All I could see was the lingering fragrance and colorful auspicious mist.

The seven-colored ceiling plummeted into the sky and disappeared as soon as it hit the ground. It turned into the essence of spiritual breath, making the mouth and nose breathe smoothly, and the flow of Qi pulses accelerated a bit.

My eyes are filled with precious jade, and my ears are filled with peaceful and wonderful music.

The majestic scenery of the Immortal Family here cannot be described in words.

On the Xiantai jade tables on both sides, hundreds of Chen Yushu's descendants were drinking, enjoying music, and talking about mysteries.

At this time, everyone fell silent.

There are immortals, Buddhas, demons, saints...

Facing those complex looks that were either mocking, cold, disdainful, emotional, or intolerable.

Chen Ying walked to a fairy table with a calm expression and sat down. He moved his sleeves, took out a wine flask, and poured himself a drink.

"Brothers, I think you all know this by heart. If we say goodbye today, we will be enemies when we meet again."

Chen Ying raised the bottle from a distance and sighed to the crowd: "You and I are each our own masters now. If we face each other one day, the friendship we had in the past will no longer be able to protect your lives."

"For example, you, Chen Yichao, are a waste who failed in the immortal way and turned to the spiritual way."

He looked at a tall god with a golden helmet, golden armor, lion-head boots, and two demon-killing whips hanging from his waist, and said with a smile:

"Next time if you bump into my hand, Chen Ying, you will die!"

Chen Yichao was furious when he heard this, and his face turned red.

He stood up violently, and a hundred feet of light burst out from behind. Every divine orifice erupted with blazing clouds, and countless voices of prayer and worship could be faintly heard from inside, making it difficult for people to look at it, as if a stream of fire was rushing!

And at the moment when Chen Yichao was about to raise his palm to take action.

Sui Er.

However, an octagonal stupa flew over and stood between him and Chen Ying, like a diamond barrier, solidly blocking the monstrous murderous intention.

"Amitabha."

Chen Yichao turned his head and glared angrily.

A monk in red, Shi Shiran, stood up, put his palms together and sighed:

"Even if the two brothers are at odds with each other, why bother to fight in this immortal mansion? Even if fighting in the same room is unavoidable, please hold off for a while."

"you--"

A dragon girl with two horns on her forehead frowned and said: "What do you think? You think that the two brothers are not here, so you are running wild here? Chen Yichao, don't be so presumptuous, sit down quickly!"

"It's the best, it's the best."

Someone else answered the interface.

I was scolded by Dragon Girl.

I also saw that the octagonal stupa was still hanging in the sky, emitting brilliant light.

Even though Chen Yichao felt unwilling to do so, he still suppressed his anger and snorted softly.

"Listen to others' advice and eat enough. It seems that Zhuzi is wiser." Chen Ying smiled upon seeing this.

There was a slight uproar at the scene.

Some people who were good friends with Chen Yichao had cold eyes. They felt that Chen Ying was here, but he was still so arrogant and arrogant. He really didn't know whether to live or die.

"Is there any progress in the matter between brother Chen Xuanwu and Yuan Yangsheng?"

Seeing that something was wrong in the atmosphere, a man with a high diploma and a scholar's attire hurriedly spoke up, raised his bottle and smiled.

"Brother Ruli."

Chen Ying scolded him and said: "Yuan Yangsheng is easy to talk about. He is a white person and it is easy to send him out of the sky. But Chen Xuanwu..."

"How about Chen Xuanwu?"

Chen Ying raised his left hand, and a heavenly being covered in bright light with a bright and clean moon hanging behind his head spoke.

"After all, Chen Xuanwu has met his father. It is not easy to send him out of Xudu."

"Father?" someone asked displeasedly: "You actually call that rotten old dog your father?"

"Here in Yuluo Immortal Mansion, we call him father. If we return to the Xiantian Demon Sect, what should we call him? Good father?"

Chen Yichao raised his eyebrows, clapped his hands and said with a smile: "It's a pity, Chen Ying, your good father doesn't treat you, Chen Zuo, and Chen Daozheng as sons, he only treats you as raising a few dogs! You can't say anything.

When the time comes, I will skin you and eat your flesh!"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was a burst of laughter.

There was a young man with white eyebrows who was slightly displeased and wanted to dissuade him. However, seeing the situation, he moved his lips a few times and was unable to say anything.

But next to him, another girl with white eyebrows saw that he had a strange look on his face, so she quickly pulled on his sleeves and forced him to sit down.

This moment.

Chen Yichao was sitting on the immortal platform, with his fingers intertwined and a cold murderous intent on his face.

Chen Ying also pressed his hands slightly on his waist. There were two faint golden and red rays of light surrounding his body, and murderous intent also surged in his heart.

Seeing this scene, the monk in red and the dragon girl felt helpless. They looked at each other and stood up.

And as these two people came to an end, someone stood up from the Sendai with different expressions.

The sword is on the verge of breaking out!

At this critical moment, I suddenly heard a gentle chime sound, as if it was a knock on my ears.

Everyone was surprised and turned to look.

Only the main seat is visible.

At some point, a majestic Taoist man sat on it.

His whole body was shrouded in brilliant stars and smoke, like a tall and ancient statue, and his clothes and face could not be seen clearly.

Only those eyes, as bright as stars, exuding kindness and kindness, like an elder Chun Chun, make people fall in love with him involuntarily.

"Brother!"

The monk and the dragon girl were the first to come to their senses. They were startled and quickly took a few steps forward and saluted.

Everyone in the hall also reacted and bowed respectfully, not daring to be rude.

Even unruly people like Chen Yichao or Chen Ying are no exception.

"I have only been in Gujie Tian for a few days, and you are so angry? Just because you disagree, you started a feud?"

Chen Runzi looked around the palace and suddenly smiled:

"It seems that it's time to call Chen Juan back from the Huangting Sect and let him clean up the atmosphere. What do you think, Yunchao?"

When Chen Yichao's name was called, he lowered his head and remained speechless.

"Okay, let's all go down and let me have a few words with Chen Ying."

Chen Runzi didn't say much and waved his hand.

Everyone accepted the promise and left each other.

When the white-browed boy passed by Chen Ying, he glanced at him worriedly. Chen Ying shook his head disapprovingly, indicating that he didn't need to worry.

"Chen Ying...you see among these people, there are immortals, human beings, divine beings, those who practice Zen, those who practice martial arts, and those who cultivate demons.

In order to keep them alive, Yuanji and I worked extremely hard and worked hard.

But even so, the number of people in the palace is still getting smaller and smaller year by year, and they have all died under the calamities of heaven and earth."

When everyone retreated, only Chen Runzi and Chen Ying remained in the palace.

After a brief silence.

Chen Runzi said:

"Before I went to Gujie Tian, ​​I asked you about something. I wonder if it is now clear?"

"Yuan Yangsheng is easy to say, but Chen Xuanwu..."

Chen Ying arched his hands and looked troubled: "There is also the Chen Heng that Chen Yichao mentioned, he -"

"It's not the Chen Heng that Chen Yichao said, but me."

Chen Runzi shook his head.

Chen Ying couldn't help being surprised. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind and he frowned slightly.

"And to be honest, it's not me either."

Facing Chen Ying's gaze, Chen Runzi smiled slightly and said calmly:

"The one who used innate calculations to figure out Chen Heng's name was the eldest brother. I'm just a messenger."

Big brother?

Chen Ying lowered his head and looked a little horrified.
Chapter completed!