Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 1210: Hiding the Edge! Dust Tribulation! Reflecting the Shadow!

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Yang Chenglin shook his head and said, "No, Brother Zixiu, just practicing the Red Lotus Dao Zang is not enough."

Chen Zixiu raised his lips slightly and said with a smile: "I plan to let my sister take care of her for a few years in the future."

Yang Chenglin's eyes widened: "Fuck, Fire Blade and Ice Sword, you are awesome!"

Chen Zixiu smiled faintly and said, "She's my own child, so of course I have to plan a good future for her."

Ximen Xiaoran asked curiously, "Rong Cheng told me that you seem to have some theory of Yin Yang and Five Elements. Is that what you just said? What's going on?"

Chen Zixiu raised his hand and pointed to the sky again, saying solemnly: "This is the core of that person's inheritance theory."

Ximen Xiaoran said anxiously: "Really? Then you have to tell me, we can't let our Ximen family be short."

This was the purpose of Ximen Xiaoran and Yang Chenglin's visit this time. There were some things that these two old guys could talk about more smoothly, and even if they were throwing a tantrum, they were still much better than the youngsters.

Yang Chenglin smiled and tried to smooth things over: "This theory is profound and can't be explained in a few words. Let Brother Zixiu explain it in detail later."

Then, Yang Chenglin asked again: "Brother Zixiu, those three sword lights in your backyard just now, were they Meng Lin, Ah Cong and Xiao Xun?"

Chen Zixiu corrected him, "It's Qiu Jun, not Xiao Xun."

Yang Chenglin was a little surprised and asked, "Qiu Jun? You don't plan to hide him anymore?"

Chen Zixiu smiled calmly and said, "Qiu Jun is stationed in the south, so it is inevitable that he will be exposed."

"But it doesn't matter. He and Xiaoxun can hide as long as they can."

Yang Chenglin and Ximen Xiaoran looked at each other and said sarcastically, "Yeah, you still have five in your family, so you don't need this one."

Chen Zixiu's blue eyes were restrained.

He had already made the decision and changed the strategy of Chen Cong and others. He had his own plans in mind and did not care about being exposed.

Yang Chenglin came closer with a wink and said with a smile: "Brother Zixiu, you revealed three titles at once, but you hid them and didn't show them. It's obvious that you want the various forces in Chang'an City to guess the mystery."

"You are so mean to play this trick of hanging a string to tease a bird."

Chen Zixiu chuckled and responded, "We were just about to make a big move, but Ah Yu was ambushed."

He suddenly folded his five fingers together, and the water vapor in the air condensed into ice beads in his palms. "I have to sprinkle some snow into the boiling oil pot to calm the public opinion."

Ximen Xiaoran frowned slightly, and his voice suddenly tightened: "Aren't you afraid that the Scarlet Church will get mad and point the finger at the Chen family?"

Chen Zixiu smiled calmly and said leisurely: "The Scarlet Church sent Yan Wufeng here, and they didn't intend to let our Chen family go easily."

He lowered his eyes and stroked the silver lines on his cuffs, with a hint of coldness on the corners of his lips, "If that's the case, then everyone should rely on their own abilities to see who will win."

Then he swung out an ice bead with his sleeves, which was deeply nailed into the pillar.

Ximen Xiaoran looked at Zhujian who was still trembling, and laughed bitterly: "I should have let you be the chief steward back then."

His knuckles were white, and old scars were faintly visible on his wrists.

Chen Zixiu suddenly smiled and patted the other person's shoulder. When his moon-white long sleeves fell, the bloodstain on his forehead was particularly visible: "Brother Xiaoran, don't torture yourself. In that situation, no one would be much better off."

Ximen Xiaoran calmed down his emotions, but his five fingers dug deeply into the wooden fence, "Rong Cheng said that it was the Plant Guild that was behind this?"

As soon as he said this, Yang Chenglin also glanced at Chen Zixiu.

This time, when Ximen Xiaoran heard Ximen Rongcheng's report on the Chen family's grand strategy and the mastermind behind the incident, he rushed over impatiently to find out what was going on.

This incident was also one of the reasons why Yang Chenglin came here.

Chen Zixiu was silent for a while before opening his eyes, "I should be 70% sure."

Ximen Xiaoran turned around suddenly, bloodshot eyes, and said in a low voice: "Then do it, this blood feud must be avenged."

When he turned his head, the white hair on his temples moved without wind, "Chenglin, can your Seven Deadly Bow still drink blood?"

Yang Chenglin said calmly: "Of course. When the arrow is shot, the blood of thousands of people must be drunk!" "They overturned the chessboard, so they must pay the price."

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At this moment, in the quiet backyard, on the same attic, a subtle meeting was quietly taking place.

Bo Xian'er smiled and said to Xue Chuxin: "Chuxin, you have really improved a lot compared to before."

Xue Chuxin responded modestly: "I can achieve what I have today thanks to my aunt's careful support and patient teaching."

Recently, Xue Chuxin received an invitation personally delivered by Zhu Yanfeng, and felt a little hesitant.

Her affairs were not exposed, and since Bo Xian'er invited her, she could not refuse and had to come.

"Aunt, this is my daughter, Xue Shiqiong." Xue Chuxin introduced her to Boxianer.

In fact, that day, Xue Shiqiong wanted to decline Chen Xiaojun's invitation and had no intention of coming.

However, Chen Xiaojun's words "Grandma Chuxin will come too" were like a huge rock thrown into a lake, which instantly scattered her thoughts and made her unable to refuse anymore.

The current situation has become increasingly clear. Every move of Chen Xiaojun and Chen Hua seems to have a purpose. Ji Tiantian's situation may no longer be concealed.

Therefore, she could never let her mother Xue Chuxin face all the problems in the Chen family alone.

However, what Xue Shiqiong never expected was that she would actually run into Bo Xian'er here - the grandmother she had never met but to whom she was connected by blood.

Bo Xian'er's heart was filled with waves. The elegant and virtuous young woman in front of her was her illegitimate granddaughter Xue Shiqiong.

She looked Xue Shiqiong up and down. Although there was no emotional fluctuation in her eyes, she was actually very satisfied.

Xue Shiqiong sat in front of the carved window, with bamboo shadows swaying in the wind.

Her eyebrows are like a crescent moon, her hair is tied up with a green jade hairpin, and a few strands of silver threads are shining.

The plain shirt is draped, with silver bamboo embroidered on it. The jade bracelet on the wrist matches the slender fingers holding the pen, and the thin calluses on the knuckles show the traces of time.

While talking and laughing, the corners of his lips were slightly raised with a serious look, and his eyebrows were as slender as swords.

It can be said that recalling the sharpness of his past work in marking poems and essays contains half a lifetime of brilliant rhetoric.

Bo Xian'er smiled, her eyes slightly raised, her gaze calm and composed: "Shi Qiong, you are such a handsome man. These few strands of silver hair don't make you look old, but add a bit of charm."

Xue Chuxin was startled. How could Xue Shiqiong have silver hair when she was 38 years old and obviously well-maintained?

This is meaningful.

You should know that Boxianer has silver hair, and Chenyu also inherited Boxianer's genes.

Bo Xian'er continued, "Shi Qiong, you are 38 years old, but your cultivation is more than level 66, right?"

This statement is even more shocking.

Upon hearing this, Xue Shiqiong lowered her eyes and poured tea. Her eyelashes cast a faint shadow on her face, and the tea soup reflected her eyes like a deep pool.

Then, she stood up, bowed slightly, and said in an elegant and humble manner: "You are a wise man. Shi Qiong did not intend to hide it. She really had her own difficulties."

Bo Xian'er is a Supreme Douluo at level 98, and is steadily on the road to the peak of level 99. She possesses the Sea God's Martial Spirit, and her strength is unfathomable.

With just one glance, she saw through that Xue Shiqiong had used some method to conceal her true cultivation level.

Then, Xue Shiqiong immediately released her soul power fluctuations, and a powerful aura spread out.

Bo Xian'er said slowly: "Very good, level 74!"

"To be able to advance to this point when resources are not particularly abundant, your innate soul power must be quite high."

"Besides, since you have concealed your cultivation, your martial spirit must have been hidden as well, right?"

(End of this chapter)