Chen Jing used the Earth Escape Technique again to escape and asked: "You attack me so shamelessly, do you know who my master is?"
Chen Tian sneered and replied: "No matter who your master is, you will die here today!"
Chen Tian knew that since Chen Jing could possess such cultivation at such an age, his master must not be an ordinary person. According to his guess, Chen Jing's master was most likely Kong Lingzi, the master of Tianji Valley.
"If I kill you, Kong Lingzi will be heartbroken, right? Haha... I just avenged the humiliation of the suppression back then! If you want to blame me, it's Tianji Valley's failure to protect you... It's serious to be able to kill such a talented person with my own hands. It’s exciting!”
With these thoughts in mind, Chen Tian had already caught up with Chen Jing, stretched out his futon-sized palm again, and mobilized all his powerful cultivation in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
If Chen Jing, who was seriously injured, received such a slap, he would become a dead soul under this slap.
Seeing that the handprint formed by Chen Tian's palm was less than a foot away from Chen Jing's head, the latter suddenly stopped and said quickly:
"My master is Patriarch Fuheng!"
As Chen Jing spoke, he also took out the golden scale talisman given to him by the old man Kukai. He would use it if he saw that the situation was not good. In addition, he also held a teleportation jade slip in his other hand, and he was also ready to pinch it at any time. Broken posture.
"Ancestor Fuheng...isn't Kong Lingzi?"
The distant name slowly drifted into the depths of Chen Tian's memory, until these four words touched a taboo hidden in the deepest part of his memory.
"Ancestor Fu Heng... the legendary divine messenger, Fu Hengzi!?" Thinking of this, Chen Tian's expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly said, "So you are his disciple, no wonder you are such a monster!"
But there was no time to wait. Seeing that the palm print was about to be slapped on Chen Jing's Tianling cover, Chen Tian couldn't help but scream:
"Ah...not good!"
Chen Jing was also ready to sacrifice the golden scale talisman.
But the next moment, Chen Tian ignored the backlash when he withdrew the spell and forcibly recalled the blow he had used with all his strength.
The backlash immediately caused Chen Tian to appear injured, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
Seeing Chen Tian who had retracted his attack regardless of his own injuries, Chen Jing was shocked and doubtful. He couldn't help but slow down his move to use the golden scale talisman, and did not crush the teleportation jade slip.
At this moment, Chen Tian also noticed the teleportation jade slip in Chen Jing's hand, and his expression immediately changed. Regardless of his image, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Chen Jing, pleading:
"I... no, villain! The villain has blind eyes and cannot see the mountains. He bumped into the noble. Please have a lot of nobles. Don't argue with the villain. Just put away this teleportation jade. It's up to the noble to kill or cut. Make the decision!”
Seeing Chen Tian's disregard for his image, Chen Jing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and frowned:
"You don't have the image or face that a senior should have at all," Chen Jing paused and said, "That's right, you have no face at all, bah!"
After speaking, he spat on Chen Tian with a mouthful of thick phlegm containing blood.
"What the noble man said is that the villain has no skin and no face, so he deserves to be beaten, bang... bang..." Chen Tian said as he palmed his mouth.
Although Chen Jing couldn't understand why Chen Tian was so humble, his tense nerves slowly relaxed.
Feeling the serious injuries in his body, Chen Jing suddenly felt a sense of grievance in his heart. He obviously didn't do anything to Jiang Yitian, but this old guy wanted to kill himself.
Seeing Chen Tian slap him in the face one after another, Chen Jing didn't feel any pleasure in his heart. Instead, he felt even more aggrieved. Tears hung in his eyes, trying not to let them flow out.
Today, Chen Jing was injured for the first time since he started practicing. In the past, under the protection of the old Taoist priest, he had never been scolded, let alone such a serious injury.
Thinking of this, Chen Jing felt even more aggrieved and tears finally flowed out.
Seeing this scene, Chen Tian, who was kneeling on the ground, was frightened and said:
"Little Ancestor, please don't cry. Even if you let me be a cow, a horse, a slave, as long as you don't cry, as long as you don't crush the jade slip, as long as you don't tell Ancestor Fu Heng about this. , the villain has no complaints!”
Chen Tian said and bowed deeply.
Jiang Yitian and a group of monks who were chasing after him looked at Chen Tian kneeling on the ground, feeling a little confused.
Although he didn't know how things had changed, the shock in his heart could not be greater. The dignified Yuanying stage old monster knelt down in front of a young man without caring about his image.
Seeing Jiang Yitian arriving, the grievances in Chen Jing's heart immediately surged out, and he choked with tears: "Don't think that he is the only one who has someone to protect him, and he is the only one who has someone to stand up for him, and I have one too!"
The child Chen Jing's temper was about to explode and he crushed the teleportation jade slip in his hand.
Before Chen Tian's expression changed drastically, a voice very familiar to Chen Jing came out from the transmission channel opened by the jade slip:
"My good disciple, you have finally crushed the jade slip. I have been waiting for a long time. Let me see that it was that shameless old bastard who bullied my precious disciple!"
Before the old Taoist priest finished speaking, the person had already appeared in front of Chen Jing.
Seeing the old Taoist priest appearing in front of him, Chen Jing threw himself into the old Taoist priest's arms without thinking, and burst into tears with snot and tears.
As he cried, he even began to sob. Cong pointed at Chen Tian who was kneeling on the ground, sobbing.
Looking at this scene, Chen Tian's face turned pale.
The old Taoist priest gently rubbed Chen Jing's head and coaxed Chen Jing like a baby: "Oh... good disciple, don't cry, don't cry, Master knows, Master will make the decision for you... Oh... don't cry, Don’t cry!”
The old Taoist coaxed Chen Jing to stop sobbing for a long time.
In fact, it was also because Wang Liyuan was here that Chen Jing felt that it was a bit embarrassing for such an old person to cry like this, so he tried not to cry anymore, but he would still take a few deep sips from time to time.
Wang Liyuan looked at Chen Jing's green but extremely beautiful cheeks with tears still hanging on them. Coupled with her uncontrollable sobbing, she looked like a perfect and lovely person made by heaven.
Such an incomparably beautiful scene cannot be overstated to describe a girl like pear blossoms and rain.
Even Jia Jinfan was impressed by Chen Jing's compassionate look at this moment. Not only did he lose his hostility, but he also unconsciously showed a fatherly smile of sympathy.
All the monks could not help laughing.
Except for Jiang Yitian, the youngest among them was thirty or forty years older than Chen Jing, enough to be his elder. Seeing Chen Jing's caring look at this moment, they all couldn't help but feel protective.
As a result, everyone unanimously turned their attention to the culprit - Elder Chen Tianchen.
But at this moment, Chen Tian didn't have the airs of an elder at all. He knelt in front of Chen Jing, unable to bow.
"Hmph..." The old Taoist priest snorted coldly through his nose, and then said, "Is it you, old guy, who bullied my disciple? You are so brave!"
When Patriarch Fu Heng said the last word, the powerful pressure of unknown realm immediately broke out of his body and directly pressed Chen Tian to the ground.
In front of Patriarch Fu Heng, Chen Tian, who had a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation level, was worse than a dead dog.
I saw his old face stuck to the ground and said with difficulty: "Ancestor, please calm down. Whether you want to kill or behead him is entirely up to Chen Jing's little ancestor. As long as the ancestor doesn't vent his anger on the Valley of Immortality, the villain can do whatever he wants!"
"It turns out that he was so disregarding his dignity because he was trying to preserve the Valley of Immortality. He was actually a loyal person." Chen Jing suddenly realized, and when he thought about it, his heart softened a little.
"Whether I let the Valley of Immortality go or not is not up to me. It depends on the mood of my precious apprentice!"
As Patriarch Fu Heng said this, he waved his sleeve, and Chen Tian's physical body immediately collapsed into blood mist. Then he put his two fingers together, pointed the sword at Chen Tian's slightly illusory Nascent Soul, and said:
"I can't even move a finger from Jing'er. You actually hurt him so badly. Please be more careful in your next life and don't bump into people you can't afford to offend!"
The old Taoist priest said that he was going to destroy Chen Tian's Nascent Soul.
But Chen Jing spoke up and said: "Master, please spare the life of this shameless old man, this Dabi Dou, I will slap him back with my own hands in the future!"
"Listen to my dear apprentice!"
The old Taoist priest said to Chen Jing with a smile, and then waved his sleeves to release Chen Tian Yuanying's imprisonment, without even looking at Chen Tian.
In the eyes of Patriarch Fu Heng, Chen Tian is just an ant. There is not much difference between killing him and not killing him, and he doesn't care much. What he cares about is whether his precious apprentice is happy or not.
Jiang Yitian immediately glanced at Chen Jing gratefully and winked at Zheng Yuan, who had returned from removing the body.
The latter understood immediately, but did not take Chen Tian Yuanying away directly. Instead, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Patriarch Fu Heng and Chen Jing, and said:
"Thank you, ancestor, for being merciful, and thank you, little ancestor Chen Jing, for your magnanimity. I will take senior brother Yuanying away now, and I won't taint the sight of you two anymore!"
"Go away!" The old Taoist priest waved his hand indifferently.
If Zheng Yuan was granted amnesty, he flew away with Jiang Yitian and Chen Tian.
After the few people drove away for a certain distance, Jiang Yitian recalled the humble appearance of Chen Tian and Zheng Yuan in front of Patriarch Fu Heng. He was very puzzled and asked out of curiosity:
"Is Chen Jing's master Fu Heng really so scary?"
Chen Tian, who was in Nascent Soul state, said with lingering fear: "It's far more terrifying than you imagine. This Fu Hengzi is the divine envoy of this world!"
"Angel of God!?"
Jiang Yitian didn't know what these two words meant.
Chen Tian explained: "The divine messenger... as the name suggests, is the messenger of God. He can call upon the power of the gods, which is beyond what monks like us can contend with. If he wants to destroy my Immortal Valley, he can do it in just one thought..."
When Chen Tian said this, he suddenly heard Cang Hun's voice resounding throughout the world:
"I, Fu Hengzi, announce here today that our Taoist Immortal Sect is officially born. Pingdao sits down with a disciple, Chen Jing. In the future, if you bully the younger ones and ignore your dignity, Pingdao will come to kill you and destroy your Taoist lineage! "
Listening to the pale voice of the calf protector, Jiang Yitian couldn't help but murmured: "Is this the divine envoy?"
(End of chapter)
