The Peerless Dragon of Tang Sect Shocks the World

Chapter 4 Secrets of the Rich Family

The square at Tai Chi Peak is very wide. The young man made a slight estimate and felt that it was as big as two or three football fields in his previous life.

Directly north of the square is a hall nine feet high and more than thirty feet long.

It's called Tai Chi Hall.

The entire body of the temple is made of solid spiritual wood to stabilize the spiritual energy veins of this place.

As soon as he entered the main hall, Jiang Shuo felt that the pores all over his body suddenly opened.

An ultimate sense of comfort swept through my body.

He had the urge to sit down and practice some exercises.

The urge was quite strong, completely instinctive in his six-year-old body.

Suddenly, several eyes came together and hit the young man directly. They were uncles who were over 100 years old.

Although these people are their elders, they are also old antiques who stick to their hierarchy.

Jiang Shuo collected himself and suppressed this impulse to prevent making a fool of himself.

"Xiao Shuo is here?"

"Not bad. I heard that the martial soul awakened yesterday and you were the only one with full innate soul power?"

"I remember that our sect has not had full innate soul power for more than three years. It is rare."

Seeing the young man coming, the uncles and titled Douluo immediately shifted their gaze to the front.

One of them said with a smile.

As soon as one person spoke, someone else immediately answered.

"It's a pity that he is a gun-type martial spirit and has not inherited our clan's powerful Taixu Xuanlong."

"Isn't that right? Tell me, the dignified young master of the Taixu Sect, what does it look like to be out of trouble with a silver gun!"

"Alas! According to me, the eldest brother should not have married Sister-in-law Chen Yuan in the first place. Even if he did, he should not have been the first wife. The head of the most powerful sect in the world now has an only son? It's not decent. It's not decent." "

Jiang Shuo's mother, Chen Yuan, was also present, but Jiang Yuanshi hadn't arrived yet, and she wasn't named Jiang, so she stood with the young Jiang Shuo.

Although she is not weak in strength, she is actually a little helpless towards these brothers-in-law who are naturally arrogant and claim to be the descendants of gods.

On the one hand, the Supreme Elder is still there, and her husband Yuanshi Douluo is not the strongest in the sect.

On the other hand, although she was the wife of the sect master, she was from a foreign surname. These people did not dare to scold her openly, but secretly said that her martial soul soul-breaking gun was not good.

Jiang Shuo steadied his body and raised his fair forehead to look at the second uncle who spoke, a ninety-three-level titled Douluo.

"My martial spirit is the Silver Spear. Although it has never appeared in the history of the mainland, it can make my father's Taixu Xuanlong give way. Can it be a weak martial spirit? Uncle Wutang is totally wrong."

Then, he looked at the third level 92 agility-type titled Douluo who secretly said that his mother was not worthy of being the sect leader's wife, with a slightly cold expression on his face:

"Uncle Liutang said these treasonous words in front of Grandpa's Tai Chi Hall. Isn't it a little presumptuous? My mother married my father with my grandfather's verbal consent. Why, Uncle Liutang has an opinion? Then why didn't he come in front of Grandpa? Say, but you want to mock me secretly while my father is not around?"

As soon as the cold and aggressive rhetorical questions were uttered, the faces of the two sinister uncles turned dark instantly.

Chen Yuan was originally a little angry, but because of Taixu Douluo in the hall, he didn't get angry.

Now he turned to look at his six-year-old son in shock.

I found that there was a trace of natural pride on the young man's face, and he did not feel timid at all because he was facing a powerful uncle.

Her heart was suddenly touched.

A warm current slowly flowed through her heart, and a trace of imperceptible relief suddenly appeared on her dignified and elegant yet beautiful oval face.

Son, grow up.

Being questioned and retorted by a six-year-old junior, the two uncles who spoke looked a little embarrassed.

Especially Uncle Liu Tang who spoke last, his face was almost as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Boy! Have you ever spoken to your uncle like this?"

"No matter what, I am also your elder, the elder of the family! Even if you say something wrong, you should be careful to correct me instead of asking such a high-sounding question." Uncle Liu's voice deepened and his eyes narrowed.

A hint of the pressure of the Titled Douluo overflowed from his body, pressing towards the young man intentionally or unintentionally.

Even before he grew up, he was so disrespectful to his uncle who was a titled Douluo.

What if you grow up and inherit the position of sect leader by chance? !

Jiang Shuo's soul power was keen, and he felt the coercion as soon as it came out.

But he will not take a step back, because behind him is his mother.

It is also his dignity as the young sect leader.

He gritted his teeth, straightened his chest again, and the silver-white true energy suddenly burst out, trying to resist the pressure that came from him.

The other uncles present had different expressions. Some were hesitant to speak, some wanted to stop him, and some were just sitting back and watching.

The family is too big, and it's impossible for people's hearts to not be a little shaken.

Those who want to help are blocked by those who want to see a good show, and in the end the two parties cancel each other out.

Some people are eager to see the young sect leader suppressed, and then... come up with their own children.

The pressure of the titled Douluo was so close that Jiang Shuo felt an overwhelming aura, like a savage beast.

Suddenly his heart beat like thunder, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

Chen Yuan's face darkened, and he grabbed the young man's shoulders to lift him behind him.

Jiang Shuo shook his head and whispered: "They don't dare to hurt me, so let me do it myself this time."

"Mother, this is the suffering that a young sect leader should endure."

Chen Yuan was suddenly stunned. The little boy in front of him seemed to have an indescribable sense of heroism.

Just like her husband once had it, but now it has been annihilated.

"Shuo'er..."

The young man's face was solemn, his chest was puffed out, and he stood proudly in the square.

Uncle Liu Tang looked a little embarrassed. With his level 92 strength, he was unable to overwhelm Jiang Shuo in one go.

Feeling ashamed and angry, he was about to increase his strength.

suddenly.

"cough!"

A powerful cough came, and the young man suddenly felt relieved from all the pressure in his body.

A figure appeared out of thin air in front of the mother and son who were under pressure.

His tall body blocked all incoming gazes.

Yuanshi Douluo, Jiang Yuanshi.

Arriving late, he narrowed his eyes and kept scanning the dozens of people on the field, his blood brothers and sisters.

A pressure that was incomparable to those present suddenly erupted from Jiang Yuanshi's tall body and swept across the entire Tai Chi Palace Square.

A low voice sounded like a boulder: "Do you have any objections to the position of the sect master's wife and the young master?"

"If there is any, say it on the spot and let this sect see it."

……

The pressure of a ninety-eighth-level titled Douluo is enough to shake the sky, and Jiang Yuanshi, who is both the master of a sect and the eldest son, has a natural aura of a superior.

His eyes turned around, and no one dared to meet him.

"No, no, absolutely not!"

"I was just joking with my sister-in-law and nephew. Don't take it to heart, brother."

The uncle who was the first to speak just now stood up and started laughing.

He was just sighing with emotion before, not mocking, so Jiang Yuanshi didn't look at him, but looked at the other two cousins.

The two titled Douluo who spoke last had their faces twitching and slowly lowered their heads.

"Brother, I'm sorry. It's my younger brother who talks too much. I will take this as a warning in the future..."

……

Jiang Yuanshi's expression softened slightly and he stopped holding on.

After all, he is not only a husband and father, but also the head of a clan.

Seeing this, the uncles looked away, smiled, and pretended that nothing happened.

However, how can the undercurrent hidden in the heart dissipate so easily.

……

Jiang Yuanshi turned his head, walked slowly to the eldest son's side, and held his shoulders that were bent due to pressure.

"Stand up straight, man, and act like a man!" He said solemnly.

"Yes, father!" Jiang Shuo straightened his back again and looked directly at the uncles next to him without hesitation.

The Douluo of Taixu Sect no longer looked at the young man, but pretended to laugh unintentionally while chatting.