This old man, Yuwen Zhouyuan knew, he scanned it more than ten times, and finally determined that it was Wen Zhengming, whom he met when he met him, and when he met this person, he also asked him to join his gang together.

In Dezhou, Yuwen Zhouyuan once helped him deal with Ji Wangfu together, and obtained the heart-beating traceless magic skill there. Later, I saw this person again, and he was already a true master at that time, but the other party had only just advanced to the true yuan, and even the realm was unstable, and he saw that his cultivation was difficult, and he also gave him an adult pill and a flying sword, but since then they have never met, there is no news, and it has been nearly four hundred years, and they have not met.

I didn't expect to pass by at random this time, and I actually saw him, and this seems to be his big birthday, in the divine sense scan, he is a monk at the peak realm of real people, and he can live at least eight hundred years old, so he hasn't seen him for four hundred years, and he is still alive and well, but it is normal.

However, Wen Zhengming is old, he is no longer the mighty appearance of the year, he is completely a chubby old man, he looks amiable in the past, and has a kind of rich appearance of a Buddha in ten thousand families, if he didn't know that he was a monk, he would definitely think that he was a rich member.

In front of Wen Zhengming, the children were running around, the children and grandchildren were full, and the old man who was talking with him on the side was vaguely visible, it was one of the younger brothers brought by Wen Zhengming back then, Mu Huali.

I remember that there was another one named You Yaowen at that time, but now there is no trace, I am afraid that they have all died.

When I saw my friends back then, I couldn't move on, I had to come over to cheer on me, I couldn't just leave.

But you can't just go straight like this, that's not good for everyone, Yuwen Zhouyuan's body changed, and it changed into the appearance of the year, but the cultivation was reduced again, and only the real person cultivated.

Yuwen Zhouyuan was about to look like this, blending in, and it happened that a team of congratulatory guests came in front of him, Yuwen Zhouyuan's body moved, joined the team of guests, and walked towards the manor.

Among the guests in this team, they were all martial artists, including six congenital masters, who rode high-headed horses and came to congratulate Wen Zhengming on his 448th birthday.

These innate masters, in the family and in the mortal world, are all supreme masters, enjoying countless glory and wealth.

I went here today to celebrate my birthday, and in front of the real monks, they were the weakest of them, and they were not taken seriously at all.

Yuwen Zhouyuan was in this team, and everyone seemed to be completely unable to see him, he glanced at the person who took the lead, and suddenly that person began to pour out everything Yuwen Zhouyuan wanted to know under Yuwen Zhouyuan's gaze.

The mountains here are thousands of miles in circumference, which is the land area of Chu'an Kingdom in Mengzhou, and these martial arts high-rollers are the gang leaders and elders of the major gangs in Chu'an Country.

Wen Zhengming, born here, after being a real person, returned to his hometown and opened up Xiaoyao Villa, which has a history of 300 years, and is one of the three wealthy families in Chu Anguo.

In fact, Wen Zhengming is only the pinnacle realm of real people, and although there are not countless monks in Mengzhou, there are definitely a lot of them. It has not reached the point where the whole country comes to congratulate on the birthday.

Mainly because of his son's competitiveness, Wen Zhengming's son Wen Shaojun, worshiped the Mengzhou Zhongmen Instrument Refining Sect, and was promoted to the True Master thirty years ago, and there is a vague tendency to be promoted to the True Monarch in the future, and he is the Archdeacon of the Inner Gate of the Instrument Refining Sect, responsible for all the complicated affairs of the sect.

Although the Instrument Refining Sect is a medium-sized sect, its strength has become stronger and stronger in the past three hundred years, and there is a pseudo-immortal peak in the sect, the peak of the Seven True Saints, such a strength is indeed considerable.

Wen Shaojun has been a true master for thirty years, and has reached the realm of dragon and tiger, with rapid improvement in the realm and infinite potential, and he is the key person in the door.

The tide rises, Wen Zhengming is also highly valued because of his son, Chu Anguo is the traditional sphere of influence of the Instrument Refining Sect, and the major forces in the country naturally want to come over to celebrate Wen Zhengming's birthday, so as to tie up Wen Shaojun.

Yuwen Zhouyuan nodded, he knew all the consequences of the previous situation, and couldn't help but sigh, Brother Wen is not lucky, and if he gets this beloved son, he will not live in vain.

The team approached the villa, and the guard guard outside appeared far away, confirming the identity, and welcoming them into the villa, receiving them by their own Wen family, they had not yet reached the level of letting Wen Zhengming come out to receive them in person.

The whole villa is located in the mountains, among which the surrounding mountains, strange peaks are repeated, the mountains are steep, the villa is located on a large earth vein, covered by the magic circle, the four seasons in the villa are like spring, and there is no cold outside at all.

Outside the villa, the wind was cold and cold, and the clouds were moved by the wind, and they became silky. The blue sky is like washing, as if you can raise your hand to leak.

This is the effect of the spell ban, although it can't form the cave world, but it is also unique, this layout ban that spreads for dozens of miles is definitely not something that a real monk can do, it seems that Wen Zhengming's son is still very filial to his father.

Along the way, passing through several villages, the villagers of the mountain village were also smiling, and some of them also came here, carrying chickens and ducks in their hands, which was their congratulatory gift. Yuwen Jooyuan could see that they were from the heart, and they just wanted to come over to celebrate and express their gratitude. These ordinary people came here, and the people who received them in the villa were polite and warmly welcoming.

Looking at the servants and small servants around there, in the face of these ordinary people, there is no arrogance, Yuwen Zhouyuan nodded, Brother Wen's tutor is good, whether it is ordinary people or high-rollers in the rivers and lakes, all of them are treated equally, and they have not become powerful because of the sharp rise in cultivation, and they are still the same as back then, bold and righteous.

Yuwen Zhouyuan is in the hall, there are hundreds of monks in the hall, among which there are more than ten real monks, sitting on the upper seat, Wen Zhengming is in the center of the position, under the word longevity, smiling.

Many of the guests who came here were friends of him for many years, and he was chatting with them there.

Yuwen Juyuan casually entered the ordinary seat, he didn't make a sound, and waited for a while to show up and speak. The rise of Brother Wen talking there, Yuwen Zhouyuan immediately sweated when he heard it, because Brother Wen was talking about himself.

"When I walked the territory of Texas that year, I met my brother for the first time, and at that time he was just a True Qi cultivator, and he had the momentum of the first person in the world now. But the first time I saw him, I knew that he was not an ordinary person, Jin Lin was not a thing in the pool, and he turned into a dragon when he encountered a storm. At that time, although he was in the true qi period, his cultivation was not as high as mine, calling me Brother Wen, but his hands were sharp, we were blocked by someone because we earned countless spirit stones that time, do you know who is blocking us? Say it and scare you to death..."

Wen Zhengming was talking loudly about the process of his relationship with Yuwen Zhouyuan, and what he said was that he was in high spirits.

But those listeners around him have bitter faces, and they have been listening to this set of braggadocio for countless years, and every time they meet him, he has to blow it several times.

Every time the news of Yuwen Zhouyuan, the first person in the world, came, he would be very happy, and he had to pull a few friends and talk about the past for a few days, and be proud of his brother back then.

Everyone knows that he is bragging, he is the first person in the world, killing countless true saint ancestors with one sword, and later killing countless immortals in the lower realm of the immortal realm, in the Taihuang Mountain cultivation realm, it can be said that he is invincible in the world, how can it have anything to do with this little real monk, that is, it was related back then, and now that people are now developed, they have long forgotten him. But no one will point it out, everyone will laugh and listen to it, and listen to it as a joke.

Wen Zhengming had a little boy in his arms, about seven or eight years old, who should be his junior, he listened carefully, and suddenly asked: "Grandpa, will this grandfather you are talking about come to celebrate your birthday?"

As soon as he said this, Wen Zhengming suddenly couldn't go on, and everyone had a wry smile on their faces, they were the pinnacle of the true saint, the first head of the world, the first person in the world, how could they come here.

Mu Huali on the side hurriedly played a round and said, "Yes, yes, Yuwen's generation knows that Brother Wen has a birthday, and he will definitely come." When I was in Texas City, he also gave me a gift. ”

The kid continued, "Then why haven't I seen him?"

Suddenly, everyone was silent again.

At this time, the housekeeper outside came to report: "Master, the young master is back." ”

Immediately the embarrassment is gone.

The young master is Wen Zhengming's son Wen Shaojun, as soon as he heard that he was back, all the monks present immediately stood up and wanted to go out to greet him, he was a true master monk, and he was in the Instrument Refining Sect to cover the sky with one hand, he could control his life and death with a word, how could he not greet him respectfully.

Wen Zhengming sat there without moving, but Yuwen Zhouyuan could still feel his happiness, his son came back, there was nothing more joyful than this.

After a while, Wen Shaojun entered this battle, he was slender and long, dressed in seven colors, with high and prominent cheekbones on his face, thick eyebrows, a pointed chin, and a pair of eyes full of endless vitality, he was a beautiful man. After he entered, he was full of smiles, like a spring breeze, and respectfully bowed to Wen Zhengming. Wen Zhengming was extremely happy and watched his son come back.

When the child saw his father coming back, he rushed over and rushed into his father's arms, Wen Shaojun also liked this son, he had a son in his old age, and he was very doting.

Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Wen Shaojun, on him, this kind of breath, Yuwen Zhouyuan has seen too much, although he is a true master of the dragon and tiger realm, but his true qi is not pure, and his qi and blood are too strong, this is completely relying on pills, or secret methods, catalyzed by the true master master.

Alas, in recent years, since the vitality began to recover, immortal cultivators have risen again, and countless immortal cultivators have relied on pills and secret methods to improve their realms.

This kind of monk looks extremely majestic, but compared to those monks who have been tempered and promoted by their own hard work, they are infinitely inferior in nature, and in normal times, they don't see any trouble, but if it comes to the time of life and death, they will be judged.

It seems that the expansion of the power of the Instrument Refining Sect over the years must have something to do with it. It is no wonder that a sect can produce seven True Saint pinnacles in just a few decades.

After Wen Shaojun returned, guests came to the door one after another, and the sword light flew in the sky, and guests came here from time to time. Some of them are casual cultivators, and some are representatives of other sects, and the Wen family is warmly welcomed.

Suddenly, in the sky, a huge True Yuan fluctuation appeared in the distance, and this fluctuation spread, and all the monks present were stunned, looking into the distance in amazement.