Chapter 1237 Talk

"Father, you're here to fish again!"

However, just as Ye Feng was curious about the identity of this middle-aged man who was fishing without a pole, Hua Yuewu beside Ye Feng said so.

This made Ye Feng stunned for a moment, and instantly understood the identity of this seemingly inconspicuous middle-aged man!

"How is it possible? Is he the loyal emperor? The legendary Martial Emperor powerhouse?"

Ye Feng's heart was beating wildly, and he couldn't accept this fact for a while. Originally, in his opinion, the Martial Emperor should be an omnipotent and powerful existence flying to the sky and escaping from the ground.

They are high above, their status is so noble, it should be unattainable, but the middle-aged man in front of him, wearing ordinary clothes and a straw hat, and there is no aura coming from his body, looks really Just like an ordinary fisherman.

If Huayuewu hadn't called him this way, Ye Feng would never have imagined that such a person would be a mighty existence at the Martial Emperor level!

"You are here."

The middle-aged man spit out a voice, Ye Feng heard it, and it was exactly the same as the ethereal voice they heard before.

This made Ye Feng confirm the other party's identity even more. It was the Master Wu Huang whom he had not met yet, Zhong Huang!

"Master, I brought you a man!"

Yun Dangtian bowed to the middle-aged man and said, looking extremely respectful.

"Bring him here."

The middle-aged man put down the fishing rod in his hand and opened his mouth lightly. He looked like an ordinary person. If she appeared on the street, who would have thought that such an ordinary person would be a powerful existence in the Martial Emperor Realm? ?

"Yes, Master."

Yun Dangtian responded, and then his eyes fell on Ye Feng and said: "Master told you to go and see him, come with me."

Ye Feng's eyes flashed, and he nodded to Yundangtian.

Immediately, the three of them came to the side of the middle-aged man one after the other.

The middle-aged man stood up from the stone bench, and looked at Ye Feng with a pair of very different eyes. He looked benevolent, as if he could give people an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

Looking at the middle-aged man at such a close distance, Ye Feng's first impression was very good, as if he was an elder of him.

It's just that there is a scar on one side of the middle-aged man's face, but it doesn't seem to affect the middle-aged man's regular facial features.

Just looking at this face, Ye Feng can infer that when this middle-aged man was young, he must have been a peerless youth.

"Let's sit over there."

The eyes of the middle-aged man flickered, and he spoke to Ye Feng with a smile. When he looked at Ye Feng, there was a bit of appreciation in his eyes.

Immediately, he took the lead and walked to the gazebo not far away. There were stone tables and chairs in the gazebo, and the middle-aged man sat down first.

Then he smiled and said to Ye Feng: "Sit down!"

Ye Feng was taken aback for a moment, now he was talking to a powerful Martial Emperor, it would be a lie to say that he was not nervous.

But since the other party said so, Ye Feng was not polite, and sat down directly opposite the middle-aged man.

"You two go back, I'll talk to him alone."

The middle-aged man spoke to Yun Dangtian and Hua Yuewu again.

"That disciple will take his leave first."

Yun Dangtian's eyes flickered, and he cupped his hands at the middle-aged man, while Hua Yuewu glanced at the middle-aged man with some resentment, and said, "Shouldn't the father not want Yue Wu to accompany him after he has accepted his apprentice?"

When speaking, Hua Yuewu's face revealed a somewhat delicate and pitiful look.

This made the middle-aged man raise his brows, and then smiled at Hua Yuewu: "You girl, you are so big and you are still so clingy, how can you do it? It seems that the old man will find someone to marry you sooner. "

As soon as these words came out, Huayue Wu's beautiful face suddenly turned crimson, and she said to the middle-aged man: "Father, you are making fun of your daughter again, she is still young, and I want to spend a few more years with you. "

"Okay, don't make fun of me anymore, let's leave with your senior brother first, and the old man will go back later."

Seeing Hua Yuewu's expression like this, the middle-aged man seemed to have no choice but to smile like this.

"Okay, then the daughter will leave first."

Hua Yuewu nodded at the middle-aged man, then looked at Ye Feng again with her beautiful eyes, and said, "Senior Sister Yuewu is leaving first, my father is very kind, don't be afraid."

As she said that, Huayuewu giggled and left here together with Yundangtian.

"May I have your name?"

After Hua Yuewu and Yun Dangtian left, the middle-aged man's eyes fell directly on Ye Feng, sized him up and asked.

"Ye Feng."

Ye Feng replied lightly, sitting with this middle-aged man, he doesn't have much pressure. Although the other party's cultivation base is unfathomable, but there is no aura coming out, as if talking to ordinary people. "Ye Feng ,Good name."

The eyes of the middle-aged man flickered, his eyes were full of vicissitudes, Ye Feng seemed to be able to read many stories from these eyes.

"Angel with Nine Wings, who has reached the peak of the fourth level of Martial King at the age of less than twenty years old, has a special physique with nine attributes, a body of will, comprehends the power of two kinds of forces that enter the state of mind, and awakens the three great spirits. , much stronger than the old man back then."

The middle-aged man kept staring at Ye Feng, and the more he watched, the more he admired him, and he couldn't help but said lightly.

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Ye Feng couldn't help being shocked. He didn't reveal this to outsiders before, as long as he didn't deliberately release the power he had comprehended.

Even the existence of a powerful Supreme Martial King Realm cannot see through it.

And he was just sitting here, and the middle-aged man saw through him at a glance. In front of this middle-aged man, Ye Feng felt that he was a transparent person, and he had no secrets at all, and the other party could tell at a glance. His reality.

This ability is really terrifying!

"What are you doing in a daze, why don't you call me Master?"

Seeing that Ye Feng was still silent, the middle-aged man smiled and spoke to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng couldn't help being taken aback, then stood up from his seat, bowed to the middle-aged man and said: "Master, please accept Ye Feng's worship!"

"well!"

Seeing Ye Feng bowing to him, the middle-aged man hurriedly helped Ye Feng up.

Ye Feng sat down again, Zhonghuang was all smiles, as if he was very satisfied with Ye Feng as a new apprentice.

"Where do you come from? Why do you want to come to participate in this admissions assessment?"

Zhong Huang asked Ye Feng with a smile on his face, as if he was very interested in Ye Feng.

"I come from an unknown small country on the edge of the Great Void Realm. To be honest, I came here to participate in Master's admissions assessment for a purpose."

Ye Feng didn't want to hide anything, since he had worshiped Emperor Zhong as his teacher, he had to be honest with each other.

"A small border country? Where?"

Zhonghuang asked.

"The four major kingdoms of the Great Illusion, the nine kingdoms of the secluded kingdom, the kingdom of Zhao in the Qingyun region."

Ye Feng told his source in detail.

"Qingyunyu Zhao Kingdom?"

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Zhonghuang's eyes froze suddenly, and a look of shock appeared on that vicissitudes of life.

"Are you sure you are from Zhao country?"

Zhonghuang continued to ask Ye Feng. From his expression, it seemed that he was no stranger to Zhao Guo.

"Yes, Master, you have heard of Zhao Guo?"

Seeing Emperor Zhong's performance, Ye Feng was equally astonished. Unexpectedly, it was really not easy to meet a person who was familiar with Zhao Guo in this quiet eight realms.

"I don't know if you've heard of Tianxuan Wufu?"

Hearing Ye Feng's question, Zhonghuang seemed to have entered endless memories, he thought for a moment, and suddenly asked Ye Feng.

As soon as these words came out, Ye Feng's heart trembled violently again, and his eyes fell on Zhonghuang, only shocked in his heart.

In Tianxuanwu Mansion, upon hearing this word, many scenes of memories came to Ye Feng's mind.

There, it bears Ye Feng's green years when he just embarked on the road of martial arts. It can be said that the period of training in Tianxuanwu Mansion is the period of Ye Feng's deepest memory.

There are still many of his acquaintances there, faces appearing in Ye Feng's mind, they are so close when he thinks of them now.

"I walked out of Tianxuanwu Mansion, Master also knows where?"

Ye Feng immediately opened his mouth and said that the eight realms of tranquility are vast and endless, but he never thought that coincidences would make this world smaller.

"Actually, the old man has never been there, but it was a place where an acquaintance of mine stayed. Now, I don't know what happened to him."

Zhonghuang seems to have entered into endless thoughts, and his memory seems to have traveled back to a long time ago. At that time, he once made a friend, and the two hit it off very well.

They can also help each other in cultivation, exchange experiences, and go through many dangerous situations together, which can be described as a true friendship between life and death.

But later, for some reason, the two lost contact, and they have never seen each other until now.

"Friends? Does the master say someone has a name?"

Hearing Zhonghuang's words, Ye Feng was more and more shocked, and asked with a trembling voice.

"King Xuan, the founder of Tianxuan Wufu."

Zhonghuang let out a voice that shocked Ye Feng extremely.

King Xuan, the legendary figure who has cultivated the Hunyuan Sutra of Rank Nine. In a sense, Ye Feng is the descendant of King Xuan.

Now, Ye Feng participated in the assessment of Emperor Wu's recruitment of disciples, and his new master, Emperor Zhong, actually knew King Xuan, which made Ye Feng's heart shudder again.

"To be honest, I am the successor of King Xuan. I have inherited his old man's mantle, and I have come all the way here."

Ye Feng spoke to Emperor Zhong, first of all, I didn't hide anything.

"How is he now?"

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Emperor Zhong was also shocked, and asked again, for this friend, he often still thinks about him, and misses him a little bit.

"I'm no longer here. I obtained the inheritance of the Xuanwang predecessors in the Tianxuanwu Mansion."

Ye Feng said with some sadness that he had experienced King Xuan's life in a different way, and he was deeply touched by King Xuan's experience.

"The old man should have thought of it."

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Emperor Zhong's face showed a bit of loneliness. Although he didn't know King Xuan very well, during the time he met King Xuan, he always felt that the other party had something on his mind.

Later, the two separated.