Dong widened his eyes.
Qian He: …
He glared at his own disciple with annoyance. Dong shrank his neck and dared not say more.
How did the… strength just… skyrocket?!!!
Si Mu widened his eyes, speechless, stunned!
If it was said that he had the upper hand in the previous clash with Mu Chen's Yin Shen, now the situation was reversed, and even worse, he was being… crushed!!!
Not only did he take flight, but the force also flowed along the fist into his limbs and bones, every part of his body ached!
Even if his physical body was stronger than his Yin Shen, it wouldn't be this much stronger, right?
It was simply in another dimension, comparable to a late-stage Hao Ran Di Shi realm! !!!
Before he could figure it out, Mu Chen's next punch arrived!
Boom~~!
One punch slammed into his belly, Si Mu's face contorted, his eyes bulged, his waist bent, and he was knocked into a shrimp-like position!
He tremblingly raised his hand, signaling surrender.
But halfway up, he was grabbed by Mu Chen and punched in the face!
His nose bones were broken, blood splattered!
Si Mu felt dizzy and his vision blurred!
Bang~~!
Another punch, smashing Si Mu's eyes and causing a dazzling light, his mind in a daze!
Before he could land, the third punch followed in quick succession!
Bang~~!
The sound of ringing in his ears replaced all the sounds of the world.
Si Mu's mind was in a daze, as if he saw a light, his master, San Mao Zhen Jun, standing in the light smiling at him… no! His master had ascended to heaven long ago, joining the ranks of immortals!
Si Mu regained his senses, only to find in horror that his own Yin Shen had already shattered!
The power of his divine consciousness was dissipating at a visible speed!
It wasn't just about three punches, these three punches directly shattered his Yin Shen!!!
"You little bastard, you better not go to the underworld in your whole life!"
An old voice full of anger and a hint of crying!
He had nurtured this Yin Shen for a thousand years!
After creating the Please God Technique, dozens of generations of disciples had called upon him to manifest, and never once had there been a mistake!
But this time he had fallen!
The power of his main body in the underworld would be reduced by at least one-tenth!
As the voice faded, the Yin Shen shattered, Si Mu's body went limp, and he fainted.
It was just that the damage was all borne by the ancestral master's Yin Shen, otherwise, let alone three punches, even just the aftershock of Mu Chen's punch would have turned him into mincemeat!
Eight Extremities Fist + Golden Light Mantra + Eight Nine Profound Skill ≈ Tai Ku La!
Mu Chen retracted his Yin Shen into his body.
Qian He, Yi Xiu, Dong Nan Xi Bei, along with Jia Le and Jing Jing all gathered around!
Except for Jing Jing, who was worried and kept looking Mu Chen up and down, relieved to find no injuries, the others were all by Si Mu's side.
Jing Jing was worried and panicked, while the others knew Mu Chen was fine, but they were worried that Mu Chen might have beaten Si Mu to death!
Seeing that Si Mu, besides his broken nose, was not seriously injured, they were relieved.
Dong sorted out what had just happened and said in a dull voice: "Master, was the Ancestral Master killed by Dao Bo?"
Qian He: …
He glared at Dong, then frowned and looked at Jia Le: "Jia Le, how did the Ancestral Master get into a fight with Dao Xiong, what misunderstanding happened?"
Qian He really did overstep!
His own Ancestral Master's Yin Shen had been destroyed, and he just attributed it to a misunderstanding!
Jia Le also heard the implication in his words, and he couldn't help but feel relieved.
Thankfully…
The Master Uncle is on Dao Bo's side just like me!
"Master Uncle, you know the Ancestral Master's temper, he saw Dao Bo's ghost slave and started yelling and fighting, no matter how Dao Bo tried to explain and persuade, he wouldn't listen, Dao Bo had no choice but to fight him."
"Your Mao Shan Ancestral Master is too much, he doesn't know how to adapt!"
Yi Xiu sighed and said, "Qian He Dao You, just report truthfully to your sect, this monk will testify for you!"
Sow good seeds, reap good fruits.
The meaning of Mu Chen's previous worldly affairs was manifested at this moment.
Although, he didn't care.
He left a Long Tiger Nourishing Body Pill and went back to his room.
Back in the room.
He closed the door tightly.
Mu Chen took out a faded portrait from the Ghost Emperor Seal and hung it on the wall.
The portrait depicted an old man in a purple Taoist robe, with white hair and beard, a fairy-like and Taoist demeanor.
Mu Chen lit three incense sticks.
"Disciple Chun Yang Zi, requests to see Master!"
As the words fell, the incense that had been curling and twisting upwards became straight.
Seeing this, Mu Chen bowed deeply.
After waiting for a while, he bowed again.
For a long time.
Mu Chen frowned, dissatisfied, "Old man, are you taking advantage of me? Stop it!"
"Hahaha! Just kidding, you little rascal still have that bad temper!"
A ethereal, old voice echoed through the room.
Tu Shan He tilted his head, looking at the portrait on the wall in surprise.
He saw the old Taoist in the painting, as if he had come to life, walking out of the painting.
The only difference from a living person was that he was a little blurry.
He looked at Mu Chen with a smile, then as if he noticed something, he exclaimed in surprise: "Good lad, your master saw that you have an unusual constitution, so he named you Chun Yang, hoping that you would hold onto your primordial yang and cultivate diligently..."
"You... you beast! Your master is still a single dog until his death, how come you lost your primordial yang just after you descended the mountain?"
"Don't want to cultivate yang...yang...yang...Holy crap! Your Thunder Art has reached great perfection?!"
He became more and more excited as he spoke, with a look of beating his chest and stamping his feet, heartache and sorrow on his face.
Then he saw Mu Chen reaching out, Yang Five Thunder and Yin Five Thunder transforming freely in his hands, he suddenly widened his eyes, full of disbelief, his speech became stuttery!
The free transformation of Yin and Yang Thunder is a sign of the Great Perfection of the Dragon Tiger Thunder Art!
This step has stumped countless Dragon Tiger Masters who had the potential to inherit the position of Celestial Master!
Even a few generations of Celestial Masters with slightly weaker aptitude and comprehension, until their death, never reached this step!
When did he reach this stage?
Forty?
Or forty-five?
He couldn't remember, but it definitely wasn't like Mu Chen...
Zhang Mu Yun shook his head, his face full of complexity as he looked at Mu Chen, "If your master is right, you are just 18 years old, right?"
"Master, let's not talk about the trivial matters..."
Mu Chen waved his hand, staring straight at him, "Your disciple was bullied by an old geezer, you just tell me if you're going to help!"
That's right!
Even if Qian He and the others were ungrateful, Mu Chen was not afraid!
Mao Shan has people underground, and Dragon Tiger Mountain is not without them!
This Daoist is in the right, not only will I beat you up, but I will also find someone to beat you up!
Sure enough, hearing this, Yun was furious!
"What?!"
"Which heartless bastard dares to bully my disciple, Zhang Mu Yun?!"