Chapter 627: The Outcast, the Zodiac Man, and the Effects of the Precious Spiritual Fruit
Uncle Wei's words caused everyone present to fall into a deathly silence.
If there really is such a person who is able to look down on others in the declining era and is still alive today, it would undoubtedly be extremely terrifying.
Fortunately, Tiezhu shook his head at this time.
"Even during the Dao's decline, few people had seen them. These secluded people are not as simple as you think. If it weren't for my second brother being so special, the Blood Rakshasa would never have easily attacked the sect."
Jiang Chen looked thoughtful when he heard this.
He seemed to understand why Jing Shou and Shen Ji, two top-level reincarnationists, did not try to snatch the stone pillar even though they knew it was in their hands.
It seems that what they fear is not themselves, but the stone pillar itself, which is a huge trouble!
"In short, all you need to know is that the term 'out-of-this-world people' is not just a name; it's because these people rarely come into contact with worldly affairs. They're no different from a group of old immortals living in a paradise."
"Even among the reincarnators and old antiques, few people know of their existence."
"You can only have this kind of hearing pleasure because you have met the Dragon. Otherwise, even if you were a master of a certain sect, he might not be able to reveal these secrets!"
Tiezhu was very serious at first, but after speaking a few more words, his tone gradually changed. At this moment, he held his head high, his eyes were arrogant, and he looked down at the few people with a slanted eye, as if asking who would be the hero in the world and who would rise and fall.
Jiang Chen kicked him away, but he was also very curious about how Tie Zhu knew so much, so he sneered and asked, "Why, have you been beaten by these outsiders?"
Tiezhu bent his waist to avoid the kick and grumbled in dissatisfaction.
"They say you shouldn't discipline your son in front of outsiders. Dad, you're being too disrespectful to your son. But considering we're brothers, I forgive your rudeness. Put the hammer down first, and let's both calm down and talk properly."
The iron pillar was flexible and gently pressed Jiang Chen's hand, dropping his raised Yin Shen Hammer to the ground. Only then did it raise its noble head again, and this time its arrogant eyes were only looking at Uncle Wei.
Because it found that among the people present, only this old man was relatively honest.
My father and second uncle are both ruthless people who show no mercy when they fight. It is better not to provoke them if possible.
"My father has hit the nail on the head with this question."
When this was mentioned, Tiezhu changed his timid attitude and became more energetic again, even raising his voice a few notches: "Because among those outsiders, there are also many who pursue me!"
As soon as these words were spoken, Uncle Wei and the evil body opened their mouths wide at the same time.
They stared at the iron pillar, carefully examining it up and down, marveling at it. It turned out that among the dragons and snakes, it was actually a handsome man?
Only Jiang Chen covered his face, not knowing whether he should tell the two the truth.
"In short, it was because of this that I was able to survive after witnessing a great battle between people from other worlds."
Seeing the two people's reactions, Tiezhu was quite pleased with himself. He shook his head and continued speaking almost humming.
"That day, massive waves hundreds of feet high surged up the Changhe River, blocking out the sun and sky. It was like a tsunami, a roaring sound. Two peerless masters were engaged in a fierce battle. One of them was covered in armor resembling an ancient Rakshasa. Through the cracks, only bright red blood could be seen."
Hearing this, Uncle Wei's expression became a little more serious.
"That's right! This is our ancestor from the records of the Ghost Cultivation inheritance!"
"The other person, wearing a bright yellow Taoist robe, exudes a righteous spirit. As he chants his incantations, the wind and clouds change color, and thunder roars..."
Tiezhu seemed to enjoy Uncle Wei's amazement, and he used his learned storytelling skills to the fullest extent. The scenes he described were full of visual images and fascinating, as if a battle between powerful people was brought to the front of several people.
Jiang Chen was also a little surprised after hearing this.
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