Chapter 150 The Mysterious Old man in the Back Mountain

At night, the bright moon hanging in the air is like willow leaves blown by the wind, bent like eyebrows. Despite this, because the sky here is exceptionally clear, the moonlight looks particularly bright.

I sat in the bamboo hut all afternoon. After all the people attending the martial arts conference arrived one after another, everyone enjoyed dinner together.

After talking with the two eldest brothers Zhang Xiaosheng and Zhang Shaohui, Xia Yufeng walked out of the hut alone and walked around the moonlight pool.

Hearing the sound of insects and the occasional crows around him, Xia Yufeng felt that this tranquility was too rare. At this time, he sat down on a bare stone and looked at the pouring waterfall leisurely. In his mind, he emptied his thoughts and enjoyed the moment faintly.

"sw"

In a quiet and comfortable atmosphere, suddenly a piece of bamboo with two fingers wide and palm-length, with the sound of wind, came through the air and quickly flew to Xia Yufeng, who was sitting safely on the stone.

was emptying his thoughts, and Xia Yufeng, who was unusually clear on the spiritual platform, found this 'dark weapon' for the first time. When it was about to hit his face, he raised his right hand and clamped the bamboo piece steadily with his index finger and middle finger.

"Atop the waterfall, five miles to the east, the tea has been prepared. I wonder if you are interested in tasting it together?" Xia Yufeng held the bamboo piece in the palm of his hand, and saw a line of strong and beautiful brush words on the bamboo piece.

After reading this line twice, Xia Yufeng thought for a moment, then jumped and flew directly to the mountain wall next to the waterfall. The mountain dozens of meters high quickly disappeared while he jumped and stopped.

Standing on the top of the waterfall, looking at the dense towering trees and the chaotic scene of thorns and strange stones under the trees, Xia Yufeng frowned unconsciously.

Is this the five-mile road like this? I can't fly. I can't walk. When can I arrive?

Complaining, Xia Yufeng took a breath, then picked up a broken branch, lifted the vines in the way, and moved towards the east.

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Xia Yufeng didn't know that he jumped, attached to the stone wall a few meters high, and quickly climbed up. He was surrounded by four people sitting on the roof only dozens of meters away from him.

"What is he doing?" Qin Rong asked doubtfully.

These four are the patriarchs of the four families. At this moment, they are sitting leisurely on the roof, enjoying the moon and chatting. Suddenly, I saw Xia Yufeng like a monkey. He climbed to the top of the mountain, paused for a moment, and then disappeared.

"Who knows? Maybe it's because I'm interested and want to experience my own kung fu. In the city, there is the strength to fly eaves and walk through walls, but it can't be used. Now in this barren mountains, you can show it to your heart's content. Zhang Chongsheng said lightly.

"Alas, Lao Zhang, how many places do you think Xia Yufeng can win in this competition?" Tan Zhong listened to Zhang Chongsheng's explanation, glanced at the top of the mountain, and immediately withdrew his eyes and asked Zhang Chongsheng.

"You are immortal. Let me tell you, don't be complacent. Although your Tianqi is in a virtual state, Xia Yufeng is not so easy to deal with." Zhang Chongsheng glanced at Tan Zhong and said. The old man deliberately buried him.

"Haha, don't be excited, Lao Zhang. I know you love Xia Yufeng, but Tianqi is in a virtual world after all. I don't think it is possible for your Xiaofeng to defeat Tianqi. As for the second place, it is possible, but it depends on Lao Chen's granddaughter's performance. Qin Rong looked at Zhang Chongsheng's bearded and staring expression, smiled happily and said happily.

For this martial arts competition, the focus of the Qin family is on the middle-aged group. In the youth group, Tan Tianqi's entry into the virtual world and Xia Yufeng, the late period of the perverted inner power, coupled with the evil of the Chen family, Chen Beiru in the middle of the inner power world. He knows that no one among the descendants of the Qin family can compare with them, so he looks particularly relaxed at this moment.

"Old Chen's granddaughter? Are you talking about that girl?" Zhang Chongsheng stared at Qin Rong with round eyes and asked.

As far as he knows, Chen Beiru is just the strength in the middle of the inner world, not to mention that she has been promoted to the late stage of the inner world, so what if she is promoted? Xia Yufeng has long been in the late stage of the internal power, and may have reached the peak. Why did she fight with Xia Yufeng?

"Lao Chen, you'd better say it." Qin Rong smiled at Zhang Chongsheng and turned his head to look at Chen Xuan and said lightly.

"Well, a few days ago, Bei Ru broke through the peak of the middle stage of promotion, and the Yue female swordsmanship she had practiced for many years was also a small success. Eight styles of swordsmanship, she learned six styles. With this swordsmanship, I think Beiru's strength is not far from that of the later stage of the inner world. Maybe she can play well and defeat the later stage of the inner world.

Chen Xuan said slowly with a little pride on his face under the gaze of Qin Rong, Zhang Chongsheng and Han Zhong.

Over the years, the Chen family has been the bottom of the four families. Chen Xuan didn't say anything, but he still had a pimple in his heart. But it is helpless, because including him, the whole Chen family has been practicing this area for decades, and there is no one with super talent.

There are advantages and disadvantages, and there is no cultivation talent, but the talent shown by the children of the Chen family in the commercial field is amazing. Chen Group, an enterprise several times stronger than Minghai Group, has a faint tendency to occupy the throne of domestic commercial giants.

No matter how popular the Chen family is in business, no matter what position it occupies, it is secondary to Chen Xuan. He only knows that the Chen family is the Guwu family, so they should make achievements in this area. This is what the Chen family has adhered to for a hundred years, and their ancestors should adhere to and inherit the purpose.

Now, Chen Beiru, a girl, has emerged, and her talent is far compared with several male children that the Chen family focuses on training. This made Chen Xuan extremely relieved. Under his careful cultivation, Chen Beiru became more and more powerful.

It can be said that Chen Beiru has become a leader in the cultivation of the Chen family and the most valued person in the Chen family. Although she is just a woman, it doesn't matter.

Zhang Chongsheng heard Chen Xuan's words and smiled faintly.

He doesn't care at all whether Chen Beiru is really a master of strength in the later stage of the inner world. Even if she can really fight with the master of the later stage of the inner world with her strongest strength, so what?

You can only fight against the late master of the inner world, but is Xia Yufeng really a master of the late stage of the inner world?

Zhang Chongsheng didn't believe it. He always felt that Xia Yufeng should break through to the same level as himself, the peak of the later period of the inner power.

Therefore, even if Chen Beiru's strength can be compared with that of the later period of the inner world, it is not related to Xia Yufeng, the peak of the later period of the inner world.

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When Zhang Chongsheng and the four talked about it, Xia Yufeng had walked almost four or five miles all the way.

After carrying up the inner strength, waved the wooden strips in his hand, cut off the elbow-like thick rattan in front of him, and appeared in front of Xia Yufeng in a place similar to the South Valley.

Under the bright and indifferent moonlight, in this intertwined and charming fairyland, a wooden hut is in front of you, and the dark yellow lights in the house are beating.

Xia Yufeng looked at the scenery and walked to the hut with light steps.

When he walked into the one-meter-high fence around the hut, he saw an old man in a gray robe and gray hair sitting at the stone table in the courtyard inside the fence and looking at the hot and boiling tea on the stone table.

"Little friend, the tea has been cooked, please come in." The old man said leisurely with his back to Xia Yufeng standing at the door.

"That boy Xia Yufeng, I'm sorry to bother you." Xia Yufeng arched his hand and said to the old man.

Xia Yufeng walked into the stone table, picked up a stone stool opposite the old man and sat down.

At this time, Xia Yufeng began to looked at the old man in front of him. However, the old man with white hair and wrinkled face looked indifferent, as if there was no one in front of him. He didn't mind Xia Yufeng staring at him and making tea by himself.

After a while, the old man lifted the boiling dark yellow teapot and opened the lid of the two blue and white porcelain cups on the table.

Then it was filled with hot water, and the tea kept rolling up and down in the cup, and the fragrance slowly unfolded.

"This water is the spring water on the mountain, tea, and green tea from the back mountain. Please taste it." The old man picked up a cup and put it in front of Xia Yufeng. He looked up at Xia Yufeng's eyes and said.

Looking at the old man's eyes, Xia Yufeng felt that his soul was moved.

The eyes of the old man, experiencing the baptism of ups and downs, did not become as dark and turbid as other old people, but as clear as a newborn baby.