My talent is resurrection

Chapter 390
Maybe Bai Zhi really did what Chong Guan said, he couldn't come because he had something to do, and he didn't show up after six hours.

Chen Jiu also fulfilled his promise. He didn't take any action against the monks of Fuyao Mountain. He just asked Ma Jiuwan to bring a table and heated a hot pot on the top of Fuyao Mountain.

As long as Bai Zhi doesn't come out for a day, Chen Jiu will live in Fuyao Mountain for a day, and he has to make troubles, such as going to the pharmacy to eat some snacks when he has nothing to do.

Ma Jiuwan was heating the hot pot beside him, and he frowned and said, "This Bai Zhi is outrageous, he dared to make my father wait for so long!"

Chen Jiu raised his brows, always feeling awkward, and changed to Ma Jiuwan: "Don't call me daddy, let's call each other brothers."

Ma Jiuwan slapped his thigh, nodded and said: "Okay, from now on my father will call me my younger brother, and I will call my elder brother my father. This is the same reason why elder brothers are like fathers."

Chen Jiu twitched the corners of his mouth, admiring Ma Jiuwan, clasped his hands together and said, "No, you are older than me, so I should call you Brother Ma."

Hearing this, Ma Jiuwan hurriedly put down his hand holding the bowl, and clasped his fists in return to Chen Jiu, saying, "Jiu Dae."

Chen Jiu waved his hands, feeling helpless, "We'll just call each other brothers, but we'll be looking at our birthright when we call our father."

When Ma Jiuwan heard the word "shengfen", he immediately became unambiguous, and hurriedly replied: "Understood, brother Ming and dark father, brother nine."

Chen Jiu twitched the corners of his mouth, although he still felt a little strange, but it was better than his father's generation, so he recognized it immediately, stirred the hot pot, and said to Ma Jiuwan.

"Eat, eat as much as you want, and eat until it's white."

"Then what if Bai Zhi doesn't come?" Ma Jiuwan asked curiously.

"Then this is the first hundred-year-old hot pot in Tianguangzhou." Chen Jiu pointed to the hot pot and replied.

"Great!" Ma Jiuwan yelled, and started eating again.

Chen Jiu looked at the monks who were still watching around, and looked angrily: "What are you looking at, it's not for you to stick around."

These monks did not dare to speak to Chen Jiu, so they retreated some distance and talked in a low voice.

"What's the background of Chen Jiu? If he was just No.1 of the younger generation, he would definitely not dare to be so arrogant."

"I heard that he has a lot to do with Taoism, so he should be an important figure in Taoism."

"No wonder, Fuyao Mountain got into trouble with him, it's bad luck, the sect is unlucky."

"This... I think this Chen Jiu is not bad. He didn't kill when he came to seek revenge. He just looked a little lazy and just stayed on the top of the mountain to eat hot pot. It is said that Chen Jiu had been stationed before. At the border, only leave when the city is broken."

"Tsk, you know people, you know your face, you don't know your heart. Of course you can just look at the surface, but isn't this the one who killed the old sword fairy Chongguan just now? If you say the credit for stationing at the border, it's just that a hundred-year-old kid can't compare to it." Crowned Old Sword Immortal?"

"Well, what you said is not unreasonable, but I still think that Chen Jiu is just looking for revenge and has not harmed others. The old sword fairy with the heavy crown is also near the end of his lifespan. No wonder Chen Jiu. From this point of view, Chen Jiu also Nothing excessive."

"Hmph, speaking one-sidedly, who knows about the death of the old Sword Immortal Chongguan, did Chen Jiu do anything?!"

"..."

There were different opinions among the monks, but there were obviously more voices who felt sorry for Chongguan and blamed Chen Jiu.

The heavy crown is a well-known senior cultivator who has benefited many sects. Coupled with his rich merits, Chen Jiu seems to be a villain in such a comparison.

Fortunately, Chen Jiu didn't care. Chen Jiu always felt dispensable to the evaluation of the monks on the mountain.

People like him are destined not to be favored by pure mountain monks, which is normal, after all, how can immortals be favored by people?

Chen Jiu scalded the tenderloin, rinsed it in the hot red oil, picked it up, and was about to stuff it into his mouth.

instantly.

A flying sword hung on Chen Jiu's forehead.

The hot pot in front of him was still hot and tumbling, and the chili oil splashed high, proving that time was still flowing.

Pointing at the forehead, Chen Jiushuang pressed the tip of the sword, put the tenderloin held by the other hand back into the pot, and said, "Unlucky."

Didn't even eat hot pot.

The cold and proud woman standing on the top of Fuyao Mountain said to Chen Jiubing coldly: "If I don't show up, you won't leave Fuyao Mountain for a day. Now that I'm here, you don't have to leave."

Chen Jiu tapped with two fingers, pushed back the flying sword, got up and swung his blue shirt, starry eyes were shining, and Bai Zhi said disdainfully: "If you want to kill me, you couldn't kill me decades ago, now I will kill you!"

Bai Zhi retracted the flying sword, and the three natal flying swords hung behind his back, and replied coldly.

"I was able to kill you once before, but now it's easy to kill you again."

Judging from Bai Zhi's words, she remembered Chen Jiu.

Just remember.

Chen Jiu nodded lightly, "When I send you on the road later, remember to keep this look that annoys me so much."

Bai Zhiyi was speechless, his face was cold, and he stretched out his hand for a while.

Behind her, the flying sword named "Instant Moment" disappeared and disappeared, but she could vaguely feel its sword energy from the sky and the earth.

"Who has a better chance of winning?" the surrounding monks whispered.

"Bai Zhi was the No. 1 of the previous younger generation, and Chen Jiu is the No. 1 now. Logically speaking, Bai Zhi has suppressed realms. I heard that he has achieved great fortune in the past few years and broke through to the eleventh realm. Compared with the serious Guan Lao Sword Immortal is only strong but not weak, I am more optimistic about Bai Zhi."

It doesn't matter if you look good or not.

Chen Jiu had already received the sword, and pressed towards the void with one hand, dragging out the flying sword hidden in the void, and stepped on it under his feet. With the weight of the stars, the flying sword could not move.

"In an instant" came.

Chen Jiu held the flying sword with one hand, and his body was driven backward by the powerful momentum, smashing into the rocks and disappearing.

Ma Jiuwan ate a big mouthful of hairy belly, then stood up abruptly, with the power of the void circulating in his hands, his eyes fixed on Bai Zhi.

I really want to let Bai Zhi see what it means to be a brother who goes through life and death.

The world stopped, and the aura was empty.

About half an hour passed.

Chen Jiu's eyes suddenly paused, and at some point, a flying sword hovered in front of his eyebrows with incredible magical powers. The tip of the sword pierced the slightest bit, and blood was already overflowing.

The hole opened is the posture of the star god.

That's why Chen Jiu was so shocked. The flying sword's supernatural power was scratched by him, which was a bit unusual.

Chen Jiu's body flickered instantly, and the three flying swords were all thrown away, and he appeared in front of Bai Zhi, pointing his finger at the center of Bai Zhi's eyebrows, and said with a light smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Can your flying sword be as fast as mine?"

Bai Zhi's face was cold, he didn't speak, his eyes flashed.

A flying sword was already hovering at the back of Chen Jiu's head, waiting to be pierced.

Bai Zhi said indifferently: "Jumping clown."

Her body disappeared suddenly like a flying sword, and what appeared in front of Chen Jiu was Chen Jiu with the tip of a sword pointing straight at him.

Flanking from both sides.

The sword energy on the top of Fuyao Mountain exploded, creating a spiritual vortex, the clouds split, and the sky was dark.

The onlookers hurriedly dispersed, afraid of harming themselves, and at the same time were amazed by Bai Zhi, and felt that he was indeed the most talented sword fairy in Guangzhou today. Compared with him, Chen Jiu seemed a little inferior.

After the sword energy dissipated.

Chen Jiu, whose arm was bleeding, stood still, tore off the tattered cuff, threw it on the ground, squinted slightly, and said indifferently.

"It's a pity, I kind of like the dress."

(End of this chapter)