In front of a grand and ancient palace, there are already many figures standing there, including men and women. Although their appearances are different, their aura is extremely powerful.
They gathered together and chatted, as if they were waiting for something.
Buzz~
Suddenly, there was a fluctuation in the void, and two figures appeared, it was Wu Xuechan and Chen Xi.
"I've met senior brother."
"I've met the great uncle."
"I've met my uncle."
Both men and women stepped forward to salute Wu Xuechan, but they were called by three completely different names.
Obviously, among those men and women, there were first-generation disciples of Shenyan Mountain, as well as second- and third-generation disciples.
Wu Xuechan nodded with a smile: "You don't have to be rigid."
At this time, everyone's eyes had fallen on Chen Xi with curiosity.
"Uncle Master, this is my great uncle? But why does he only have the cultivation level of the Ancestral God Realm?"
A burly and sturdy man in black spoke in a deep voice. He had a rough appearance, a thick beard, a pair of big copper bell eyes, and was very powerful.
"You bull, don't be rude!"
An elegant middle-aged man in Confucian robes scolded.
"No problem."
Wu Xuechan smiled and introduced everyone, "This is my junior brother Chen Xi."
"I've met Junior Brother Chen Xi."
"I've met Master Uncle Chen Xi."
"I have met Master Chen Xi's uncle."
All of a sudden, all the men and women saluted Chen Xi. They also called him three different names, which seemed very unique.
Chen Xi also quickly returned the gift.
At this time, he had clearly seen that among those men and women, there were at least ten beings in the Emperor Realm, and the remaining ten were also in the Ancestral God Realm.
This made Chen Xi sigh inwardly. He remembered correctly. There were seven or eight emperors who called him uncle when they saluted him just now!
Obviously, those are the second-generation disciples who have already entered the realm of emperors.
Specifically, these women in front of me should all be disciples of the Third Patriarch Wen Daozhen's lineage.
"Little junior brother, don't be surprised. These fellow sect members all heard that you returned to the sect for the first time and want to see your true face. Normally, they don't have time to gather together. Only you have such a big face to take them.
They are all attracted."
Wu Xuechan joked with a smile, and as he said that, he began to introduce the identities of the men and women present to Chen Xi.
Chen Xi was stunned, but a warm current surged through his heart. He knew that the senior brother wanted to use this method to integrate himself into Shenyan Mountain more quickly, so as to avoid the embarrassing situation of meeting his fellow disciples and not recognizing him in the future.
Soon, the introduction was completed.
Chen Xi also finally understood that the men and women in front of him were indeed disciples of Third Master Uncle Wen Daozhen's lineage, but they were only part of them. There were other disciples who were in retreat and did not know the news of Chen Xi's return.
"Man Niu, where are you going?"
Suddenly, the elegant middle-aged man in Confucian robes frowned and made a sound.
Chen Xi now knows that this elegant middle-aged man is named Wen Chongshan, and he is the second-generation disciple of the Third Master Wen Daozhen lineage, and he is also a Seven-Star Emperor.
The barbarian ox in Wenchong Mountain Pass is named Tumeng. He is a descendant of the Kui Niu tribe of ancient ferocious beasts with golden patterns. He later became a disciple of Wenchong Mountain and became a third-generation disciple of Shenyan Mountain.
At this time, everyone also saw that Tu Meng turned around and walked away without saying a word.
"Master, I went back to practice. I originally thought that my uncle was such an amazing person. Who would have thought that his strength would be so great?"
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Tu Meng answered in a low voice, speaking bluntly and without concealing his disappointment, appearing to be very upright.
This made everyone dumbfounded.
But Wen Chongshan's face turned gloomy and he shouted: "You are such a heartless brute, how dare you commit such a crime, what's wrong with you? Come back here and quickly apologize to Master Chen Xi!"
"I don't!"
Tu Meng looked extremely stubborn, squeezing his neck and shouting, "Unless...unless Uncle Master can fight with me, if he beats me, I will be convinced!"
As he spoke, he opened his big bell-like eyes and looked at Chen Xi provocatively.
"You stupid cow, you are simply..."
Wen Chongshan was so angry that he raised his hand to deal with his unscrupulous disciple.
When everyone saw this, they quickly stopped him.
"Senior nephew Wen, don't you understand Tu Meng's temper? This boy is very stubborn and has a very warm heart."
Wu Xuechan also said with a smile.
Wen Chongshan smiled bitterly and said: "How could I not know that this guy is too short-sighted and has no sense of etiquette at all. He dares to challenge Uncle Chen Xi's dignity. It is really annoying."
"Master, I'm not provocative. I'm just a little disappointed with my uncle's strength. I couldn't hide my thoughts and said what I had to say, but I didn't mean to offend you."
Tu Meng shouted in a rough voice.
"you……"
Wen Chongshan's face darkened again, and he regretted bringing a good guy like Tu Meng to meet Chen Xi.
"Okay, since you're not convinced, then let's... make a show of signs?"
Chen Xi, who had been silent until now, suddenly smiled.
At this time, he couldn't act like he was staying aloof. After all, it was the first time he met with fellow disciples of Shenyan Mountain, so he had to show his attitude in a timely manner so that he could better integrate into it.
Tu Meng's eyes lit up, and he geared up and said, "This is so good! Just say this to my uncle, I won't let you lose too embarrassingly."
One sentence made Wen Chongshan's mouth tremble with anger. This stupid and heartless bull is simply hopeless!
Everyone couldn't help but smile.
However, some third-generation disciples couldn't help but murmur in their hearts. Although this Tumeng was outspoken and had an upright temper, his strength was undeniable. He was among the top three disciples of the third generation, a being at the pinnacle of the Ancestral God Realm and the Dzogchen Realm.
As early as decades ago, he had the strength to advance to the emperor realm, but his master, Wen Chongshan, had always suppressed him and prevented him from advancing, saying that the time was not ripe yet.
If not, this Turing would probably already be an emperor-level being.
From the fact that Tu Meng was ranked thirteenth in the Ancestral God Realm on the list of gods, we can see how incredible his strength is.
Under such circumstances, if Chen Xi was defeated by Tu Meng, it would be a loss of face.
"Then come."
Chen Xi couldn't help but smile and stepped forward.
"Uncle, look..."
Seeing this, Wen Chongshan couldn't help but feel a little worried and looked at Wu Xuechan.
"It's okay, let them compete together."
Wu Xuechan waved his hand and said with a smile, "Otherwise, Tu Meng will probably remain unconvinced. In that case, even if he and Junior Brother Chen Xi are asked to participate in the Dao Discussion Competition, he will feel uncomfortable."
Only then did Chen Xi realize that this Tu Meng was actually the same as himself and was going to participate in this Dao Discussion Competition.
Seeing this, Wen Chongshan stopped trying to persuade him. He just looked at Tu Meng and said with a hint of warning: "Man Niu,
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"Don't worry, master, I will definitely not let my uncle lose so much."
Tu Meng patted his chest and said loudly.
One sentence not only did not reassure Wen Chongshan, but made him so angry that he wanted to beat this heartless guy.
…
"Little Master Uncle, take action, I'll give you three moves first!"
Tumen yelled, his rough face full of ferocious look, and an overwhelming aura evaporated from his tall and majestic body.
In an instant, his whole person seemed to have transformed into an ancient war god.
When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but feel helpless. This guy Tu Meng's mouth was really irritating. Even modesty was justified by his words.
Those who didn't know better thought he was humiliating Chen Xi.
"Three moves?"
Chen Xi smiled and said, "No need, how about we just decide the outcome with one move?"
one move?
Everyone was startled, and many people had some doubts in their hearts. Could it be that Chen Xi was angered by that Tumen guy?
Tu Meng was also stunned, grinning and said: "Uncle Master, please don't lose your temper."
"Don't you dare?"
Chen Xi said.
With such an understatement, Tu Meng immediately shouted: "Why don't you dare? Since you said that, uncle, I won't be polite!"
As he spoke, a golden rune suddenly filled his body, covering his whole body and releasing a majestic and intimidating aura.
The heaven and earth were in chaos, the air currents were shaking, and the space and time screamed, as if they could not withstand the pressure from Tu Meng.
You can vaguely see the mysterious totem tattoos appearing on Tumen's skin, as if they are coming to life, roaring like gods and demons, the sound of heaven and earth mourning together, which is extremely frightening.
This is the power of the inherited totem of the Jinwen Kui Niu clan. After being integrated with the Talisman inheritance of Shenyan Mountain, its power has already surpassed the blue, and it is enough to arbitrarily rule for eternity and engulf the eight wastelands!
Obviously, because of the promise of one move, Tu Meng did not dare to be careless and had already used all his strength to suppress Chen Xi in one fell swoop!
When Wen Chongshan saw this, his eyelids twitched wildly, knowing that this bull was going to go crazy. He opened his mouth to say something, but Wu Xuechan stopped him with a smile.
boom!
At this moment, Tu Meng suddenly jumped up, shaped like a Kui ox stepping on the moon, raised his arms as thick as cast rocks, and waved the sun and moon, with hundreds of millions of golden runes wrapped in his palms, facing Chen Xi.
Cut it down!
In an instant, the space and time between Chen Xi and Tu Meng suddenly exploded, unable to withstand such terrifying power.
This blow was indeed too terrifying. If it had been five years ago, Chen Xi might have felt a little pressure, but now...
He just smiled, his figure stood motionless on the spot, he just stretched out a palm and patted it gently, without any trace of fireworks.
In fact, this palm seems too calm, indifferent, and light, which makes people feel a little worried and creates a strong feeling of unsteadiness.
"Uncle Master, is he going to admit defeat..."
Those three generations of disciples all frowned.
They didn't notice at all that the emperor-level beings like Wen Chongshan shrank when they saw Chen Xi's palm!
Even Wu Xuechan couldn't help but be slightly startled, as if he was a little surprised.
boom!
All of this may sound slow, but in reality it all happened in the blink of an eye. When Chen Xi made this palm move, Tu Meng's full blow had already struck, and the sky was filled with a blazing golden rune light rain, killing the two of them.