Not only Duan Yinglong had this idea, but also several female disciples of Tianshi Dao who came in also subconsciously rubbed their eyes.
In their impression, Master was difficult for others to get close to and see. In the past, they would only visit him outdoors. It was only in the past few days that they were lucky enough to travel with Master and come to this place.
After joining the master to practice, they had never heard of any relatives or close friends of the old woman, let alone a big brother.
Just when he thought he heard it wrong, the master in front spoke again and called out.
"Big brother."
It was still an old and familiar voice, and the old woman's whole body was trembling slightly. You Kundao stepped forward to help her, but was pushed away by the old woman. She dropped the crutch in her hand and fell to the ground, crossing in a few steps.
Everyone's shocked eyes came to Chen Yuan, and they stretched out their hands tremblingly to touch the face that was so close.
She stopped again when her fingertips were close to the door facing Chen Yuan. The old woman squinted her eyes for a while, then suddenly shook her head, took half a step back, took her hand back, and murmured softly: "No... you're not
……no."
Everyone in Tianshi Dao looks at me and I look at you. I wonder what happened to this great uncle.
Was it really a mistake?
On the side, the fat Taoist jumped out and stood beside Chen Yuan, pointing at the round face with gray beard and hair: "Qiaoer, look at this Taoist, are you still the fat Taoist?"
After hearing the words, the old woman slowly turned her head and looked at the fat Taoist making gestures. Her eyes fell on Yin Xuanling who was drinking tea alone over there. Memories that had been dormant for many years slowly came to the surface.
Suddenly he smiled and looked back at Chen Yuan, his smile getting bigger and bigger.
"Are you his son or grandson? Is it fun to tease an old man like me? You really took a lot of trouble to find so many people with similar looks."
"Qiao'er!"
Chen Yuan looked at the smiling old woman in front of her. She had snow-white hair and a slightly stooped body. She was already very old, but her eyes were still as clear and bright as before.
"This is not what you should call me, junior."
The old woman seemed to have come back to her senses from a distant memory. She stretched out her hand and sucked the cane on the ground into her hand. It thumped on the ground and then turned around and walked towards Duan Yinglong.
"No matter who the opponent is, the majestic Master of Tianshi Dao must not let himself fall from his authority. Even if he is a god, he must straighten his waist and speak more uprightly!"
"Yes, Yinglong is being taught!"
When the old woman said it lightly, Duan Yinglong immediately put away his humility, straightened his back and raised his hands. The great uncle in front of him then moved away and walked out of the hall.
"If you have anything, discuss it carefully. If you need anything, come to me as soon as possible."
The old woman left a message and turned to a wooden building on the right, blocking her surroundings from sight. The figure with a cane raised her hand and gently wiped the corner of her eye without leaving any trace.
The hall is quiet.
The fat Taoist looked at the figures disappearing outside the hall, and whispered beside Chen Yuan: "My boss, she should have recognized us, why..."
He looked at Chen Yuan's pursed lips, but did not say the next sentence.
Chen Yuan was still looking at the door at this moment, feeling complicated in her heart. She suddenly remembered what happened to Yu Feihong, and saw the scene where his junior sister was an old woman. She felt the same way at this moment.
"She recognized... she always knew it was us, but she didn't dare to admit it." Chen Yuan said softly in the voice of only two people: "She is the great uncle of Tianshi Dao, and she cannot let Tianshi Dao bow down;
Moreover, she doesn’t dare to recognize us now that she has become like this...she probably doesn’t want to show us her most ugly appearance."
"It's not us." The fat Taoist twirled his beard across the tip and nodded slightly: "I just don't want you to see that this little girl, you didn't realize it when you rescued her, but as she grows up, she is probably right.
Your benefactor has other feelings. You can't see it, but I can see it."
Chen Yuan could actually see the emotion expressed in Qiao'er's eyes just now, but he still had important things to do right now, so he could only pretend not to understand and ask Lao Sun instead.
"Have you ever been with a woman?"
The fat Taoist was stunned for a moment, put his fist on his chin, coughed twice, turned his head to the side, and muttered: "Okay, what are you doing to this Taoist... Really."
Over there, Duan Yinglong regained the majesty of a leader after passing by his uncle, but his words were still full of politeness.
"Zhenjun, please take a seat." He walked to the chair in front of him. When Chen Yuan sat down, he sat down and looked at the middle-aged figure on the side chair. In fact, he also saw that the master-uncle and this
We know each other, and our relationship is very close. Otherwise, why would we be so rude? Say goodbye in a hurry?
Big brother……
Based on this title, he is probably many years older than his great uncle.
Hiss~~
'Then has this True Lord attained enlightenment and become an immortal...returned to his original nature and played in the human world?'
Duan Yinglong did not dare to continue thinking about it. The great uncle in his memory was so old when he was a child. Now that he is old, the great uncle is still so old. So is this true king already two or three hundred years old?
He is only in his thirties or forties now, but he really has good looks.
After some random thoughts, he put them behind him and continued his discussion with Chen Yuan, Qingxu, Feihe and others below.
"Since there is no problem with the True Lord, let's accept this matter. Before my uncle left just now, he specifically said that no matter who the other party is, even if it is a god, I, the Heavenly Master Dao, cannot lose my prestige. If they dare to come down,
We dare to drive them back, and the people in this world have the final say in matters in this world!"
As he spoke, the disciples of Tianshi Tao outside and the monks who had arrived had gathered at the entrance of the hall and listened quietly.
"... Duan knows that his cultivation level is low, but ants still try their best to survive, let alone humans? The world is in turmoil, and the people suffer. Although we and other people outside the world are not affected, the purpose of the Tianshi Tao established the sect is to use the world
The peace of the people is our foundation, but if the gods in heaven want to dig our foundation, how can we let them do so?"
Duan Yinglong got up from his chair, and the Tianshi Dao disciples and elders sitting in the hall also got up. Chen Yuan, Yin Xuanling, who were the first on the left, Qingxu, and Feihe on the right also got up.
The figure at the head of the table faced the wind blowing in from outside, his robes fluttered slightly, and his voice was loud and clear.
"We practitioners in the world are all from the common people. Gods and gods are not benevolent, so we have no shirking responsibility. Even if the dojo is destroyed and our bodies and souls are destroyed, we will never compromise, everyone!
Use the tenacity of the human world to tell them that this is not a vegetable garden for gods. They can come and pick whatever they want. We are not vegetables and fruits. Even if we die, we must fight to the last breath to avoid falling into the majesty of the world!"
"Don't fall into prestige in the world!"
"Don't fall into prestige in the world!"
…
Hundreds of voices gathered outside, and even those who were lazy or lonely monks would inevitably be infected by such majesty and shout out.
The sound waves rolled.
On another wooden building, behind the uneven wooden railing, a rickety figure said softly: "Master, be careful." He leaned on a cane and looked at the hall opposite, passing through people.
The gaps in the window lattice, the corners of the clothes of that figure, the eyes were slightly wet and red.