"Feng Longtao laughed wildly again, pointed at Jiang Beichen from a commanding position and cursed loudly:" Jiang Beichen, you little bastard, even if you break the thunder array and the nine heavenly dragons, what can you do? "

"Now my master is in a trance. That's the real immortal. You can kneel down and beg for mercy in time! Hahaha! You're kneeling!"

Feng Longtao's voice was so proud.

Jiang Beichen ignored it, but slowly stopped and looked up at the attic on the mountain.

The golden light is really like a fairy Pavilion!

"It's just a divine appearance. Is it necessary to exaggerate?" Jiang Beichen frowned.

In his life, he can't stand others' pretending to be forced. Besides, he is only a divine appearance. At most, he is better than low-level Wu Shengsheng. He is similar to the old guys of the golden family, but he is far worse than she Mei and other strong people who awaken their blood!

A little bigger mole ant!

That's all I can say!

"Young man, don't be too arrogant!"

At this time, a great voice suddenly came.

I saw a flash of gold on the attic with its four corners cocked up.

An old man with a white beard suddenly appeared there. His black golden boots gently stepped on the eaves. His white clothes fluttered in the wind, looking like a fairy.

At the moment, I saw him walking down the mountain step by step.

At the same time, I have words in my mouth.

"Once you fall in love with God, if the gods and ghosts don't think about it, what about the immortals? It's hard for all Buddhas to be!"

"Heaven and earth God phase is the phase of Dharma. Half a step is beyond the Yellow court, and one step is on the road to immortality. The world worships me like a god Buddha!"

The great sound radiated away, and the roar of thousands of horses came from the surrounding mountains.

At one time, avalanches occurred in all directions.

Like the end of the world, how shocking!

Wherever he passed, his younger brother bowed down one after another.

"Please, headmaster!"

"The headmaster enjoys immortal blessings forever and has a long life in the world!"

The voice is full of enthusiasm and excitement!

"Master! After so many years, I finally see you again!" Feng Longtao flopped and knelt at the old man's feet.

"Tao'er, you've grown so big for so many years!" The old man couldn't help sighing.

Decades ago, after his younger martial sister went down the mountain, she married mortal dust.

Although the Feng family is a noble family, it is not as good as his magic eye.

More than ten years ago, the younger martial sister's son came to worship the mountain with his grandson.

On the child's face, the old man saw some outline of the younger martial sister of that year, cherished it and accepted it as a disciple.

In a flash, more than ten years have passed.

Years did not leave too many traces on his face. He is still a boy with white hair.

However, the child is now an adult!

Just

The old man frowned. Feng Longtao didn't have any skills. Younger martial sister didn't teach him any skills.

I felt a little disappointed.

In fact, I don't blame his junior sister.

After all, qingfengmen practices the ancient law and has strict requirements for qualification. Feng Longtao's qualification is very unqualified, so his younger martial sister simply gave up!

Feng Longtao's face was also a little embarrassed.

When he was a child, he didn't learn from his grandparents. As a result, he was so stupid that he didn't get the hang of it. As a result, he was abandoned.

"That's enough! Although you are not qualified, you are my disciple after all. As a teacher, you naturally want to protect your life today. You should step aside!"

The old man waved his hand, and Feng Longtao quickly and respectfully stepped aside.

At this time, the old man looked at Jiang Beichen in the air.

"Young man, I admit that you are one of the most outstanding young people I have ever met! But you really shouldn't have come to Qingfeng gate!" The old man said faintly.

"Why waste so much words? Anyway, I've come. Don't force me if you can move your hand!" Jiang Beichen said impatiently.

The old man frowned, "which sect are you a disciple of? Why don't you have any quality? Is that what your elders taught you?"

"Old man, you meddle too much. If you force me again, I'll throw you away from the tomb and make terracotta warriors and horses!" Jiangbei chenleng road.

The old man frowned. At this stage, he was no longer sad or happy, and his state of mind was very detached.

For Jiang Beichen's provocation and rudeness, he just regarded it as a mole ant roaring, and didn't take it to heart at all.

He just said to himself, "my seat, Fang Tianyin, the 208th generation leader of Qingfeng sect! I don't know where my little friend came from?"

People in his age all have rules. They have to report to themselves before they start.