Chapter 923 Taking Advantage

In front of the Bailian Hall.

Not long after Chixing Daojun entered, he walked out in disgrace and looked up at Su Zimo with a sad expression.

Su Zimo didn't know what was going on in the hall, and was a little embarrassed when Daojun Chixing looked at him like this.

"well."

Chixing Daojun sighed in his heart, thinking of his master's scolding, he could only come to Su Zimo honestly.

Under the gaze of Nangong Ling's three disciples, he bowed slightly, held the junior ceremony, took a deep breath, and said: "Red Star, pay homage to my junior uncle."

After saying this, Chixing Daojun felt his cheeks burning, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Even though he didn't look up, Daojun Chixing could guess the current expressions of Nangong Ling and the others!

Su Zimo is so smart.

In a flash of thought, he guessed that Lord Chixing must have been taught a lesson by Lord Jihuo in the hall.

Su Zimo didn't take seniority seriously.

What's more, he is young and has a low level of cultivation. Now that he has taken such a huge advantage, he feels a little embarrassed.

Su Zimo quickly stepped forward, helped Daojun Chixing up, and said: "It doesn't have to be like this. If you don't mind, senior, just call me by my name."

"This is not okay."

Lord Chixing shook his head.

Although he was unhappy and unconvinced from the bottom of his heart, he and his sect took the seniority etiquette very seriously and could not mess with the rules.

Nangong Ling and the other two people were looking at it in confusion, and they were stunned for a while.

How could it be that in such a blink of an eye, their master had to bow to Mo Ling and call him uncle?

If it were really based on seniority, wouldn't they have to call Mo Ling uncle?

"Master, Master!"

Ruxuan hurriedly came up and couldn't help but ask: "What's going on? Isn't Mo Ling your junior brother? Why did he suddenly become your senior uncle?"

Chixing Daojun felt aggrieved, glared, and scolded: "There are so many problems, just leave them alone!"

Then, he stopped Ruxuan and the other three, and said in a deep voice: "Listen, we have to change our names from now on. This is your great-uncle!"

"Our seniority has been lost again..."

Nangong Ling and the other three looked at each other and cursed in their hearts. Without much hesitation, they bowed to Su Zimo and shouted: "Greetings, great uncle!"

Uncle Master, Uncle Master is just a title to them, it doesn't matter.

Because, in the hearts of the three of them, Su Zimo has been accepted.

On the other hand, Chixing Daojun stood by and was worried.

Chixing Daojun glanced around and saw that Baiyan Daojun next to him was about to take the opportunity to slip away. He quickly stepped forward and pulled him over.

"Don't run away either, we are of the same generation, you have to call me uncle!"

Chixing Daojun found a friend and felt better, with an expression of gloating.

Daojun Baiyan is the sect leader of Bailian Sect, and he has a distinguished status. It is harder for him to say "Master-Uncle".

"Little uncle."

Forced by the situation, he could only bite the bullet and shout.

"Huh?"

At this moment, Ruxuan, fearing that the world would not be in chaos, came over and asked pretending to be confused: "Uncle is just uncle, what is a junior uncle? How can he be younger?"

Chixing Daojun blushed.

These were the words he had just scolded Ruxuan and the three of them. Unexpectedly, the situation had changed, but Ruxuan came to squeeze them.

"You're young, what's wrong!"

Chixing Daojun frowned and argued with a red face: "I am only over a hundred years old, and I am still young. There is nothing wrong with calling me Junior Uncle!"

In his heart, it seems that this "little" word is the last dignity he can strive for.

Su Zimo smiled and said: "You two seniors don't have to do this. If there are others around, you two seniors can just call me by your name."

This can be regarded as a big step forward for the two of Chixing Daojun.

Otherwise, in front of many disciples, as the leader of a sect, you have to salute a more than one hundred year old Nascent Soul Lord, which is really unspeakable.

"Thank you for that, little uncle."

Chixing Daojun smiled and agreed.

"It's nothing, I'll go back first."

Su Zimo said goodbye, turned and left.

If he stays here, it will only increase the embarrassment.

Nangong Ling and the other three also bowed and said goodbye.

Daojun Chixing and Daojun Baiyan stood at the door of the hall, looking at each other.

What happened this morning was so magical.

Somehow, there was an extra uncle between the two of them...

"If you are asked to recognize this uncle, you must be unconvinced."

At this moment, the voice of Lord Jihuo sounded in the minds of the two of them.

"Don't dare."

Chixing Daojun shook his head quickly, fearing that he would be taught a lesson by Jihuo Daojun again.

Taojun Bai Yan also said: "It's nothing. Since he is your disciple, he is our uncle according to his seniority."

Jihuo Daojun laughed and said: "You said you don't dare, which means you are really unconvinced."

Chixing Daojun remained silent, which was regarded as acquiescence.

Jihuo Dao Lord did not reprimand him anymore, but just asked: "Do you think that Nangong Ling and the others were lucky enough to come back safe and sound this time? They met some peerless master who came to the rescue and left without even leaving their names. Already?"

"That is how the matter?"

Chixing Daojun was stunned for a moment, then grinned and said: "Master, you don't want to say that it was Mo Ling... my junior uncle who rescued me, right?"

"He is the True Lord of the Nascent Soul. Even if he is powerful in battle and can suppress the geniuses on the Vision List, can he fight against the Lord of Faxiang?"

Daojun Baiyan also nodded, obviously not believing that Su Zimo was responsible for this matter.

This is simply a fantasy!

Ji Huo Daojun said calmly: "Although I don't know the specific circumstances, this matter must be related to Mo Ling!"

If there is anyone on the Tianhuang Continent who knows Su Zimo’s abilities best.

Jihuo Daojun is definitely one of them!

Chixing Daojun looked at each other. Although they didn't refute, they didn't agree in their hearts.

Jihuo Daojun added: "Perhaps, if you two know his true identity, your impression will change. Perhaps, you will believe what I say."

The two Dao Lords were moved in their hearts.

Chixing Daojun asked: "Master, who is Mo Ling's true identity?"

"We can't say yet."

Jihuo Daojun said in a deep voice: "However, I guess that with his temperament, it won't be long before his identity can be hidden!"

Listening to what Jihuo Daojun said, Chixing Daojun and the other two were even more curious.

How could a Nascent Soul True Lord have such an identity that Jihuo Dao Lord valued him so much?

Jihuo Taoist sighed deeply and said meaningfully: "One day, you will realize that you have taken a big advantage by allowing you to recognize him as your uncle today!"

"ah?"

Chixing Daojun was even more puzzled.

Why is this getting more and more outrageous?

Lord Jihuo Dao said: "Go ahead and prepare for the Qianhe Tea Party in a month. The spiritual materials for my bone forging and body casting are almost ready. After the tea party, I will prepare to rebuild my physical body!"

Chixing Daojun and the other two resigned.

Before they had gone far, Jihuo Taoist Lord's voice sounded again, saying: "By the way, the book Mo Ling was reading was not some random miscellaneous book, but the Heavenly Sword Art, one of the three great sword art in ancient times! "

"Little Huzi, your tone is so loud, you are not afraid of touching your tongue!"

"Heavenly Killing Sword Technique!"

Chixing Daojun shuddered and was alone in the wind.