Chapter 539: A Pinch of Beard!

PS: Originally, the third watch was restored after May Day, but a friend in Guigu had surgery in the past two days, and asked me to help take care of it, so in order to ensure continuous changes, the ninth or tenth can only recover the third watch, sorry everyone.

"Senpai!" Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Chen Dasheng, "It's really a pity that the seniors are so pushy, I Shaoqingshan intends to make peace, and the seniors only need one sentence to settle the matter!" If the seniors can't uphold justice for Shaoqingshan, then the juniors can't help it, Shaoqingshan has been bullied for thousands of years, and it's time to turn over. ”

Saying that, Chen Dasheng looked up at Hu Tian, and continued, "It's not that the junior is arrogant, the junior is twenty-three years old this year, and his cultivation is only half a year, even if he gambles on the entire Shaoqing Mountain, at most ten years, the junior will definitely be able to remove the Taiqing Fox Clan from the 100,000 Great Mountain!" ”

Chen Dasheng's tone was very flat, after all, in front of these super masters, what should be restrained is still to be restrained, but the threat in his words is also very obvious, and everyone can't help but gasp.

The eyes of everyone in the hall showed a look of shock, what they were shocked was not Chen Dasheng's arrogance, but Chen Dasheng said that he had only cultivated for half a year, half a year, and had cultivated to this level, and it was still in the mortal realm where the Heaven and Earth Yuan Force was extremely thin, and they seemed to have some understanding that what Medicine Cloud would give Chen Dasheng Medicine Immortal Token.

"When is the time for retribution, Huang Lao, I think, you should deal with this matter!" The atmosphere froze for a moment, and Xiao Xiangzi, who was an outsider, spoke.

Wu Daozi said, "Old man Huang, if you want me to say, in the mortal world, the Weaver Girl loves the Cowherd, the Seven Fairies and Dong Yong, and it is even more short-lived, just for Wei Tuozhi to say, the gods can still fall in love with mortals." Your demon clan's thinking is unacceptable, don't take the bloodline so seriously, the past grievances, don't be entangled anymore, everyone has their own way! ”

Xiao Xiangzi and Wu Daozi both opened their mouths to persuade, and Huang Jing didn't say much. Don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, this matter is just a matter of his words, there is not much embarrassment, hesitated, Huang Jing Ancestor turned his head to Hu Tiandao, "Patriarch Hu Tian, the matter of Shaoqing Mountain, you have to deal with it, this little brother is right." Don't kill your own people anymore. ”

When Hu Tian heard this, although he was unwilling in his heart, but there was no way, the ancestors had spoken, if he didn't climb down the rod, he would offend the three seniors.

"Yes!"

The demon clan is not afraid of threats, but if Chen Dasheng really only cultivated for half a year and cultivated to this point, then the threat that this young man brought to the fox clan was not small. Maybe it won't take ten years to reach the point where it is enough to threaten the existence of the fox clan. There are only two ways he can take, one is to accept the mediation of the Golden Ancestor, turn this thousand-year-old war into a jade silk, and in the future, they will be too young and young, and they will not interfere with each other. The second is to kill Chen Dasheng on the spot to prevent future troubles.

Obviously, this second path, even if he wants to go, is extremely difficult to do. With Xiao Wu and other seniors here, he will definitely not be allowed to kill Chen Dasheng, all he can do is compromise, Hu Tian nodded at Huang Jing Ancestor, and then said, "From now on, Shaoqing Mountain has nothing to do with Taiqing Mountain, and the Shaoqing Fox Clan is not allowed to mention to outsiders that you are from Taiqing Mountain." ”

Or is the concept of bloodline too strong, Chen Dasheng couldn't help but shake his head in his heart, but Hu Tianti's request was not difficult at all, the Shaoqing Fox Clan had been inherited for thousands of years, and he had already broken off the relationship with the Taiqing Fox Clan, and he didn't expect to get any benefits from relying on the name of the Taiqing Fox Clan, but Taiqing Mountain chased them relentlessly.

"Thank you Ancestor for upholding justice!"

Seeing the compromise of the Hu Tian Demon Emperor, Hu Xian'er was overjoyed, this grievance that had been entangled for thousands of years finally came to an end, in front of so many predecessors, I believe that the Hu Tian Demon Emperor would not go back on his word afterwards.

"Get up!"

Huang Jing Ancestor gently raised his hand towards Hu Xian'er, and immediately, Hu Xian'er felt a force gently lifting her body.

Hu Xian'er was so excited that she wanted to cry, and she glanced at Chen Dasheng, her eyes were full of joy, and she hurriedly returned to stand behind Chen Dasheng.

"That's right, what's the point of calling around, how good is shaking hands and making peace!" Wu Daozi smiled, breaking the slightly embarrassing atmosphere.

Chen Dasheng smiled dryly, stared at Wu Daozi, and had some questions in his eyes, "Old Wu, I have a little doubt, I want you to solve it." ”

"Huh?" When Wu Daozi heard this, he and Xiao Huang glanced at each other, with a hint of curvature at the corner of their mouth, "Say it!" ”

Chen Dasheng said tentatively, "When I was in the mortal realm, I also heard that more than a thousand years ago, there was a painting saint, surnamed Wu Mingdao Xuanzi Daozi, I don't know the Dao, the painting saint I am talking about, does it have anything to do with the predecessors!" ”

Wu Daozi, Tang Dynasty Yang Zhai people, less lonely and poor, God-granted, the year is not weak, it has been poor Danqing, and later it was respected as the saint of painting, and later generations of painters respected it as the ancestor, the great poet Su Dongpo once said, 'Poetry as for Du Zimei, as for the text of Han Huizhi, as for the book as for Yan Lugong, as for the painting as for Wu Daozi, and the changes of ancient and modern, the world can be done!'" It can be seen that in Chinese history, this painting saint named Wu Daozi has practiced painting to the peak.

has the same name and surname, and is also a painting saint, no wonder Chen Dasheng suspects that this Wu Daozi in front of him is the painting saint in Chinese history.

"Ha Lu Ha ......"

When Wu Daozi heard this, he stroked his beard and laughed, "I didn't expect that I, Wu Daozi, am quite famous in the mortal world!" ”

"Uh......" Chen Dasheng was stunned for a moment, and then said with some surprise, "What do you mean by seniors, you are the painting saint in our Chinese history?" ”

Wu Daozi bowed slightly, "More than a thousand years ago, in order to experience the state of mind, I once went to the mortal world, and was invited by Emperor Xuanzong to paint in the palace at that time. ”

"Senior, haven't you been to the mortal realm for a thousand years?" Chen Dasheng immediately asked, knowing that this old man Wu was the painting saint in Chinese history, Chen Dasheng found a little bit of the feeling of meeting his hometown and his old acquaintance.

Wu Daozi nodded, "Yes, I haven't been there for more than a thousand years, and the Yuan Power of Heaven and Earth in the Mortal Realm is getting thinner and thinner, so it's not a good place to go!" ”

Chen Dasheng shook his head when he heard this, "The Tang Dynasty died as early as a thousand years ago, and then there were Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, and now there is no emperor in Huaxia. ”

"Datang is dead?"

Wu Daozi was stunned for a moment, and his surprise flashed, when he went to the mortal realm, it was the prosperous era of Kaiyuan, although there were some twists and turns in the back, but the national strength was still at its peak, and he was still able to inherit it for thousands of years when the Tang Dynasty.

"That's a good dare, I really have to go and see it when I'm free!" The change of dynasties in the other realm, he can't care about it, he doesn't want to care, and the surprise is only a temporary surprise, Wu Daozi stroked his beard and smiled, but he was puzzled in his heart, Chen Dasheng was surprised by what he said, and the heaven and earth yuan power of the extraordinary world has recovered? Otherwise, how could there be a character like Chen Dasheng.

Saying that, Wu Daozi turned his face to Huang Jing Old Ancestor and said, "Old man Huang, although this little brother is not very strong, but just now it can be regarded as a righteous help, you have to thank Lu Xie others, or let others be when you pick the door." ”

"You don't need to say it!" When Huang Jing Ancestor heard this, he directly handed Wu Daozi a roll of his eyes, and then beckoned to Chen Dasheng, "Little brother, come here." ”

"Huh?"

How embarrassing is this, looking at this situation, it is obvious that he wants to give himself something, Huang Jing Ancestor is a demon god, and his shot must be extraordinary, Chen Dasheng's eyes have a little more expectation, and he even gave Wu Daozi a thumbs up in his heart, this half of the fellow is really interesting.

"Seniors, this is what juniors should do, no need to thank you!" Although Chen Dasheng is looking forward to what good things Huang Jing Ancestor will come up with, the necessary courtesy is still needed, just like a child receiving the New Year's money from the elders, he always has to push it, and he will be very 'reluctant' subordinates.

Walking in front of Huang Jing Ancestor, Chen Dasheng's heart was full of expectations, this is a demon god in front of Xiao and Wu, in front of Xiao and Wu, it is impossible to take some broken copper and iron for himself, I don't know what kind of good thing Lu Dao will be, although he was kicked down by Wu Daozi at that time, but now he is happy to receive Wu Daozi's favor.

Huang Jing Ancestor ignored Chen Dasheng's politeness, directly reached out and pulled his beard, pulled a small handful of it hard, and then pulled half of the used rice paper from the table next to him, wrapped the handful of beard, and handed it directly to Chen Dasheng. (To be continued......)