"Wow!"

There was an uproar in the hall.

"No way?"

"Son of Uncle Chen?"

Everyone in the hall showed an incredible look, including Yi Tianfeng just now, who was shocked.

"What, are you the son of your second brother?" In front of the hall, Yi Xuan, who had been silent for a long time, couldn't sit still. He immediately walked off the seat and a gleam of light appeared in his eyes.

In Shen Lang's eyes, Yi Xuan's back gave him an extremely tall illusion.

The momentum of a powerful man in the virtual realm can make people unforgettable to see.

"I am the son of Chen Canghai." Shen Lang said immediately.

"Hahaha, OK! As expected, he looks seventy-sixth-century like his second brother, so he should be undoubtedly." Yi Xuan laughed, with a look of surprise on his face.

"I have seen the ancestor." Shen Lang bowed and bowed.

"Get up. Since I am the son of my second brother, you don't have to think that I am an outsider. Just call me Uncle Xuan!" Yi Xuan arrived in front of Shen Lang at some point and helped him up.

Shen Lang is the first to be able to receive such treatment in front of Yi Xuan.

"Okay, Uncle Xuan!"

Although he and Yi Xuan were probably a few hundred years apart, Yi Xuan said so, and Shen Lang did not be pretentious anymore.

Yi Xuan's eyes showed a hint of admiration. Shen Lang was so young that his cultivation had already broken through the realm of transformation. If he could be cultivated, his future would be limitless!

Shen Lang asked excitedly: "Uncle Xuan, where is my father?"

"What a pity, my second brother has not returned from home and is not in the family now. But there is no need to worry about my nephew. The second brother should return to the Yi family in a few days. Then you two father and son will recognize each other. My Yi family will invite a banquet and send a wide invitation!" Yi Xuan patted Shen Lang's shoulder and said passionately.

Seeing Yi Xuan showing such an excited expression, Shen Lang's favor for the Yi family ancestor increased a lot. It seemed that his father and Yi Xuan had a very strong relationship.

"This is really a great joy." Yi Tianfeng also applauded.^

"Yes, we don't even know that Uncle Chen has a son."

The people in the hall started to talk, and many elders of the Yi family started to talk enthusiastically with Shen Lang.

"Nephew Shen Lang, how old are you? Where have you been practicing all these years?" Yi Tianfeng asked.

"My nephew is 23 years old this year. He has been practicing in the secular world in the foreign land before." Shen Lang replied with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall was dumbfounded.

"At the age of 23, isn't that comparable to the peerless genius of the Ouyang family with the dragon roar body?"

"I am worthy of being the son of Uncle Chen. Such a talent is amazing!"

"No, the secular world of the outside world? Isn't that a barren land with extremely thin air? Can you cultivate to the realm of transformation?"

Everyone looked shocked, it was really unbelievable, and some elders even expressed doubts.

"My nephew Shen Lang is indeed 23 years old. My second brother mentioned this to me before. It's so lucky to have such a talented son." Yi Xuan smiled.

Shen Lang said modestly: "Uncle Xuan praised it, but my nephew is just lucky."

The elders of Zhongyi family also like Shen Lang the more they like. They have the cultivation level of transformation at such a young age, and their qualifications are against the will of heaven. They can still be unpride and calm and calm.

He is simply a handsome talent!

"Uncle Xuan, and all elders, and I have some things to tell you about," Shen Lang said immediately.

"My nephew, don't have to be so gentle. We are not outsiders, just tell me if you have something to do." Yi Xuan said with a smile.

Shen Lang nodded and said everything that happened before.

Including the news that Ibuki Yuki was hunted by the Palace of Paradise and their experience of escaping.

However, considering that he was just a new arrival, it would be better to be careful, Shen Lang did not tell the story of the mother and son dragon teeth dart.

"What happened?" Yi Xuan's face suddenly became gloomy.

"The Palace of Paradise is simply too bullying!"

"Yes, how could there be such a shameless sect!"

All the elders of the Yi family showed indignation and cursed.

Yi Chuxue bowed and said, "Grandpa, thanks to Brother Chen and Senior Hua's rescue along the way, Sister Luo Xue and I were able to return to the Yi family safely. Otherwise, we would have been kidnapped by the people from the Jile Palace."

"I haven't asked this girl yet?" Yi Xuan's eyes fell on Hua Ziling.

Hua Ziling immediately clasped her fists and said, "My younger generation Hua Ziling, have seen the ancestor of the Yi family."

Yi Xuan nodded slightly and said, "Since you have been hunted down by the Jile Palace, you might as well stay in the Yi family to ensure you are safe and worry-free."

"Thank you, ancestor." Hua Ziling said with gratitude.

"Uncle Tianfeng, that... Sister Chuxue and Sister Luoxue are stranded in the secular world. It's better to be in jail." Shen Lang scratched his head and said.

Yi Tianfeng nodded, then looked at Yi Chuxue and Yun Luoxue with serious eyes: "For the sake of nephew Shen Lang's plea for you, I will spare you once! Thank you Chen Wei!"

"Thank you, Brother Chen!" the two women shouted in unison.

"It's okay, it's okay." Shen Lang waved his hands repeatedly.

The etiquette of these big families really made him unable to stand it.

Just as noon approached, the Yi family held a banquet and introduced Shen Lang to all the children of the family. Everyone knew Shen Lang's name and knew that the other party was the son of the second uncle.

The banquet was very lively, and many younger men and women pointed at Shen Lang.

Shen Lang has handsome facial features, a sword on his back, and an extraordinary demeanor. He is worthy of being a father and son with Shen Canghai, and the two were almost carved from the same mold.

Seeing that Shen Lang was quite handsome, a group of little girls had bright eyes.

"So handsome!"

"Yes, it's very similar to the momentum of the second uncle!"

"I heard that he is also a master of Transformation Realm, so I must chase him!"

But there are still some unruly children of the family who disdained Shen Lang.

The main reason is that Shen Lang, a newly emerging newcomer, was able to be received by the ancestor Yi Xuan with such a high standard, which made some of the children of the Yi family who are usually conceited and feel a little unbalanced.

"Senior Brother Yi Fei, the son of this second uncle is also in the realm stage of cultivation. The other party is still so young, it seems that he will be overwhelmed by you in the future." On a banquet table, a young martial arts cultivator said to a young man with a cold expression.

"Hmph, what can martial arts practitioners from the secular world have? They practice fast, but they may not be able to be strong." A trace of disdain flashed in the cold young man's eyes.

The person who spoke was the number one master of the younger generation of the Yi family, Yi Fei.

Yi Fei practiced to the early stage of transformation at the age of 40. He can be regarded as a genius of a generation. He is a rare genius in the Nai family for hundreds of years. He looks young and handsome.

"That's right, Senior Brother Yi Fei's seven-injury fist is almost Mahayana. How could that be called a boy Shen Lang be the opponent of Senior Brother? The martial arts practitioners who come from the world are probably all practicing some garbage skills, right?" Another young disciple said.

"Senior Brother Yi Fei, the two tribes of Mount Sumeru will soon be able to fight. Shen Lang will probably participate. You can take the opportunity to eliminate his aura!" said another martial artist.

"That's the point! No matter how well the ancestor treats him, the boy named Shen Lang is not surnamed Yi. I will let him know this." Yi Fei said contemptuously.
Chapter completed!