Chapter 222

At this time, the white-haired old man on the side walked to Wu Feng's side, and said with a hey smile: "Young man, since you can't get out, you should stay and be a companion for the old man. The old man will stay in this cave by himself." After so many years, I feel very lonely, wouldn't it be nice for us to chat when we have nothing to do?"

Wu Feng raised his head suddenly, looked at the white-haired old man, and asked expressionlessly, "Old man, who are you? Why have you been staying in this cave?"

As soon as the words came out, the white-haired old man froze for a moment, and after a while, he returned to his usual smile, and asked somewhat mysteriously, "Young man, do you really want to know who I am?"

Wu Feng nodded firmly.At this moment, he had completely given up the idea of ​​getting out of this cave, his heart was ashamed, and he was eager to know everything about this strange old man.

"Okay! Since you want to know so much, I'll tell you, old man. However, after I tell you, I'm afraid you're really going to kneel down and kowtow to this old man." The white-haired old man looked at Wu Feng with a smile, looking even more of mystery.

"How do you say that?" Wu Feng became even more curious.

"Young man, I ask you, since you are the descendant of Maoshan, do you know the origin of Maoshan? Who created the Maoshan lineage?" The white-haired old man asked without answering.

Wu Feng shook his head in a daze, and said, "I don't know about this, my master never told me about it."

The white-haired old man snorted coldly, and said disdainfully: "You still say that you are the descendant of Maoshan, but you don't even know who founded the Maoshan lineage, and you have the nerve to accept apprentices. It's really in vain for me to be a descendant of Maoshan!"

Wu Feng stood up, feeling a little annoyed in his heart, but seeing that he saved his life, it was not easy to get angry, he just said angrily to the white-haired old man: "Old man! I don't allow you to insult my master! My master He is an old man with profound Taoism, respects his teachers, and is quite respected by the villagers, how can you say that about him?!"

Unexpectedly, the white-haired old man still had a disdainful tone, and continued: "Old man, what's wrong with him? Even if your master is standing in front of this old man, I still want to beat him, an unfilial disciple and grandson!"

"You..." Wu Feng stared at the white-haired old man, he was so angry that he couldn't speak for a moment, and finally he choked out such a sentence: "You...you are already so old, can you beat my master? His old man can break you apart with a single slap!"

"Haha..." The white-haired old man suddenly laughed loudly, his white hair trembled. After laughing, he said to Wu Feng again: "You have a good tone, and you are not afraid to flash your tongue! It's rare to meet an opponent, and I haven't heard of anyone who can break this old man up."

"Just brag... I'm here alone, so others can't hear you. I think you can't even beat me, so why are you saying that you are a rare opponent..." Wu Feng said with a curl of his lips.

The white-haired old man's eyes suddenly lit up, he stared at Wu Feng closely, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again, and said: "Young man, it seems that you really don't believe what I say, old man?"

"Ghosts believe what you say!" Wu Feng said disdainfully.

"That's good! The old man will let you see and see! How about this, you kid and your master can be regarded as learning a little superficial, and you can use your housekeeping skills. If you can meet the old man, the old man will be considered a loser!" Then The white-haired old man said lightly.

(End of this chapter)

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