family, we don't need to worry too much about calculations."
Chen Jizi covered his lips and coughed twice, then cupped his hands towards Baizhu:
"I have learned about the magical powers of the Southern Zen Sect. If I have the opportunity, I hope to ask for advice again."
"There will be a chance."
Bai Shu also held up his hands and said, "Goodbye."
"Goodbye."
Chen Jizi smiled slightly, turned into a ray of fire, and flew out from the golden battle platform.
And all the Chen clan members, including the guardian of the Five Realms Life Treasure, rushed forward in panic.
Seeing Chen Jizi in blood-stained clothes, some people were asking for help, and some hurriedly took out the medicine and forced it into Chen Jizi's mouth. The middle-aged man with a noble face jumped around and carefully explored Chen Jizi's body, and found nothing.
The magnanimity of an expert in the fifth level of silk.
In the midst of the stars holding the moon, Chen Jizi helplessly spread his hands and let them do whatever they wanted, with a smile on his lips.
"It's my fault. If I give you the dipstick, the outcome of this battle is still undecided."
The middle-aged man with an ancient face sighed sadly: "I feel really sorry for causing you to be injured. If you have any shortcomings, how should I explain to the clan?"
"It's useless to give it to me. From the very beginning, my negative body was chopped off by his sword."
Chen Jizi smiled helplessly:
"Besides, judging from the truth of the Yang Fu realm, it is still not enough to drive the water divider. The outcome of this battle is doomed."
"Brother Ji Zi."
Chen Ye on the side moved his eyes and said in a low voice:
"That bitch..."
"Did you scold him?" Chen Jizi suddenly became serious.
"I...I..."
Chen Ye was at a loss for a moment. He looked around and saw that everyone was afraid to speak. He couldn't help but panic.
"father……"
Chen Ye looked at the middle-aged man with an ancient face, but saw that the middle-aged man just shook his head at him.
"Go and apologize to Youzhi."
Chen Jizi said calmly: "We are both members of the Chen clan. Don't let me hear this kind of thing a second time."
"I...I..."
Chen Ye's face turned red and his ears turned red, and he finally spoke angrily.
"But he wants to fight with you! First he bewitched the head of the family and gave him the sword, and then what? The head of the family even proposed marriage to Bai on his behalf!"
Chen Ye could no longer hold back and said angrily:
"With his background, if he didn't rely on the family master's favor, why would he be fighting with you?!"
Taiming Pearl, White Tiger Armor... Long before this, the dissatisfaction of Chen Youzhi among the Chen clan members was so deep that it was difficult to resolve.
Even many elders of the Chen family acquiesced in their actions and excluded this illegitimate child.
"Youzhi was raised by me. If he really wants to fight, then go ahead and fight."
Chen Jizi smiled and patted Chen Ye on the shoulder.
"He is my younger brother after all, and he is also a member of the Chen clan. This will never happen again."
The corner of Chen Ye's mouth moved. He was silent for a long time, and finally lowered his head, making a hesitant sound.
And aside.
Bai Shu looked at Chen Jizi, who was as if he was being embraced by the stars. He coughed several times and staggered.
At this time, a pale young man who was alone outside the Chen clan cast his gaze at him.
The two looked at each other, and Chen Youzi slowly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled warmly at Bai Shu.
