Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

"Great-grandfather, second uncle." When everyone returned to the Ice and Fire Liangyi Eye, Zhu Wuneng was the first to greet them and greeted Zhu Hongzhen and Zhu Yanfeng respectfully.

Yes, Zhu Wuneng is Chen Xiaojun’s unofficial follower, no, he is now a personal follower.

A few days ago, when Chenyu brought Zhu Yanfeng and others, he also brought Xiao Wuneng with him.

At that time, Zhu Hongzhen frowned slightly for the first time, looked at Zhu Wuneng with a round face, and asked Zhu Yanfeng in a serious tone: "Yanfeng, why did you bring Wu Neng here?"

"Dad, this..." Zhu Yanfeng was a little hesitant.

Chen Yu interrupted Zhu Yanfeng, "Uncle Hongzhen, I asked Yanfeng to bring Xiao Wu Neng over."

After some hesitation, Zhu Hongzhen looked at Chen Yu and said, "Uncle, is it inappropriate for you to allow Xiao Wu to come over?"

According to the rules set before, only people at the level of family elders can come here. Therefore, not to mention Chen Zhang, Chen Hua, Chen Wu, Zhu Tianhao and other soul saints, even Chen Jianjun, the first successor of the family, did not let them come.

Chen Xiyuan had been appointed as an elder before he came; although Chen Xun was not an elder of the family, he was the officially designated young patriarch of the family, with the same rank as an elder, and his cultivation had reached the Contra level.

Zhu Wuneng does not meet this condition. Although he is his great-grandson, he cannot break the rules. As the close followers of the clan leader, the Zhu family must consciously maintain the rules.

Chenyu looked at Zhu Hongzhen and understood his concerns.

He smiled faintly, looked at Zhu Wuneng, a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes, and then said: "Xiao Wuneng, please activate the martial spirit and show it to your great-grandfather."

Zhu Wuneng's heart trembled, he knew this was a critical moment.

He adjusted his breathing, calmed down, and then activated the soul power in his body.

The soul power circulated in the body, and finally gathered at the Central Soul Nest, where a powerful force gradually awakened, that was his martial soul.

He closed his eyes and felt the power with his heart. It was a hot and powerful force, full of vitality and kinetic energy. In his mental perception, the martial soul showed a fiery image, exuding dazzling light.

The moment Zhu Wu was able to activate his martial spirit, the entire space seemed to be shaken.

A strong air flow spurted out from Zhu Wuneng's body, and the air flow was as strong as a volcanic eruption.

Behind Zhu Wuneng, a shadow gradually emerged. It was an upright porcupine wearing hard stone armor. Each piece of stone armor shone with a cold luster.

The porcupine's eyes sparkled with wisdom. It seemed to be staring at everyone present, exuding a majestic and inviolable aura.

There is a layer of faint yellow brilliance surrounding its body. However, within this yellow brilliance, there are subtle red and blue brilliance mixed in, which seems to tell everyone the hidden power and mystery of this power.

The porcupine's hands are holding a huge nine-tooth nail rake. The nail rake seems to be perfectly integrated with the porcupine's stone armor, emitting a cold light.

Each tooth is as sharp as a razor, able to tear through any obstacles in its way, and the handle of the rake is a brilliant gem, overflowing with light, as if it has gathered all the light and power.

Zhu Wuneng stood in the field, full of confidence and determination, because his martial arts spirit - the stone-armored porcupine and the nine-tooth rake, were his most powerful backing.

He took a deep breath and then took a step forward, ready to face the challenges ahead, as if no force in the world could stop him from moving forward.

"What is this?" Zhu Hongzhen asked blankly.

"I have never seen such a martial spirit before." Chen Xiyuan added.

"Is this a weapon spirit or a beast spirit?" Chen Hanxin asked doubtfully.

"Is this a stone-armored porcupine holding a nine-tooth rake?" Ma Zhaoyang asked, pointing to the shadow behind Zhu Wuneng.

"Stone nail rake pig?" Cheng Nanxing repeated uncertainly.

"Holy shit..." Mr. Chenxiao shouted unconsciously, and complained crazily in private: "Holy shit, oh shit... Marshal Tianpeng, is he a fool? Which of the gods made this joke? Damn it. , really give me a prank."

Except for Chen Xun, Zhu Yanfeng and Ding Bingyuan who were present on the day of awakening, no one here has seen Xiao Wu Neng's martial spirit. Xiao Wu Neng has not yet registered information at the logistics center headed by Chen Hanxin.

When he woke up, Chen Yuchenxiaojun was still with the Ice and Fire Eyes, but Ma Zhaoyang and Cheng Nanxing only heard that Zhu Yanfeng, their little grandnephew, had awakened well, and Zhu Yanfeng seemed to be happy for several days.

Zhu Hongzhen felt the aura emanating from Zhu Wuneng's body and couldn't help but feel shocked.

He clearly felt that Zhu Wuneng's martial spirit was different, with its powerful strength and vitality. He couldn't help but feel gratified and proud of his great-grandson.

Zhu Wuneng felt calm in his heart. He looked at the surprised expressions of everyone and secretly felt proud of his martial spirit. He knows that this is what sets him apart and is what he can rely on in battle.

"Third Son, what kind of martial spirit is your martial spirit? Have you given a name?" Ye Xiuxin had always been quite fond of Xiao Wu, so she always called him "Third Son" affectionately.

By the way, Xiao Wuneng's appearance is more lovable to adults, and many adults like him.

"Mother, I don't know. I haven't given a name yet." Zhu Wuneng chuckled and grinned at Chen Xiaojun, "Master, your words have come true."

"What is a prophecy?" Zhu Yanfeng was a little puzzled.

"Second uncle, the young master said a few months ago that my martial soul might mutate and turn into a porcupine holding a rake."

Hearing this, everyone immediately turned their attention to Chen Xiaojun.

"I was joking at that time. I was just joking." Chenxiaojun looked at everyone with a wry smile.

"Whether it's a joke or not, it seems that Master Xiaojun and Xiao Wu Neng's new martial spirit are destined to be born. How about you give this martial spirit a new name." Zhu Yanfeng suggested.

"It's not appropriate, it's not appropriate. Your elders are all here, who's going to be with me?" Chen Xiaojun waved his hands repeatedly and secretly complained: "You are destined to be with Zhu Bajie! Your whole family is destined to be with Zhu Bajie! Hey, the Zhu family It is indeed related to pigs..."

"As Wu Neng's master, you decide what is suitable." Chen Yu's words completely settled the relationship between Chen Xiaojun and Zhu Wuneng, and it was also a reassurance for the Zhu family.

"Haha, not bad, not bad. Master Xiaojun, you are always very insightful, please help me come up with one." As a name-saver, Zhu Hongzhen highly recognized Chen Xiaojun's naming ability. At least the name of his Stone Armored Pig Emperor was chosen by him. I totally agree.

"Master, I haven't given a name for the past ten days or so, I just kept it for you." Xiao Wu Neng said with a happy smile.

"Zhu Bajie? The messenger of the Purification Altar? The small patrolling mountain wind? The small mountain whirlwind? Marshal Tianpeng?" At this time, Chen Xiaojun was still a little stunned and confused, muttering to himself, his voice getting weaker and weaker. .

"What Bajie?"

"Messenger of purifying the altar? Purifying the altar? What do you mean?"

"It just means eating the tribute, haha. Master Xiaojun, you are so interesting, very appropriate, and very meaningful."

"Mountain patrolling little whirlwind? Mountain climbing whirlwind? Xiaojun, where did you get such a funny name?"

"Marshal Tianpeng? I know Marshal. What does Tianpeng mean?"

"I know this, I know." Xiao Wu Neng shouted: "The young master said at that time that this was the marshal of the pig martial spirit. The name Tianpeng means broad-minded, the proud son of heaven, broad-minded, positive, cheerful, young There’s something to be done.”

"Oh, little Wuneng, it seems that you haven't thought about it during this period. It's been two months, and you still remember it so clearly." Chen Xiaojun couldn't help but laugh.

Xiao Wu Neng scratched his head and smiled, not feeling embarrassed at all about being exposed.

"It seems that Xiao Wu likes the name Tianpeng Marshal. Tianpeng Marshal, well, the marshal of the pig-like martial spirit. This is a good name. He deserves to be Master Xiaojun. That's it." Mr. Zhu Hongzhen clapped his hands. , nodded.

"Marshal Tianpeng, Zhu Wuneng, you still haven't escaped this fateful name." Chen Xiaojun secretly held his forehead and thought.