"Little one, you ......!"

The old man spoke slowly, but halfway through his words, he was robbed of the opportunity by Feng Feiyu.

"I broke my promise!" Feng Feiyu hurriedly spoke, but his brows were still furrowed, and he looked at the old man and said, "But, you have to tell me first, when did I have a contract with you?"

"Wow!" the old man said indifferently, and with a wave of his hand, the blood-colored flute appeared in his hand.

"Do you remember this?" he said indifferently, his tone was solemn, his eyes were sharp, and he didn't seem to give Feng Feiyu any chance to think.

"Of course!" Feng Feiyu also agreed, then shook his head again, and said lazily: "But between you and me, I just said that I wanted to keep this thing, and I didn't say if I could use it!"

"I said to let you keep it, and I also said that you should use ......it!" The old man took a sip of sake to himself, his face suddenly turned cold, and he said with a domineering feeling in his voice: "But what do you mean by this?"

Feng Feiyu scratched his head, a little unsure of what the old man meant, but when he looked at the color of the long flute in the old man's hand, he secretly patted his head and suddenly realized: "Isn't this better?"

"Better?" the old man repeated, but his tone was a little colder, and he shook his head before asking, "Then do you know what this flute is?"

"What's it?" Feng Feiyu repeated in his heart, but a disdainful expression appeared, and he sneered in his heart: "What's it, it's just a broken flute, is it difficult, I really think it's a magic weapon and a spiritual weapon?"

"Of course it's not a magic weapon!" the old man seemed to see through what Feng Feiyu was thinking, and opened his mouth to explain, but after saying this, a strange smile rose on the corner of his mouth.

"It's just a broken flute, it's just beyond the magic weapon...... That's it!" The two repetitions exploded in Feng Feiyu's ears, and he didn't doubt his ability to see people and his hearing.

But now, he really needs to reorient himself to his ability to see people. Even his hearing seemed to need to be reconfirmed.

After taking three deep breaths, the little heart in his chest beating violently was only a little slower.

After confirming that there would be no distraction, he asked again: "Old man, what are you talking about? My kid has bad ears, please say it again!"

"Bad ears?" The old man sneered: "Bad ears, then do you know why this Tianding Realm is called Tianding Realm?"

"Why?" Feng Feiyu wondered, but he already had some guesses in his heart.

"Tianding, it is really Dingtian, Tianding Continent, that is, Dingtian Continent. The old man said, but this vague remark, I am afraid that only a strong person like Feng Feiyu can understand the meaning.

"Dingtian Continent?" Feng Feiyu repeated in his mouth, and his words were confirmed again.

"So what?" he asked, feigning confusion.

"So, the Tianding Realm where you are now is the most mysterious Dingtian Realm at that time!" the old man turned his head before he spoke again: "And the nickname of the Dingtian Realm, you don't know it, right?"

"Lost Civilization!"

Feng Feiyu said a word, but he was secretly frightened, could it be that the Tianding Realm, where he had lived for so long, was really the most mysterious realm at that time-Ding Tianjie?

In this regard, he still has too many doubts in his heart.

"Yes, Lost Civilization!" the old man repeated, "Then do you know how powerful this Lost Civilization is?"

"I don't know, but there are rumors that in that realm, the existence of the Ding Emperor is just the lowest level among them!

"What else do you know?" the old man smiled, looking at Feng Feiyu's eyes, looking like a teachable child.

"I still know ......!" Feng Feiyu's heart turned sharply, and then blurted out: "Ding Immortal Period, Ding Shen Period! Ten Directions Saint Realm, Ten Directions Divine Realm!"

"But what does all this have to do with the topic you and I am talking about?" he wondered in his heart, not knowing why the old man asked him this, but even so, he still answered.

"Heavenly Ding Realm, Ding Heaven Realm, Lost Civilization!" Feng Feiyu muttered to himself: "Ding Immortal Period, Ding Shen Period, Ten Directions Divine Realm, Ten Directions Saint Realm!"

"Could it be that this broken flute, ahhhhhh

"Congratulations, but no!" the old man smiled leisurely, picked up the wine gourd again and took a sip.

But while he was drinking, Feng Feiyu pointed a little: "I understand, this flute is from the Tianding realm, and the owner of this flute, that is, you, is from that realm!"

The old man didn't speak, but the smile on his face became clearer.

Obviously, for this answer, he does not deny.

But Feng Feiyu smiled, he smiled happily and said, "Old man, if you really come from that realm, then tell me, what is your name?"

"Heavenly Machine!"

The old man said, it is still two words that have not changed for thousands of years, heavenly machine.

But at this moment, Feng Feiyu had completely calmed down, and listening to the old man's answer, he only felt that the air around him seemed to become nervous.

"Heavenly Machine...... Old man!" he said, but he went limp.

"I'm Tianji, but I'm not old!" the old man said, taking another sip of wine and smiling at Feng Feiyu's reaction.

Old man Tianji, these four words, no matter which classic book of the Tianding Realm is opened, there are only six words of description.

Old Man Tianji: The founder of Tianding Realm!

However, just six words made all the strong people, all the civilians, and all the living beings instantly become enthusiastic when they heard this sentence.

The existence of the supreme of one realm and the lord of one realm is the top ten titled emperors on the Langya list, and they have to kneel and bow when they meet.

There is no other reason, this old man represents the strongest existence in the Tianding Realm.

However, for some reason, he single-handedly founded the Tianding Realm, but after the Tianding Realm was completely stabilized, he disappeared.

And at this moment, the founder of the Tianding Realm, a strong man who understands the slightest bit of the existence of the land in the Tianding Realm, appeared in front of Feng Feiyu like this, even at this moment, it was difficult for him to control his emotions.

Forcibly suppressing his trembling body, he trembled and said, "Old man, are you really the old man of Tianji?"

"I said, I'm Tianji, but where do you see how old I am?" the old man said, reaching out and gently squeezing Feng Feiyu's arm.

Feng Feiyu felt the cold feeling on his arm, but he felt a little surprised.

He looked at the old man's body, smiled and said, "The old man is not old, not old!

"Haha~!"