The old man looked at Chen Muyu calmly, and there was no emotion or anger in his tone.
Chen Muyu's old face froze, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment.
"Master, this man is sneaky and has been wandering here for a long time. He also lied to me and said he was a guest of our Yuzhu Peak. I think he must have bad intentions!" The little child began to cry.
Chen Muyu's head was full of black lines. Aren't all the strong men in the Jidao Palace gone? Where did this old man come from?
The system pulls it out and scans it.
Jiang Qianfan, late ninth level, master of Yuzhu Peak.
After seeing the information, Chen Muyu's heart sank. This was something he couldn't match.
"I am Chen Muyu, a guest of Qingzhu Peak. Something happened in the Jidao Palace these past two days. I was curious, so I walked around to see what happened. If I am disturbing you, please forgive me!
"Chen Muyu reported to the family to prevent the conflict from escalating.
Jiang Qianfan still looked at him indifferently, "Since you are a guest of Qingzhu Peak, you are also a guest of my Yuzhu Peak. Would you like to sit on the top of the peak?"
"What I wish for!"
Chen Muyu slightly cupped his hands, and then followed Jiang Qianfan up the mountain.
…
On the way, Chen Muyu briefly told Jiang Qianfan about his origins.
After Jiang Qianfan heard this, he was slightly surprised.
Arriving at the Jade Bamboo Hall at the top of the peak, Jiang Qianfan served Tong'er tea and sat down with Chen Muyu in a pavilion. "The incident at Qingzhu Peak was a big deal back then. It was considered a scandal in our Jidao Palace."
, Haha, I never thought you would dare to come to my door..."
Chen Muyu shook his head, "There is nothing to dare to do. As the saying goes, a real man will do something and not do something. His wife was snatched away. It is impossible for any person to remain indifferent, right?"
Jiang Qianfan was noncommittal, "I think your fellow Taoist has an extraordinary bearing and has the demeanor of my Taoist sect. You can have such cultivation at such a young age, but you don't know who you studied under?"
"Fellow Taoist, thank you!"
Chen Muyu waved his hand, looking modest, "I'm not afraid of jokes from fellow Taoists. My current level of cultivation is all due to chance, and I have no inheritance from any teacher!"
"oh?"
Jiang Qianfan raised his eyebrows, not sure whether he believed it or not, but he didn't continue the topic anyway.
Just as the boy was being served tea, he began to taste it by himself.
Chen Muyu said, "I heard that all the heaven-level experts in the Jidao Palace are gone. Fellow Taoist, I wonder what happened at the sacrificial ceremony that day?"
Jiang Qianfan stopped holding the teacup. For a moment, he raised his head to look at Chen Muyu, his eyes becoming a bit sharp, "Fellow Daoist, appearing in Jidao Palace at this time, shouldn't be just a coincidence, right?"
Chen Muyu froze for a moment, his expression a little stiff.
"What do you mean by this, fellow Taoist?" Chen Muyu felt a little uncomfortable.
Jiang Qianfan drank a cup of tea and asked, "Is that person related to you, or was he brought in by you?"
"Who?"
Chen Muyu pretended to be shocked and looked innocent.
In fact, who Jiang Qianfan was talking about seemed like a mirror in his mind.
"Ah!"
Jiang Qianfan chuckled, "Who, Blood Ancestor!"
"Blood Ancestor?"
Chen Muyu raised his eyebrows, "Who is the Blood Ancestor?"
Jiang Qianfan stared at Chen Muyu for a long time. Chen Muyu did not avoid his gaze deliberately, and his face was completely frank.
After a long time, Jiang Qianfan withdrew his gaze, perhaps because he was not sure whether Chen Muyu really didn't know or was pretending not to know.
Chen Muyu said, "I heard the tower spirit of Qingzhu Peak's Dao Heart Pagoda say that the master of Qingzhu Peak has fallen, and all the heaven-level experts in Qingzhu Peak have also fallen. Is this true? Who has such great ability...
"
Jiang Qianfan raised his hand and stopped Chen Muyu's words.
"Fellow Taoist, you should leave the Jidao Palace as soon as possible to avoid getting into unnecessary trouble!" Jiang Qianfan directly changed the topic.
Chen Muyu opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.
"Fellow Taoist, you also know that my grandfather and I came to Jidao Palace this time to take away my grandma, who is a disciple of Qingzhu Peak, Gu Xiang'er, but now something like this happened in Jidao Palace
, My grandma doesn’t want to leave. If she doesn’t leave, it’s not convenient for me to leave. Besides, since my grandma is a disciple of the Jidao Palace, the affairs of the Jidao Palace are my business. You might as well give it to me.
Tell me about the situation, maybe I can be of some help!" Chen Muyu said.
"Ah!"
Jiang Qianfan chuckled lightly, glanced at Chen Muyu, and said nothing, but the meaning should be very clear.
You, an eighth-level monk, help? How can you help?
"Fellow Taoist, please don't underestimate me. Although Chen is not very strong, he has always been very lucky. Otherwise, he would not have achieved his current level of cultivation at such a young age!"
Chen Muyu looked confident. This guy was somewhat boasting.
luck?
Luck is also a kind of strength!
Jiang Qianfan stared at Chen Muyu for a while, and he could see that Chen Muyu was indeed young.
He should even be younger than his little child.
That kid looks small, but in fact he has lived for thousands of years, and he just looks small in front of old monsters like them.
That little child has just entered the Hunyuan Da Luo Jin Fairyland and has not yet entered the earth level. He is still backed by the Jidao Palace and has huge cultivation resources. But the young man in front of him is a casual cultivator. At such a young age, he is already at the eighth level of heaven.
Late stage.
If he hadn't been blessed with great luck, he wouldn't have believed it even if he were beaten to death.
This strength is already comparable to the top direct disciples of each palace in the Jidao Palace. The key is that this person's age is simply negligible compared to those direct disciples.
In other words, this person's fate may be even more terrifying than that of the Holy Son of the Jidao Palace.
At this moment, thousands of thoughts ran through Jiang Qianfan's mind.
Where does luck come from?
This is the world of the Jida, and it must be given by the Jida. In other words, the person in front of you is probably an existence chosen by the Jida.
Nowadays, the Jidao Palace is experiencing a catastrophe, and there are not even a hundred heaven-level disciples left. It is the right time to employ people. If this person can be kept in the Jidao Palace, he may be able to use his luck to help the Jidao Palace regain its breath as soon as possible.
Jiang Qianfan took a deep breath and stared at Chen Muyu for a while, "In this case, fellow Taoist might as well stay in Jidao Palace for a while, and then make plans after the palace master returns!"
oh?
Chen Muyu raised his eyebrows slightly.
Palace lord?
The Lord of the Supreme Palace?
"What do you mean, fellow Taoist, the Master of the Jidao Palace is still alive?" Chen Muyu asked subconsciously.
Jiang Qianfan frowned slightly, "What are you talking about? Are you still wishing that I, the master of the Jidao Palace, had fallen?"
Chen Muyu also realized that he had said the wrong thing and laughed quickly, "Fellow Taoist, I didn't mean that, it's just..."
Jiang Qianfan waved his hand and did not listen to Chen Muyu's explanation, "The Jidao Palace suffered heavy losses this time. All five Supreme Elders died. I'm afraid there are less than a thousand people who escaped this catastrophe..."
