"National Teacher ......"

As soon as Du Chengfu said this, everyone else present quieted down.

Chen Zichu, who was originally listening to these people's gossip casually, was also full of excitement, and a chill rushed up from his spine and slowly flowed down his vest.

"In the final analysis, if the National Teacher could sit in the Beginner Ceremony this time, these accidents would not have happened at all."

Du Chengfu said in a deep voice, "Where can I tolerate these nightly jumps." ”

Ji Jiashu's father, the national teacher of Southern Chu, Ji Mo.

Just a name, it's like a prestige.

Everyone's face is determined, as long as that person can solve any problem.

And behind this, it contains the power of the strongest god son in the continent today.

Unquestionable power.

Hearing Du Chengfu say this, although all the other representatives of the head of the family were silent, their faces were all in agreement.

Whether it is the three princes and nine kings, or the family surnamed A, this represents the power of the world.

However, in the Shanhai Continent, where the cultivation system was established, there was another force that overrode these.

That's the power of a practitioner.

And the top of the combination of this power and secular power is the national teacher system.

One of the three princes below the ten thousand people does not refer to the monarch, but to the national teacher.

In some countries where the national teacher is particularly powerful and the monarch is in decline, the monarch often becomes a symbol, and the national teacher has the power to adjudicate or influence most national affairs.

Although Southern Chu did not come to this point, according to the Northern Wei Dynasty and the Later Liao, there was a tendency to develop in this direction.

Although he felt that these old guys were rotten in his heart, Chen Zichu had to admit that Du Chengfu's words about the national teacher were correct.

Just as Ji Jiashu is the Dinghai Divine Needle in their group of young people, Ji Mo, the national teacher of Southern Chu, is the nemesis of this group of old guys. As long as Ji Mo is here, no one dares to gossip. Any problem can be solved in an instant.

And I'm afraid he won't want to be the laughing stepson of this Rausch son. Chen Zichu smiled bitterly in his heart.

Because the national teacher who advocates strength is afraid that he will only look at him lightly, and coldly say that this son's cultivation level is too poor and he is not worthy of it......

Just thinking about it, the tone of that divine son without the slightest emotion, and the eyes that seemed to look at the grass mustard on the soles of his feet all instantly revived in Chen Zichu's heart.

Chen Zichu shuddered. When Ji Mo was not in retreat before, every time he saw this divine son in the Southern Chu National Teacher's Mansion, he would feel breathless.

It was a man who was cold to the bone, and he only had cultivation in his heart.

Sometimes, Chen Zichu would think that maybe in this world, only people like Ji Jiashu and Ji Qingyuan who are physically and mentally strong enough to withstand such a father have enough strength to withstand such a father.

Chen Zichu had never heard that man ask his son about anything other than cultivation.

Chen Zichu saw with his own eyes that Ji Jiashu was punished by Ji Mo for kneeling in the rain for a whole night because he practiced a wrong sword move when he was six years old.

But in fact, in the sword competition of the youngest son of the family, Ji Jiashu had already won everyone, even the son of the family who was four or five years older than him lost under his sword.

When everyone was congratulating the national teacher on such an excellent son, Ji Mo hit his son on the back with a scabbard.

"The forty-second move is three inches off! How many times have I been? A five-year-old can imitate a sword move, why can't you? On your knees! ”

Every time he recalled that scene, Chen Zichu would feel cold. He was eight years old at the time, and although Ji Mo punished Ji Jiashu, he left a deep shadow on the young sons of other families around him.

No one knew who the five-year-old child in Ji Mo's mouth was who could do such a complicated sword move, and all the young children looked at each other, anyway, they couldn't do it.

Ji Jiashu was already the strongest of their group of children, but the national teacher had never seemed to be comparing Ji Jiashu to a young child they had never seen before.

Chen Zichu felt scared at the time, but when he grew up, he only felt that the national teacher was really harsh to the point of being sick.

It's like they're chasing someone they can't see.

And every time he felt angry about Ji Jiashu and whispered something, the old servant in his family would cover his mouth and tell him that it was all because they were ordinary people who saw that the world was different from the world in the eyes of the national teacher.

Well, not the same is not the same.

In short, it is thanks to Ji Mo that he has such a son.

At the same time, it is also thanks to Ji Jiashu that he is a living cultivator. Otherwise, Chen Zichu really doubted Ji Mo's way of raising his son, and no young son could survive in his hands.

He was only six years old at the time, and Ji Jiashu obediently knelt down.

In the pouring rain of Nanchu, all the sons of the family went into the house to hide from the rain, and Chen Zichu remembered that he hid under the eaves and looked at the figure who was still straight in the rain.

A night passed before Ji Jiashu was allowed to get up.

And after that, Chen Zichu almost never saw Ji Jiashu make a mistake again.

And he never saw Ji Jiashu playing and slacking off again.

The young man who was still young but did not allow the slightest mistake has since become a model for the son of the family in the mouth of all the heads of the family.

All this is because he has such a father.

Southern Chu National Teacher, Ji Mo.

Chen Zichu took a deep breath and looked at the people of the family who looked solemn not far away.

When Ji Mo was there, although the head of the family felt that he was restricted everywhere, when this kind of competition could not be compared to other countries, he would think of him again.

"The junior inquired about the old servant of the Ji family before," Hearing Du Chengfu's question, his second uncle Chen Yinhu said with a solemn expression, "The retreat of Master Ji Erguo is at a critical juncture, and no one is allowed to disturb him. ”

"In a pinch?" Everyone in the room was shocked when they heard this, "Could it be that the National Teacher is expected to break through this time and become a human god?" ”

Zhong Rao's complexion has changed, if Ji Mo can break through the first level in the retreat, then compared to the emergence of a human god, these things are really just a matter.

"This ...... I haven't listened to the old servant of the Ji family yet," Chen Yinhu frowned when he heard this, "But no matter what, now all the gods on the continent have been in retreat except for the Hou Liao National Division. ”

What this means is a signal, and the people around them, the family heads who have the latest information, are clear.

Chen Zichu eavesdropped on the side, and his expression became serious.

The Sons of the Gods retreat.

This means that there will only be a great war between the gods and sons once in ten years, and the battle between the second rank is about to begin.

Tier 2 Tier Battle.

Chen Zichu took a deep breath, I don't know what's going on this year, all the big things seem to have come together.

The Beginner-level Ceremony is obviously not attended by any well-known cultivators, but it is too intense, and the Middle-level Ceremony that was not held three years ago is also expected to be held this year, and the Middle-level Ceremony, which has gathered two elites and the Six Princes of the Warring States, may even get the key to open the High-level Ceremony.

It was as if something had been used as an opportunity for the entire continent to become operational.

What is the opportunity?

Thinking of this, Chen Zichu was stunned, and for some reason, the figure of a girl who jumped out of a leopard in the pursuit of countless killers in the forest appeared in a trance.

The next moment he shook his head, he was thinking about something.

"In short, in the current situation, the National Teacher will no longer take such a thing as the Junior Grand Ceremony to heart," Chen Yinhu's voice interrupted Chen Zichu's thoughts at this time.

The middle-aged man's already dark face became even darker, "The old servant of the Ji family is in retreat, let me wait for something to find the second son." ”

"Second son......" When everyone heard this, their faces became even more unpleasant.

"Don't mention Chunhua-kun."

Someone in the soil group was angry.

"Chunhuajun's performance is as if he was bewitched by that woman......"

"It's all the National Teacher, and the next marriage contract ......"

"If the national teacher doesn't come forward, I still have to think of a countermeasure against that woman......"

Hearing the girl's name, Chen Zichu pricked up his ears in shock, but at this time, Chen Yinhu turned his head to look at him.

"Zi Chu, there's nothing for you here, you go out and call Ye Gongzi in, you go back."