small country farmer

Chapter 1037 Suzaku Ridge meets an old friend
"The Dan sect has no junior uncle, the Dan sect has no junior uncle..."

These words reverberated over Danzong for a long time. In the square in front of the Dan Pagoda, Xu Batian and everyone else's expression changed drastically, their faces were full of shock, they didn't know what happened at all.

"What's going on? Did something happen to the little uncle?"

"This voice is... the old ghost of Danzong?"

"It seems that the little uncle has provoked the old ghost of the Dan sect, but..."

……

Just when everyone was terrified and talking, a gust of wind suddenly blew up in the sky above the Pill Pagoda, and a figure seemed to be wrapped in the gust of wind, before everyone could see clearly, the gust of wind had gone away.

The faces of Xu Batian and the others were very ugly. They could roughly guess the identity of the figure. When they were puzzled, they all heaved a long sigh. It seems that the old ghost of Danzong really decided to drive the little uncle out of the sect.

Why?Why is there a very ominous premonition?Could it be that something big is going to happen to Danzong?

Xu Batian and others all looked dignified, very serious, they didn't think things would be so simple.

Although the little uncle has not been in Danzong for a long time, his status has long been rooted in the hearts of everyone, and he is even a very important figure in Danzong.

Today's Danta incident, the entire Danzong completely boiled.

Liu Jing, Li Yifeng and the others expressed disbelief, they were very surprised, and they really wanted to know what kind of things the little master had done to be expelled from the sect.

When the little girl Lan'er saw the gust of wind again, a sad light flashed in the blue crystal's eyes. Without saying a word, she whispered in front of everyone, turned into a blue rainbow and chased after her.

"Big brother……"

Everyone frowned deeply and was very surprised. In the crowd, Li Yifeng came to Xu Batian and other elders, and before he could speak, Xu Batian stopped him.

"There is no need to ask about this matter again. The ancestor has his own intentions. If you want to leave Danzong, go down the mountain today."

As the head of a sect, Xu Batian was very keen to see the ins and outs of things. He glanced at Li Yifeng meaningfully, sighed, and left with all the elders.

In the next period of time, Xu Batian kept sending the core disciples of the sect down the mountain, and he didn't say the reason, which made the disciples suspicious for a while.

At the same time, thousands of miles away from the Danzong Xuanwu Mountains, in a volcanic forest, in a place that was originally calm and windless, a strange wind suddenly blew up, and the strange wind rolled up the fallen leaves and danced all over the sky.

When the gust of wind calmed down, there was an extra figure on the fallen leaves. The figure was disheveled, covered with scars, and his eyes were tightly closed. He didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

I don't know how long it took, two people came from a distance, one of them had red face, gray temples, looked about 50 or 20 years old, while the other had a mole on his face, plain looking, only in his [-]s.

These two people were Chen Butian and Chen Mo, the uncles and nephews of Changshengzong who met Zhang Wei on the Xuanwu Mountains.

Their uncle and nephew followed Zhang Wei and others to sneak into the Wanzhang ruins under the East China Sea, and they all had their own chances.

"Uncle, do the adults at the headquarters really think we are dead? Are you sure you won't be caught if you show up in Zhuque Ridge so swaggeringly?" Chen Mo, a young man with a black mole, looked calmer, his eyes full of worried.

The red-faced middle-aged Chen Butian let out a disdainful cold snort, with a hint of heroism, "What are you afraid of? During the trip to the East China Sea, the ruins were destroyed, and the headquarters even launched a blood sacrifice. Anyone who could escape followed that man." The little master Danzong escaped, and the master of the headquarters must think that you and I died under the East China Sea."

"Besides, the most dangerous place is the safest place. You and I can't just wander around in this Eastern Land, right? It's time for us to prepare a grand plan for the family restoration." Chen Butian was full of ambitions.

Chen Mo frowned, still very worried, "But, uncle, if the master of the headquarters really thinks that you and I are dead, the Longevity Sect must have replaced someone else."

"You, you, are you really stupid, or are you just pretending to be stupid? Why don't we create a new Longevity Sect? That controlled sect is just a joke." Chen Butian sighed and shook his head, looking into Chen Mo's gaze, Hate iron but not steel.

When Chen Mo heard it, there was some truth in it, and he nodded in agreement, "What uncle said is, alas, if I can have the strength of that young master of the Dan sect, I will definitely be able to carry forward the longevity sect very quickly."

During this period of time, their uncle and nephew were wandering around the Eastern Continent, and they naturally heard a lot about the deeds of the little master of Danzong, such as the big devil some time ago, and the incident of Mie Zongmen.

Both uncle and nephew Chen Mo have heard about all these deeds.

From Chen Mo's point of view, the young master of Danzong was only in his 20s, and he possessed such formidable strength. Even a single move could cause a stir in Donglu.

It is inevitable that I will regard that little Danzong uncle as an idol to worship.

"Hehe, Xiao Mo, don't be discouraged. Let's take our time. There are many things in this world that cannot be compared with each other. In the eyes of my uncle, you are already the best at your age."

Looking at Chen Mo, Chen Butian became much gentler. In this world, this young man in front of him is his only hope.

He was even willing to assist Chen Mo in completing their revenge plan.

The future of the Longevity Sect still depends on Chen Mo.

Hearing his uncle's comfort, Chen Mo grinned, "What uncle taught is that I was overthinking, huh? Uncle, look quickly, there seems to be someone in front of you?"

Chen Butian frowned slightly, and looked in the direction of Chen Mo's finger with deep eyes, and sure enough, he saw a figure in the volcanic forest.

"Come on, let's go and see."

After the words fell, the two uncles and nephews approached the figure with serious expressions.

"I'm afraid this person was hunted down to this point. The scars on his body are really shocking. Xiao Mo, go and check to see if he is still breathing."

"Yes, uncle."

The sound of footsteps resounded in the forest. Chen Mo walked up, squatted down, and when he turned the lying person over, he saw that pale face, which was somewhat familiar.

In the next second, Chen Mo's expression changed drastically, his face was full of horror, he couldn't believe what kind of person this is, that the idol worship in his heart was hurt so badly.

"Uncle, it's...it's him."

"who is it?"

"That young master of Dan sect!"

"What? Why did he appear here? Check to see if he is still breathing?" Chen Butian was also taken aback. The two of them were still talking about this person just now, but they did not expect to meet here, and the other party is still like this Embarrassed.

They have seen the strength of that little master of Dan sect. What kind of a powerful person is it that makes him accept such a serious injury.

Chen Mo's expression was very worried, and he quickly reached out to check. After feeling the other party's breath, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Uncle, he's still alive!"

"Quickly, help him up. If he is hunted down here, it will be bad. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Take him away quickly."

(End of this chapter)