Please show your spirit to our ancestors

Chapter 138: Chen Family! The local powerful family is not bragging

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Going to Wanhua Palace to see my senior is no joke.

Because the leader of the sect is a woman, and each branch tends to accept female disciples, there have always been more women than men in Wanhua Palace. It is not an exaggeration to say that "yin is stronger than yang".

Perhaps for this reason, Wanhua Palace is more able to understand that it is not easy for women to practice cultivation. The practice environment for female disciples is the best among the three major sects in the Great Wu Kingdom. There are many examples of female cultivators with four spiritual roots in the Wuhen Mountain and Yunyang Sect's sphere of influence joining Wanhua Palace.

However, once a place has been dominated by yin for a long time and yang is weak, some styles similar to feminism will unconsciously emerge.

When Chen Xuanmo was young, he would occasionally deal with senior and junior sisters from the Wanhua Palace when doing sect missions. These senior and junior sisters had a very strong style of doing things, which was very different from the gentle senior sisters from the Yunyang Sect's Baihua Valley.

For example, Lu Qingyao in front of us is a living example.

Even the disciples of Yunyang Sect would often "accidentally" provoke the female disciples of Wanhua Palace, and be chased to their doorsteps and shouted at for killing!

Such a strong style mainly comes from the Palace Master of Wanhua Palace.

In fact, Chen Xuanmo, who came to the market to watch the excitement and inspect, had already noticed these Wanhua Palace disciples when they first arrived. He followed Qianqian in the form of a heroic spirit and observed with interest for a long time.

Although Chen Xuanmo did not know how to repair spirit boats, he had seen it many times and knew clearly that Qianqian's first quotation was not inflated. It was a standard quotation with a discount. She just wanted to make some money from her hard work.

However, the second quotation was obviously due to the fact that he was in a bad mood. The quotation list was quite inflated and the profit was quite lucrative.

but.

As the ancestor of the heroic spirit, Chen Xuanmo naturally stands on Qianqian's side.

It is time to let these senior sisters from Wanhua Palace hit a wall, so that they don’t feel that people have to give way to them wherever they go.

On this side, Si Jianli, the heir of Qinglian Sword Pavilion, did not seem to be good at dealing with people, nor was he willing to flatter the heads of local families, so he turned his gaze to Senior Sister Qian Jue.

"Good guy!"

Senior Sister Qian Jue groaned helplessly in her heart.

Of his two teammates, one is arrogant and impulsive, good at causing trouble, and the other is cold as ice, aloof at heart, and unwilling to talk to the messy male monks.

It turns out that Qian Jue has a miserable life and is worthless, and can only do dirty work to clean up people's messes.

However, Senior Sister Qian Jue was more mature and smooth after all. Although she was mumbling in her heart, she still politely returned the greeting to Chen Ningtai: "You are the head of the Ningtai family, right? I am Kou Qian Jue, and this is my junior sister Lu Qingyao, Si Jianli. We passed by your precious land, but our flying boat was damaged and we couldn't go on the journey. We had no choice but to come here to talk to you."

"Haha, the three fairies coming to our Sheshan Market will undoubtedly bring glory to our rural market." Chen Ningtai laughed heartily, "As the saying goes, it's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early. It just so happens that the juniors of our three tribes are competing in the semi-finals. I, Chen, would like to ask the three fairies to take a rest in the VIP seats. If you can give me some advice, it will be a great opportunity for the juniors of our three tribes."

Seeing Chen Ningtai's politeness, handsome appearance, and extraordinary bearing, Senior Sister Qian Jue did not tolerate Qing Yao and Jian Li's attitudes and directly agreed, "Then I'll trouble the Patriarch to arrange it."

Qingyao didn't care. She didn't want to watch the game among the smelly crowd of wandering cultivators.

Si Jianli frowned slightly, as if she was somewhat resisting in her heart. However, seeing that Senior Sister Qian Jue had already agreed, Chen Ningtai made arrangements neither arrogantly nor humbly, and finally swallowed back the words of rejection that were on the tip of her tongue.

soon.

The three ladies from the Wanhua Palace were invited to the VIP seats on the high platform, and a screen was thoughtfully carried up to block the view of the spectators from various independent practitioners to prevent them from being watched and pointed at. The tribesmen also presented them with spiritual tea and spiritual fruit.

This made the three girls feel more favorable towards Chen Ningtai.

At the same time, Chen Ningtai introduced the new head of the Zheng family [Zheng Haoze] and the head of the Zhao family [Zhao Anxuan] to each other.

Senior Sister Qian Jue continued to act as a diplomatic envoy and exchanged a few words with them. However, she saw that they were all very cautious, wanting to please them but afraid of offending them, so she naturally looked down on them.

In comparison, the head of the Chen Ningtai family seemed particularly calm and at ease, which was particularly extraordinary.

This is also the time.

Chen Jingyun also went up to the platform.

He glanced at the three Wanhua Palace disciples with an embarrassed look on his face, and whispered something in Chen Ningtai's ear.

Chen Ningtai's face suddenly darkened: "It's fine if you two are just being naughty, but you also brought Tuantuan with you to make trouble? Withdraw now and return all the bets to everyone!"

"Yes, Grandpa." Chen Jingyun blushed and felt embarrassed, "I will..."

Unexpectedly, Chen Jingyun had not finished speaking.

Junior Sister Qingyao stood up immediately and said, "Master Chen, you Chen family can't afford to lose, right? If you set up a spinach stall and accept bets, you have to follow the rules. Otherwise, don't play in the first place."

"Junior Sister Qingyao has a misunderstanding..." Chen Ningtai frowned slightly and was about to explain.

But Junior Sister Qingyao interrupted her and said, "Don't call me Junior Sister. We are not familiar with each other. Anyway, no matter how much you say, you have to continue this bet. If you dare to cheat, I, Lu Qingyao, will not be a pushover."

“Junior Sister Qingyao…” Senior Sister Qianjue also wanted to smooth things over, but was interrupted by Junior Sister Qingyao, “Junior Sister Qianjue, please don’t be so mean.”

"And Junior Sister Jianli, stop frowning. Don't you know that, as the saying goes, poor mountains and bad waters produce unruly people? The more rural the place is, the more the local cultivation families behave like local tyrants. They will resort to any means of deception just to get some spirit stones."

"I am here today for no other reason than to strike down the arrogance of these local tyrants in remote areas."

Junior Sister Qingyao’s attitude was so firm that Qian Jue and Jian Li had no choice but to keep silent. Otherwise, an internal conflict would have really occurred. It was not worth it for a local family!

Chen Ningtai also shut his mouth and just glared at Chen Jingyun: "Look at what you have done."

Chen Jingyun felt very wronged.

Grandpa, please don't scold me, go back and scold Qianqian and Tuantuan~
Chen Ningtai had no choice but to change the subject: "By the way, Fairy Qian Jue, why did you come all the way to our Hedong County? Is it a sect mission?"

Out of politeness, Senior Sister Qian Jue briefly explained the mission of hunting down the Blood Deacon and said, "Once we have repaired the Spirit Boat, we will continue to chase after the escaped Blood Deacon."

Chen Ningtai's expression immediately became serious after hearing this. He nodded and said, "The evil people of the Blood Soul Sect should be killed by everyone. You fairies have traveled thousands of miles to chase the enemy. It is true that women are as good as men. Ningtai admires you. If you need manpower, you fairies can give orders. All the members of the three major families of the Southern Five Guards of Hedong County are at your disposal."

"There's no need to dispatch them. Just don't hinder us." Junior Sister Qingyao sneered twice and said meaningfully.

Senior Sister Qian Jue had no choice but to continue to smooth things over, "No, no. Speaking of which, when I was in the sect, I did hear that your Hedong County had faced a joint attack by three Blood Soul Envoys before, but in the end you were able to annihilate all three Blood Soul Envoys and save the entire county. You are truly amazing."

“Humph, isn’t it just a coincidence that Master Taiyue is in Hedong County?” Junior Sister Qingyao curled her lips and sneered again, “The battle report reported by Yunyang Sect clearly stated that with the cooperation of some local immortal cultivation families, the sect’s cultivators led by Master Taiyue defeated the Blood Soul Sect’s attack and spent several years to wipe out the defeated Blood Soul Sect’s troops.”

undoubtedly.

This way of writing the battle report was Chen's initiative.

Now the Chen family is small and has little business, and cannot withstand any trouble, but they don't want to be targeted by the Blood Soul Cult for revenge!

Therefore, in the war reports, Chen's family became just one of the local families called upon to cooperate...without even their names being mentioned.

However, when the three female disciples of Wanhua Palace mentioned Master Taiyue, they all showed a look of worship in their eyes.

In several battle reports, Master Taiyue was the main force who killed two Blood Soul Envoys in succession and assisted in killing one Blood Soul Envoy.

In a short period of time, he achieved two kills and one assist.

Many female disciples of Wanhua Palace worshipped her like a female war goddess, and privately wondered why Master Taiyue was not the Master of Wanhua Palace?
And Chen Ningtai did not take Junior Sister Qingyao's sarcasm to heart.

Although Chen Ningtai is actually only about 130 years old now, about the same age as Senior Sister Qian Jue and not much older than Junior Sister Qing Yao, he is the head of the family who shoulders a great cause after all, so his mentality is undoubtedly much more mature.

As Chen Ningtai changed the topic, the atmosphere finally eased a little.

And at the same time.

The semi-finals of the Three Tribes Youth Conference also began.

In recent years, with the development of the three major families, there are more and more outstanding young people, and the rules of the Youth Conference have naturally changed accordingly, and the scale of the conference has expanded a lot.

At the youth conference today, all the young people of the three families can sign up to participate. They compete on the same stage and decide the first place based on their strength. Because Shiyun had not arrived yet, the three people at the scene drew lots first, and the result was Zheng Yuanqing against Chen Xiuyang, and Zhao Wanli against Chen Shiyun.

Simply.

Zheng Yuanqing and Chen Xiuyang fought first.

"The finals will start right away?" Junior Sister Qingyao's eyes suddenly lit up.

This is good, as I can watch two less rubbish games and lock in victory in advance.

As they were talking, the two young men who were fighting each other went onto the stage.

"Brother Zheng, please."

Chen Xiuyang opened his folding fan with a "swish", his posture was upright, and his green robe fluttered in the wind, as if an invisible breeze was lingering around him.

"Brother Xiuyang, please give me your guidance."

Zheng Yuanqing bowed and remained calm.

Although the other party was a wind-type spiritual root, Zheng Yuanqing was three years older than him, so he was not afraid.

"what?"

Seeing this scene, Si Jianli, who had been as cold as ice and silent all this time, opened his eyes slightly, and a look of disbelief flashed across his eyes: "Is this... Feng Xing's special spiritual root? Not only that, he seems to have comprehended Feng Xing's artistic conception at such a young age!!"

"Haha!" Junior Sister Qingyao had been holding back her laughter for a long time before finally revealing a smug smile. "Junior Sister Jianli, Senior Sister Qianjue, now you know why I insisted on betting on Chen Xiuyang to win?"

"Pity!"

Si Jianli sighed softly.

"Yes, what a pity." Senior Sister Qian Jue's eyes sparkled, but there was some regret in her expression. She sighed, "Neither the Yunyang Sect nor the Wanhua Palace has the Fengxing Orthodox Dharma inheritance. Otherwise, we could still try for a 30% to 40% chance of getting a golden elixir."

In the vast country of Wu, there is only one popular and orthodox school, which is affiliated with the Wuhen Mountain lineage. Given the often hostile relationship between the Yunyang Sect and the Wuhen Mountain, the Yunyang Sect will never allow members of the families under its rule to join the Wuhen Mountain.

This is also the reason.

Si Jianli and Kou Qianjue couldn't help but sigh with regret.

This Chen Xiuyang is most likely going to waste his rare spiritual root.

Lu Qingyao, on the other hand, looked indifferent.

As long as Chen Xiuyang can win the championship today, his mission will be accomplished!

As for the rest, he could only blame his bad luck. Who made this kid come from a small family in the countryside? If he was born in the Lu family in Zhongzhou, he could join Wuhen Mountain with the Lu family's consistent neutral policy.

While they were talking, the two young men on the ring had already started sparring.

As the rumors said, Zheng Yuanqing practiced very hard and had very solid basic skills. He was also very fierce and agile in casting various gold-based spells, and his offensive aura was fully revealed.

It’s a pity that he met Chen Xiuyang.

Chen Xiuyang was like a gust of wind, flying up and down, left and right on the stage, his figure erratic. Sometimes he would rush behind Zheng Yuanqing and send out several Xunfeng blades in succession, and sometimes he would drift away and easily avoid the attacks of gold magic!

The most outrageous thing is that the Qingling fan in his hand is a top-grade magic weapon, which has given him great help.

Chen Xiuyang's fighting became more and more smooth, his escape techniques became more and more elusive, and he even recited poems at the same time.

"The leaves fall in March, and the flowers bloom in February."

"A thousand-foot wave crosses the river, and ten thousand bamboo poles lean against it."

When he read the last word, he suddenly sighed: "Brother Zheng, you lose!"

"Shhhhh!"

More than ten Xunfeng blades covered Zheng Yuanqing together.

Even though Zheng Yuanqing used the Golden Body Technique, he could not withstand such an attack and was knocked to the ground in an instant.

There was silence in the audience.

Chen Xiuyang also enjoyed this feeling very much and continued to look as lonely as the snow.

"Zheng Yuanqing of the Zheng family versus Chen Xiuyang of the Chen family. Chen Xiuyang wins!"

As soon as the result of the competition came out, there was an uproar in the audience. Those who bet on Zheng Yuanqing to win started cursing, while those who followed Junior Sister Qingyao and bet on Chen Xiuyang to win were overjoyed, as if they had encountered a windfall.

"Chen Jingyun, as the saying goes, one must accept defeat if one gambles. Please settle the bet..." Junior Sister Qingyao raised the betting receipt in her hand and smiled so hard that she couldn't close her mouth.

"Well..." Chen Jingyun replied weakly, "Qingyaoxian... Senior Lu, this is the first game of the semi-finals, and it's not time to pay yet."

Junior Sister Qingyao's face turned cold: "What's the point of your quibbling? With the remaining two trash, no matter who wins, can they beat the wind spirit root?"

As they were talking, Chen Xiuyang and Zheng Yuanqing had already left the ring, and the referee continued to preside over the next match.

"In the next match, Zhao Wanli of the Zhao family will face Chen Shiyun of the Chen family. Where is Chen Shiyun?"

"Chen Shiyun?"

"Next contestant Chen Shiyun, if you don't play, you will be abandoned..."

According to the rules of the competition, if you don’t get three clicks, you will be considered to have given up.

As referee Zheng's shouts spread far and wide under the effect of the sound amplification spell.

In the distance, a beam of fire suddenly rose into the air and rushed over at a high speed.

Along with it came a clear female voice.

"I'm coming, I'm coming~ Grandpa Zheng, I'm here."

As the words fell, the fire had already reached the sky above the ring, and then fell on the ring like a meteor.

When the flames faded, a pretty girl in red with slightly chubby cheeks appeared on the stage.

She had obviously rushed here and had no time to clean up. There was a lot of oil on her face, hands, and clothes, but she didn't care. After she fell, she immediately raised her face and smiled obediently at the referee: "Sorry, Grandpa Zheng, I was busy repairing the boat just now and accidentally forgot the time."

What? ! !
Seeing this scene, the three fairies from Wanhua Palace were all stunned.

They know this girl. Isn’t this “Tuantuan”, the daughter of Wang Qianqian?

and many more!

After they realized what was happening, a bad feeling suddenly came to the three of them.
This Tuan Tuan was wearing a small breath-concealing pendant, which could conceal his aura from ordinary cultivators, but how could it be hidden from a few of them who were in the middle and late stages of the Foundation Establishment Stage?

This girl's cultivation level is clearly close to the seventh level of Qi Refining Stage!

"I protest." Junior Sister Qingyao immediately refused to accept the offer and raised her voice to question, "Your youth conference is for young people aged 25 and below. This Tuan Tuan, no, Chen Shiyun, is at least in his thirties, right?"

what?
Chen Shiyan on the stage looked stunned.

When did I become thirty-something?
Am I not twenty-five?

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(End of this chapter)