Chapter 135

When he looked up.

Standing outside the palace gate was a beautiful and charming shark-woman.

She was wearing a colorful dress, with a ring-shaped jade pendant hanging from her waist, shining with five-colored light; her slender and soft shark tail peeked out from under her skirt, swaying gently.

The shark-woman was supported in mid-air by a clear blue wave of water, her body unstained by dust, like a graceful flying goddess.

Seeing Chen Ying frown and ask.

She lowered her head and said in confusion:

"This servant does not know either; perhaps some members of the Chen clan in the Yulu Immortal Mansion who are proficient in heavenly secrets and calculations calculated Chen Heng's name? When Chen Yichao sent the message just now, he repeatedly requested that Chen Heng also be sent out of the outer heavens, otherwise he would definitely not rest until he had dealt with the Master."

"Send Chen Heng out of the outer heavens as well?"

Chen Ying sneered: "How insatiable these fools of the Yulu Immortal Mansion are! Sending Chen Xuanwu and that Yuan Yangsheng out of Xudu Heaven has already cost this True One a huge favor! Do they think it's easy for me to do this behind my father's back?

Chen Yichao won't rest until he deals with me? With his meager cultivation!

If it weren't for selling a favor to Chen Runzi and Chen Yuanji, how could this deer-pig have survived? I would have sent him to reincarnation long ago! And now he is still talking big here; it's laughable!"

Seeing a trace of anger appear on Chen Ying's face.

The shark-woman lowered her head in embarrassment, not daring to say a word.

And the murderous blood shadow in Chen Ying's pupils was also startled, stopped shuttling and rushing, and obediently fixed its figure in place, not daring to move.

After a long while, when the cold light in Chen Ying's eyes had slightly retracted.

The shark-woman gathered her courage and whispered:

"Master, should we still pay attention to the message from the Yulu Immortal Mansion?"

Chen Ying frowned and did not speak for a moment.

When he was playing both sides between Chen Yushu and the Yulu Immortal Mansion earlier, Chen Runzi and Chen Yuanji had sold him many favors and bestowed benefits upon him.

Whether it was elixirs, Dao books, array disks, or talismans, he lacked nothing.

Even the thirteen great medicines for forming a Golden Core were helped to be gathered by the Yulu Immortal Mansion, which can be called deep favor.

And Chen Ying prides himself on being a person who knows gratitude.

Although he witnessed Chen Yushu's foundation in the "Water-Sky Rongcheng Duming Cave Heaven" and decided to lean completely towards him.

But the Yulu Immortal Mansion.

Especially the grace of Chen Runzi and Chen Yuanji.

This, however, must be repaid...

Chen Yushu wants to gather his bloodline descendants into the Xiantian Mo Sect and bring them under his control so that he can differentiate the heavenly numbers, escape the tribulation, and unite with the Dao.

And the Yulu Immortal Mansion.

Is to gather those brothers who flow with the same father's blood in one place and teach them how to enter the Dao and cultivate to nourish a true spirit.

The two are inherently incompatible, and many conflicts have arisen because of this matter.

And this time.

Upon learning that Chen Xuanwu was actually wise but appeared foolish, abandoned the fruit position of the Immortal Dao, went to cultivate the Gang-Sha Martial Dao, and even found a good seedling for the Gang-Sha Martial Dao, Yuan Yangsheng.

He had only reached the Nourishing Blood realm, yet he had already opened the "Martial Dao Heavenly Eye" that even the giants of the Martial Dao would be jealous of! He truly has the bearing of a Venerable!

Chen Runzi entrusted Chen Ying to send these two out of Xudu Heaven, and when the time comes, there will naturally be people from the Yulu Immortal Mansion to receive them.

Although this move will undoubtedly offend Chen Yushu.

Once it is leaked, Chen Zuo and Chen Daozheng, who are competing with him, will all be overjoyed.

But after much consideration, Chen Ying finally gritted his teeth and agreed to this bitter task.

At this time.

After hesitating for a while.

Chen Ying sighed and finally decided:

"I was going to sell a favor and part on good terms with the Yulu Immortal Mansion anyway... Furthermore, Chen Heng was intended to be an extra from the beginning; although I don't know how the people of the Yulu Immortal Mansion calculated Chen Heng's name, it is not beyond my expectations."

The shark-woman pursed her lips and said: "Then is the Master going to agree to Chen Yichao's request?"

"Chen Yichao? That fool is nothing; just a dog! This True One is doing this to repay Chen Runzi's kindness!

It's just that Chen Heng is currently in the Earth Abyss, and I have to activate the Huzhao Sect's Meta-Magnetic Jin Guang Ball to pull up the turbid tide and shake the earth membrane; this is truly a big trouble..."

Chen Ying's eyes flickered, he clapped his hands, and said helplessly:

"Bring it here!"

The shark-woman did not understand what he meant and said ignorantly: "What does the Master want this servant to bring?"

Chen Ying laughed loudly and said: "Resting in the lakes and rivers all day, did you soak your brain? Naturally, bring the Talisman Edict; don't the people of the Yulu Immortal Mansion want to see me, Chen Ying? Then let's talk openly! Anyway, after today, this Talisman Edict will be destroyed, and I don't want to have much to do with these people!"

The shark-woman nodded repeatedly, took off the ring-shaped jade pendant shining with five-colored light from her waist, held it up with both hands, and handed it to Chen Ying.

After Chen Ying took it with his sleeves, he was silent and stroked it for a while with inexplicable emotion.

He pointed his finger, tapped the jade pendant lightly, and injected his magic power into it.

In an instant, rays of brilliant light flowed on the jade pendant, like rainbows intertwined, and after a few breaths, it pounced on Chen Ying, emitting the roaring sound of tidal waves.

"My spiritual sense is going to enter the Yulu Immortal Mansion; you come and protect me."

After Chen Ying said this to the shark-woman, a mysterious divine light shot out from the top of his head, protecting his entire physical body from top to bottom.

Then he closed his eyes, pressed his hands to his knees, and his breath instantly disappeared completely, as if only a physical body that would no longer move remained in place.

The shark-woman came to Chen Ying's side, skillfully flipped out an ancient bell, shook it lightly, and released countless golden characters, which stuck to the entire palace.

Then she stood vigilantly around Chen Ying, concentrating and waiting.

……

……

The smoke and clouds are shining, and the auspicious signs are steaming.

The pavilions are layered, and the palaces are towering.

After a familiar moment of dizziness, Chen Ying was already standing at the foot of a white jade staircase a thousand feet high.

On both sides of the white jade staircase were bottomless, ethereal clouds and mist, as if a careless slip would lead to falling into the cracks of the cosmic void, never to find one's body again.

Various sounds of dragon roars and phoenix cries echoed melodiously from the depths of the clouds. They rumbled, shaking one's heart and mind.

At the top of the white jade staircase was a sun-essence palace with thirty-three layers, even larger than a mountain, emitting a brilliant light that covered the bottomless sea of clouds with a layer of radiance, as if carved from the sun.

Chen Ying looked up in silence.

After a long while, he waved his sleeves, turned into light, and flew away, pushing open the vast and majestic palace gate.

Inside, there were originally silk and bamboo string music, flute playing, and laughter; it was quite lively.

But after Chen Ying entered.

All the sounds stopped abruptly.

The atmosphere in the hall instantly became somewhat oppressive and tense, appearing dull.

"Chen Ying? You dog of Chen Yushu, how do you still have the face to come to the Yulu Immortal Mansion? Aren't you ashamed?"

In this subtle situation.

Only a few breaths later, someone suddenly threw a wine goblet to the ground, their voice mocking.

"Chen Yichao, what does it have to do with you whether I come or not?"

Chen Ying looked at the person who spoke, a flash of severity passing through his eyes:

"If you dare to chatter again, fool, I will kill you now!"

……

……

Inside the golden hall.

One could see fragrant incense curling and auspicious clouds colorful.

Seven-colored heavenly flowers fell from the sky, disappearing upon touching the ground, turning into the most refined spiritual breath, making one's breathing smooth and accelerating the flow of qi and pulse.

The eyes were filled with precious jade, and the ears were filled with peaceful and marvelous music.

The solemn and beautiful scenery of the Immortal family here is truly indescribable.

On the jade tables on both sides, those hundreds of Chen Yushu's descendants were originally drinking wine, enjoying music, and discussing profound principles.

At this moment, however, they all fell silent.

There were immortals, Buddhas, demons, and sages...

Facing the many complex gazes that were either mocking, cold, disdainful, emotional, or unbearable.

Chen Ying walked calmly behind a jade table, sat down, summoned his sleeves, took out a wine pot, and poured for himself.

"Brothers, I think everyone already knows; after parting today, we will be enemies when we meet again."

Chen Ying raised his goblet from afar and sighed to the crowd: "We each serve our own masters now; if we meet one day, the friendship of the past will be hard to protect your lives again."

"For example, you, Chen Yichao, a waste who failed the Immortal Dao and turned to cultivate the Divine Dao."

He looked at a tall god in golden armor, wearing lion-head boots, with a pair of demon-slaying whips hanging from his waist, and smiled:

"Next time you fall into my hands, Chen Ying, you will definitely not escape death!"

Chen Yichao was furious upon hearing this, his face flushing red.

He stood up abruptly, a hundred-foot light erupting from behind him; every divine aperture was spraying brilliant clouds, and the faint sound of countless prayers and worship could be heard from within, making it hard to look directly at him, like a rushing stream of fire!

And just as Chen Yichao was about to raise his palm to strike.

Suddenly.

An eight-sided sarira pagoda flew over, spanning between him and Chen Ying, like a diamond barrier, firmly blocking that monstrous killing intent.

"Amitabha."

Chen Yichao turned his head and glared.

A monk in red stood up leisurely, clasped his hands, and sighed:

"Even if the two brothers have many disagreements, why must you fight in this Immortal Mansion? Fighting among brothers, even if it is unavoidable, please slow down a bit."

"You—"

A dragon-woman with two horns on her forehead frowned: "What about you? Do you think you can run wild here just because the two brothers are not here? Chen Yichao, stop being presumptuous, sit down!"

"Exactly, exactly."

Someone else echoed.

Being scolded by the dragon-woman.

And seeing that the eight-sided sarira pagoda was still hanging in the air, radiating brilliance.

Even though Chen Yichao had a hundred kinds of unwillingness in his heart, he still suppressed his anger and snorted lightly.

"Listen to advice, eat your fill; it seems the boy has learned to be a bit smarter." Chen Ying smiled upon seeing this.

The crowd murmured slightly.

Those who were on good terms with Chen Yichao all had cold gazes, feeling that Chen Ying was truly courting death by being so arrogant while being here.

"Is there any progress on the matter of Senior Brother Chen Xuanwu and Yuan Yangsheng?"

Seeing that the atmosphere was wrong again, a man in a high cap and wide belt, dressed as a secular Confucian scholar, hurriedly took the initiative to speak, raising his goblet and smiling.

"Brother Ruli."

Chen Ying bowed and said: "Yuan Yangsheng is easy to talk about; he is a commoner, and sending him out of the outer heavens is easy, but Chen Xuanwu..."

"What about Chen Xuanwu?"

A celestial being with bright light covering his body and a bright, pure moon hanging behind his head, sitting to the upper left of Chen Ying, spoke.

"Chen Xuanwu has seen Father, after all; sending him out of Xudu Heaven is not easy."

"Father?" someone said unhappily: "You actually call that filthy old dog Father?"

"We call him Father here in the Yulu Immortal Mansion, but if we return to the Xiantian Mo Sect, what should we call him? Good Daddy?"

Chen Yichao raised his eyebrows and clapped his hands, laughing: "But it's a pity, Chen Ying; your good Daddy doesn't treat you, Chen Zuo, and Chen Daozheng as sons at all, just as dogs he raised! Who knows when he will skin you and eat your meat!"

After these words were spoken, they immediately provoked a burst of laughter.

A white-browed youth was faintly displeased and wanted to dissuade them, but seeing the situation, his lips moved a few times, but he couldn't say it.

But beside him, another white-browed girl saw that his expression was different, hurriedly pulled him, and forcibly dragged his sleeve to make him sit down.

At this moment.

Chen Yichao sat on the jade table, his fingers interlaced, a cold killing intent appearing on his face.

And Chen Ying also pressed his hands slightly on his waist, with two golden-red rays of light faintly surrounding his side, and killing intent surged in his heart as well.

The red-robed monk and the dragon-woman saw this scene, both helpless, looked at each other, and stood up.

And as these two entered the fray, others also stood up from the jade tables, their expressions different.

Swords were drawn, and it was about to break out!

At this critical moment, they suddenly heard a light chime, as if it were ringing in their ears.

Everyone was surprised and turned to look.

Only to see the main seat.

I don't know when, but a Daoist with a majestic bearing was sitting on it.

His whole body was shrouded in brilliant starlight and smoke, like a tall and ancient god, and his clothes and face could not be seen clearly.

Only those eyes, crystal clear like stars, revealed a warm and benevolent intent, like a kind elder, making people involuntarily feel good about him.

"Brother!"

The monk and the dragon-woman were the first to come to their senses, were startled, and hurriedly stepped forward a few steps to pay their respects.

The people in the hall also reacted one after another, bowing respectfully, not daring to be slight.

Even the unruly Chen Yichao or Chen Ying were no exception.

"I have only been to Gujie Heaven for a few days, and your tempers are already so high? Just because of a disagreement, you started a fight among brothers?"

Chen Runzi looked around the hall and suddenly smiled:

"It seems it is time to call Chen Juan back from the Huang Ting Sect and let him rectify the atmosphere; what do you think, Yichao?"

Chen Yichao, who was named, lowered his head, speechless, and only agreed.

"Alright, everyone leave; let me have a word with Chen Ying."

Chen Runzi did not say much and waved his hand.

Everyone agreed and left with restrained expressions.

The white-browed youth looked at Chen Ying with worry as he passed by, but Chen Ying shook his head dismissively, signaling that there was no need to worry.

"Chen Ying... look at these people; there are Immortal Dao, Human Dao, Divine Dao, those who practice Zen, those who practice martial arts, and those who cultivate as demons.

In order to keep them alive, Yuanji and I have exhausted our efforts and bled our hearts.

But even so, the number of people in the hall is getting smaller every year, and they have all died under the tribulations of heaven and earth."

After everyone retreated and only Chen Runzi and Chen Ying remained in the hall.

After a brief silence.

Chen Runzi said:

"Before I went to Gujie Heaven, I entrusted you with a matter; I wonder if there is any progress now?"

"Yuan Yangsheng is easy to talk about, but Chen Xuanwu..."

Chen Ying cupped his hands, his face showing difficulty: "And there is also the Chen Heng that Chen Yichao mentioned; he—"

"It is not the Chen Heng that Chen Yichao mentioned, but me."

Chen Runzi shook his head.

Chen Ying could not help but be startled, countless thoughts flashing through his mind in an instant, and he frowned slightly.

"And to speak carefully, it is not me either."

Facing Chen Ying's gaze, Chen Runzi smiled slightly and said indifferently:

"The one who used the Xiantian Divine Calculation to measure Chen Heng's name was the Eldest Brother; I am just someone speaking on behalf of another."

Eldest Brother?

Chen Ying lowered his head, his gaze truly somewhat horrified.