Chapter 189 Can You Explain My Confusion?

"This is Tianque Shenjin. When I first saw this thing, I felt that it was a good match for you, but at that time you still had dawn, so I didn't think about it too much. Now it seems that maybe there is a providence. ."

While talking, Chen Chen handed over the Tianque Shenjin to Xia Xishuang.

"Shen Jin? This is too precious..." Xia Xishuang was a little stunned, and subconsciously wanted to refuse.

The Haoran Sword Sect also has two or three treasures made of divine gold, but they were all passed down for unknown years, and they all fell into the hands of the top powerhouses above the primordial spirit.

And not as a treasure of destiny.

Because these magic treasures have some imprints left by the strong ones in the past, they can't even recast them.

Now Chen Chen gave himself a piece of unforged divine gold, how precious is this?

…

The Holy Maiden of Swordsman Sect in the sky almost cried!

If you give it to you, you can take it. What are you talking about? You have become a Taoist companion, what else can't you take?

Why didn't I realize that this apprentice was so stupid before!

At this moment, she can't wait to fly down, and on behalf of her apprentice, she will collect and hide the gold of the God of Que that day!

Chen Chen, who was below, frowned when he heard the words, as if unhappy.

Seeing this, Xia Xishuang finally collected Tianque Shenjin.

Between Taoists, regardless of each other, she was indeed a little hypocritical just now, which made her a little embarrassed.

But who made her never receive such an expensive gift since she was a child?

The Haoran Sword Sect Saint, who was secretly watching, was relieved to see this.

Now it seems that the kid below really loves his apprentice, otherwise it would be impossible to give Tianque Shenjin to his apprentice knowing that it is Tianque Shenjin.

"A cultivator born in a small country doesn't have much fortune. It's rare to be able to pay like this."

The Holy Maiden of the Haoran Sword Sect sighed deeply, but it was precisely because it was rare that it made her feel even more difficult.

If the two are allowed to be together, every day will be like glue, and after a year or two, another child will come out.

With so many worries, what kind of immortals are you still cultivating?

At that time, let alone stepping into the Primordial Spirit Realm, it would be good to be able to spare time to practice.

It's just that I don't know if the child born from the innate spirit body and the congenital spirit body is also a congenital spirit body? If a group is born, can the human race be prosperous?

"Bah! What am I thinking!"

Cursing herself secretly, the Holy Maiden of Haoran Sword Sect took out a communication token.

This communication token can go directly to the current master of the Haoran Sword Sect, the top power of the entire human race.

This kind of thing, only the suzerain can decide, she can't make up her mind.

...

After a moment.

Xia Xishuang's face changed suddenly, and her eyes became tense.

"Chen Chen, my master is nearby, she asked me to see her."

When Chen Chen heard the words, he immediately looked around, his eyes were full of respect, but he didn't look above his head.

"Oh? Where is the Lady Saint? I want to see her too!"

"Master, she doesn't want to see you... She also told me not to tell you that she is nearby... Chen Chen, give me one day, and within one day I will definitely explain the matter between us to Master!" Xia Xishuang's face was full of prayers color.

Seeing this, Chen Chen gently lifted her hair, kissed her on the forehead, and then gave her a deep look before smiling: "I understand, let's go."

Xia Xishuang nodded, her eyes became very firm, and then flew into the distance.

...

Looking at the direction she flew to, Chen Chen was full of contempt for the Holy Maiden of the Sword Sect.

He was clearly a voyeur above his head, and he let his disciples run so far!

Now that Xishuang has told herself the truth, I am afraid that she will inevitably be scolded after seeing the saintess of the Haoran Sword Sect.

This bullshit saint is really not a thing! I bother!

After scolding a few words, Chen Chen looked at the communication token in the storage ring.

Zhou Renlong also scolded him bloody.

"Zhang Chen! Where did you go to? I told that poison Jiao that if I didn't kill him today, I would take his surname. Now that he has run away, what do you want me to do?"

"You promised me this, and you will take his surname in the future!"

"Come back quickly, we have something to discuss."

...

Seeing this, Chen Chen was quite helpless. After saying hello to everyone in the Tianyun Sect, he flew in the direction of the Demon Gate.

Now his flying speed is extremely fast, it doesn't take long to go to the magic gate, and within a day, it is enough for him to return to the magic gate to deal with some messy things.

Less than an hour.

Chen Chen has returned to the Momen headquarters.

Inside the headquarters, the sect masters of the various sects gathered together. In addition, the famous and surnamed masters of the magic sect were all gathered together.

Zhou Renlong sat in the seat exclusively for the sect master with a very solemn expression.

Seeing this scene, Chen Chen's face also became solemn.

I have only been gone for less than half a day, what happened to this Demon Gate? Is it worth taking so seriously?

"Senior brother, your wine!"

Seeing Chen Chen coming back, Yuan Qingtian ran over and handed a steaming glass of wine into Chen Chen's hands.

As if the wine was never cold.

Chen Chen was very relieved to see this. He drank the wine and asked, "What happened during my long absence? Why is the sect master's face so ugly?"

Yuan Qingtian's expression was rather disdainful when he heard the words, and he said in a low voice, "Ghost knows what his nerves are, he doesn't make a fuss at all, he doesn't have the bearing of a sect master at all, I think he should abdicate earlier and let you be the sect master... …”

boom!

Before Yuan Qingtian could finish his words, a huge force descended on him, hitting him directly into the wall next to him.

Everyone around couldn't help but twitch their cheeks when they saw this.

The door owner seems to be very angry today!

Seeing that everyone was completely quiet, Zhou Renlong glanced at everyone and said in a cold voice: "I just heard from a passing demon that Chen Chen, the son of Tianyunzong, defeated many demons and arrogances before Tianyunzong's mountain gate, and his strength was even What do you think of the nine-tailed celestial fox that surpassed the peak of Nascent Soul?"

"What, stronger than the peak of Yuan Ying! Has he progressed so fast?"

"Wouldn't it be possible to catch up with the sect master soon?"

Seeing everyone's shocked reaction, Zhou Renlong said lightly: "Not only that, Chen Chen also recognized the Haoran Sword Sect's envoy as a Taoist companion. I think the rise of Tianyun Sect is unstoppable."

"Impossible! No matter how powerful Chen Chen is, he is no match for Senior Brother! Senior Brother is invincible!"

Yuan Qingtian, who was embedded in the wall, broke free and said angrily.

What he can't see the most is that others praise Chen Chen in front of him!

boom!

Before he could finish his words, there was another bang, and then he was embedded in the wall again.

"The door owner seems to have a great opinion on Yuan Qingtian..."

"Isn't it? I don't know what anger he did."

Hearing this, Chen Chen's brows could not help but wrinkle.

Is this monster's mouth so big?

How long did it take for this to happen, and it actually spread to the Demon Sect?

Before he could express his opinion, the sect master of the poisonous department stood up and said with a smirk: "Sect master, we don't need to belittle ourselves, the young sect master defeated several Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators with his own strength that day, and his strength is by no means stronger than that of Chen Chen. Weak."

"That's right, not to mention that the treasure of the life of the young sect master was created by me personally. That quality...cough." The utensil department master also agreed.

In fact, only a few people know about Wanhua Shenfeng, so what he said is very vague.

Hearing this, all the people in the Demon Sect looked at Chen Chen subconsciously, and their eyes were full of pride.

What if Yunzong had Chen Chen that day? They also have a Young Sect Master!

"Sect Master, why don't you let the Young Sect Master challenge that Chen Chen? How can I raise the name of my Demon Sect?"

The demon department head proposes.

This proposal was immediately recognized by everyone.

"That's a good idea!"

"My Demon Sect's body-refining line is invincible! Then Chen Chen is by no means an opponent of the Young Sect Master!"

"That's great! I've been waiting for this day for a long time!" Yuan Qingtian got out again, ignoring the ashes on his face, and shouted with extreme excitement.

Chen Chen on the side was speechless when he heard the words.

Let him challenge himself, how can he do it? Is it possible to get another clone out?

Before he could say something about the great cause of the human race, Zhou Renlong suddenly laughed.

"I naturally know Zhang Chen's strength, and I'm afraid it is not lower than the peak of Yuan Ying. In fact, I have always been curious about one thing."

"What's up?"

A group of demon powerhouses looked at each other in dismay.

Zhou Renlong sat up straight, looked at Chen Chen, and said very seriously: "Yuan Ying can defeat the peak of Yuan Ying in the early days, this is rare in the world, why can there be two in our small two countries?

And that day Yunzong, I didn't remember this sect originally, why the Wuxin sect was destroyed, but this day Yunzong was able to flourish and become the leader of Dajin.

Zhang Chen, can you help me out? "

Speaking of this, Zhou Renlong paused for a moment, then his eyes suddenly became sharp, and he said word by word: "Or... I should call you...

Chen Chen? "

As soon as these words came out, there was an instant silence in the entire Demon Gate Hall, and the falling needles could be heard.