Daoist Priest Qian He Arrives! Maoshan's Young Generation Spars!

"Junior Disciple Brother!"

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes walked out of the house to greet them, with Jia Le and Lin Fan following closely behind.

Master Yixiu, seeing visitors, followed along.

"Senior Disciple Brother."

Daoist Priest Qian He smiled slightly and performed a fist-and-palm salute to Daoist Priest Four-Eyes.

"Junior Disciple Brother."

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes returned the salute with a nod.

"Uncle-Master."

Lin Fan and Jia Le spoke in unison, not forgetting to lower their hands slightly as they saluted.

Daoist Priest Qian He's eyes suddenly lit up: "It's truly been a long time, Nephew-Disciple Lin Fan."

"I didn't expect to run into you here. Dong, Xi, Nan, Bei, hurry up and come greet him."

"Senior Disciple Brother."

"Hello, Senior Disciple Brother, it's been a long time."

Voices rose from all around.

Behind Daoist Priest Qian He stood his four disciples.

They all lined up and performed a fist-and-palm salute to Lin Fan.

"It's been a long time, A Dong, A Xi, A Nan, A Bei."

Lin Fan replied politely.

"Daoist Priest Qian He, it's been a while."

Suddenly, Master Yixiu emerged from the crowd with a smile.

"Ah, Master Yixiu. It's been a long time, a long time indeed."

"Hey, hey, hey. Why are we stopping here? We still have to travel."

Before Master Yixiu could respond, a sharp voice called out.

"Steward Wu, we've run out of glutinous rice. I need to borrow some from my Senior Disciple Brother just in case."

Daoist Priest Qian He called back towards his followers.

The young boy in the sedan chair spoke: "Attendant Wu, everyone is tired. Let's rest here for a bit."

As his voice fell, Attendant Wu lowered his head as if obeying an order.

"Understood, Seventy-One Prince. Then everyone shall rest for a moment."

Attendant Wu replied subserviently.

Immediately, the group put down their belongings.

And stopped to rest in the vicinity.

"Jia Le, hurry back and get some glutinous rice for your Uncle-Master."

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes waved his hand and instructed.

Upon hearing this, Jia Le immediately walked back into the house.

"Junior Disciple Brother, what's inside here?"

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes asked, puzzled and with a confused expression.

"Indeed, it's..."

Before Daoist Priest Qian He could answer.

A shout came from not too far away.

"Uncle-Master, the glutinous rice is here!"

Jia Le ran over with the glutinous rice, interrupting the conversation between the two senior brothers.

Jia Le quickly stepped forward and handed the glutinous rice over.

As Daoist Priest Qian He took the glutinous rice.

A hint of joy appeared on his face, and he said with a smile, "Congratulations, Senior Disciple Brother."

"I didn't expect Jia Le to have already reached Houtian Realm, eighth level."

"Truly a cause for celebration, a cause for celebration."

Jia Le looked a little embarrassed and scratched his head.

He then mustered his courage and said proudly, "Uncle-Master, this is nothing. Just a small matter, a small matter."

As his words fell.

Jia Le was met head-on with a pat on his forehead.

People compare themselves to others and feel like dead people.

Compare goods and they get thrown away.

When will I ever be able to make a name for myself!

If you can't make a name, at least open your eyes.

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes scolded him, as if he couldn't be molded into steel, "You, you, I really don't know if I should call you stupid."

"Or if you're simple-minded, haven't you noticed that A Dong."

"Has already broken through to Xiantian Realm first level heaven?"

After speaking, Jia Le looked up.

His eyes suddenly filled with surprise.

These people, aren't they all Xiantian Realm first level.

Or Houtian Realm ninth level, and one is even more outrageous.

In this world, is living already this difficult?

Am I the only one who hasn't amounted to anything?

"Hahaha. Master, stop teasing Senior Disciple Brother."

A proud sound of joy came from the southeast and northwest behind them.

"Jia Le, don't make a fuss."

"It's just Xiantian Realm first level heaven, you'll be there soon if you work a little harder."

Daoist Priest Qian He gave him a confident look.

He patted Jia Le's shoulder.

"What's there to be surprised about? Maybe I would have been startled before."

"Yesterday I was so shocked I flipped over, what else can startle me."

Jia Le pouted.

He said in a low voice, annoyed.

A Dong next to him listened intently, his ears sharp.

Hearing Jia Le's muttering and his dismissive tone, he was slightly displeased.

He immediately said teasingly, "Master is right, Senior Disciple Brother Jia Le has good talent."

"If you're a little more diligent, who knows... maybe you really can catch up!"

A Dong didn't forget to emphasize his tone at the end.

After speaking.

He quickly returned Jia Le's gaze with two dismissive looks.

Jia Le, seeing this, refused to back down.

"Tch! You really think Xiantian Realm first level heaven."

"Is some great accomplishment, you've never seen what the big snake did."

Jia Le retorted unconvinced.

He suddenly extended a hand and pulled Lin Fan directly in front of him.

He pointed and said again, "Look, Senior Disciple Brother is the most amazing."

"You're far from it, understand? See what talent is."

"What diligence is, what the fact that you can never catch up to."

As his voice fell.

Suddenly, everyone looked at Lin Fan in confusion.

Daoist Priest Qian He looked intently.

Sensing Lin Fan's aura.

A majestic aura firmly enveloped him.

Suddenly like a fierce beast.

Then it was as gentle as a flowing stream.

With a turn of events, Daoist Priest Qian He's eyes sharpened.

Could it be that this kid has already broken through that barrier!

Otherwise, how could his aura be so pure.

"I don't feel anything, Senior Disciple Brother's aura seems to be about the same as mine."

A Dong said indifferently.

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes looked at them as if they were ignorant.

That's true, it would be a ghost if they could tell.

After all, they were only at Xiantian Realm first heaven, how could they tell anything?

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes took a step forward and reached out.

Then he patted Lin Fan's shoulder.

He smiled and said, "Kids, learn from him."

"Your Senior Disciple Brother Lin Fan is already at Xiantian Realm fourth heaven."

"If you can sense it, then you've truly seen a ghost."

As the words fell.

Everyone looked at Lin Fan in astonishment.

Their eyes widened round and large.

Staring intently with disbelief.

Hanging high on their faces.

A Dong was so shocked he felt dizzy.

He couldn't stop the fear in his heart.

In Maoshan, he was already considered very talented.

Everyone in the younger generation of the sect admired him greatly.

He had always been a role model for others to learn from.

He was also the Master's pride to this day.

All the Martial Uncles and Martial Brothers praised him highly.

But the person in front of him.

This Senior Disciple Brother whom he hadn't seen in a long time.

Why was he so terrifying, Xiantian Realm fourth heaven?

That was a realm he didn't even dare to imagine.

What year is it today?

"Master, Senior Disciple Brother Lin Fan is really... at Xiantian Realm fourth heaven?"

A Bei asked Daoist Priest Qian He in disbelief.

Daoist Priest Qian He sighed, shook his head, and stepped forward.

He spoke to everyone, "You're wrong, Senior Brother, you've also misjudged."

"Junior Nephew Lin Fan is probably not at Xiantian Realm fourth heaven."

"Oh my, me, as his Senior Brother."

"Could I misjudge? I just verified it yesterday!"

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes looked like he was about to fight.

He rolled up his sleeves and walked forward.

Wanting to discipline Daoist Priest Qian He.

"Hey, listen to me finish."

"Junior Nephew Lin Fan has already broken through that threshold."

"He should be at Xiantian Realm fifth heaven now."

Daoist Priest Qian He said firmly.