After hearing Xiaodao's words, Bai Ye and others frowned. According to what he said, this trip was really meaningless.

"wrong……"

Suddenly, Bai Ye looked at Xiaodao.

"What's wrong?"

Xiaodao's heart skipped a beat.

"After all, this is the first secret realm that appeared. How could it be so boring?"

Bai Ye stared at the knife.

"What exactly are you hiding? I heard that after the news spread, everyone in the ancient martial arts world heard the news and rushed to Dingtian Sect..."

"Well, that's all later. There really wasn't much fun before that, so I just stayed in the desert."

Xiaodao coughed dryly.

"Brothers, I think this kid said that on purpose... What do you think we should do?"

Bai Ye sneered and clenched his fists.

"Xiao Dao, don't say that the brothers didn't give you a chance. Confess quickly and you'll be treated leniently, otherwise..."

"real……"

"Brothers, go!"

Bai Ye called out and pounced on Xiaodao.

"Don't……"

Before Xiaodao could say anything, his hands and feet were held down.

"I'll come too."

Li Hanhou grinned and pretended to press on Xiaodao.

"Fuck, don't."

Xiaodao screamed in horror. If Dahan was crushed by his huge body, wouldn’t the whole thing be over?

"Say it, I'll tell you again."

"Huh, I told you there was a problem."

Bai Ye snorted and then let go of the knife.

"You said it badly, you know the consequences... I will just strip you naked and make you run around Longshan."

“…”

Xiaodao looked at the eager eyes of the crowd, trembled, and dared not talk nonsense anymore, so he told the truth.

"Closing the door to beat the dog? Killing so many people from Shengtian Sect?"

"Is the Ten Thousand Souls Banner really that powerful?"

"There are hundreds or thousands of disciples in Dingtian Yin?"

“…”

After listening to Xiaodao's words, everyone became excited. This was clearly going to be a big fuss!

On the other side, Xiao Chen went to accompany Su Qing and had a conversation with the little one in her belly.

Then, he asked Su Yunfei to come out to accompany Su Qing, and went to find Qin Lan and Tong Yan.

Time flies and it is already mid-afternoon.

Xiao Chen was chatting with the old fortune teller when Chi Feng came with an old man.

The old man was wearing a silver robe and had a head full of silver hair. He looked like an immortal... like an old immortal from the sky.

Xiao Chen looked at the old man. Is this Chi Feng's master, Patriarch Chi Yun?

This appearance is even more god-like than that of an old fortune teller.

"Why are you still so showy?"

The old fortune teller looked at the old man and curled his lips.

“…”

The old fortune teller's words brought Xiao Chen back to reality, and his expression became strange.

Show off?

You know what, it is true a little bit.

"Well, can't you give me some face in front of the child?"

Patriarch Chi Yun coughed dryly, put his hands behind his back, and walked slowly over.

"Are you tired of being so pretentious? I hate people who pretend to be pretentious."

The old fortune teller said another sentence.

“…”

Even Chi Feng looked strange this time.

He looked at his master. He didn't think much of it at first, but after the old fortune teller said that... it seemed like he was being a bit pretentious.

"Is this your way of entertaining guests?"

Patriarch Chiyun was furious.

"Why, you want to fight? You can't beat me... You couldn't do it back then, and you can't do it now."

As the old fortune teller spoke, he picked up a cup of tea and threw it out with a shake of his hand.

"Come, have a cup of tea."

Swish.

The teacup made a whistling sound and flew towards Patriarch Chi Yun at an extremely fast speed.

The tea in the cup was extremely smooth, without even a ripple.

Upon seeing this, Patriarch Chi Yun's eyes narrowed, and he swung his right hand, which had been behind his back.

A gentle force fell on the teacup, slowing it down.

Then he took out the teacup steadily with his right hand and looked down.

The moment he touched the teacup, ripples began to form in the tea.

Although it didn't spill, there was still a change compared to just now.

"I'm still not as good as you after all."

Patriarch Chi Yun sighed. This cup of tea made him realize that he really did not catch up with the old fortune teller.

He came closer with a cup of tea in his hand, and his eyes fell on Xiao Chen.

"Junior Xiao Chen, greetings to Senior Chi Yun."

Xiao Chen stood up and bowed.

"You kid... my disciple was tricked by you as soon as he came out?"

Ancestor Chiyun said.

"Forehead……"

Xiao Chen's face twitched. He felt a little guilty when Patriarch Chi Yun said this.

At the beginning, he did fool the inexperienced Chi Feng.

In order to earn 100,000 yuan, Chi Feng worked for him and became his thug.

"What do you mean by coaxing? They are good brothers."

The old fortune teller spoke.

"Besides, your disciple was defeated by my grandson. This is a fact... Don't ask me about the agreement we made back then."

"snort."

Patriarch Chi Yun snorted coldly and drank the tea in the cup.

The old fortune teller winked at Xiao Chen, who nodded and hurriedly poured another cup of tea for Patriarch Chi Yun.

"Senior Chi Yun, please have some tea."

"Forget it. My disciple is also a loser."

Upon seeing this, Patriarch Chi Yun's expression relaxed. He glared at Chi Feng and then drank the tea.

“…”

Chi Feng felt a little aggrieved. What did I do to offend anyone?

"Why, you don't let me go to Dingtian Sect, are you afraid that I will have ideas about going there?"

Patriarch Chi Yun put down his teacup and looked at the old fortune teller.

"I called you here because I have something better to do... In the next day or two, a few old friends will come over, and we can get together and plan bigger things."

The old fortune teller replied.

"Oh? Who else?"

Patriarch Chi Yun raised his eyebrows.

"Come to think of it, there aren't many of those old guys alive today, right?"

"Chi Yun, the world has changed...it's time to change some of your ideas."

The old fortune teller shook his head.

"You are not the only one who lives, everyone else has to die..."

"I want to see who is still alive."

Patriarch Chi Yun said this and looked at Xiao Chen again.

"God-level foundation building... you are really amazing."

"Haha, thank you for the compliment, senior."

Xiao Chen smiled, his tone modest.

"It's just a divine foundation building, it's not that great."

“…”

Just one sentence from Xiao Chen caused Patriarch Chi Yun's brain to crash. Is this kid serious?

"Chiyun, you're here, just in time to help."

After chatting, the old fortune teller suddenly said.

"I remember that your Scarlet Cloud Realm has a divine lotus, right? You must have brought it with you when you came out this time, right?"

"What? Are you planning to take the Nine-Colored Divine Lotus?"

Patriarch Chi Yun's expression changed.

"I'm telling you, forget it!"

"What do you mean by making plans, Chi Yun? You need to expand your vision."

The old fortune teller shook his head.

"This divine lotus has been used, it's not like it won't grow anymore... As long as the roots are connected, it will grow again one day."

"Oh, it will take three hundred years to grow!"

Patriarch Chiyun sneered.

"Do you think this is leeks? Cut one crop after another?"