Tang Baihu lowered his head and sighed, and gave up struggling. He really couldn't tell whether the girl really didn't understand or was pretending not to understand.
"Forget it, let's have a drink together while we have nothing to do."
Song Yuxin: "..."
"I'm still young!"
Tang Baihu looked up and down and said jokingly: "Haha, you can see it's not big."
Song Yuxin: "..."
"Let's go, first go hide in the Sutra Pavilion and see if that old man is there." Tang Baihu looked at the protective array that was flashing in the sky with increasing frequency, and couldn't help but feel worried.
"I hope nothing big happens..."
Xingyuan Academy is located on the north and south banks of Xiahe Haotian River. It has a history of tens of thousands of years and is awe-inspiring in all directions.
Several stunning mountain peaks shrouded in clouds and mist lie across the Haotian River.
The gate of the academy faces east, absorbing the awe-inspiring energy of heaven and earth, and nourishing the aura of the academy.
It is such a poetic and picturesque place, but at this time, under the mountains at the gate of the academy, there are a group of law enforcement team members lying in disorder.
Amid the mourning crowds, an old man with a stooped back slowly walked out.
He looked like an ordinary old man who often visited the mountains and forests. He had a dark face, a pole on his shoulder, and a small machete on his waist.
If there is anything missing, it might be that there are two loads of firewood missing from the front and back of the pole!
However, when everyone lying on the ground saw him walking by, they all moved in fear to make way. Looking at the kind-faced old man in front of them, they seemed to have seen the most terrifying nightmare.
The old man had a friendly smile on his face. The mountain road was rugged, but he was walking as fast as flying. He used a pole to pull a man in black who was about to get up again into the ground, and then he smiled heartily.
"Not bad, you little brats can achieve such a level of cultivation at such a young age, you have a promising future!"
"I think back then, when I was your age, I didn't know how to do anything."
"With a broken machete, I go up and down the mountain every day to cut and sell firewood, working hard for the pitiful little money. Oh, now think about it..."
With a nostalgic expression on his face, he said in a condensed tone: "The days when we didn't have to fight and kill are really nostalgic!"
At this moment, a man in black with a swollen face like a pig's head hurriedly crawled away from his path, but because he climbed too slowly, he was lifted directly into the sky by a pole.
Bang!
The figure fell to the ground and dust rose everywhere.
Everyone's hearts trembled, and they couldn't help but look at their bodies. All of them were either fat or bloated...
This is all thanks to that damn shoulder pole!
As he walked, the old man stopped because he had reached the top of the mountain, and there were five people standing in front of him.
Zhao Leshan, Ding Daozhong, Zhu Haoran, and two gray-haired college elders.
Three gentlemen, one extraordinary sect, plus an array master who is only one step away from being a gentleman at the pinnacle of doctorate level!
"Hahaha, what a pity, what a pity..." Facing the imposing five people, the old man actually laughed out loud.
He casually placed the pole on the ground, but it shook the entire protective formation.
"What's the pity?" Ding Daozhong looked solemn, the intimidation of this old guy was really terrifying.
He finally understood why Zhao Leshan wanted to call someone. I'm afraid that if the five of them join forces here, they may not be his opponents!
"What a pity for those two..."
The old man pointed at the two gray-haired elders and said: "Why do two young men have gray hair? If this is not a pity, what is there to regret?"
Everyone was stunned when they heard this, young man?
He even called two elders young men. They must be old men who have lived for nearly a thousand years. This old man...
Did he say that on purpose, or did he really qualify to call them a young man compared to his age?
The two elders were instantly angry. This was the first time they had seen such an arrogant person. Do they really think that when they grow old and their hair is still black, they can do whatever they want?
"Don't take action!"
Zhao Leshan stopped them in time and turned his head to look at Zhu Haoran: "Does Master Zhu know this old man?"
Zhu Haoran has been identifying it for a long time, but still can't figure out why.
Originally, as the leader of a sect in the Zhonghe River Basin, his connections and experience were so vast that even the most powerful men in the gentleman realm on the continent could recognize him, but more than half of them were not a big problem.
But he just had no impression of the person in front of him at all, as if this person just appeared out of nowhere.
"I don't know. I have basically known people in the same realm in the past thousand years, but this person..."
"Hahaha, nearly a thousand years?"
The old man's laughter interrupted Zhu Haoran's words and continued: "I may have lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests for more than a thousand years. Do you still know me from a thousand years ago?"
He was carrying a pole with an expectant look on his face, as if he was very concerned about whether any of his descendants still recognized his reputation.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, the five of them were shocked at the same time.
"More than a thousand years?"
They looked at each other a few times, and they all saw the shock in each other's eyes.
Although monks can live longer than ordinary people, they are not immortals and cannot achieve immortality in the true sense.
Even if the Confucian gentlemen and strategists reach the Qimen realm and their limit has been improved, few can break through the thousand-year limit.
The ultimate level of cultivation within this life span is the "Tao realm" of a gentleman.
Almost all the five people here are in this realm. The gentleman and the Qimen in the Tao realm compete for the strength of the Tao they understand and whether they are proficient or not.
People like the two elders, who understand the Tao so mediocrely and cannot master it, are likely to stay like this for the rest of their lives. There is no telling when the end will come and the body will perish and the Tao will disappear.
But above the "Tao realm", it's completely different.
Gentlemen and Qimen who understand the profoundness of the Great Dao, successfully pass through it, and enter the "Passage Realm" will not only be able to improve their cultivation by a large margin, but their upper limit of lifespan will be increased by nearly dozens of times.
The old man in front of me dares to address the two elders and young men directly. Is it possible that he is a gentleman in the Dao realm?
Zhu Haoran looked at the old man's carrying pole, then looked at the small machete on his waist, and swallowed his saliva.
He seemed to already have the answer in his mind, and he asked with difficulty: "Senior, may I ask...but your surname is Cen?"
They were clearly in the opposite camp, and they used the honorific title unconsciously. One can imagine how shocked Zhu Haoran was at this moment.
After hearing his words, the old man's eyes suddenly lit up: "You actually know me?"
The other four people were stunned. They turned to look at Zhu Haoran, not knowing why.
"who is he?"
Zhu Haoran took a deep breath, as if to calm down the shock in his heart: "Cen Tianfu!"
The old man nodded in approval, but did not deny it.
The four of them were stunned, with horror in their eyes.
“But the legendary Zen Tianfu who ‘carries a knife on his shoulder’?!”
Ding Daozhong unconsciously glanced at the small machete on the old man's waist. Although he was asking a question, he already had the answer in his heart.
Sure enough, when he saw Zhu Haoran nodding, his heart was filled with waves.
There are countless talented people and peerless experts on this continent. But there are very few who are truly legendary and can be remembered by the world.
Cen Tianfu is one of them!
According to rumors, Cen Tianfu was originally just an ordinary person. He traveled back and forth between the mountains and forests in order to make a living. His daily tasks were either going up the mountain to chop firewood or carrying water. He went on like this for nearly a hundred years.
He, who had no cultivation skills, should have died when he died, but this old man suddenly became enlightened. He realized the Tao overnight and reached the level of a gentleman. After that, he used an iron knife and a pole to fight a piece of
Heaven and earth shocked the world.
In the words of a monk, this person spent his whole life breaking through the world of mortals, and reached his peak when he debuted.
There are not many real geniuses in the world, but there are definitely two masters, and the method of entering the Tao of the old man in front of him is definitely unique when looking at the entire continent!
After learning the identity of the old man in front of them, the eyes of the four of them were filled with helplessness.
This is impossible to fight!
The legend of this person was already famous thousands of years ago.
This person is truly a hard-core person. Let alone five people, I am afraid that if the number of people present is doubled, they will probably not be the opponent of this old guy.
"Senior Cen has retired to the mountains and forests again, why did he suddenly appear in front of Xiahe Academy today?" Zhu Haoran asked tentatively.
"Hahaha -" Cen Tianfu laughed loudly: "I have indeed retired to the mountains and forests, but I can't stand the tricks of today's young people. They coaxed and deceived me and put me on their pirate ship."
"So... it was the masked man who asked you to come out?"
"Please?" Cen Tianfu hesitated for a moment, then replied: "Forget it."