At the beginning, Ye Feng was just curious, but then he felt that the old man was abnormal as he looked at him. He first said that he was not in front of Shilipo and there was no shop behind the village. It was a bit abnormal for this person to appear here. Moreover, he was so capable at the age of his movements, and he had a vague sense of transcendence and transcendence.
Especially after seeing so many powerful people on his side, the other party was not afraid at all. Obviously, this was a paradise. Ye Feng guessed that the other party was probably from the nine major ancient martial arts sects.
It is definitely not easy for him to wait here alone, but he is at least a truly powerful person in the realm of supernatural powers.
Seeing this, Ye Feng smiled slightly and shouted: "Old man, I have been busy for so long, how about coming here to have a drink together?"
The old man did not hesitate when he heard this. He put down his work, walked straight over and sat down opposite Ye Feng, and then picked up the bowl, looking really arrogant.
Ye Feng looked at him calmly, and after the two of them had a cup, he smiled and said, "If I guess well, you are waiting for me here, right?"
The old man with white hair and hair was slightly stunned, but he did not answer, but asked back: "How can I see it?"
Ye Feng even more affirmed his thoughts. Of course, he did not answer positively, but asked: "Are you a member of the nine ancient martial arts sects? You just don't know if it is the Confucian Holy Mansion, the Underworld Sect, or the Baihua Sect?"
After his words came to his mind, Xiao Chuanqi, Sima Zhantian and others standing around the pavilion suddenly looked tighter, and they all looked at the thin old man in a guard.
The little old man's expression was still the same, but he just raised his lips and smiled jokingly, then drank a bowl of wine on his back, his behavior and expression seemed to reveal a strong sense of disdain.
Ye Feng's eyes suddenly condensed. It seemed that the other party was not from the nine ancient martial arts sects, but could express disdain and contempt for the ancient martial arts sects. Then the old man in front of him had probably only come from the four ancient tribes in the legend.
Among the four ancient tribes, Ye Feng has only had an intersection with the Bu family so far. It seems that this little old man is probably from the Bu family of the four ancient tribes. But Ye Feng couldn't understand what the other party suddenly appeared here meant?
The old man took a big sip of wine and put down the bowl, but still did not answer positively. He asked back: "Your Excellency to observe carefully, why don't you guess where I come from?"
At this time, the atmosphere became a little nervous invisibly. When Xiao Xuanqi Sima Zhantian and others saw this, they unconsciously surrounded the old man. After Ye Feng woke up, everyone saw that the old man was obviously abnormal.
Ye Feng waved his hand to signal the other party to retreat. If he guessed correctly, this is probably the most powerful opponent he has encountered so far. Even the cultivation level of the person in front of him is even more terrifying than that of the two old men in Tianyong Pavilion.
After all, Ye Feng, the two old men in Tianyong Pavilion, had also been in contact with him. Although he felt powerful and majestic, Ye Feng could still feel the height of the two. However, the feeling that the little old man in front of him gave him was like a vast ocean or an endless abyss.
It has to be admitted that this little old man has almost reached the level of returning to nature in legends. More importantly, the four ancient tribes practiced the methods of ancient practitioners. In other words, they are contemporary practitioners, one level higher than the warriors.
Ye Feng dared to conclude that this person may have passed the foundation building stage and entered the legendary Jindan Avenue realm!
Thinking of this, Ye Feng's heart was getting more and more stressed, but he was still calm on his face and smiled slightly, "Your surname is Bu?"
Just like this, the old man's hand holding the wine bowl suddenly solidified and stopped in the air. Even his expression was temporarily dull, but he instantly returned to normal. He shook his head and sighed: "No wonder, even Bu Tianyun is not as good as you. It seems that you are not only talented but also meticulous, and he is really a genius."
Ye Feng also smiled and said, "You are here to wait here, maybe you are just to praise me, right?"
The old man did not rush to answer, but took a big sip of wine on his back, and then said to himself: "My name is Bu Zheng, of course you must have never heard of this name."
Ye Feng naturally had never heard of it, so he didn't speak.
Old Man Bu Zheng continued with a smile: "Originally, the four ancient tribes never easily enter the world. After all, we have our mission, but now the times are different, and the mission must be changed accordingly."
Ye Feng asked back: "So, are you planning to get involved in the world and intervene in the secular power struggle?"
Bu Zheng was slightly stunned and then said, "It's okay for you to say this, but I came here this time because I was entrusted by someone. However, I don't like to bully the young with my elders, but my friend's instructions cannot be completed."
Ye Feng smiled and looked at him and said, "If I guess well, the person I told you should be Mr. Tang Baitang, right?"
Bu Zheng was really surprised and couldn't help but say in surprise: "It seems that you know a lot about the four ancient tribes. We really underestimated you before."
Ye Feng snorted without saying a word. Although most people were not very clear about the specific origin of Tang Bai, one of the two old men in Tianyong Pavilion, Lao Beiwang had already told him many years ago that Tang Bai came from the Bu family of the four ancient tribes.
However, it is not from the direct lineage of the Bu family of the ancient clan. This Tang Bai is just an outer disciple of the Bu family. However, even if he is an outer disciple, Tang Bai in the last century was able to turn the tide and save the Xuanyuan Kingdom from danger with his own strength. This shows that these four ancient clans should not be underestimated.
Ye Feng couldn't help but laugh and said, "Originally, Mr. Tang Bai is my senior. Since he has something to come to me, why don't he come here in person?"
"He is inconvenient, you should know that as his identity, it is not suitable for showing up, and he will not take action easily." After Bu Zheng said that, he narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the young man who was only twenty-five or six years old in front of him.
To be honest, he was really curious about what special things about this young boy in front of him was that he could win the favor of the old man with big cigarette puddles in the small mountain village in the northwest, and even gave him the inheritance of the man more than two thousand years ago.
No one knows the origin of the small mountain village in the northwest than Bu Zheng. At the same time, he also knows what kind of high hopes the old man with the big cigarette puddle gave the inherited martial arts to the young man in front of him.
Bu Zheng couldn't understand what kind of person is there in front of him that he could be appreciated by the old man with big cigarette puddles?
Ye Feng stopped talking because now, he finally figured out the other party’s origin and found out what the other party was about.
Although as an old man from Tianyong Pavilion, Tang Bai obviously did not like himself as the Northern King, especially after defeating Bu Tianyun at the Martial Arts Conference and destroying Tang Bai's plan, the other party's heart was even more enslaved.
Of course, in addition to this, Ye Feng also knew that the reason why Tang Bai didn't like him was also related to the martial arts he practiced was that the other party was worried that he would retake the old path of the man more than two thousand years ago, but the other party was worried that his identity would not be easy to come forward directly, so he specially invited people from the Bu family of the four ancient clans to come out.
Of course, Ye Feng also realized that Bu Zheng came this time, on the one hand, because he was instructed by Tang Bai, but more because he was venting his anger on Bu Tianyun.
Ye Feng didn't speak anymore, but just looked at the other party quietly. Although the other party was very famous and had unfathomable strength, he was not afraid at all. After all, he was no longer the young boy back then, and he could make people ambush successfully. So what about the four ancient tribes? One day, he not only had to untie their mystery, but also stepped on them all under his feet.
At this time, Old Man Bu Zheng finally finished drinking the wine. He put the big bowl on the table and said in a deep voice: "Originally, as I am, I shouldn't attack you, but today I will not bully you, just one move!"
Ye Feng was still sitting on the chair and stood still. Bu Zheng looked at him and smiled and said, "Of course, you can resist with all your strength. I will only use one move. After one move, if you don't die, you will be lucky. Of course, if you die, you can only blame you for not being good at learning skills!"
Ye Feng still sat still standing still. At this time, Old Man Bu Zheng was a little surprised and couldn't help asking: "Are you planning to stand up?"
Ye Feng just smiled faintly and said, "No need."
Old Man Bu Zheng's face darkened, and he lost all the detachment he had before. He suddenly snorted: "Good boy, I dare to be so arrogant in front of me. I was still feeling a little burdened, but now it seems that you are seeking death by yourself!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the pavilion scattered and was shocked by the momentum emitted from the old man. Then the other party's eyebrows moved, and a thin golden thread shot out from his eyes and rushed towards Ye Feng.
Ye Feng was still sitting upright on the chair without moving, his expression did not seem to change. However, at this moment, his nerves were tense all over his body. Perhaps others could not see the horror of this golden thread, but he could feel the terrifying power contained in the golden thread.
It can almost be said that this is the strongest attack method he has encountered so far. Just this golden thread alone can probably destroy a mountain.
"It's indeed a powerful Jindan realm!" Ye Feng sighed in his heart. At this moment, the scroll of the Shinto Heavenly Edict in his sea of consciousness surged wildly.
The other party's cultivation is too strong, and he is an ancient cultivator. Ye Feng knew very well that apart from the Silent Heavenly Era scroll, no matter the emperor's armor, the ancestral dragon's spear, or the emperor's sword, he could not resist the other party's golden thread.
Under Ye Feng's urging, the Shinto Tianzhao scroll burst out with the origin of white luck, and then formed a shield that directly blocked his eyebrows.
At this moment, the golden silk thread rushed straight towards him and instantly sank into Ye Feng's eyebrows. It looked like a sea of soil, silent in an instant, and could not cause any ripples.
When Old Man Bu Zheng on the opposite side saw this, he was stunned. He widened his eyes and looked at the scene with an incredible face.