Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

"This son is too arrogant, even if he is the master of Huajing, he should not be so arrogant!"

When Jiang Tian walked away, Wei Feilong sighed with regret: "Because he is so stubborn, I don't bother to care about him. When Master Huo comes, I will ask his old man to go!

Upon hearing this, everyone was in jubilation.

"Master, do we really stay here? What if they get revenge? Let's go"

On the way back to the residence, Tang Linglong was worried about authenticity.

"If they want to get rich, let them get rich. I don't love money," Jiang Tianqing smiled lightly.

"It's revenge! Master, you, why are you still joking!" Tang Linglong pressed her chest tightly, crying and laughing.

"Oh, take revenge on me, then kill me"

Jiang Tian shook his head unconsciously and said lightly: "I can't go anyway, but I want to find that emperor flower for your sister-in-law!"

"Master, just how did you find that mixed-race white man talking?" Asked the ghost with a frowning kick.

"He uses abdominal language" Jiang Tian's face was calm.

This secret technique occurs by agitation of the abdomen, and the mouth does not move at all, so it can naturally hide from ordinary martial arts.

But how can it be concealed and able to see through the eyes of Jiang Tian, ​​who has a sense of understanding?

For the remaining two days, Jiang Tian walked around the martial arts party, chatted with the martial artists, and asked about the news of the empress flower.

Strange to say, many martial artists shouted and shouted at him in Juyitang, but in private they were horrified and flattering.

They hate and fear Jiang Tian. When there are many people, they have no fear, but when they face Jiang Tian alone, fear prevails and they dare not offend.

"Well, the warrior is also a human, sometimes it is also for survival." In this regard, Jiang Tian also shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Asked many martial artists, they did not provide information on the Empress Flower.

In this regard, Jiang Tian has made psychological preparations and is not discouraged.

But in fact, there are also many warriors who hate Jiang Tian and are looking forward to Huo Qingtian rushing over to kill Jiang Taichu.

It can be said that this martial arts gathering was an undercurrent, and the killings appeared.

Early on the third day, the atmosphere was a little different.

All warriors got up early in the morning, with emotions of excitement, tension, anticipation, and anxiety on their faces.

This day, however, is the day when the ring race begins and the chairman of the Wulian Federation is decided, and Huo Qingtian will dare to come on this day.

"Master, let ’s go and see what the masters are."

Tang Linglong pulled Jiang Tian's sleeve and said.

"What's so good, go ahead" Jiang Tian shook his head with a lack of interest.

Tang Linglong said it was the same. Master even Mo Haoxiong and Hong Tianzhao are all flicking fingers. Who can get Master ’s eyes?

But she wanted to open her eyes, so when she left the courtyard, she followed the flow of people and went to the side of Shuizhuang facing the lake.

The entire water village and a large area of ​​Poyang Lake have been cordoned off. Many police officers patrolled the water around the water village or by speedboat to separate the martial arts people from the worldly audience and strictly ordered the world The man is close.

Looking at the license plates of police cars, not only the local police in Jiujiang, but also Hongcheng. Obviously, the police in Gansu Province also attach great importance to this.

The manor near Linshui has an open courtyard and excellent vision. It is one or two meters above the water surface. It is used as a venue for ceremonies. There are colorful flags flying, banners pulled up and many auditoriums.

Wei Feilong and Zhao Yuankun were surrounded by a tall and elder old man sitting on the teacher's chair in the front row, which was very conspicuous.

The old man was wearing a black cloth gown, had to be seventy years old and had white hair and white hair, but a pair of tigers were so brilliant that they looked extremely exquisite.

While Wei Feilong and Zhao Yuankun were originally distinguished identities, they had very high ancestry, and were highly advanced, but they respected him and acted as disciples.

Behind them, there are many well-known martial artists seated in high and low ages.

Not to mention the iron body, there are dozens of internal masters, and there are several masters of Huajing.

"Who is the old man? How can I see many rich people worship him?"

Among the crowd outside the cordon, Chu Mengyao, with a tired face, wondered.

Around him were a group of young people from Jinling, such as Lin Monong, Tang Baoer, Lei Gang, Xia Miao, and Ye Feng.

Their status is too low, and they have no martial arts, so they are arranged to the appearance of the cordon, and they are not even qualified to sit.

"Yes, Hong Tao, the chairman of Zhongyuan Real Estate, Liu Dong from Jiangnan Shipbuilding, and Zhao from Tianwei Entertainment. These are regulars on the Forbes list of rich people, and Lei Gang, our martial arts master from Jinling, thundered."

Tang Bao'er also watched the extraordinary old man with indifference, as several families cherished the identities of the rich, he couldn't believe it.

These rich people are all well-known in Huaxia. Their assets are above the scale of 10 billion yuan. They are not as powerful as the Chu and Tang families in Jinling.

But now, it is incredible to worship the old man with respect and courtesy.

"He should be the legendary warrior."

Lin Monong's beautiful eyes are glittering and glittering, but she is thinking, is Jiang Tian also such a strong one?

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"Do you say Jiang Tian is the same as them?" Suddenly, Tang Baoer pulled Larin Mo Nong's sleeve.

Lin Monong is just an ordinary person. Where can I know so much? I smiled and said, "I don't know! But look at Zhao Yuankun's respect for Jiang Tian and call him a master. He should be very good."

"Hum, how is that possible!"

Chu Mengyao thought for a night last night, but did not close his eyes, but finally came to the conclusion: "Jiang Tian may know a little martial arts, but he is definitely not a master. He didn't learn anything at all!"

Yes, in her mind, Jiang Tian is a wasteless thing. She did n’t go to class in college, she went to bed every day, she had exams, and she did n’t know anything about business.

His body is also very poor. He has been hollowed out in the Internet cafes, bars, and girls' noodles all day long. How can he become a master?

"But Zhao Yuankun respects him very much," Tang Baoer said weakly.

She also did not like Jiang Tian very much, but seeing Jiang Tian struggling against Lei Gang, Xia Miao and Zhao Hao, three outstanding young people, although she could not accept it, she also noticed that Jiang Tian was extraordinary.

"Huh, what's so bizarre?"

Chu Mengyao said coldly: "Do n’t forget, the Jiang family is a big family of medicine, and Jiang Changgeng is a famous doctor in Jinling. People in Wulin will always be injured. Maybe Zhao Yuankun was treated by Jiang Changgeng. Zhao Yuankun gave Jiang It ’s possible to lose face. "

She has been unable to accept the fact that Jiang Tian has become stronger, just like a dusty pearl, after so lightly rubbing, she has become so bright and shining that she has no courage to look straight.

Last night, she tossed and pondered, thinking about such a reasonable explanation.

"He himself has absolutely no such ability," Chu Mengyao said with a firm expression.

Next to him, Lei Gang said nothing, and Jiang Tian slapped Zhao Hao with a slap, which must be a master's level.

However, Xia Miao is also on the side, and he and Jiang Tian are love rivals. As his buddy, he can't say how powerful Jiang Tian is.

"So, isn't the Jiang family as bad as outside rumors?"

Tang Baoer said innocently, "It just depends on the family, that's nothing. Who in Xia Miao and Lei Gang does not rely on the family? Sister Meng Yao, in fact, Xia Miao is really not as good as Jiang Tian."

"Don't say it, it's impossible for both of us"

Speaking of Jiang Tian's name, Chu Mengyao was irritable for a while, and was very uncomfortable.

"The northwest guru Li Hufeng came to observe the ceremony!"

With a loud chant, at this time, another party suddenly came from the manor to the site of viewing ceremony.

This old man, wearing an old sheepskin hide, with a white towel on his head, has a lean body and dark skin, is still a Luo pot, and also holds a brass cigarette bag pot in his hand, looking like an old farmer.

"Master Li, I didn't expect your old man to come!"

"Master Li, always good!"

"Li old, I have long wanted to see you, I have never been able to see it!"

But many rich people in the field scrambled to stand up, respectfully, bowed their fists, all the greetings.

"You old hero, you are here! I miss you so far!"

Even Wei Feilong and Zhao Yuankun came out together, greeted with joy.

Among many tyrants, only Huo Qingtian didn't meet each other, but he stood up and held his fists away.

"This old man, is there anything bizarre? It looks very poor! The old leather jacket is bare and hairless!" Tang Baoer said with a naive expression.

"Little girl, you speak carefully. This is the master of martial arts." Inside the distant cordon, an old man groaned.

"Well, how can you hear me?"

Tang Baoer was suddenly surprised,

I was a dozen meters away from the old man, and I deliberately lowered my voice. How did he hear it?

"Oh, I'm a warrior inside. I can hear ant fights. What's the distance?"

When the old man saw Tang Baoer's innocent and lovely face, he said two more words.

"Grandpa, what is the master of martial arts?" Tang Baoer asked curiously.

"You are not warriors? Whose children are they, and how did they get in?"

The old man frowned suddenly and asked suddenly.

The real estate of Chu Mengyao and Tang Bao'er is only a few hundred million and ten million, so he is not qualified to enter.

They were brought in by Jiang Tian, ​​but Tang Baoer was worried that Jiang Tianzhen could not live with the old man, and laughed: "Oh, we are disciples of Jinling Lei's Armed Forces Museum"

Aside, Lei Gang hurriedly held his fist and saluted: "Senior Qi Qi, Lei Ming is my father, these are my teachers and brothers."

"Oh, Lei Ming seems to be a boxer. Can he break through the peak of the iron body now?"

The old man obviously knew Thunder too, and hesitated for a long time before he remembered it.

"Oh, thanks to the father, he just reached the top of the iron body last year." Lei Gang said respectfully.

"Oh, that's rare!"

The old man nodded indifferently, then wondered: "However, your brothers and sisters are too bad, not even the master of martial arts, has your father ever told them?"