"You are still alive, aren't you a mummy?" Luo Enen finally calmed down a little and asked with a breath.
"Nonsense, have you heard that mummies can speak?" The old man rolled his eyelids.
At this moment, Luo Enen finally saw his eyes hidden under the deep wrinkles. It was strange that although the old man was as old as a mummy, his eyes were extremely clear, and the black and white were as clear as babies. He could not see any of them.
Impurities.
"So it's a living person. I've said it a long time ago, it's a big shock." Luo Enen patted his chest and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But immediately, she tightened the hilt of the sword again and looked at the old man vigilantly: "Who are you?"
It’s really a thick line, Luo Enen. Didn’t this question be asked from the beginning? I just remembered it now!
Gu Fenghua and others were speechless. In fact, the moment the old man first appeared, they had already tightened the hilt of the sword. With the lessons of the previous monster, they dared not be careless.
"I have come to the seventh hall of Zichen Hall. Can't you guess who I am?" The old man said leisurely, and he didn't see Gu Fenghua and his men holding the hilt of the sword.
"You are the first Lord of the Hall of Xinghua Temple!" Gu Fenghua's mind flashed and blurted out.
"Yes, I am the first master of Xinghua Temple. This temple was also built by me." The old man nodded and said, his eyes becoming deeper, as if he had thought of a dusty past.
"My younger generation Gu Fenghua (Luo Enen, Jun Lansheng, Ye Wuse) pays homage to senior generation." Although he had guessed the answer, he heard that he personally admitted it, Gu Fenghua and others were still shocked and quickly bowed down with the courtesy of the younger generation.
Wow. Their eyes were full of admiration and fascination.
Not to mention the other party’s identity, just talking about his age is enough to shock them.
Although after becoming a Dou Sheng, the life span is far better than that of ordinary people. As the cultivation level increases, the life span will become longer and longer. Every time you cross a realm, the life span will increase several times, like Xie Huaiyuan.
It is not strange that a master in the Xuansheng Realm can live for hundreds of years or thousands of years, but the person in front of him has lived for thousands of years and I don’t know how high his cultivation level should be.
"Actually, my cultivation is not as strong as you think. The reason I have lived to this day is because of another opportunity, but it is precisely because of this opportunity that I have become like this, neither human nor ghost."
After tens of thousands of years, the old man could see what Gu Fenghua and the others were thinking at a glance and said lightly.
After saying that, I added, "Also, you don't have to call me senior, it sounds like a newborn. I am a disciple of Xinghua Temple. I believe you knew my name before, and I also knew that I didn't like the Chinese mattress festival the most in my life.
, just call me Mr. Feng.”
Gu Fenghua and his friends were ashamed when they heard this. When the others came to the temple to practice, they must first understand the history of the temple clearly. However, they were thrown into Piaoyun Valley by Fang Tianyou as soon as they arrived.
, Xie Youran and others were suspicious and wary of it, and they didn't have time to understand it. It was also because of Fang Tianyou, Ke Tongxin and others that they were disgusted with the temple and had no respect at all. Later, even though they had it,
I was not interested in getting to know the opportunity, but I didn’t know who the first palace master was named? As for his life likes and dislikes, I don’t need to mention it.
"By the way, Mr. Feng, you said you have been waiting for us for so many years?" Gu Fenghua asked curiously, covering up his embarrassment.
"It's not you, but you!" Old Feng stretched out his fingers that were dry like a skeleton and pointed at Gu Fenghua.