Chapter 793

Seeing that the people had already walked into the courtyard, Jiang Wuchen was inconvenient to continue to feel the muddy sky wheel. His thoughts flashed, and the muddy sky wheel quickly landed in the courtyard.

Jiang Wuchen jumped down and landed steadily on the ground. The muddy Sky Wheel with a diameter of about two meters suddenly became the size of a compass and flew into the palm of Jiang Wuchen.

"What a magical scene." Dahu Ziliang Junge continued to flatter his horse and said, "fifteen years ago, with the death of the patriarch, the muddy sky wheel fell into a deep sleep. I tried to open the muddy Sky Wheel with the four elders and all the soul sect disciples in Qingshan village, but failed.

Today, when the muddy heavenly wheel first entered the hands of the patriarch, it automatically opened, which shows the fate between the patriarch and my soul sect. "

An elder with a beard and a wrinkled face like a knife said, "time is also luck and life. Fate and opportunity arise at this moment. This is the fate of my soul sect."

Zhang wennian looked at Jiang Wuchen with a crimson cheek.

When Jiang Wuchen's eyes looked at her, she unconsciously moved away. She only felt that her heart beat wildly. It was only a day. She had been completely attracted by this man.

Zhang wennian has never been an amorous woman. She even has some indifference to some pursuers around her. Her parents died and her soul sect fell. In her heart of only ten years old, she planted the seeds of hatred.

Fortunately, over the past 15 years, Qingshan village has been united as a family, and Zhang wennian is regarded as the saint of the soul sect and the successor of the future soul sect.

Otherwise, Zhang wennian may also become a woman blinded by hatred.

Emotionally, she never casually. At this moment, Jiang Wuchen in front of her made her realize that she should really meet the right person.

Big beard said, "Lord, this is the four elders of my soul Zong Qingshan village, uncle Gui Qi, uncle Gao Er, brother Liang San and old four!"

"Mr. Cang?" Jiang Wuchen was surprised and couldn't help looking at the relatively young woman. She was the only woman among the four Dharma protectors. Her long hair was pulled up high, wearing a headscarf, and her eyebrows were cold from thousands of miles away.

Her first impression of Jiang Wuchen is the old widow in the boudoir

In fact, Jiang Wuchen's intuition is very accurate. Teacher Cang is really a widow.

The beard said, "it's old four."

"Oh, oh." Jiang Wuchen nodded, and a great female teacher Cang from Dongyi came to mind. She made great contributions to the Enlightenment of Chinese youth, and now she is pregnant, which makes people sigh.

Bearded said, "I've been walking outside all year to find forces that can help my soul sect. In Qingshan village, the four elders are the foundation. They have good soul power... Cough, of course, they can't compare with the sect leader."

These four people do have a certain soul power, but the soul power is not high. Only Yuanchong realm is similar to Jiang Wuchen before promotion.

You know, they are the Dharma guardians of the soul sect! Those who specialize in soul cultivation are not high.

Jiang Wuchen nodded to the four.

Just now, Jiang Wuchen can urge the muddy sky wheel and master it flexibly. From this point, he is stronger than the four people.

Moreover, he is also a person highly praised by the beard. From the dementia eyes of the young lady, he has been fascinated by this person. The soul sect really needs someone to lead, and agrees with Jiang Wuchen.

The old man said, "I heard that the young lady has had a relationship with the Lord in order to awaken the Lord!"

It's quite private. I'm afraid she dares to say it on this occasion.

"The woman has suffered a lot in her life. Her body is more important than everything. Miss is the saint of my soul sect. Now her body is broken, and the saint's identity can no longer exist. Please give her a title!"

"Er, this..." Jiang Wuchen couldn't help looking at Zhang wennian. They had a relationship, but they haven't even said a word up to now. What's the position? This clearly makes Jiang Wuchen marry Zhang wennian.

Moreover, the old widow, Mr. Cang, is not easy to provoke at first sight. If she doesn't agree, I'm sure she will settle with Jiang Wuchen with a knife.

Of course, she will not be Jiang Wuchen's opponent. I'm afraid she will injure herself in front of Jiang Wuchen. At that time, Jiang Wuchen will not be able to step down.

Zhang wennian blushed and said, "aunt four, what are you talking about? Why are you so worried about such a thing? I don't agree!" he turned and ran away quickly.

She not only disagreed, but saw Jiang Wuchen's embarrassment. Her heart suddenly felt sad, but think about it, everything is reasonable again.

"Miss?" the old four hurriedly chased after him.

The beard shook his head and said, "women's shortsightedness! The patriarch is a loving and righteous man. Can he abandon everything? Abandon literary ideas?"

"Yes, I firmly believe that the Lord will not." Uncle Gui Qi, an old man with white beard, said, "I swear here that if the Lord is like this, I will die and apologize."

Jiang Wuchen smiled bitterly and quarreled with these old people. He felt that his IQ was not enough. At present, he said, "although wennian and I have a relationship, we are not familiar with each other. Jiang Wuchen is not unreasonable. We must give wennian an explanation about this."

Several people nodded one after another.

Beard said, "it's better to hit the sun than choose a day. It's still early. Inform everyone in the village to hold a meeting immediately and announce the patriarch."

"Yes!" said the remaining three elders.

Several people went out to inform people. Burying Aibo came to Jiang Wuchen with some embarrassment.

Jiang Wuchen looked at him and shook his head. He didn't want to receive less waves at all, but thanks to him all the way. From this point, we can see that he always maintained a kind heart in his heart.

"What's your original name?" Jiang Wuchen asked.

This time, Bo Shao didn't dare to hide his love, but he didn't say it. Instead, he took a wooden stick and wrote it on the ground.

"Hei... Bo." Jiang Wuchen read it and looked up at Bo Shao, "your surname is Hei?"

Bo Shao shook his head and then said awkwardly, "this word is black, but it is congratulated in his surname! It's rare. I don't usually say it to outsiders."

Jiang Wuchen nodded and said, "I thought the relationship between you and me in Qingyun temple was passing by. I didn't think there was this fate. Would you like to follow me in the future?"

Bo Shao couldn't wait. He knelt on the ground with a puff. His eyes were red and said excitedly, "yes."

Just now, the scene of Jiang Wuchen flying around in the sky has shocked Bo Shao. He is very envious of Jiang Wuchen's one pillar sky holding Kung Fu.

Jiang Wuchen said, "well, get up. From now on, you will be my seventh disciple. Before you, I have six disciples, the eldest disciple Xiaocui, the second disciple Wenxi, the third disciple Yuqiu, the fourth disciple teacher, the fifth disciple scar Zi and the sixth disciple Haiyuan!"