Feeling the old devil's confidence, Cui Chen turned his attention to the person next to him.

This man was unusually tall, actually much taller than Cui Chen. His whole body was covered in muscles, like an iron tower.

"Beard!"

With such characteristics, there is only one person in Chaos Xinghai.

"It turns out that Ji Yin has formed an alliance with this person. No wonder..." Cui Chen's eyes flashed and he looked up and down at Man Beard, appearing very interested.

After Man Beard looked around for a week, his eyes finally stopped on Cui Chen.

In this hall, there were only two mid-stage Nascent Souls, namely him and Cui Chen, and Cui Chen was also tall and burly, which showed that he had practiced physical training to an extremely advanced level.

"Your Excellency, you are the one who beat Ji Yin so hard that you dare not go out? I heard that you are very good at physical training, and Man Mou has always wanted to compete with you, but I just don't know how many punches Man Mou can withstand with your body?"

Manbeard laughed heartily, not caring about Ji Yin's increasingly ugly expression.

Cui Chen faced Man Beard's provocative gaze and said without fear: "Liu has also admired fellow Taoist's 'Tootian Jue' for a long time. It's just that he was old and weak, so he didn't come to visit him now. Since he's in good health,

, I will definitely need to ask for advice later."

Manbeard's life was approaching, and Cui Chen's words touched a sore spot for him.

"Okay, okay, I hope fellow Taoist Yan Ding's fists are as sharp as his tongue!"

Manbeard laughed angrily, then found a vacant jade pillar and sat down.

Cui Chen smiled slightly, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

After that, monks continued to arrive, and in just five or six days, there were more than a hundred people.

After a few days, the number of cultivators who came here gradually became less and less. Even this morning, no new ones were seen coming in.

But in the afternoon, footsteps finally sounded again at the entrance of the hall, and then after a few flashes of blue light, two people walked in one after another from the outside.

One is an old Taoist with white hair and a childlike face, and the other is a thin, dark old man dressed as an old farmer with a bitter look on his face.

Upon seeing these two people, the monks in the hall became commotion, and most of them looked at these two people with awe.

But Patriarch Jiyin looked at them with extremely unkind eyes.

The two new Nascent Soul stage monks also showed hostility when they saw the Jiyin Patriarch.

The old Taoist even snorted and said directly: "Old Demon of Jiyin! I heard that you were seriously injured and had an arm cut off. I didn't believe it at first, but after seeing you today, I realized that the rumors were true.

Ha ha!"

Upon hearing this, Ji Yin's face turned completely gloomy, and he shouted sternly: "Tianwuzi! Stop talking sarcastically. With your meager skills, even if my ancestor only has one arm left, it will be enough to transform you."

."

"Ji Yin! Who do you want to transform into? Why don't you transform yourself too! You are so healed that your scars have forgotten the pain. Be careful, I will chop off your other arm too!" Before the old man could say anything to counterattack, someone outside the hall

There was another deep voice.

When Ji Yin and the old man in Confucian clothing heard this voice, their expressions suddenly changed. But the beautiful woman who had been silent suddenly raised her head, stared at the entrance and said coldly.

"Wan Tianming, you are here too!"

"Mrs. Wen is already here, why is it strange that I am here?" Following this voice, the figure outside flashed, and a middle-aged man in purple robe and jade belt walked in.

This man had a square face, thick eyebrows, and two rows of gleaming white teeth. He glanced casually at the beautiful woman. Then he looked at the Jiyin Patriarch, giving people a feeling of overwhelming momentum.

Grandmaster Jiyin was looked at so unceremoniously by the other party, but his expression was gloomy, his lips were tightly closed, and he actually fell silent.

If it were people like Cui Chen and Tian Wuzi, he was confident that his beard could cover him. If he angered Wan Tianming who was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, it would be unwise.

You must know that Wan Sangu is a great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage, and Man Beard will not fight against Wan Tianming for her.

However, there were also those who were not afraid of Wan Sangu's name. Mrs. Wen asked unceremoniously: "Wan Tianming, the sword maid under me was injured by one of your disciples, right?"

"It's not an injury, it's just that my disciple saw that your swordsman's cultivation is good, so he just wanted to learn from each other. Could it be that Madam asked Wan for this trivial matter?" Wan Tianming narrowed his eyes and looked at her.

Said calmly.

"What kind of competition! My sword maid is only in the early stage of foundation building, and your disciple is clearly bullying the weak. Is he deliberately bullying my disciple?" the beautiful woman said with a cold look on her face.

"Insulting Madam's disciples? How dare I! For the sake of your respected husband, I will just turn around and ask that disciple to apologize to Madam." The middle-aged man frowned slightly and said nonchalantly.

"What does my matter have to do with the Six Paths? If you are unwilling, I would like to use the 'Luan Feng Sword Art' to learn from Sect Leader Wan." Upon hearing this, the beautiful woman became even more angry.

"Sparring with my wife? Forget it. If Liu Dao knew that I bullied his wife, why not come to me immediately? I don't want to provoke a war between good and evil." Wan Tianming said with a haha.

, it seems that this is a very ridiculous thing.

When the beautiful woman heard this, her face turned red, and after finally glaring at the other party, she gave up.

After dismissing Mrs. Wen, Wan Tianming finally looked at Cui Chen, smiled and cupped his hands and said: "Your Excellency, you must be Taoist friend Yan Ding. Wan has been admired for a long time. When we meet today, he is indeed well-deserved!"

"I admire the reputation of Lord Wan Sect!" Cui Chen returned the courtesy and inadvertently glanced at Ji Yin, which once again made Ji Yin furious and at the same time worried.

"Last time Wan sent someone to Yunxiao Island to visit fellow Taoist, but unfortunately fellow Taoist was not there. Wan still said the same thing, as long as fellow Taoist is willing to join, the deputy master of Wanfa Sect is waiting for you!"

Seeing that the other party still refused to recruit him, Cui Chen refused without thinking: "Thanks to Wan Sect Master for being considerate, it's just that Liu has joined Qiyuan Island and promised to develop Haiyuan with several other Taoist friends."

"Haha, it doesn't matter, everyone has his own ambition! Taoist friends can't join Wan Dharma Sect, and it won't affect our becoming friends. If Taoist friends have free time in the future, they can come to Wan Dharma Sect as a guest, so that Wan can fulfill his friendship as a landlord!"

Cui Chen smiled and said: "Definitely!"

Just as he and Wan Tianming were having a pleasant conversation, a figure flashed outside the hall and two old men in white walked in.

The two men's beards and hair were like silver, and their clothes were fluttering. They looked like immortals.
Chapter completed!