System: The Master who disappeared for 10 years is back

Han Feng looked at the token in his hand, then at the ship that was facing an enemy before, and asked lightly:

"you know me?"

"So now, am I eligible to go outside?"

The latter kowtowed frantically, and at the same time, leaned his body to the side, giving way to the cold wind: "Please, please, please!"

The latter put away the token, and raised his legs to walk out.

Seeing this, the avatar transformed from the ship quickly said: "My lord, you can't just go out like this. You have to hang that token around your waist so that the outside eye can recognize your identity."

Han Feng frowned slightly, but he still took out the token as he said.

Seeing the purple-gold token, Hull swallowed, but he didn't dare to have any obscene thoughts.

He has heard that the tokens with this color are the gods that even their owners look up to, but they haven't been issued for a long, long, long time.

In his life, he has only seen the golden token two or three times, and the purple token more than a dozen times.

It only knew that the purple-golden token was the most precious, and even felt that he might never meet one in his life, but when he saw Hanfeng walk out of the cabin, he realized that he had still underestimated its status.

At the moment when the cold wind appeared, all the rivers that connected the huge castle in front of me stopped all the time.

The castle that had been exuding gentle light suddenly burst into bright light, and countless colorful god flowers fell from the sky, as countless as snow.

The castle trembled slightly, and then a huge figure appeared, looking at the cold wind with a complicated expression, all the time rivers in the surrounding area unexpectedly appeared one after another, followed the figure above, and saluted together.

Han Feng nodded slightly, and flew out of the ship with a light tap of his toes, looked at the gate that was slowly opening, and got on the dragon and phoenix chariot galloping from it.

"Di Zun, you are back!"

After the cold wind entered the castle, it took all the time for the river to continue to run normally. When the boat was still confused about what to do, it was grabbed by a sudden big hand.

No one stopped him, because no one knew what would happen to him, and no one would care about him.

Even if he brought Emperor Zun back just now, did he think that he could offset the mistakes they made by deceiving them before?
The answer is naturally no.

On this side, after the cold wind came in, it was completely isolated from the sound outside the castle, and I couldn't hear it at all, and the deafening call inside was really loud.

"Congratulations to the return of 'Emperor' Zun!"

"Congratulations to the return of 'Emperor' Zun!!"

"Congratulations to the return of 'Emperor' Zun!!!"

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Countless voices were transmitted from the sky to the ground, and the cold wind opened a gap in the curtains, looked at the enthusiastic and respectful people outside, put down the curtains, looked at the bad old man in front of him, and sighed helplessly:
"Tell me, I am not coming back this time to inherit your position. Is it necessary to make such a big deal?"

The old man with silver hair, a Zara beard, and dirt all over his body, dressed in shabby clothes, raised his hand, and a roast chicken appeared in his hand, and he tore off a large piece of chicken leg and handed it over.

Cold wind shook his head.

Seeing this, the old man stuffed it directly into his mouth, and said vaguely: "What's the matter, I didn't send you in with a big sedan chair, I have endured and endured,
If you still feel this situation, the old man will be angry. "

Seeing the slovenly old man in front of him blowing his nose and staring, Han Feng patted him on the shoulder with a light smile, and his face gradually became serious: "I know, I am very moved that you can think of me like this, but this time I Come back, I need your help with something important."

Hearing this sentence, although the old man was happy that the young man in front of him finally had something to ask himself, but after thinking about it, he was very angry.

You only come to me when you have something to do, and you don't know to come to me when you have nothing to do.

I haven't met the old man in these years. I have been very hurt for a like-minded person like you back then. I didn't expect to meet again for thousands of years.

Thinking of this, the old man's eyes turned red with sadness.

Seeing this, Han Feng looked shocked: "Oh no, don't do this, you make me very confused, why do you suddenly want to cry? Are you so excited?"

The old man slapped Han Feng on the back, and spit on the ground: "You little heartless, if you hadn't thought you were very interesting back then and saved your life, you would have turned into a puddle of mud Are you still in the mood to joke with me here?"

The latter nodded frantically: "Ah, yes, yes, what you always said is correct. It's because I overestimated my capabilities and I didn't know what to do. Don't be angry. Come, have a cup of tea, and moisten your throat."

The old man took it over politely: "Even if you still have eyes, tell me, why did you come to me this time?"

Hearing this, the cold wind no longer concealed it, and said solemnly: "I don't know if you have heard of a force called the Red Lotus Church all these years ago?"

The old man opened and narrowed his eyes, a sharp look appeared in his expression, and then disappeared: "What do you call it?"

"Red Lotus Church,"

Han Feng repeated: "This force is hidden very mysteriously. After I calculated it myself, I didn't find too many clues, let alone find their base camp. I would like to ask you to check it out."

The old man hiccupped: "Don't you think it's absurd to come to me and ask people? I'm an old man with bad hands and feet, and I don't have any real power in my hands. Where can I help you?"

Hearing this, the former shook his head:
"I have never seen your old strength, but you have been in charge of tens of millions of worlds for a long time. I know that I can't do this. You must know more than me. I want you to help me find it. That force, they are really crucial to what I will do next."

The old man was silent for a while: "What do you want to know?"

Just as Han Feng was about to speak, he saw a pattern appear in the old man's pupils.

And this pattern,
He has too!
The former was suddenly confused, the old man's expression flickered, he quickly lowered his head, and didn't look at it again, but since Han Feng saw it, how could he pretend not to see it.

"Hey, you didn't see anything."

The old man quickly explained.

Han Feng's lips that had just opened were closed immediately, and then he said with a half-smile:

"This is the 300 taels of silver you have here! I have been skeptical before, but now that I have seen it, why are you still hiding it from me?"

The old man was silent for a while, and flicked Hanfeng's forehead: "I really can't tell you, you are only recovering a little bit now, and when you fully recover, you will know all the meanings that this mark represents."

The old man was silent: "In short, once you show this mark outside, there will be thousands of people with great powers to help you, and countless tigers and wolves hiding in the dark will bite you.

Whether to live or die, everything depends on your own choice. "

Han Feng lowered his head and thought for a while: "So, there is a certain blood relationship between me and you?"

The old man nodded.

"Then why do you still refuse to answer the question I asked? They are all in the same family and don't speak two different languages. Is there anyone like you?"

The old man looked very serious:
"Since you already know some things, the secrets of heaven will be revealed. I hope you can stay for a while. After time wears away those things, it's not too late for you to go back."

The cold wind let out a "forehead", seeing the imprint that was about to appear in the old man's eyes when he covered his eyes, he said immediately: "Okay, then you"

"Baking soda, come here!! Brat, follow him, talk less and do more, as cold and arrogant as you can be!
Here, no matter what you do, don't be afraid, I will support you, I have to leave beforehand, you go with him, don't!chaos!run! .”

When the name of baking soda was called, the figure of the old man had already disappeared, and in the end he could only hear his voice but not see him.

Han Feng watched the old man leave suddenly, his face was a little unhappy, but soon he was attracted by what the former said, and he was even more confused about his relationship with him.

"baking soda?"

Han Feng looked at a boy who was transformed by a sycamore tree in the early stage of Daluo Jinxian who walked in front of him, the corners of his mouth twitched, wondering if the old man had inspired some strange hobbies,

He is a tree, and he just dresses him up like a fox.

Hey, don't say it, this hairy feel.
Han Feng looked down, the face of the small tung tree in his hand had turned crimson, he clenched his teeth tightly, as if he was enduring something.

The former's expression froze, and then he rubbed it ghostly, and then heard a slight trembling sound from Baking Soda's throat.

"Ah this."

Han Feng hurriedly let go, touched his nose in embarrassment, he seemed to know what was going on, but right now, he still pretended not to know what happened and coughed twice:
"That, the room your master asked you to prepare for me, is it ready?"

Baking Soda blushed, nodded quickly, and ran out as if seeing a ghost, but didn't dare to stay too far away, so the picture was very harmonious, and the whole person wanted to escape but still welcome.

Cold wind followed behind him calmly.

Since the old man said he wanted him to talk less and do more, it shouldn't be an inexplicable confession, it should be something that was expected, so he confessed to him.

Therefore, something will happen on the way to his room.

The cold wind was moving very slowly, and it was almost over, and nothing happened.

The latter lowered his eyebrows slightly, and subconsciously rubbed the soles of his shoes on the mat at the door before entering the room.

The next moment, an unhappy voice sounded.

"Wait! Who are you, do you know that people are not allowed to come in casually here! Come here! Come here for me! Presumptuous, I call you, how dare you ignore me!"

Hearing this sentence, Han Feng was overjoyed and glanced sideways.