"I don't know how to call Lu Yangping, the elder of yujizong. I don't know which clan he comes from." An old man nearby asked curiously when he saw that Gu Fenghua was very young.
In fact, there are not no young people in the crowd, but they all go to Dongji with the elders of the sect to have a long experience. Although Gu Fenghua and his party also have an older one, they don't look like their elders in terms of their bare heads and the monk robes and Zen sticks.
"Gu Fenghua, this is Luo en. We are the disciples of Nanli sect." Seeing the old man and his amiable manner, Gu Fenghua certainly won't refuse people thousands of miles away.
At this point, Gu Feng Huadun a meal, hesitated to tell the origin of the white fat man.
"Nanlizong, when will Wuji holy heaven come out of nanlizong?" Before Gu Fenghua could figure it out, Lu Yangping turned to look at the other elders and asked suspiciously.
There are so many sects in Wuji holy heaven, but we don't talk about superior sects. There are too many inferior sects, even inferior sects, to count. How much do you know? After hearing Lu Yangping's words, Gu Fenghua wanted to ask him in this way.
"Nanlizong is one of the three holy sects under the throne of a monarch. However, it has been declining for many years. It is said that it is difficult to keep the status of Zhongpin sect." An old man thought about it and said.
"Oh, it's nanlizong." Lu Yangping finally remembered the origin of nanlizong, but he never looked back. He didn't even have the interest to say one more word to Gu Fenghua.
But although he didn't finish, he could see the pride on his face and the contempt in his eyes.
Gu Fenghua came to realize that the old man was polite just now because he misunderstood their origin. This time, the Qidao Dharma Association in Dongji city was a great event for the whole Wuji holy heaven. The people who were invited were all Shangpin sect or even Shengzong. Therefore, Lu Yangping subconsciously thought that Gu Fenghua and his party were also born in Shangpin sect or even Shengzong, so he bent down to make friends. Now I know that they are nanlizong disciples. Of course, I don't care about them.
"The elder of Shangpin sect is so philistine?" Lorne's reaction was a little slow. He also reflected what was going on. He turned his lips and said contemptuously.
"Forget it, just ignore him." Gu Fenghua said indifferently.
There are many Philistines in this world. Who said that the people of Shangpin sect can't be Philistines?
Other people seem to be curious about Gu Fenghua and his party, but after a little inquiry, they soon know their origins from Lu Yangping. Although they are not necessarily as philistine as Lu Yangping, no one comes down to greet them.
Gu Fenghua's life was quiet, but he didn't bother to ask for nothing. Seeing that the boat could not come for a while, he closed his eyes and prepared to practice for a while.
"Oh, which clan's sister is this? Why haven't you seen her before?" Mind has not yet entered the empty Ming, ears, suddenly sounded a frivolous voice.
Gu Fenghua opened his eyes and saw a young man standing in front of Luo en. He was about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, dressed in a greasy face, and his two slender eyes were full of evil light.
Lorne was also preparing to practice. Hearing the words, he opened his eyes and saw the young man's ill intentioned eyes. He suddenly burst into a rage.