v2 Chapter 1601： Legend (1/2)

When the white-haired old man appeared, Hahal and other monsters did not dare to neglect, and quickly resigned.

Apparently.

They are all in awe of the gray-haired old man.

As the old man walked slowly with his jade stick in his bones, a pair of deep and muddy eyes kept staring at Gu Qingfeng, but the more he looked, the deeper his brow frowned, and the more he looked at him, the more horrified he became, the more he wondered about it , The more I look at my heart, the more I am afraid.

When he stopped, the white-haired old man suddenly bowed his head and bowed, saluting, saying, ”Under the bronze, meet my lord.”

This time of worship, not only the two immortals worshipping Zijin and Ziqing were shocked, but also some great demon spirits such as Hahar were a little scared.

”Hahal, what are you still doing, and you are not ready to meet my lord!”

The white-haired old man yelled in a low voice, and Hahal and other monsters looked at each other without hesitation. They all changed into adults and worshipped.

Grandma is sitting on the grandma.

Ergu Qingfeng raised Erlang's legs, slightly tilted his head, squinted at the white-haired old man, and smiled, ”Why do you call me a superior?”

The old man with white hair respectfully responded: ”Respecting driving is neither immortal, nor magic, nor demon, although he is a man, but not a mortal, but a man who is a man and is a man.”

”Hehe.” Gu Qingfeng asked, ”How can you say that I am not a mortal man, why is he above me?”

”Please forgive me, I can't see where the driving is extraordinary.”

”Since I can't see it, how can I conclude that I am above all others?”

”Below is just a fear of the heart, a fear of fear.”

”Heart is awesome, fearful and fearful ...” Gu Qingfeng shook his head and smiled, and said, ”Sir ... oh, don't say it, it sounds fresh.”

In the ancient Qingfeng's impression, the two words of ”Master” can only be seen in some very ancient classics.

Although the avenue has three thousand, the humanity has already fallen. The so-called people are just ants in the eyes of the avenue.

As a cricket ant, how can it be called a superior?

I only have fairy, demon, demon.

of course.

Heaven and earth have gone through countless years, and in each era there will always be so many extraordinary people, these people are not immortals, demons, demons, or Buddhas, and they are no longer in any avenue. Although mortal, but extraordinary, Such people are called superior.

I just did.

There are very few ancestors in the past. They are as rare as sages. They are rarer than sages. Gu Qingfeng has only seen records of sages in classics before. He has never seen them, even once, and lived. For the first time in most of his life, someone called himself a superior.

Do not know why.

When I heard someone calling himself a superior, deep inside Gu Qingfeng, there was such a feeling that he could not understand the road. He felt as if he had finally found his belonging, and he felt like a person.

”What's your name? Bronze, isn't it?” Gu Qingfeng asked, ”You are the mountain king of this demon mountain?”

”No! Below is just an old demon practicing on this black scale mountain.”

”Who is your mountain king?”

”Sir, we have no king in Blackscale Mountain.”