Fang Chen slowly walked forward and looked at the young man.
The young man was also curious because of the surprise of these core people and looked up at Fang Chen.
At this moment, the two of them felt as if they were looking in a mirror.
If you want to say that it is similar, it is not that similar, only three or four minutes.
But the expressions and temperaments of the two are surprisingly similar.
“It’s really a bit similar.”
Fang Chen smiled, but his heart slighted.
"No wonder you could deceive the eight-turn ancient immortals of the Huode Immortal Division. Our old ninth is also very popular in Jueming Temple, and many junior sisters are staring at him."
Chen Enxue teased.
Xiaohong Lianxian glanced at her and didn't care. She had already discovered that as long as she was with Fang Chen, this person would make fun of him whenever he had the chance, as if he was deliberately trying to see her angry.
Ji Chunmei looked at the young man for a while, then looked at Fang Chen again, and a smile suddenly appeared on her face:
"The two have some similarities, maybe this is fate."
After saying that, she looked at Chen Enxue, "Fellow Daoist Chen, the thunder and raindrops in the Huode Immortal Tribe are loud and the raindrops are small, which is also due to Ji Sheng as the core of Jueming Temple.
The negotiations in three days later require a few more beautiful words from fellow Daoist Chen, and our Ji family is willing to show sincerity to resolve this grudge."
After saying that, she couldn't help but curse the young man again:
"If you weren't the Great Ancestor personally led you into the door, I would have handed you over to the Huode Immortal Tribe. This time, I wouldn't have troubled Jueming's Divine Palace."
The young man was very sensible and didn't say anything, and he didn't want to anger the second ancestor in front of him anymore.
"Since you have understood the causes and consequences of the matter, then this matter will be resolved."
Chen Enxue smiled faintly and said, "It's just a matter of face. The Huode Immortal Tribe is so angry. One of the reasons is that they are afraid of offending the celestial immortal clan because of this.
So as long as you explain it to the Tianxian clan, the Huode Immortal Tribe will be happy to go down. Anyway, there is no way that there is only one girl among the blood relatives of the Eight-Turn Ancient Immortal.
Whoever marrys is not a marriage, it is nothing more than a marriage.”
When the Ji family heard this, they felt relieved.
As long as the three core members of the Jueming Temple do not think this matter is a problem, they will feel like they have taken a reassurance pill.
After everyone chatted for a few more words, Chen Enxue suggested to go around:
"Fellow Daoist Ji, I'm bored sitting here, walking around?"
"Natural, I will accompany fellow Daoist Chen to take a walk."
Ji Chunmei naturally would not object.
Soon, everyone left the living room together.
Fang Chen followed everyone, and saw the young man slipping away quietly through the side door, he followed.
The little red lotus fairy noticed something, but did not take it seriously. She just thought that Fang Chen had some connection with that person.
...
...
The young man walked not far away and noticed someone following him, so he turned around and looked at him. When he saw Fang Chen, he hurriedly bowed:
"I have met Fang Xin."
"I just heard your ancestor say that you brought back by the great ancestor here? Was it a branch of the Ji family before?"
Fang Chen smiled and said.
The young man nodded: "The younger generation is indeed brought back by the great ancestor, but the younger generation is not a branch of the Ji family, and the younger generation is not even the last surname of Ji."
"Oh? Why are you not Ji's surname? If you are not Ji's surname, why did the great ancestor of the Ji family bring you back?"
Fang Chen said with a quiet smile.
"I don't know either. The eldest grandfather of the Ji family had some friendship with my parents. My parents ran away for no reason, and then I was taken back here and lived."
The young man sighed softly: "My younger generation is indeed not Ji, but Fang."
After saying that, he plucked up the courage to look at Fang Chen a few times and suddenly said:
"If it weren't for Fang's core, he was not from the small fairy world, I almost doubted the relationship between you and my parents just now."
Fang Chen was speechless.
Maybe they really have something to do with each other.
Maybe this time the Ji family... took the blame for the Fang family.
"Is this your father?"
Fang Chen suddenly waved his hand, and a portrait flashed in front of the young man.
The young man was stunned and looked at Fang Chen with disbelief.
"May I have your name?"
Fang Chen Dao.
"Fang Tong."
Fang Tong looked strange: "Core Fang, how do you know...hiss..."
He took a breath and looked at Fang Chen blankly.
Fang Chen nodded silently.
Fang Tong's expression changed again and again, and then when he couldn't help but speak, someone happened to pass by.
"Let's talk later, and now we have to solve the trouble you caused first."
Fang Chen Dao.
Fang Tong smiled bitterly and said, "I'm wronged."
"I don't know the specific details, but I think you may be very unfair."
Fang Chen pondered.
"This time... can the Jueming Divine Palace really settle this matter? I recently heard some people say that if they really can't settle it, they will send me to the Tianxian Clan and let me deal with it."
Fang Tong looked strange: "If I hadn't been brought back by the Great Ancestor, I might have been sent to resolve my grudges long ago and I wouldn't have been waiting for you at all."
Fang Chen was silent for a while and gently patted Fang Tong's arm:
"You won't have anything to do."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the group.
Fang Tong looked at Fang Chen's back in a daze, and a hint of suspicion gradually appeared in his eyes:
"Is it really my brother? Do I have to call me brother or brother? It's probably my brother? But how could he be the core of Jueming Temple or a few-turned immortal?"
"What did the core Fang talk to you just now? I think you two look quite similar, they are a bit destined?"
Ji Tianjun stood by Fang Tong with a smile.
Fang Tong knew this person. He had seen him several times when he came to the main lineage from the branch.
"It's because of the appearance that Fang Xin asked me to talk to you a few more words. By the way, how many immortals are Fang Xin?"
Fang Tong said casually.
Ji Tianjun sighed a little: "This person is now a Sanzhuanxian."
"Three Transformation Immortals!? I think... Fang Xin is not old, right?"
Fang Tong was a little shocked.
Ji Tianjun did not hear the temptation in Fang Tong's words, and nodded gently:
"As far as I know, I am not old. When I first met him, he did not even reach the realm of an immortal.
In just a few hundred years, he has not only been promoted to the realm of immortals, but also become a core disciple of Jueming Divine Palace.
Even in the battle for the Great Leiyin, he comprehended the matrix immortal arts, defeated the core of the Tathagata Temple, and won the ancient forbidden area of the Great Leiyin for the Jueming Temple."
"Is this really my brother?"
Fang Tong felt a thud in his heart.
"This time, the core status of Jueming Shen Palace is quite high. Chen is ranked third, Fang is ranked ninth, and Ji is ranked tenth.
With them here, there will be no big problems in this negotiation, don’t worry.”
Ji Tianjun thought Fang Tong was worried about this matter, so he comforted him casually and slowly left.
On the other side, Xiaohong Lianxian saw Fang Chen coming and asked casually:
"Fellow Daoist Fang, let's hand over the negotiations to Senior Sister in Three days. Why don't we go outside and see the scenery of the little fairy world?"
What will happen in three days?
Fang Chen was not sure whether Xiaohong Lianxian had received accurate information or guesses, so he was not easy to ask directly.
"It's better to wait until the negotiations are over before going out for a walk. Sister Third hasn't said it before, maybe we need to take action at that time."
Fang Chen smiled.
Little Red Lotus Fairy nodded and stopped talking.