Chapter 764: Silently greeting his eight generations of ancestors

Master Liaochen:...

Really want to tear up Zhou Mobai's broken mouth.

"Even if you want to fight, you need to wait a while. This poor monk is very curious about what this little friend wants Chen little friend to hand over. Little friend, can you tell this poor monk?"

As soon as this was said, Zhou Mobai, who was shouting to fight, finally was willing to be quiet for a while.

"Hurry up and say it, old immortal. If you don't say it, I'll kill you!"

Old guy:...

Chen Guanlou looked at the old guy dozens of meters away with a smile, "I also really want to know what exactly you want me to hand over. After talking for so long and fighting for so long, I am still confused and can't make heads or tails of it. Also, who exactly are you, and where did you crawl out from?"

Facing a ninth-rank martial artist and the pressure of two Grandmasters, the old guy couldn't hold it, subconsciously swallowing, "Seniors, forgive me, didn't expect to disturb the two."

"Less nonsense! Explain clearly, otherwise die!"

Zhou Mobai's threat was crisp and neat.

The old guy didn't dare to hide, "I just want him to hand over the things surnamed Zhang."

"Which Zhang?" Chen Guanlou was still confused, "I know many Zhangs, which one are you talking about?"

"The things Zhang Daohe gave you, hand them over!" The old guy finally showed his cards and said his real purpose!

What?

Chen Guanlou was even more confused.

The two Grandmasters looked at him again, wanting to hear his explanation next.

He pointed at himself, "Me, the things Zhang Daohe gave me? Where did you get the news, how come I don't know he gave me things."

"Don't quibble. Zhang Daohe said it himself, the opportunity to break through the Grandmaster realm is here with you, he has already given the things to you."

Chen Guanlou:...

Zhang Daohe, I screw your MMP!

At this moment, what else is there not to understand. He was pitted by the Zhang fellow! Pitted miserably.

He was so angry he cursed, "You are a fool, you believe whatever he says. I say, he didn't give me anything, even pitted me, fabricated rumors to frame me, do you believe it?"

"Of course not! Zhang Daohe said it very clearly, he has already found an early Great Yu ancient tomb, and his breakthrough is all due to the ancient tomb encounter. However, the ancient tomb is full of mechanisms and difficult to enter. To enter the ancient tomb, you need an opportunity, and the opportunity is on you. You say he lied to me, his cultivation won't be fake. A few years ago, he was not as good as this old man's cultivation, but now he is far beyond this old man. This old man is not a fool, I can distinguish true from false."

Chen Guanlou:...

Again, greeting Zhang Daohe's eight generations of ancestors in his heart. Back then, he said it casually, telling the other party to spread the news, attract a large number of ninth-rank martial artists to gather, and take the opportunity to fish in troubled waters. Never expected that Zhang Daohe would pit him back, and the news was spread in such a way. Half true and half false, true with false, really capable!

He says he knows nothing now, will anyone believe it?

"What did you say? Early Great Yu ancient tomb, really?"

He hadn't had time to refute the old guy's statement, but the two Grandmasters were excited first.

"Kid, roll over and explain clearly."

Zhou Mobai grabbed with his hand, and the old guy seemed to be pulled by invisible power, uncontrollably pulled to the front, with a panicked expression. The ninth-rank peak cultivation he was proud of on weekdays became waste at this moment, with no power to fight back.

No wonder the world says, below the Grandmaster, all are mortals.

Look, ninth-rank peak cultivation, placed in the crowd, placed in the court, is also an existence that looks down on the heroes, and can walk sideways in the world, like a crab, whoever touches it dies.

Once meeting a Grandmaster, it becomes waste. What peak, what cultivation, all became the moon in the water, very illusory.

Chen Guanlou's heart also panicked; he should have been cautious, but he was secretly calculated by Zhang Daohe. Now he can't even be cautious, what to do?

Suddenly remembered the ink jade pendant that Wei Wubing, the eunuch Wei, gave him back then. Thank Heaven and Earth, the ink jade pendant has always been carried with him, and tonight he has to rely on the grace of the jade given by Eunuch Wei to save his life!

Sincerely wish Eunuch Wei a long life of three hundred years, don't die. At least before Zhou Mobai, this manic patient, dies, Eunuch Wei must not die.

Eunuch Wei is one of the few gentle and reasonable people among the Grandmasters. A good person!

"Who is Zhang Daohe? Is the early Great Yu ancient tomb true, where did the news come from? Why don't we know, but you know? Say it clearly, otherwise die!"

Zhou Mobai's threat was crisp and neat.

The old guy didn't dare to hide, and spat out everything he knew like a bamboo tube.

"Zhang Daohe is the head of the Qinglian Sect, I have known him for twenty years, and watched him run from nothing to the position of head."

What stuff?

Chen Guanlou was stunned.

Is Zhang Daohe that Zhang Daohe?

Zhang Daohe is clearly a cult bandit of the White Lotus Sect, a holy son. How did he turn around and become the head of the Qinglian Sect.

"Qinglian Sect?" Master Liaochen frowned and pondered, "When did a Qinglian Sect appear in the Jianghu, this poor monk has never heard of it."

Chen Guanlou nodded in agreement; he hadn't heard of it either.

"I haven't heard of it either. Could it be that you made it up?" Zhou Mobai was very irritable.

"Grandmaster misunderstood, how could I make up such a thing."

"Qinglian Sect is not important, it is estimated to be a small sect in a remote place, not reported to the local government. Who are you?" Zhou Mobai continued to ask.

Every sentence asked into Chen Guanlou's heart.

Yes, who is this old guy?

Fought for a night, didn't even know the other party's surname, bad luck!

"Reporting to Senior, my name is Wu Xun, from the Wu family in Jiangzhou."

"So it is Daoist Wu." Master Liaochen smiled warmly, "The Wu family has a deep foundation and a long heritage. Many years ago, this poor monk heard that the ancestor of the Wu family broke through to the ninth rank; are you talking about him?"

"Ashamed, it is exactly this humble person! These years have not made much progress, making the two seniors laugh." Old guy Wu Xun decisively lowered his head, like a junior, with a respectful attitude. Even the ancestor of a dignified family has to lower his head in front of a Grandmaster.

Sure enough, below the Grandmaster, all are cattle and horses!

Polite Grandmasters give a straight look and treat people as people.

Impolite Grandmasters don't even have a straight look, and don't treat people as people. For example, Zhou Mobai, this irritable maniac!

"No matter! In the martial arts path, talent is important, and luck is also very important. You said that Zhang Daohe, found the early Great Yu ancient tomb, is this true?"

"Whether it is true, the junior dare not be sure. However, the junior can be sure that Zhang Daohe's cultivation has improved in the short term, and he has already stepped into the Grandmaster realm, so there must be an encounter. He said that the greater opportunity is in the ancient tomb, but the mechanisms are heavy, fearing that there are immortal means to defend, needing to find an opportunity to open the ancient tomb and enter. And the opportunity is on this Daoist Chen."

"Bullshit! You have all been deceived by this Zhang Daohe!"

When three pairs of eyes looked over, two of which were on the faces of the Grandmasters, Chen Guanlou had to stand out and defend himself loudly.

The voice is not strong and not powerful!