Chapter Eighty-Seven: Uncle Xiao

"What does this mean, is it possible that there are still unborn ancestors in the sect?"

Chen Hao was a little confused, although he had also entered the Martyrs' Hall a few times before, he had never seen the patriarch of the sect; this time not only did three patriarchs appear at once, but looking at the patriarch in the middle, it seemed that there would be an ancestor, and he suddenly became a little excited, and muttered in his mouth.

The other young Tianjiao of the Chiba Sect were all in the same mood as Chen Hao, both doubtful and excited, and they all looked at the empty lotus platform with burning eyes, hoping for the appearance of the fourth patriarch.

Not to mention the young disciples, even the Nine Peak Elders and the other elders had a bit of confusion in their minds, but they clearly knew that the Chiba Sect was only these three elders, and when they saw Zhen Wuya's actions like this at this moment, they all frowned slightly, and their eyes stared at the high platform, waiting for Zhen Wuya's next step.

The two old men beside Zhen Wuya were much calmer than the juniors in the audience, the sleepy old man didn't even open his eyes, that is, his eyelids twitched slightly, and the old man who was facing Shengwei just turned his head to look at Zhen Wuya, as if asking him why this was so.

Duan Canghai and Lan Wuregret glanced at each other, they already knew Ye Xuan's identity, but they were not as shocked as others, but they didn't expect Zhen Wuya to announce Ye Xuan's identity at this time.

"Senior Brother Ye, come on stage and sit down!"

As if he didn't see the inquiring eyes of the two old men beside him, Zhen Wuya said loudly to the audience.

Ye Xuan smiled bitterly, and walked towards the oval platform with Chen Hao's ghost-like expression.

"Ancestor Zhen calls him junior brother?!"

Everyone in the martyr's hall was shocked and undoubtedly attached, especially the disciples of the first and second peaks, one by one, with puzzlement, uneasiness, and trepidation, they looked at the young man in Tsing Yi who walked towards the high platform without hurrying or slowing.

The First Peak Great Elder glanced at Duan Canghai and Lan Wuxian who were standing in front of the high platform with a complicated face, and when he saw the calm expressions on the faces of the two of them, he was shocked at the moment, and his eyes were very disguised and glanced at the old man who was sitting on the right side of Zhen Wuya, and when he saw that the other party was calm and composed, he relaxed a little.

"Senior Brother Zhen, why is this? As far as Senior Brother knows, Senior Brother Zhen is the last disciple of Senior Uncle!"

Sure enough, the old man on Zhen Wuya's right side asked with a speech towards the slightly gloomy old man.

"Whew! It's an impostor!"

The disciples of the first and second peaks all breathed a sigh of relief, and while they were full of joy in their hearts, they looked at Ye Xuan with cold eyes, waiting for the moment when he was killed by the cane.

"Senior Brother Ruan, that's because your cultivation is not enough, my master's divine skills are unparalleled, how can you guess?"

Zhen Wuya didn't have a good temper in the face of the old man's questioning of demolishing the stage on the spot, and teased in an unhappy tone.

(I'm really sorry, I've been too busy lately, and I've stayed up late to work overtime one after another, and I can't afford to be hurt, don't blame you!)