Chapter 1754 Old Friend Fuyaozi!

Everyone's eyes fell on the old man. Everyone knew that the old man's words were not trustworthy. They just listened to it as a story, and maybe it was to satisfy their yearning for fairy tales.

"It would be ridiculous for you to ask that." The old man shook his head, "The Ziyang faction on Ziyang Mountain is one of the largest factions in our human race. It has been established for tens of millions of years. The ancestor Fuyao Daoist, that is even more A person who reaches heaven and earth, in the battle between gods and demons, Master Fuyao also showed his power on the battlefield and turned the tide. Just talking about this old ancestor, I am afraid that he must be tens of millions of years old now. Ten thousand years, what's so strange?"

"Wow, is that so mysterious?" Everyone felt unbelievable, and a man with buck teeth asked, "I said, old taro, what you said is true. Could it be that you are also a member of the Ziyang sect? I heard that gods like to enter the world Cultivation, you are such an existence, right?"

This, to be honest, is a bit teasing and ridiculing.

But the old man was not angry, he shook his head and said, "I don't dare to compare with the gods, but I'm just a bad old man who relies on others to help..."

At this time, the restaurant owner turned around and looked at the old man suspiciously, "By the way, old taro, where did you come from? I don't know your real name even though I know your name is old taro?"

When everyone heard the words, they also turned their curious eyes on the old man. This old man has been in Taiping Town for a long time, and almost everyone knows him, but no one knows his real name. Originally, most people here are called Amao and Agou. In the real world, this is not unusual, but when the hotel owner asked, everyone was inevitably curious.

What is the old man's name? from where? How do you feel you know a lot? Although everyone does not know whether he is telling the truth or a story.

"Hahaha……"

Hearing this, the old man suddenly burst into laughter, and the dirty beard under his chin was fluttering in the cold wind, "Is the name important? Is it important where you come from? It has long been turned into a dream, don't ask anyone when we meet by chance, a glass of wine for the sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes..."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the rice wine on the case and took a sip, with an intoxicated look on his old face.

Everyone couldn't help but be disappointed. This old man not only played with mystery, but also got involved with them.

For a moment, as if affected by the old man's emotions, the restaurant became quiet for a while, and seeing the old man, he was like a statue of a god that had been parked for millions of years, full of vicissitudes.

"Thousands of years have passed like an arrow, and now Fang Ru is just waking up from a big dream. New people don't know, old people no longer exist, things are but people are not. What's the point of a bird's ambition, soaring?"

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded, breaking the tranquility in the restaurant.

Everyone couldn't help but follow the prestige, and saw a man sitting in the corner of the restaurant. This man was eating hot dough with his back facing everyone. Looking at his back, he looked a bit young.

Hearing this, the old man suddenly trembled all over, as if he had been shocked by electricity, and looked at the back with piercing eyes.

An old face was full of excitement and disbelief, and then because of the excitement, his whole body trembled slightly.

"Yes...it's you...you are..." The old man's lips were trembling, and he couldn't speak clearly.

All the diners couldn't help but wonder, who is this young man, and how can this old man be so restless? Could it be that this old man owes a lot of money to others?

The young man put down his chopsticks, turned around slowly, and a face with a style very different from that of the locals appeared in front of everyone.

"Long time no see, old man, do you still remember me?" The young man had a faint smile on his face, and his eyes only fell on the old man.

"Su..." The old man stood up abruptly after a long time as if struck by lightning, and quickly walked towards the man, "Really, it's really you..."

The young man raised his hand and stopped his words, "Let's talk about it in another place."

The old man nodded quickly, and the young man put a few shell coins on the table, and the two disappeared from the restaurant without warning.

"Wow..."

This scene caused an uproar in the restaurant, and the two people, who were doing well, disappeared in an instant.

Is it a fairy?

Is this old taro really a fairy?

No wonder he knows so many old stories, it turns out he is a hidden old fairy?

The owner of the restaurant, who was busy with his work, was also standing there blankly at the moment. The scene in front of him seemed to subvert his cognition. It seemed that he had missed a fairy fate for nothing?

...

Ten miles outside Taiping Town, there is a thatched pavilion beside the road.

"Brother Su, is it really you?" The old man's voice was trembling, and he couldn't hide his excitement.

Su Hang sat across from him, looked at this dirty old man, and couldn't help shaking his head, "I haven't seen you for so many years, you've grown up like this, should I call you Xiaorong, or Fuyaozi?"

An old man who has lost his teeth, calling himself big brother, is really weird in the eyes of others.

This person is none other than the child of the Yu clan that Su Hang rescued back then, Yu Rong. In the blink of an eye, that child has become an existence of the Dao of Heaven, which is really embarrassing.

"Brother Su can naturally call you whatever you want." The old man smiled wryly, "Thirty million years have passed in a flash. Last time you were alive, Brother Su, I was unable to see each other because of retreat. It was a pity in my life, and I thought I was After that, it will be difficult to see each other again, I can't think of today..."

Speaking of this, the old man was so excited that he wanted to cry.

Su Hang shook his head, "I said back then that we will meet each other if we are destined, but you really surprised me. Unexpectedly, if you say a word, you really become a Fuyaozi."

Yu Rong said, "Without Big Brother Su, I would either have died at the mouth of that barren mountain basilisk, or I would have been wiped out by that pterosaur clan. How could I still worship Ziyang Mountain and worship Ziyang Daoist, how could I be here today... "

As he said that, Yu Rong talked non-stop, telling Su Hang about his experiences in these years.

I have to say that he is really a storyteller. The journey of cultivation is long and lonely. Tens of millions of years are enough to make the people around him change from batch to batch. It is natural to see an old friend now. It's talkative.

Yu Rong joined the Ziyang School, and because of Su Hang's words, he changed his name to Fuyaozi, practiced under Ziyang Zhenren's sect, entered the Tao with a sparrow's soul, and completed the Nanming Tianpeng Jue that Su Hang left him. After practicing hard, he finally attained the Nine Heavens God Peng body. It can be said that it has become a classic legend in the entire practice world, and is even regarded as an inspirational idol by many monks.