After hearing Chu Lang's words, Feng Zhongyi knew that Hu Badao had told him about his search for Chu Lang over the years.
Feng Zhongyi turned around and glanced at Hu Badao dissatisfied.
Hu Badao was in awe of this melancholic young man. He stammered: "Sir... you must be hungry. I... I will cook for you now. You two can chat slowly, chat slowly..."
Hu Badao made an excuse to hide out.
Only Feng Zhongyi and Chu Lang were left in the room.
Without the master's consent, Feng Zhongyi could not tell the truth to Chu Lang.
Fengzhong recalled: "I can't tell you now."
Chu Lang said: "Then I can't tell you."
Feng Zhongyi said helplessly: "You little wolf, you are really... like this, you can rest assured and can't run around. It takes a period of adaptation for external internal power to enter the body, and you can't make good use of internal power recently."
After saying that, Feng Zhongyi walked outside.
Chu Lang said: "Brother Feng, where are you going? Aren't you going to take me to see that person?"
Feng Zhongyi left the room without answering.
Feng Zhongyi left the town again and headed towards the east side of the town.
After traveling for more than twenty miles, Feng Zhongyi came to a river next to a forest.
There was an old man wearing a bamboo hat by the river, sitting there quietly fishing.
The old man's hair and beard are snow-white, and he looks to be in his seventies or eighties. The deep wrinkles on his face are like furrows. His eyes look very quiet, like a calm river with no waves.
Feng Zhongyi walked up to the old man and stood respectfully.
The old man didn't say anything and looked at the fishing rod in the river, but his expression was thoughtful.
Feng Zhongyi began to report to the old man the process of rescuing Chu Lang, including his cooperation with the Spirit King and their final joint escape from the siege.
The old man spoke, his voice full of gravity.
"That tall mysterious man who uses the fire technique is probably one of the three kings of Blood Moon City."
Feng Zhongyi was shocked after hearing this.
Is it true that as the master said, that mysterious man is one of the three kings of Blood Moon City?!
The old man said slowly: "According to my guess, at least two of the three kings and four demons from Blood Moon City have arrived in the Central Plains."
Feng Zhong recalled: "Is the coir raincoat demon one of the four demons?"
The old man said: "Since the coir raincoat demon suddenly appeared and frequently challenged the masters, your uncle has started to track him. Your uncle said that the coir raincoat demon is not one of the four demons of moon blood. It takes a lot of effort to cultivate the four demons.
, we will not let him risk his life against the River King. Although the coir raincoat demon has high martial arts, he is at best a chess piece. Your uncle suspects that the coir raincoat demon comes from the Earth Burial Palace of the Molan Kingdom..."
Mentioning the River King, Feng Zhongyi said with emotion: "Master, I never thought that the River King would be the descendant of Lu Tong, the leader of Feilong Banner."
Feng Zhongyi ordered Hu Badao to send Zheng Qiaoer to his master. At the same time, he also wrote a letter to report to his master that the River King was a descendant of the blood alliance.
So the old man also knew that River King passed the blood alliance token to Chu Lang before he died.
The River King is a descendant of the Feilong Banner Leader of the Blood Alliance, which surprised the old man.
The old man said: "He King once saved my life, and I owe him a debt of gratitude. But I never thought that He King was a descendant of Lu Tong. Later, He King visited me and asked me to look up the historical records of martial arts and asked me about blood.
The matter of Moon King City was so important that I had to be extremely cautious. I even suspected that the time River King saved me was a ploy to make me owe River King a favor, and then River King came to check Blood Moon King City, so I pretended to be everything.
I don’t know. I never thought that he is a descendant of the Blood Alliance. Otherwise, if we cooperate, he may not end up with his house destroyed and everyone killed..."
The old man's words were full of self-blame.
Feng Zhong recalled: "Master is right to be cautious. The descendants of the Blood Alliance have learned a bloody lesson. Blood Moon King City is so pervasive that no one can easily believe it."
The old man gently touched the fishing rod.
"Then do you think this Chu Lang can be trusted?"
"I haven't fully understood him yet, but River King has great trust in him. He King said that he didn't know why, but he just completely believed in Master Chu Lang..." At this point, Feng Zhongyi's sad eyes flashed.
Mang. "Chu Lang comes from Chumen Town and has a strong body. Is he the great-grandson of the hero Duanmu?"
The old man's calm gaze rippled, like a stone being thrown into the calm lake.
"For so many years, we have been looking for the descendants of the hero Duanmu. Seventeen years ago, your uncle learned an important message from the descendants of the Tiger Banner Master. A group of mysterious people wearing ghost faces found the grandson of the hero Duanmu, Duanmu.
The hero's grandson and his wife were both in trouble. Their newborn child was snatched away by the ghost-faced men. So we and the descendants of the Tiger Banner Master chased the group day and night. Finally, we robbed and captured them in the mountains of Chumen Town.
That group of people. I still remember clearly that that evening, the snow was falling heavily, and the whole mountain forest was covered with snow. Thirty of us and ten of the other party started a bloody battle for the child. Although the group of ghost-faced men was small in number,
But their martial arts were so weird and powerful that we couldn't take much advantage at all. During the fight, the child was snatched away by us and fell heavily to the ground twice. But to our surprise, only the two-month-old child was safe and sound.
…”
Feng Zhongyi became even more excited when he heard this, he said: "Because that child has a body of iron!"
The old man continued: "In the end, we paid a heavy price to take the child away. I was seriously injured, and I ran away with the child in my arms. I was also curious about pinching the child's bones, which were extremely hard. This made me even more excited.
I was surprised... A man with a broken arm and a ghost face was chasing after me. He was extremely angry and kept roaring... In desperation, I rolled down the ravine with my child in my arms. Although I was lucky enough to survive, I fell so hard that I couldn't move anymore, and the child couldn't move either.
After being thrown out, the child cried. The wind and snow kept hitting the child's face. I struggled to crawl over and pick him up, but...a big wolf appeared. The wolf sniffed around the child, and then stretched out its tongue to lick it.
That child's face, but the child actually stopped crying and laughed, which was so surprising. Then the big wolf jumped away with the child in its mouth, and finally disappeared into the wind and snow..."
Feng Zhongyi felt very sad after hearing this past incident.
Feng Zhongyi felt excited and said: "Master, then Chu Lang is that child! Since he is that child, he is the great-grandson of the hero Duanmu! He is the young master of our blood alliance!"
The old man said: "He comes from Truman Town and has a strong body, that's him!"
Feng Zhong recalled: "Now Chu Lang wants to know the truth and also wants to see the master. Will the master meet him and tell him the truth?"
The old man remained silent. He stared blankly at the lake, seeming to be thinking.
Suddenly, the fishing rod moved.
The wind recalled: "Master, a fish has taken the bait."
The old man said: "Zhongyi, what do you think...should we drag the fish up now, or should we not drag it up yet and wait until it gets bigger and stronger?"
Feng Zhongyi thought for a moment and said, "Master makes the decision."
The old man tapped his hand on the fishing rod. Under the water, the fishhook came out of the fish's mouth, and the fish was unhooked.
Feng Zhongyi immediately understood that the master was not going to see Chu Lang anymore.
The old man picked up the fishing rod and slapped it on the water. The water splashed and the fish was so frightened that it dived to the bottom of the river and burrowed into the mud.
The old man also stood up. He looked at the wind and recalled: "Implement the plan in advance and force you into a desperate situation. If you can survive the desperate situation, you can shoulder the responsibility of the sun and the moon and lead the blood alliance to fight for the royal city in the future!"