Traveling through time, all of them are the protagonist's public enemies

Chapter 43: No Spirits Allowed
"Junior Master, please go and persuade them. If they continue to fight like this, Xia He and Sister Baoer will both be injured!" Zhang Chulan turned to look at Zhang Lingyu, his eyes full of expectation.

Zhang Lingyu shook his head slightly, "I'm no longer your Junior Master. Besides, Xia He won't get hurt."

He knew a little about Feng Baobao's peculiarities, and now seeing Xia He able to fight with her to this extent and control her own abilities with ease, he was secretly amazed.

Zhang Lingyu knew very well that all these changes originated from that extremely mysterious young man in black who seemed to have regained his youth, and from that mysterious leader - Yang Chen!
Yang Chen stood aside with his hands behind his back.

He watched the four people fighting quietly, his black hair fluttering in the wind, his eyes deep and distant, as if he could see through everything.

Before this, he had never expected that the first people to arrive at the grassland would be Feng Baobao and Xu San.

I thought that people from the company or Quanxing would arrive first, but this situation is not bad.

While watching the four people fight.

As Yang Chen analyzed their magic, he gained a deeper understanding of Feng Baobao and Xu San's abilities.

"In the past, Zhang Huaiyi came to me to learn the secret of immortality. I have some feelings for that big-eared boy. Xia He, come back."

A voice seemed to come from the vast sky, ethereal and distant, echoing across the grassland.

When Xia He heard this, her pink hair flew up, and she took a light step back and left the battlefield.

She obediently returned to Yang Chen's side with a respectful look, like a docile kitten.

"You mean Mozi?"

Feng Baobao blinked her bright big eyes and looked at Yang Chen, who looked only eighteen years old, with a silly and cute look on her face.

He was seen standing with his hands behind his back, his black hair and white clothes fluttering in the wind, like an immortal who would fly away on the wind at any time.

Otherworldly!

"Master, if you had told me earlier that you knew my grandfather, I would have taken the initiative to follow you. Why would you have to resort to violence?"

Zhang Chulan shuddered when he heard that. His eyes rolled and his face was instantly filled with a smile. That smile had a "cheap" quality to it no matter how you looked at it.

He looked at Yang Chen and said with a smile:
"Master, can you let me go now?"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was silence.

Xia He, Lu Liang, Zhang Lingyu and the others all looked at Zhang Chulan with disdain, secretly criticizing him in their hearts:
It turns out that there is only a wrong name, not a wrong nickname. This Zhang Chulan is indeed "Bi Lian"!
Are these the descendants of Zhang Huaiyi?

Facing the strange looks from Zhang Lingyu and the others, Zhang Chulan didn't feel ashamed at all. He looked at Yang Chen with a smile and said, "Master, I have been wandering for half my life and only regret that I have never met a famous teacher. If you don't forsake me, I am willing to be your disciple..."

Back then, his grandfather studied under this man and asked him for advice on the way to immortality. Maybe he also has this opportunity?
Looking at Zhang Chulan, Yang Chen's eyes were deep and his expression was calm. He said lightly: "No need, you have your own path. Zhang Huaiyi didn't become my disciple back then.

"He and I just met by chance."

Is that so?

Zhang Chulan and others were thoughtful after hearing this.

Looking at Zhang Chulan's expression, Feng Baobao put down the kitchen knife in her hand and just stood quietly by the side, staring at Yang Chen with a cute look and a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

"That big pot, do you know my origins?"

Feng Baobao blinked and asked softly.

Yang Chen nodded slightly, "I will tell you after this World's Number One Extraordinary People Conference is over."

Feng Baobao had no choice but to turn around and look at Zhang Chulan.

"What are you looking at me for? Sister Baoer, this guy is like a ghost, I can't deal with him!" Zhang Chulan saw this and secretly complained in his heart. He quickly signaled Sister Baoer with his eyes to be patient and not to anger this perverted patriarch.

"Master." Lu Liang stepped forward and said respectfully, "Look, the day is almost over, and only Feng Baobao and Xu San have come. It seems that those people in the alien world have not taken your words to heart. Do you want to take some action?" He looked at Yang Chen with a hint of doubt and temptation in his eyes.

Yang Chen shook his head slightly, his expression as calm as water.

He was not a brave, aggressive or bloodthirsty person.

Its purpose has always been to collect supernatural powers and techniques from all over the world and constantly hone itself.

How could they create panic and trigger bloodshed for no reason?
He is not one of those timid and cowardly time travelers who have power but are afraid to use it.

Fear of the power of the nuclear bomb.

Although nuclear bombs are extremely powerful, who would dare to use them easily in this modern society?

Not to mention nuclear bombs, even missiles would have consequences that few people could afford.

Therefore, he acts calmly and fearlessly.

On the grassland, Yang Chen sat cross-legged, like a towering sacred mountain, or a solemn god or Buddha, with his eyes lightly closed, motionless, his whole body emitting a quiet and mysterious aura, as if he had merged with the heaven and earth.

"Sister Baoer, you said that the Qi in his body is constantly flowing, changing, and strengthening?" Zhang Chulan moved closer to Feng Baobao, lowered his voice, his eyes full of surprise.

Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao gathered together and talked in a low voice.

Feng Baobao nodded slightly and murmured softly:

"Well, not only that, his Qi is also very similar to that of an old farmer or a farmer..." She blinked her clear and lively eyes and looked at Zhang Chulan with confusion and seriousness.

Zhang Chulan couldn't help but widen his eyes:
"He even knows old farming skills. Is he really, as he said, a master that even my grandfather would ask for advice?"

Before this, although he appeared to be innocent and believed in what Yang Chen said, he was actually full of doubts in his heart and had never believed anything Yang Chen said!
Zhang Chulan pressed on, "Sister Baoer, don't you have any information about this old monster in your memory?"

He stared at Feng Baobao.

Feng Baobao pouted her lips, thought for a moment, then shook her head with a hint of confusion in her eyes.

"No."

A hint of seriousness flashed in her clear, introverted eyes, which were clearly black and white, and she murmured softly, "Maybe... what he said is true. He really knows Zhang Huaiyi, and he also knows my family and my background."

"What the hell!"

Xu San, who had been listening silently, could not help but sigh when he heard Feng Baobao's words:
"Didn't they say that spirits were forbidden after the founding of the country? Although the Eight Wonders are powerful, they are ultimately within the scope of human comprehension. But where on earth did this old monster who has regressed to youth come from?!"

His brows were furrowed, his face full of confusion and helplessness.

Zhang Chulan looked at Xu San, who seemed to be losing his composure and had lost his defense, and asked:

"How did the company react to his statement? Did they just sit back and watch this old freak stir up trouble?"

Nadutong is responsible for maintaining the balance and stability of the alien world and preventing aliens from disrupting society. But now Yang Chen's behavior has obviously exceeded the rules and clearly exceeded the standards!

"There was no movement over there. They didn't try to stop the convening of the World's Greatest Extraordinary Conference, nor did they say a single word. It was as if they were standing aside, watching from the sidelines."

Xu San raised his hand and pushed the black-framed glasses on his nose. There was confusion in his eyes. He didn't know what the company was planning.

"How could this happen? The company has always been committed to maintaining balance. How could they remain indifferent to such a large-scale gathering of aliens and not take any measures at all?"

Zhang Chulan was full of doubts and his brows furrowed even deeper.

(End of this chapter)