The old madman's voice was not loud, but it was clearly transmitted to the ears of the man in black robes thousands of meters away. He couldn't help but be shocked. The old madman actually knew that he was secretly guarding Luo Feng a long time ago.

"Master, do you know?" Luo Feng was embarrassed

The old madman smiled disdainfully, "You kid, what can you hide from me? I have known this little trick for a long time. I wanted to drive him away, but when I thought that he had no ill intentions towards you, I turned a blind eye.

One eye."

Luo Feng was silent, and soon the man in black robe appeared, bowing from a distance, "As expected of the senior madman from the Nine Nether Realm. Even if I am very careful, I still can't escape the discernment of senior madman."

"Stop flattering me. How old are you?"

The man in black robe smiled slightly and opened his hood for the first time. His long silver-gray hair was blowing in the wind, his light blue doublet, and his face as sharp as a knife, just like a male pig's feet walking out of a painting.

.

When Luo Feng saw the true face of the man in black robe, he couldn't help but be attracted by his appearance.

If Luo Feng's appearance is considered outstanding, then the man in black robe is simply impeccable, a unique piece of art carefully carved by the world's top craftsmen.

It is hard to imagine that such a man with such a face that is more feminine than a woman can have such a mature and deep voice.

The man in black robe bowed, "I am the captain of the Ji family's shadow guard, Yin Chen, thirty-three years old, banished to the realm of immortals."

"It's amazing. As expected of a member of a big family, he has already reached the realm of immortality at the age of thirty-three. His cultivation and talent are among the best in the entire world."

The man in black robe smiled faintly, "I'm just a nobody compared to the old madman and the old Heavenly Master."

"There's no need to be modest. You are indeed very good. I'm doing my best to hand over this brat to you." The old madman waved his hand and said, "Do you have anything to eat? Give me some for the old man."

The man in black robe presented a black backpack with dried beef jerky inside, but unfortunately there was no wine, only a large jug of water.

The old madman was not polite, and then he ate meat and drank water. After eating and drinking, he looked at this handsome man and asked, "How long has it been since you reached the realm of immortality?"

The man in black robe pondered, "It's been three years. I had some opportunities at your residence and successfully reached the Immortal Realm."

"It's amazing, it's really amazing," the old madman laughed. "Everyone in the world says that if you reach the Dragon Peak at the age of twenty-five, you are a unique genius.

With a little monster like you, you are a hundred times stronger than my worthless apprentice."

The man in black robe looked at Luo Feng with a smile and said respectfully, "The young master is the chosen one. Although he started late, he has made rapid progress. It is only a matter of time before he becomes the master of Yinchen in the future."

The old madman cast a disdainful look at Luo Feng, which made Luo Feng very unhappy.

I have never seen a master suppress his disciples everywhere, and he does not give himself any face in front of outsiders, although Yin Chen is not an outsider in a sense.

The old madman asked again, "Have you seen this brat, father?"

The face of the man in black robe suddenly condensed. He recalled that when he was in Phoenix City, Di Longqi was just standing behind him. The unprecedented sense of oppression made even him, a strong man who was banished to the fairyland, feel suffocated.

"It seems that you must have seen that man?" The old madman took another sip of wine and said with an extremely serious face, "Di Longqi, who is said to have ancient bloodline, has a physique comparable to wild beasts. This man I have seen before

I’ve seen it before, it’s really scary.”

At this point, the old madman looked at Luo Feng, "You are far behind me. When I was eighteen years old, I had already awakened the second level of the Emperor's bloodline. I could even stand up to ten people in the Immortal Realm with my own strength."

In an invincible position, look at how hard it is for you to play with a little dragon peak warrior, go and sit at the same table with a child."

Luo Feng smiled bitterly and said, "Master, it turns out that you have known my identity for a long time, so I have never dared to tell you."

"From the first moment I saw you, I felt that your aura is very similar to that of Teiryuuzaki. Do you still want to hide it from me?"

"But..." The old madman sighed and looked at Luo Feng, "It's a pity that I can teach you peerless skills and lay a solid foundation for your future practice, but I don't know anything about bloodline development and can't

Help you a lot.”

Yin Chen said with a smile, "This old crazy senior can rest assured. The young master's first-level bloodline has matured, and now he can fight even against the mid-stage dragon peak, so all he needs to open the second level is a suitable opportunity.

.”

"I heard that Emperor Ryuzaki has an eldest son, what is his name?"

"Di Wushuang is twenty years old now, but he reached the second level of bloodline when he was eighteen years old. Although he has not opened up the Qi Sea, his physical cultivation is full of the eighth level."

"It's amazing. Although the martial arts in the new era is lonely, geniuses are still striving to reach the top. I'm just afraid that this brat will be beaten severely when he sees him in the future."

The man in black robe secretly sighed. He had not originally planned to mention the Emperor Wushuang too much in front of Luo Feng. After all, this was indeed a big blow to Luo Feng.

Unexpectedly, Luo Feng was not discouraged at all and acted very calmly.

Why?

Because Luo Feng knew that his half-brother was very strong, and it was impossible for him to be on par with him in a short time.

But as the saying goes, as long as you have perseverance, an iron pestle can be ground into a needle.

Everyone has awakened the blood of the Imperial family, and we may not know which one is stronger and which one is weaker in the future.

"Master, when will Heavenly Master end this?" Luo Feng began to worry about things in the imperial capital.

If there is still no result from the old Heavenly Master's side, Luo Feng still hopes that the old madman will go back to solve Zhao Feiqing's matter first.

"Wait a minute. If there are no results tonight, I will go back. Don't worry, those troublemakers won't come around until I get back."

"Why, I don't understand."

The old madman did not answer, "This is not what you should know."

The sun sets over the western mountains, wild geese roam in the sky, and the orange-red sunset dyes the entire forest red.

Suddenly, at this moment, the old madman slowly opened his eyes, with a fierce look on his face. Then he stood up and walked a few feet away. He looked at the surprising land of birds and beasts in the distance and snorted coldly.

Luo Feng, who was still meditating, was also awakened by the old madman's strange behavior and asked the serious-looking man in black robe next to him, "What's wrong?"

The man in black robe said seriously, "There is a breath, a very powerful breath."

Suddenly, I heard the old madman standing with his hands behind his back. His voice was not loud, but it resounded between heaven and earth.

"Old Ghost Qi, I can smell your stink from afar, get out of here."
Chapter completed!