Tang Feng didn't care at all about Jingjie's reaction and continued to walk in the direction of others.
The patriarch glanced at Jing Jie with a puzzled look. He had some doubts about his immobility, but at the moment, he didn't have much leisure to look after his situation.
Tang Feng came towards him, which made him nervous and suddenly increased a few points.
Tang Feng looked at the calligraphy and painting on the wall, his eyes fell on the middle of a word.
This is a cursive script with a title.
Tang Feng has never seen this word before. The name of the signer, Yu Guanhai, is quite strange.
Tang Feng knows all the calligraphy and paintings hanging around this picture. They are all works of famous artists from ancient times to the present. Many of the ink treasures of the signers on them are priced from tens of millions in the auction house.
Tang Feng knows a lot about history. He knows a little bit about these literary men who are a little famous. They are totally unfamiliar. They must be not famous. More likely, they are ordinary people.
However, how can an ordinary person's calligraphy and painting be hung in a clan like qinghongzong?
It is a large gate that has been handed down for thousands of years in history. There must be a considerable number of treasures in this gate. The calligraphy and paintings of some ancient masters are not rare.
When Tang Feng looked at it, his heart was clear. With a smile on his lips, he said in a very relaxed tone: "this word is vigorous and powerful. It's also very generous. It seems that you, the patriarch of the Song Dynasty, are quite literary."
"How do you know that this was the work of our first patriarch?" The voice of the patriarch was somewhat surprised, "do you know the name of Shizu?"
Tang Feng laughed but said nothing.
In these places, among the many famous calligraphers and painters, the name of a non famous calligrapher and painter hanging in the middle, besides being the first patriarch of this clan, who else could it be?
His attitude made the patriarch's heart beat even more.
At the moment, he was a little uneasy because he could not see the depth of Tang Feng's cultivation. At the moment, he saw that Tang Feng seemed to know what happened to their first patriarch, and he couldn't find out the situation of Tang Feng.
Yu Guanhai was the patriarch of this sect thousands of years ago. He was the master of his master. In his generation, he was called Shizu.
At the moment, the patriarch can't completely believe that Tang Feng and his ancestors, according to their cultivation, can live over a thousand years, at least above the golden elixir.
Even if he felt that Tang Feng's accomplishments were not low, the patriarch would never think that there would be monks in the golden elixir period in this world.
Tang Feng turned around, looked at the patriarch, and said to him, "you are not a sect that focuses on studying the Dharma array. Why do you put most of your thoughts on such things?"
The patriarch didn't answer. He just frowned and stared at Tang Feng.
From the appearance of Tang Feng, every question he asked Tang Feng, Tang Feng did not answer, but constantly threw out new questions to him, and each new question would make the patriarch's mind more confused, and he also doubted Tang Feng's identity.
When the patriarch was thinking about the countermeasures, there was a sound of walking in the courtyard outside the assembly hall.
Not long after, the visitor had already arrived at the door and was about to bow down to give a speech. But when he saw the situation in front of him, he was stunned.
The people who came here look younger, no more than 30 years old. They dress up like all the disciples. They look at the belt around their waist. They are also the disciples handed down by the patriarch.
Tang Feng glanced at the man and saw that he was only the second level of cultivation and refining Qi. Obviously, he didn't have a long time to start. He was also a lower level disciple in the sect. According to the truth, he was not qualified to come here, and he was not qualified to participate in the discussion of these people.
Well, his arrival at this moment must be something to announce.
The patriarch frowned at the untimely appearance of the disciple.
Now in front of Tang Feng, he needs to put all his mind on it. How can he care about other things?
But he also knew that ordinary disciples would not come to the assembly hall at such an important time. There must be something important when he came.
With a leisurely look on his face, Tang Feng made a gesture of asking for help to the patriarch, indicating that he didn't have to worry about him, just deal with the affairs in the clan.
The Lord's face was blue and white, and he coughed softly.
Yi Su, the eldest disciple under his seat, immediately understood and said to the disciple at the door, "Yi Nian, what are you doing here?"
Yi Nian's face, still with a look of uncertainty, eyes in the public and Tang Feng's body around, the heart to figure out the identity of Tang Feng.
Although he was only an ordinary disciple in the sect, he knew that there was no outsider in the sect. Looking at his clothes, this man was clearly a mortal. How did he appear here?
The atmosphere in this chamber was also very strange. The patriarch took the attitude of everyone, and some of them seemed to be on guard against something.
Is it difficult for so many people to be afraid of an ordinary person?
Just as he was thinking wildly, he heard his elder martial brother's question. He quickly withdrew his mind and bowed respectfully, saying, "elder martial brother Hui, just in the forest, has found the man. Take him back to the clan, and I will immediately report to my master, martial uncle, and other elder martial brothers."
Tang Feng remembers that when the three people spoke outside the door before, they mentioned that it was this disciple named Yi Nian who took people to look for Zhao Xiaoshan.
He now said that the person he found must be Zhao Xiaoshan.
Yi Su gently frowned and said, "how can you be so reckless and bring people back to the clan so easily?"
In his tone, there was a sense of censure.
The reason why they have been able to hide in the mountains for thousands of years and not be noticed by outsiders is that they are careful and never allow people of unknown origin to easily approach the sect.
Naturally, this point is clear.
At the moment, he slightly moved his lips and glanced at Tang Feng unconsciously.
What he means by this is very clear.
Since according to the rules of the clan, you can't let outsiders in at will, what's the matter with this man in front of you?
However, as a low-level disciple, he certainly can't use such words to pay back to his elder martial brother. He just said in a hurry: "elder martial brother, the man is dead. What we brought back is his body."
Dead? Is Zhao Xiaoshan dead?
Not only other people present, but also Tang Feng had a look of surprise in his eyes.