Chen Jing, who had changed into the Dharma Robe of the True Disciple Sect, walked into the main hall again, making Chu Wentian's eyes light up.

I saw that Chen Jing was dressed in Jindan-level magic robes, surrounded by aura, and the spiritual light on the surface of his body flowed, with the unique majesty of his martial arts master, he was almost like an immortal cultivator in the Jindan period.

"Senior brother, if I hadn't known in advance that you were a martial artist, I would have thought you were an immortal cultivator."

Chu Wentian said with a smile.

When Chen Jing heard this, his heart moved, and his breath rippled around like ripples, forming a gust of wind in the main hall.

Feeling this breath, Chu Wentian was extremely shocked, and his eyes were about to pop out.

"Senior brother, your cultivation has surpassed that of the immortal cultivators in the foundation building period, although it is not as good as the Jindan stage, but it is already comparable to some fake Dan monks who take shortcuts!"

Hearing this, Chen Jing withdrew the breath on his body.

"Let the senior brother see it. This little bit of cultivation is less than one percent of the senior brother's. ”

Chu Yuan was on the side, listening to his blood boiling, and the qi in his body was about to move.

The realm that Chen Jing can reach is the upper limit of his cultivation, if Chen Jing can cultivate to the Jindan stage, it means that he also has the hope of cultivating to the Jindan stage.

Chu Wentian put away his shock, and his expression became serious: "Then, now the junior brother will go with me to see my father." ”

Chen Jing nodded, and was about to answer, when a gentle voice entered the main hall.

"Nonsense, Chen Jingxian's nephew is the benefactor of my Chu family, it should be me who came to see him, how can I let him meet me?"

Along with this voice, there was a beam of light, and this beam of light was projected into the main hall, and it instantly transformed into a person.

This is a young man who is seven points similar to Chu Yuan, younger than Chu Wentian, dressed in ink clothes, and his skin and hair exude a faint fairy light.

"Grandpa!"

When Chu Yuan saw this young man, he immediately ran to the young man's side and called "grandpa".

This scene, if it happened in the secular world, it must be very spicy, a young man is called a young grandfather, and people who don't know the situation will definitely feel that Chu Yuan is greedy for life and afraid of death.

However, this is the realm of cultivating immortals.

"There is only one person in the world who can be called grandpa by Yuan'er. This young man is ....."

Chen Jing didn't know the identity of the person who came, and he was about to salute, but was stopped by a force.

"Virtuous nephews don't have to be polite."

The eyes of the Qianyuan Holy Lord looked at Chen Jing, and his gaze was very kind.

"The virtuous nephew created the martial arts, so that hundreds of millions of soulless human races have the hope of cultivation, this ceremony, this seat can't afford it."

In his words and deeds, he all embodied the demeanor of the Lord of the Holy Land, and those immortal cultivators who regarded mortals as ants, were completely different types of people.

For a while, Chen Jing was a little distracted, he couldn't imagine that the Holy Lord of Qianyuan was such a good person to get along with.

Chu Wentian touched Chen Jing's arm: "Senior brother didn't lie to you, right?" My father was able to be chosen by the patriarch to become the Holy Lord, so he naturally deserves the word 'holy'. ”

Chen Jing reacted and arched his hand at the Qianyuan Holy Lord.

"Since the Holy Lord calls the junior virtuous nephew, please forgive the younger generation for daring and calling you 'uncle'."

This is a bit bold.

Perhaps, the "virtuous nephew" in the mouth of the Holy Lord of Qianyuan was just a polite word, and Chen Jing's "uncle" shouted out, which only made the Holy Lord of Qianyuan feel that Chen Jing was a little bit inched and disgusted with him.

However, Chen Jing feels that this is unlikely.

A big guy who has cultivated to the realm of heaven and man, there is no need to pretend in the face of him, an ant.

A generation of holy lords, the status is hundreds of millions of times more noble than the emperor in the world, and the emperor still has the saying that "the king has no jokes", not to mention the lord of the holy land.

Sure enough, the Qianyuan Holy Lord listened to Chen Jing's words and showed a happy smile.

"Why not? The virtuous nephew is Yuan'er's master, and he is the same as my nephew in terms of identity. ”

During the conversation, the figure of the Qianyuan Holy Lord flashed, and he was already sitting on the main seat of the main hall.

"Virtuous nephews don't have to be formal, please take a seat!"

Chen Jing and the others sat down according to their words, Chu Wentian was on the left and right, and Chu Yuan was sitting below Chen Jing's side.

"Virtuous nephew, I see that you have a very special aura, have you met any strange people?"

The Qianyuan Holy Lord glanced at Chen Jing up and down, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

Chen Jing didn't know why at first, and then quickly thought of what the Qianyuan Holy Lord was referring to. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he took out the jade talisman he had bought in Xuantian City.

"Great luck rune, virtuous nephew, you are really lucky. When you meet this person, not only do you not die, but you also receive a gift from him. ”

The Holy Lord of Qianyuan took the jade talisman handed over by Chen Jing, glanced at it, and returned it to Chen Jing.

"Uncle is saying, that little ......"

"Hmm."

The Holy Lord of Qianyuan stretched out a hand and did not let Chen Jing continue.

"There is a big taboo about this person's identity, and it is the luck of the virtuous nephew to be able to get married to this person. However, in the future, the virtuous nephew should not mention this matter in front of anyone, so as not to attract weirdness and ominousness. ”

Hearing what the Holy Lord of Qianyuan said so seriously, Chen Jing immediately put away the Great Luck Rune and kept silent about buying the Spirit Rune.

What he is most afraid of is weird and ominous, this kind of metaphysical thing, no matter how high the cultivation is, there is no way to take it.

"Also, this wooden whip on your back is related to a sacred tree. If you can find the vitality left behind by this sacred tree, you may be able to regenerate the Wood Whip Deadwood. When the time comes, you will be able to get a great opportunity. ”

The Holy Lord of Qianyuan once again mentioned.

"Shenmu?"

Chen Jing didn't understand.

"It is indeed a divine tree, what kind of divine tree it is, you have to find out for yourself. If you can't find the vitality left by the Divine Tree, this wooden whip of yours can only be an ordinary weapon. ”

Chen Jing didn't ask again.

There are some things that cannot be said too clearly, and if you make it clear, things will change.

After talking to Chen Jing, the Holy Lord of Qianyuan looked at Chu Yuan.

"Yuan'er, I heard that you have become a martial arts monk."

Chu Yuan had been excited for a long time, and he had been waiting for the Qianyuan Holy Lord to ask him. It's just that the Holy Lord of Qianyuan is talking to Chen Jing, and it is impossible for him to interject.

"Grandpa, grandson fly to you."

Chu Yuan's little face was flushed, and as soon as he didn't move, his body was suspended.

Wealth does not return to his hometown, such as brocade clothes walking at night, Chu Yuan wants to show his skills in front of the Holy Lord of Qianyuan and Chu Xiao.

Not only did he fly, but he also practiced martial arts moves in the main hall, although his power was far inferior to Chen Jing, but it also showed his strength as a monk.

"Not bad! Not bad! ”

The eyes of the Qianyuan Holy Lord were full of brilliance.

Chu Yuan's inability to cultivate has always been a heart disease of the Chu family, and this time, it can be regarded as a medicine.

"Father, where's the eldest brother?"

Chu Wentian asked.

He felt strange that Chu Xiao was not there for such a big thing as Chu Yuan's return to the Holy Land.

The Holy Lord of Qianyuan said with a smile: "The once-in-a-hundred-year group of immortals conference is about to begin, this time the group of immortals conference will be held in this gate, and your eldest brother will go to the other five immortal holy places to send invitations." ”

The Endless Continent Immortal and Demon stood side by side, and among the thirteen super forces, there were a total of six Immortal Dao forces and five Demon Dao forces.

The six immortal forces are: Qianyuan Holy Land, Liangyi Divine Sect, Yunding Heavenly Palace, Tianlong Dojo, Great Lianhua Temple, and Cihang Zen Temple.

The five major demon forces are: the Five Elements Demon Sect, the Gu God Sect, the Zoroastrian Sect, the Ghost Palace, and the Seven Killing Demon Sects.

The rest of the Divine Hell Sect and the Desperate Palace, they acted in a unique way, and they did not belong to the Immortal Dao or the Demon Dao.

Every hundred years, the six major immortal dao forces will hold an immortal dao conference to discuss the matter of jointly resisting the demon dao, and take the opportunity to promote those potential juniors in the immortal dao to improve the strength of the immortal dao.