Chapter 200 Shock

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Senior! It's you!

Ding Yang shouted in surprise.

In front of him was a tattered straw hat, his face was full of stains and greasy stains, his clothes were covered with cracks and holes, with black skin and flesh, and an old man carrying a vermilion gourd on his back. It was the old man who ate half a roasted snow rabbit in the Tiejian Mountain Forest and left a footprint of Tianlong.

I didn't expect that several years had passed, and today's wedding in Dingyang suddenly appeared.

"What?"

All the people in the hall were shocked, because no one knew when and in what way this sloppy-looking old man appeared on the seat.

Even Meng Dingtian, Yuanhua and Yuen Long, the three innate masters, did not feel any true fluctuation, as if the old man had been sitting in this seat all the time.

What shocked several people even more was that the old man did not fluctuate at all. Even if their innate aura explored the past, it was as unresponsive as a mud cow entering the sea.

In this case, there are only two possibilities. One is that the old man is an ordinary person who has no true cultivation, so he can't feel any breath. Another possibility is that the old man's cultivation has completely surpassed Meng Dingtian and others, beyond the existence of the innate realm.

Although they could not feel the old man's real cultivation, everyone intuitively felt that the old man seemed to exude a terrible power, which was not what they could resist at all.

Hearing Ding Yang call a senior again, everyone looked more shocked.

Who is Ding Yang? The real innate master is strong, even if the other party is an old innate master, he still can't be called a senior, but seeing Ding Yang's respectful name for the old man, he really regards the old man as a senior, not the kind of respect for Huang Tianxi and Murong Chui.

Hey hey hey black——

The old man took a look at Ding Yang and laughed, but he ignored it and reached out to grab a fat chicken in the middle of the table. Everyone was surprised to see that although the old man's whole body was dirty and greasy, his outstretched hand was clean and without any dirt. Each nail was neat, and the cracks were spotless.

In everyone's various eyes, the old man grabbed the fat chicken on the plate and sent it to his mouth to eat. While eating, he muttered, "Ye! Delicious! It tastes good!"

The old man ate happily, and the juice kept dripping from the fat chicken to the table, soaking all the tablecloths on the table, but some people with advanced cultivation noticed that the old man's hands were not stained with any oil.

Because it seems that the old man is grabbing the fat chicken with five fingers, but there is no real contact between his fingers and the food, but as if he has formed an empty palm.

Meng Dingtian and others were all secretly shocked. They thought they could do it to this extent, but there was no real fluctuation in the old man's body, and he did it so naturally and without any pretentious work, which was more difficult.

Who the hell is this old man?

Only Ding Yang is still calm. With the improvement of his cultivation, the more he feels the great power contained in the eight steps of Tianlong. Of course, the old man who left him the Tianlong eight-step method was more mysterious. Because even with his current innate master's cultivation, he still can't perform a complete Tianlong eight steps, which shows how magical this skill is.

For a moment, there was silence in the whole Sword Temple, leaving only the sound of the old man swallowing food alone.

It was not until a fat chicken was almost wiped out that the old man stopped eating, took the scarlet wine gourd behind him, took a few sips with the gourd mouth, and wiped the oil stains on the corners of his mouth with his sleeves, and then looked at Ding Yang.

"Doll! I didn't expect that in only seven or eight years, you have grown from a little guy in the state of bone exercise to the state of innate. It's really amazing!"

In a word, everyone in the hall was shocked. If it hadn't been for the presence of a few innate masters, I'm afraid there would have been a lot of discussion.

Although everyone knows that Ding Yang became an innate master at the age of less than 20, which can be said to shake the past and the present, they know very little about how Ding Yang can do this. Now I hear the old man say that seven or eight years ago, Ding Yang was just a bone forging cultivation. He was able to reach the top of martial arts in such a short time. Although he was prepared, he still set off a storm.

And the old man knew that Ding Yang was now an innate master, and even rudely called him a boy, the identity of the old man was even more mysterious.

"Yes! It made the seniors laugh. Speaking of which, Ding Yang can achieve today's achievements thanks to the senior's instructions.

As soon as Ding Yang said this, everyone was shocked again. Listening to Ding Yang's tone, could he be promoted to the innate realm and be instructed by this sloppy old man? Isn't this sloppy old man too terrible? Isn't it Ding Yang's polite words?

In fact, Ding Yang's words were sincere. If it weren't for the Tianlong Babu left by the old man in those years, I'm afraid he would have died many times. Tianlong Ba Bu really gave him too much help.

"Well! It's still your boy's heart. You still remember the benefits of the old man, but don't worry about it. The old man ate half of your roast rabbit and left you the set of footwork, which is also even. It's not a point. The old man said carelessly.

"This...this...old gentleman doesn't know what to call it? Today, I came to the Iron Sword Gate, and I was greeted from a long distance. I hope you can forgive me. Meng Dingtian, the head, bowed his hand slightly to the sloppy old man. Although Ding Yang called the old man a senior, people didn't know what was between him and Ding Yang. Meng Dingtian is not only the leader of the faction, but also a strong innate master. Naturally, he can't casually call a person a senior.

In the world, there is almost no one who can afford the current predecessor of Meng Dingtian. Even the two elders, Yuanhua and Yuanlang, are Meng Dingtian's own uncles, but after Meng Dingtian's innate master, he is also on an equal footing with the two people. If Meng Dingtian's status is added, his status is still Above two people.

"Oh! Are you Meng Dingtian?" The old man glanced at Meng Dingtian and said faintly. Such a name has been regarded as rude. Anyway, Meng Dingtian is also the head of the super faction. Even if he is a congenital master, he can't call his name directly.

Meng Dingtian didn't speak, and the others in the Iron Sword Gate couldn't speak, but Zhong Limei, the patriarch of the Magic Moon Gate on the table next to him, couldn't stand it and said coldly, "This old man, you should also pay attention to what you say, right? This is the head of the Iron Sword Gate. Don't you think it's a little rude to call him by his name?"

Zhong Limei is the most powerful and the most cultivated guests who came to congratulate today. As soon as he opened his mouth, the heads of other sects also followed the speech, all of which were a little dissatisfied with the old man's attitude.

"Zhong Limei, right? Do you remember that you were in Nightmare Valley fifty years ago..."

The sloppy old man didn't care about everyone's blame and said something to Zhong Limei, who was covered with frost. As soon as he said this, Zhong Limei's face changed greatly, and he suddenly jumped up from the chair, as if he had seen the most incredible thing, and his whole body trembled.

"You...you...you...are you the free senior? But you weren't like this back then..." Without waiting for a word, Zhong Limei had bent down deeply to the sloppy old man. His respectful look was simply more pious than seeing his master.

"Cencing Tiansuo! Do you remember what happened in the Windy Mountains 45 years ago? The sloppy old man ignored Zhong Limei, but turned to Xing Tiansuo, the head of the King Kong Gate sitting next to Zhong Limei.

"Ah! Are you a senior? But you are not..." Xing Tiansuo, who looks like an angry King Kong, also exclaimed, suddenly stood up like a primary school student who made a mistake, and bowed down respectfully.

"Zhong Xiangyang! Thirty-five years ago, by the Cang River..." Zhong Xiangyang, the suzerain of Liu Yunzong, also stood up in fear.

"Brother Shuyue..."

"Qin Peiran..."

"Mu Lingxiao..."

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Every time the sloppy old man read a name, a man in the hall changed his face and stood up respectfully.

Because in the hearts of these people, every place that the old man said is the biggest secret hidden in their hearts. It can be said that no third person knows except for themselves and the mysterious and powerful person.

The old man can accurately say the time and place, and has clearly stated his identity, but the image of the person in front of him is completely different from the appearance of the person he saw in those years, which makes people full of confusion.

But it's just a little doubt. No one dares to have even a trace of doubt, because in their hearts, that person is simply omnipotent. Nothing happens to him will feel abrupt, and it will only make people feel very natural.

For a moment, most of the leaders of the sects in the Sword Temple stood up and bowed respectfully to the old man. There were only a few left to sit in the seat, and there were only a few leaders who were not ordered by the old man, that is, the worst cultivation there.

A very strange scene suddenly appeared in the Sword Temple. More than 20 powerful sect heads stood up straight and said nothing, just because of an old man who looked like a beggar.

Meng Dingtian looked at the situation in the hall. Even with the state of mind of his innate master, he couldn't help but shake his mind. Today, these leaders in the hall are all the gates of the front in the Wulin of Chu. The worst of the leaders are also the high-level cultivation of the marrow washing realm, and many of them are the peak cultivation of the marrow washing realm.

Especially Zhong Limei, the head of the Magic Moon Gate, and Xing Tiansuo, the head of the King Kong Gate, are also half-step innate masters. In addition, with the identity of the head of their faction, they have to maintain a certain dignity even in front of the innate master, but they are so respectful in front of this unknown old man.

"Meng Dingtian! You still remember that 40 years ago in the secret realm of Xuantian..." Just when Meng Dingtian was surprised, the old man suddenly called out his name.

"Ah - you are..." Meng Dingtian stood up from the chair as if he had been struck by lightning, pointed to the old man and couldn't speak.

Ah-

Ding Yang also stared at the situation in front of him. Although he vaguely knew in his heart that the sloppy old man was extraordinary, he saw that even Meng Dingtian stood up so abnormally made his mood tremble.

"Yuanhua, do you still remember the top of Taihua Mountain 60 years ago..." The old man didn't seem to be satisfied and directly shouted the name of Yuanhua Jiansheng.

Poutong——

Seeing that Yuanhua Jiansheng also stood up with a shocked face, the shock in the heart of Ruan Wuya, the head of the C-character courtyard, who was left in the hall, was simply uncontrollable, and he fell to the ground with a bang.