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"Senior!" Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Chen Dasheng, "It's a pity that senior pushes and pulls like this. My Shaoqingshan intends to make peace, and senior can calm down the matter with just one sentence! If senior can't help Shaoqingshan There is nothing the junior can do to uphold justice, Shaoqingshan has been bullied for thousands of years, and it is time to stand up."

With that said, Chen Dasheng looked up at Hu Tian, ​​and continued, "It's not that this junior is arrogant. This junior is 23 years old, and he has only practiced for half a year. Even if he bet on the entire Shaoqing Mountain, it will take at most ten years. Wanda Mountain will be removed!"

Chen Dasheng's tone was very flat. After all, in front of these super masters, what should be restrained should be restrained, but the threat in his words was also very obvious, and everyone couldn't help but gasp.

The eyes of everyone in the hall showed shock. They were not shocked by Chen Dasheng's arrogance, but Chen Dasheng said that he had only cultivated for half a year, and he had reached this level in half a year, and he was still in the mortal world where the power of heaven and earth was extremely thin. , they seem to understand why Yaoyun gave Chen Dasheng the Yaoxian Token.

"When is the time for retribution, Mr. Huang, I think you should deal with this matter!" The atmosphere froze for a moment, and Xiao Xiangzi, who was an outsider, spoke.

Wu Daozi said, "Old man Huang, if you want me to say that in the mortal world, Weaver Girl loves Cowherd, Seven Fairies and Dong Yong, and there is even a flash in the pan. It is only for Wei Tuo's words. Gods can still fall in love with mortals. You Yaozu's thinking But it's not necessary, don't take the blood so seriously, don't get entangled with the past grievances, let's go our own way!"

Xiao Xiangzi and Wu Daozi both spoke to persuade, Huang Jing didn't have much to say, he didn't look at the monk's face and looked at the Buddha's face, this matter was just a matter of his words, there was not much embarrassment, after a moment of hesitation, Huang Jing's ancestor turned his head and confronted Hu Tiandao said, "Patriarch Hu Tian, ​​you have to deal with the matter of Shaoqingshan easily. This little brother is right, don't kill each other again."

Hu Tian heard the words, although he was unwilling, but there was nothing he could do, the ancestor had already spoken, if he didn't climb down the pole, he would offend all three seniors.

"Yes!"

The monster clan is not afraid of threats, but if Chen Dasheng has only cultivated for half a year to reach the current level, then the threat this young man brings to the fox clan is not small. Maybe it will not take ten years to reach the level enough to threaten the existence of the fox clan. At this point, there are only two ways he can go, one is to accept the mediation of the golden ancestor, and turn this millennium-old war into a jade silk, and in the future, he will be too young and young, each living in his own way, without interfering with each other, and the other is to kill Chen Dasheng on the spot Kill to avoid future troubles.

Obviously, even if he wanted to take this second path, it would be extremely difficult to do it. With Xiao Wu and other seniors around, he would never be allowed to kill Chen Dasheng. All he can do is compromise. Hu Tian turned to Huang Jing The ancestor nodded, and then said again, "From now on, Shaoqing Mountain has nothing to do with Taiqing Mountain, and the Shaoqing Fox Clan must not mention to outsiders that you are from Taiqing Mountain."

The concept of bloodlines is still too strong, Chen Dasheng can't help shaking his head in his heart, but Hu Tianti's request is not difficult at all. The Shaoqing Fox Clan has been passed down for thousands of years, and they have already broken ties with the Taiqing Fox Clan. No benefit from relying on the name of the Taiqing Fox Clan, but Taiqingshan pursued them relentlessly.

"Thank you, Patriarch, for upholding justice!"

Seeing Hu Tian Yao Huang compromise, Hu Xian'er was overjoyed. The grievances that had been entangled for thousands of years finally came to an end. In front of so many seniors, I believe Hu Tian Yao Huang would not back down on his words afterwards.

"Get up!"

Patriarch Huang Jing gently raised her hand to Hu Xian'er, and immediately, Hu Xian'er felt a force gently supporting her body.

Hu Xian'er was so excited that she wanted to cry, she looked at Chen Dasheng with joy in her eyes, and quickly returned to stand behind Chen Dasheng.

"That's right, what's the point of calling back and forth, how nice it is to shake hands and make peace!" Wu Daozi laughed, breaking the slightly awkward atmosphere.

Chen Dasheng smiled dryly, stared at Wu Daozi, with some doubts in his eyes, "Mr. Wu, I have a little doubt, and I would like to ask you to clarify it."

"Huh?" Hearing this, Wu Daozi exchanged glances with Xiao and Huang, with a slight curvature on the corner of his mouth, "Say it!"

Chen Dasheng tentatively said, "When I was in the mortal world, I also heard that there was a painting saint more than 1000 years ago. His surname was Wu, and his name was Daoxuan. what relationship!"

Wu Daozi, a native of Yangzhai in the Tang Dynasty, was young and poor, with a surname bestowed by heaven. He was already poor when he was young, and he was later honored as a saint of painting. It has been said, "Poetry is as good as Du Zimei, literature is as good as Han Tuizhi, calligraphy is as good as Yan Lugong, painting is as good as Wu Daozi, and the changes of ancient and modern times are all done by the world!" ', it can be seen that the painting saint named Wu Daozi in Chinese history has practiced painting to the peak.

With the same name and surname, and both being saints of painting, it is no wonder that Chen Dasheng suspected that Wu Daozi in front of him was the saint of painting in Chinese history.

"Ha ha……"

Wu Daozi heard the words, but Fu Xu burst out laughing, "Wouldn't you think that I, Wu Daozi, are quite famous in the mortal world!"

"Uh..." Chen Dasheng hesitated, and then said in surprise, "Senior, what do you mean, you are the saint of painting in our Chinese history?"

Wu Daozi nodded slightly, "More than 1000 years ago, in order to experience the state of mind, I went to the mortal world. At that time, Emperor Xuanzong invited me to the palace to paint. Thousands of years have passed in a flash, and I don't know how many generations the Tang Dynasty has passed down! "

"Senior, haven't you been to the Mortal Realm for thousands of years?" Chen Dasheng asked immediately, knowing that this old man Wu was the painting saint in Chinese history, Chen Dasheng somewhat found the feeling of meeting an old friend in a foreign land.

Wu Daozi nodded, "Yeah, I haven't been there for more than 1000 years, and the power of the mortal world is getting thinner and thinner, so it's not a good place to go!"

Chen Dasheng shook his head when he heard the words, "The Great Tang Dynasty died a thousand years ago, followed by the Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, and now there is no emperor in China. If you have time, seniors, you can go and have a look. It will definitely surprise you."

"Da Tang died?"

Wu Daozi was stunned for a moment, and the surprise flashed by. When he went to the mortal world, it was the prosperous age of Kaiyuan. Although there were some twists and turns later, the national power was still considered to be at its peak.

"That's good, I really have to go and see it when I have time!" The change of dynasties in the other realm, he doesn't care, and he doesn't want to care about it, and the surprise is only a short-lived surprise. Wu Daozi stroked his beard and smiled, but he was puzzled in his heart. Chen Dasheng The so-called surprise, did the power of heaven and earth in the extraordinary world recover?Otherwise, how could there be a character like Chen Dasheng.

As he said that, Wu Daozi turned to Huang Jing's ancestor and said, "Old man Huang, although this little brother is not very strong, but he was just helping out just now, you have to thank him well, or else he will treat you as a stingy man. "

"You don't need to say it!" Hearing this, Patriarch Huang Jing rolled his eyes at Wu Daozi, then waved to Chen Dasheng, "Little brother, come here."

"Well?"

How embarrassing this is, looking at the situation, it is obvious that he wants to give himself something. As a demon god, Huang Jing's ancestor must be extraordinary. Sure enough.

"Senior, this is what juniors should do, so don't say thank you!" Although Chen Dasheng was looking forward to something good from Huang Jing's ancestor, the necessary courtesy is still needed, just like a child receiving lucky money from an elder , always have to push and hustle, will be very 'reluctant' subordinates.

Walking in front of Patriarch Huang Jing, Chen Dasheng's heart was full of expectations. This person in front of him is a demon god. In front of Xiao Wu and his two, it is impossible to give him some broken copper and rotten iron. I don't know what good things it will be. , although he was kicked down by Wu Daozi at the time, but now he gladly accepted Wu Daozi's favor.

Patriarch Huang Jing ignored Chen Dasheng's politeness, directly stretched out his hand to grab his own beard, pulled off a handful of it forcefully, then pulled half a piece of used rice paper from the table next to him, wrapped the beard, Handed it directly to Chen Dasheng. (To be continued.)