After a lot of insinuations, he almost used his most powerful beauty trick, but for a centuries-old monster, he really didn’t have much confidence in his beauty trick, so it might not be as effective as a brick.【】

"Old man, tell me the origin of Chaoyang City and the distribution of the major forces." Feng Yang said loudly.

"What did you say?" The old man pretended to be deaf and dumb as always.

Feng Yang rolled his eyes and immediately took out a hundred gold coins and handed them to the old man.

The old man's eyes immediately shone, and he pretended to take the gold coin casually. His face changed as naturally and quickly as if he were flipping through a book. He said amiably: "Young people have a future. It makes the old man's eyesight and hearing much better."

"Let me tell you, this Chaoyang City can be regarded as a legendary city. Thousands of years ago, Chaoyang City was the leading big city in the mainland. At that time, many powerful people came in droves to find the so-called treasures of heaven and earth.

The big forces also relocated one after another, turning the originally little-known remote ancient city into a prosperous big city. Because of the arrival of those powerful people, they did not find the natural and earthly treasures they wanted, but they developed many precious ones.

resources, and also found many high-quality natural materials and treasures."

As Feng Yang listened, he couldn't help but nod frequently, but he had heard this from the mouths of ordinary citizens, and it was not a secret. Feng Yang saw the old man playing with gold coins in his hand, understood it, and secretly cursed this greedy old man.

.

Despite the scolding, Feng Yang finally took out a thousand gold coins and handed them to the old man, "Master, take them to drink and pick up girls."

The old man weighed the gold coins in his hands, nodded with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "Speaking of girls, I do know that there is a place in Chaoyang City..."

"Okay, uncle, you'd better get to the point."

"Sorry, sorry, people's thoughts tend to wander as they get older. Don't be surprised, young man. Speaking of which, the arrival of those forces and strong men has developed countless resource areas, which led those strong men to think that there is endless wealth here and that it has the legendary value.

treasure, so those people fight openly and secretly because of this every day."

"At that time, the Tiansha Sect and the Netherworld Ghost Sect were not as powerful as they are now. The most powerful ones were the Arbitration Church and the Feiyun Sect."

"Feiyun Sect?" Feng Yang was shocked. He knew from the Gulai Empire that Feiyun Sect was once the top sect in the mainland, but he didn't expect it to be so strong.

"Why, you also know Feiyunmen?" The old man was also surprised. This happened a thousand years ago. Even some old men may not know it. Would he know?

"I heard a little bit about it." Feng Yang said vaguely.

The leader nodded with a half-smile. The wrinkles on his face could probably kill a fly, but they didn't give anyone the look of old age. "The prosperity of Feiyun Sect back then was an unstoppable trend. A martial artist

The strong ones were in charge, and with the help of the powerful martial saints and martial gods under their banners, they killed everyone in Chaoyang City and suppressed other sects to death. The Netherworld Ghost Sect and Tiansha Sect were suppressed by Feiyun Sect and had no temper at all. They could only stay in bed.

A small area that is self-sufficient.”

"After a hundred years of searching, there is still no trace of the so-called treasures of heaven, materials and earth. No one understands the reason for the weird weather in Chaoyang City. Most of the resource points here are occupied by the Arbitration Church and Feiyun Sect. Many

The gang forces are planning to withdraw from Chaoyang City."

"However, just when the major forces were preparing to withdraw, something unexpected happened?"

Feng Yang asked anxiously: "What happened?"

"The master of Feiyun Sect, the strong martial artist has died."

Feng Yang rolled his eyes, "Do you know why he died?"

The old man pretended that he couldn't hear clearly again, put his ear to Feng Yang's mouth, and said loudly: "What did you say?"

Feng Yang was unambiguous. He directly placed a bag of gold coins next to the old man's ear and shook it, making a crisp sound of 'ding-ding-ding' caused by the collision of the gold coins. "Do you hear it clearly?"

"Listen clearly." The old man didn't show any pretense. He directly reached out to take the gold coin and continued: "I don't know exactly what it is."

"Your uncle, where are you cheating money?"

"Don't worry, young man. I don't know the specific details, but it is probably clear. It is said that because the high-level Warcraft left over from the Warcraft catastrophe three thousand years ago caused chaos in a certain empire, the master of Feiyun Sect led many strong men to that continent.

To resist the monsters, later in order to suppress those monsters in that empire, Feiyunmen branch was set up in the empire, and the strong martial artist also died because of it, and it is said that many martial saints and martial gods also died."

"After the death of these powerful men, the Feiyun Sect General Altar in Chaoyang City almost became an empty shell, useless. It was soon destroyed by the Tiansha Sect, Netherworld Ghost Sect and other forces. Feiyun Sect's resource points were divided up.

The most profitable ones are the Netherworld Ghost Sect and the Tiansha Sect, and these two sects have become the four major forces in the mainland."

Feng Yang really admired this old man in his heart. In fact, he knew how the first generation master of Feiyun Sect died. He just wanted to test whether this old man really knew so many things. Now Feng Yang did

I feel relieved, I even know these things, and there is indeed some knowledge.

"Actually, let me tell you, the sudden rebellion of the high-level monsters in that empire was simply planned by someone."

"You mean that empire may be the hometown of the master of the Feiyun Sect, and the high-level monsters are responsible for the rebellion caused by people from the Tiansha Sect and the Netherworld Ghost Sect, using the hands of the monsters to dismantle the Feiyun Sect?" Feng Yang was suspicious.

Stare at the old man.

The old man smiled slyly and said, "I didn't mean that. That's what you said."

"Then you continue." Feng Yang said.

"Since the destruction of Feiyun Sect and the rise of Netherworld Ghost Sect and Tiansha Sect, many sects have also withdrawn. However, they did not withdraw all their strength, but left some of their strength in Chaoyang City to open branches and develop the resources here.

In addition, I continue to hunt for treasures, but after so many years, there is still no trace."

"These sects have gradually calmed down, there have been fewer fights, and they have begun to recharge their batteries."

Feng Yang hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't help but ask: "It stands to reason that the life span of a cultivator is much longer than that of ordinary people. I really want to know, how did you live for so many years without cultivating?"

"Don't say it." The old man smiled calmly, "Don't you understand the principle that rare things are valuable?"

"Haha, I understand." Feng Yang didn't force himself. After all, if everyone lived for a few hundred years, the continent would still be in chaos.

Feng Yang carefully observed this old monster again. Although he had a lifespan of hundreds of years, he did not look rickety at all. Instead, his figure was dwarfed. He was about the same height as himself. He was wearing an ordinary gray plain clothes.

An old face is full of wrinkles, as if the face is covered with skin much larger than the face. When you smile, the skin of the whole face is affected, making the wrinkles look a bit shocking, like an old tree bark, but there is no

It gives people the slightest feeling of being old-fashioned.

What surprised Feng Yang the most was that the old man's eyes were not cloudy at all, but bright and sharp, as if they could penetrate people's hearts. If he looked at this old man, Feng Yang would feel naked. He had lived for hundreds of years.

My life is not in vain, and the title of old goblin cannot be shameful.

"Thank you very much for today, farewell." Feng Yang turned around and said.

"Young man, I feel that you are to my liking and you are generous with your moves. Old man, I will rely on my old skills and tell you. I am not afraid that you will say that I am bragging. In fact, a hundred years ago, I had a nickname in the world called Pinch Finger Divine Calculation." The old man shouted to stop.

Feng Yang, stretched out his right hand towards Feng Yang, "That's how I cut off my fingers."

"Oh?" Feng Yang stood still and turned back to the old man. He was shocked to see that the old man had no ring finger on his right hand. He secretly laughed in his heart. I made a fool of myself to interrupt him.

"You think my finger was broken because of random calculations?" the old man said with a smile.

Suddenly, Feng Yang found that his feeling had changed. Although his face was still full of wrinkles, it had an unfathomable charm.

The old man flicked his goatee and said with a smile: "With your outfit and appearance, as well as your boldness, you should be the top leader in a certain city, but the good times don't last long."

"Are you cursing me?" Feng Yang said unhappily.

"Haha, if you don't believe me, just wait. If you don't change your policy and strategy now, in five years, you will encounter a catastrophe, and many, many people will die, including those closest to you. They will all die one by one.

In front of you, you can't change anything." The old man said with a serious expression.

"Really?" Feng Yang thought for a moment, then laughed disapprovingly, "Old man, stop playing such little tricks. You saw that I was being generous and deliberately said something so mysterious. Next, are you going to

Want to show my sincerity and then give me some tips to resolve this disaster?"

"I helped you resolve the disaster, so I should give you money." The old man said.

"Goodbye." Feng Yang didn't look back.

The old man looked at Feng Yang's tall back and said, "Young man, I'm not sure you will come to me in five years. We will meet again soon. Cherish the time in front of you and don't try to change anything, otherwise you will be in ruins."

Feng Yang heard what the old man said, but he didn't take it seriously at all. Although the old guy lived a long life, Feng Yang never believed in fortune telling. He had always believed that fate was in his own hands, and that man could conquer nature. What had already happened.

He also knows how to behave like doomed quacks.

In his view, those so-called fortune tellers just read a few books on this subject, and coupled with their keen observation skills, they judged a person based on a person's clothing, conversation, words and deeds, etc., and then guessed it.

You can start talking nonsense.

Just like when some people get pregnant, they always like to go to those magic tellers to ask whether the baby is a boy or a girl. If I go there, it will be a boy or a girl. There is a 50% chance. If you ask me, I also have a chance to get it right.

"Brothers in front, wait."

When Feng Yang was thinking wildly, a shout came from behind him. Feng Yang stopped and turned around, only to find two young men. The two young men were also dressed in the same uniform, both carrying long swords.

"Is something wrong?" Feng Yang asked.

"Our boss wants to talk to you."
Chapter completed!