Villain! Refresh A God-Level Identity Every Day

An ancient feeling suddenly hit my face, and I could even see some people wearing Taoist robes passing by.

The various shops selling trinkets on both sides of the street were overcrowded and crowded.

Jiang Chen walked along the main road, heading towards the Wuji Hall in Mount Tai.

Wuji Hall is on the top of Mount Tai.

now.

Outside the main hall, Zhao Dingcheng, who had received the news, was already waiting anxiously.

Zhao Dingcheng is Taishan Wuji Palace, the current head.

Although Taishan Wuji Hall is very big, with an endless stream of pilgrims every day, there are only about forty or fifty real members of Wuji Hall.

It is divided into Zhenwu Hall and Guanwu Hall.

There are many people in the Guanwu Hall, hundreds of them, but they are all people with poor foundation and unable to practice ancient martial arts. They are mainly responsible for obtaining incense money for Taishan Wuji Hall.

The Zhenwu Hall, with more than a hundred people, is the real core. They live in a deeper place, covered by bamboo forests, like a paradise, and everyone concentrates on martial arts.

Since there are not many core members, the rules are naturally loose.

As for the current leader of Wuji Palace, he only had two disciples. When he heard that his eldest disciple was coming back, he was so happy that he almost didn't fall asleep all night.

Wearing a Taoist robe, he is in his early eighties, with his hair and beard already turning white. Standing at the entrance of the hall, he stands out with his immortal style and Taoism.

His eyes kept scanning the pilgrims coming and going, and finally he saw Jiang Chen at the door, who was in good spirits, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

He walked over extremely excited.

All the images of himself and the old man practicing together suddenly appeared in Jiang Chen's mind.

What I remember most is the old man’s kind smile and gentle voice.

Jiang Chen suddenly felt a little excited in his heart, and he immediately held the Wu Jidian hand gesture, then rushed forward and was about to kneel down.

Zhao Dingcheng grabbed both hands and couldn't help but said excitedly: "No need, no need! It'll be great if you can come back, it'll be great if you can come back!"

"Let's go! Your uncles and uncles are waiting for you. I heard that you are coming back today. We didn't even eat lunch, we are all waiting for you."

Jiang Chen felt moved in his heart.

Soon the two of them walked into a narrow path, and there was a sign here.

It is an important place for Taoist temples, and idlers are not allowed to enter.

After walking for more than ten minutes, you can see a group of buildings built in a bamboo forest, with children chasing and laughing happily.

"It's been nearly ten years since you went out this time, and I even found a junior sister for you."

"Her talent is no worse than yours."

"Now at a young age, only in his early twenties, he has already entered the realm of a martial arts master."

While talking, the two of them had arrived outside a wooden house.

Jiang Chen remembered that this was the canteen, the place where everyone eats.

There were thirty or forty people inside, both men and women, wearing Taoist robes, sitting cross-legged, with bowls and chopsticks placed in front of them, but none of them moved.

This is also the rule of Wuji Palace. No one can touch the dishes before the leader has eaten.

Everyone looked over, many of them were familiar faces, but there were also some new faces.

The older generation looked at Jiang Chen with smiles in their eyes and nodded to him, remembering him as the naughty little guy back then.

As for the younger generation, many people have indifferent eyes.

But among the crowd, there was a woman in her early twenties, sitting at the front of the crowd, next to the leader, with a hint of disdain and indifference in her eyes.

That position originally belonged to Jiang Chen, and only the direct disciples of the head could sit there.

"This should be the little junior sister that Master is talking about." Jiang Chen smiled and nodded at the other party.

However, the junior sister remained indifferent and directly averted her gaze.

Zhao Dingcheng took Jiang Chen's hand, walked past the human statue, and sat on the main seat.

Immediately, someone brought a futon and tableware and placed them in front of Jiang Yuan.

Zhao Dingcheng smiled and said to everyone: "Today my eldest disciple is back, please don't be restrained and let's all eat!"

Only then did everyone start to pick up their bowls and chopsticks and eat.

Zhao Dingcheng was very happy. He picked up a piece of chicken leg and put it in Jiang Chen's bowl: "Eat more. Look, you have lost weight after being out for so long."

"When I was here, I was still fat and free. I must have suffered a lot outside!"

Jiang Chen was about to say something.

The junior sister next to her, Mu Ziyan, immediately became jealous, her eyes turned cold, and she snorted: "How can a senior brother like me be suffering outside!"

"It's not too late to be happy!"

"I heard that he is the crown prince of the Jiangtian Group in Tianquan City. He has a fortune worth tens of billions. He travels by motorcade and has countless servants."

"If this is hardship, then what are we eating?"

She snorted coldly.

Jiang Chen frowned slightly, but still said politely: "Master, is this my junior sister?"

Zhao Dingcheng's expression also became a little ugly, and he scolded his junior sister directly: "Zi Yan, why are you talking to your senior brother? He is your senior brother."

Mu Ziyan looked disdainfully, looked Jiang Chen up and down, and said, neither salty nor cold, "Martial arts practice emphasizes those who are masters first. Now I have entered the realm of a great master in martial arts."

"I wonder what state you are in now, my respected senior brother?"

"Looking at your weak aura, it could be that the good life outside is too comfortable and your martial arts realm has declined, right?"

"You..." With a bang, Zhao Dingcheng slapped the table and said angrily: "No matter what state your senior brother is now, he is still your senior brother. This is a fact that cannot be changed in a lifetime."

"Hmph!" Mu Ziyan's anger was boiling, and she complained deeply about Jiang Chen.

Like a rebellious girl, she refused to obey the discipline and stood up directly to angrily attack her master.

"I don't have such an ungrateful senior brother. He hasn't come back to see you even once in ten years. Is Tianquan City far from here?"

"It's only a three-hour drive. It's such a small distance. He hasn't come back for ten years. Do you think he still has you as a master in his heart?"

"Maybe in his eyes, you are nothing but bullshit."

"For so many years, you have been mumbling in my ears every day that I have a senior brother. Like you, I was full of expectations, looking forward to when my senior brother would come back."

"Will you bring me something delicious and fun! Just like you, I have been waiting stupidly for so many years. I am no longer a little girl now. I already have the ability to distinguish right from wrong."

"I'm telling you, it's okay to not want a senior brother like you."

"He didn't come back before, but now that he's back, I think he simply met his enemies outside. He wants you to help him. I don't have the spare time."

"You, you, you...you treason!" Zhao Dingcheng was so angry that his whole body was trembling.

Mu Ziyan glared at Jiang Chen fiercely, turned around and left.