The old man did not hide his ill will towards Chu Tian at all, and Chu Tian smiled and bowed deeply to the old man: "May I ask your name? Do you have any plans for this Zhuxie City?"

The old man snorted coldly and raised his head proudly: "I am the third-class chief steward of the Sa family, Sa..."

Before he finished speaking, Chu Tian suddenly appeared in front of the old man. His right palm suddenly expanded several times in size, brought with it a gust of evil wind, shattered a small piece of void, and slapped the old man hard in the face.

Without even being able to utter a single grunt, the old man was spun and sent flying. Chu Tian's slap was extremely heavy, and the old man was like a meteorite, bringing up a very thin line of fire, and instantly flew into the atmosphere of a small world thousands of miles away, violently tearing the atmosphere of the small world, and fiercely hitting the ground of the small world.

With a loud bang, a mushroom cloud rose slowly at the place where the old man landed, and a mountain range thousands of miles in size was destroyed. After the smoke and dust settled, a deep pit with a diameter of about thousands of miles was seen at the spot. The old man with a bruised face and nose fainted in the center of the pit, his body twitching unconsciously.

Chu Tian smiled gently and bowed to the people around him: "Everyone, it's not that I'm arrogant or presumptuous, it's just that this old dog is simply lawless... Who am I? The only true disciple of Saint Qinglian."

With a sneer, Chu Tian's smiling face suddenly darkened. He sneered, "What about this old dog? He is just a third-class steward of the Sa family! Hehe, if a direct descendant of the Sa family comes forward, this is the Sa family's territory. I will naturally respect the landlord and will not do anything too excessive!"

Shaking his head, Chu Tian sneered, "You are just a third-class steward, a servant leader who is at someone's disposal. How dare you blow your nose and glare at me... Are you looking down on my master?"

There was complete silence all around, and those who were watching the excitement from afar dispersed.

The butler of the Sa family, who had not been able to say his name, received this slap in vain. Chu Tian was right. As the only disciple of the Saint Qinglian, no matter what he did, the person who could have a fair conversation with him had to be at least a core figure of the Sa family!

Chu Tian said that the 'young master of the Sa family' could have an equal dialogue with him... According to his status as the 'Blue Lotus Saint Lord', this was actually too modest.

Unless the biological parents of this 'young master', or at least his biological grandfather and grandmother, are saints in the Hedao realm, and they cannot be the unknown 'family trump card' type of saints, but must be the kind of saints who are well-known and famous in the Holy Spirit Heaven. Only such a 'young master' will be qualified to stand in front of the 'Green Lotus Saint' and have an 'equal' dialogue.

A third-level steward of the Sa family dared to treat the 'only disciple' of 'Green Lotus Saint' with such an attitude. He deserved to be killed!

Many people knew very well that a mere third-level steward of the Sa family would never dare to use such an attitude against the only disciple of a prestigious and powerful Saint.

So, there is someone behind this third-level manager.

It is very likely that this person is the unlucky young master of the Sa family who was killed by Chu Tian and King Li.

More people know it well. Unless the direct blood relatives of the young master of the Sa family who instigated the third-level manager to cause trouble have enough power, and there must be at least one saint in the state of Hedao among his direct blood relatives within three generations, otherwise the Sa family will definitely deprive him of all his power and benefits, and he will turn from the promising young master of the Sa family into a pitiful "family parasite".

Chu Tianzheng was standing in the void with a sneer. In front of him, silently and without any fluctuation of magic power, a mighty middle-aged man suddenly appeared in the void. He was wearing a tall topaz crown, a khaki robe, and even his face was covered with a layer of light yellow.

The middle-aged man smiled and nodded to Chu Tian, ​​and said gently: "Sage Lord Qinglian? Your master and I have known each other for tens of millions of years, but he never told me when he accepted you as his disciple."

Chu Tian smiled and nodded to the middle-aged man: "Senior, are you on good terms with my master? Well, with your cultivation level, I'm afraid that ten thousand years or a hundred thousand years would be just a blink of an eye, just a short period of time in seclusion. So, I'm afraid that you haven't seen my master for a thousand years? Can you tell me my exact age?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and a flash of yellow light appeared between his eyebrows. A thick, soft soul thought, with the thickness and density unique to the earth, yet the lightness and elegance unique to the breeze, gently swept across Chu Tian's body.

Chu Tian did not use any rare treasure to block his aura, allowing the middle-aged man's soul to sweep across his upgraded body.

“You…you…your bone age…is actually…” The middle-aged man was already a powerful person in the Hedao realm, but he still couldn’t suppress the shock in his heart. The corners of his mouth twitched fiercely for several times: “You, are actually less than a thousand years old? Your cultivation…”

Chu Tian laughed, took a deep breath, and his mind quickly flashed through the "Fundamental Sutra of the Formless Green Lotus" that the Formless Green Lotus had taught him a few days ago when he was bored, and which the Formless Green Lotus had practiced himself. His own magic power immediately burst out of his body according to the preliminary method of the technique.

With a loud bang, the void shook violently, and a huge green lotus with more than a thousand green petals appeared behind Chu Tian. Each green petal had a line of lush dark green marks, and each dark green mark represented a calamity of mana cultivation. Except for the outermost one, there were 9,999 green marks on the other petals of these huge green petals.

The magical power cultivated over tens of millions of kalpas!

The bone age and spiritual aura of less than a thousand years!

The middle-aged man's body shook slightly, and his face became stiff.

In Xuanguan County, in dozens of extremely distant super-giant worlds, a number of powerful soul fluctuations shook slightly, causing the void around Chu Tian to roll, as if boiling porridge.

The strange vision in the void subsided instantly. The middle-aged man took a deep breath and chuckled, "My name is Sa..."

The formless green lotus appeared silently beside Chu Tian. He put his hands behind his back, looked up and down at the middle-aged man, and suddenly curled his lips and sneered: "Sa Yimo, Sa Shibaer, hee, when did you become friends with my old master? I remember that the last time you met the old master was 27,000 years ago, but you were beaten black and blue... almost..."

Wuxiang Qinglian laughed strangely.

Sa Yi suddenly saw Wu Xiang Qing Lian appear in person, and then looked at the huge Wu Xiang Qing Lian body and the huge Zhu Xie City behind Chu Tian. He couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Wu Xiang Qing Lian, how come we are all old acquaintances? Why do you have to expose my shortcomings?"

Sa Yi suddenly laughed out loud, "Haha, I am just an old dog in my family. I can't recognize a noble person. I have offended the Holy Lord. Please forgive me! Haha, I will personally entertain the Holy Lord. Please forget the unpleasantness just now, Holy Lord?"

Chu Tian was about to speak when a cloud of fragrance rolled over from afar, and a voice like a silver bell came from afar: "Sa Shibaer, you don't need to entertain my son and his friends... Hehe!"