At present, one person is dressed in a white robe, full of white hair, and although his face is old, his eyes are unusually bright.

Behind the old man, stood a tall aristocratic young man with a handsome face.

Looking further back, there are a group of tall and imposing suit bodyguards.

This group of bodyguards looked at the crowd outside, and suddenly showed vigilance, although they did not have any weapons in their hands, but with the full body spirit, they were extremely murderous.

Seeing this, everyone around immediately retreated, not daring to have the slightest confrontation.

"Grandpa, you blow this Lin Beichen less in the sky and nothing on the ground, is he stronger than you?"

The little child couldn't help but say.

Hearing this, the old man was silent for a moment and smiled bitterly.

"Good grandson, you think too highly of grandpa, grandpa is just an old bone now, how can he be qualified to challenge others?"

Back then, he was also a master of the storm, and he became the top before he was 40 years old, and he was only one step away from crossing the door of death.

It's a pity that when he was at his peak, he encountered the biggest enemy in this life, and the other party interrupted his meridians with only three moves.

In the following 30 years, although he tried all kinds of methods, he still could not recover from his injuries.

"In this world, except for the person who defeated me back then, I'm afraid that only the hermit master of the Imperial Capital Fengyun Dao can match Lin Beichen."

The old man sighed leisurely, picked up the teacup again, and swept his eyes out casually, but his face changed suddenly.

With a thud, the teacup fell to the ground.

The old man looked at the old man in white outside the VIP hall blankly, and his face suddenly became hideous and frightened.

"Grandpa, are you alright?"

The child asked, frightened.

Outside the VIP hall, the old man in white led the team away, and did not see the eyes in the VIP hall.

"It's okay, kid, don't look out."

The old man hurriedly said, hugging the child's head tightly, his body trembled slightly, and his heart was terrified.

It had to be him, he was the guy.

The old man roared wildly in his heart.

Although he hadn't seen him for 30 years, he only needed one glance to confirm the identity of the visitor.

The terrifying man who knocked himself from the peak to the bottom with only three moves.

Hasn't he already cut off the bloodline of the Dragon Kingdom? Why did you step into the Dragon Kingdom?

Could it be because of Lin Beichen?

The old man stared at the back of the old man in white, but the other party didn't look back at him until he left.

Although sitting in the VIP hall that everyone envied, the old man felt extremely humiliated.

In this life, thanks to the other party, he has become a waste.

Countless late night dreams, he longed to see each other again.

However, when I saw him now, I found that I didn't even have the courage to come forward and speak.

He had no hope of challenging the other party at all.

"Even he is back, and the world is really lively."

The old man thought silently.

If there are others present at this time, I am afraid that they will only think that the old man is making a fuss.

How majestic can an old man who is about to enter the ground have?

However, if you have seen the people present at that grand event 30 years ago, you will know that the old man's reaction is not too much.

Because this old man in a white robe is the master of the thousand-year-old Thunder Dao Gate.

As long as you are a superior person, you can always distinguish between superior and inferior.

In the same realm, there are strong and weak.

And even if the other party is placed in the realm of death, he is also the first in the world.

In the realm of death, the vast majority of people hide their age.

But this old man was different.

He is recognized as an old monster who has lived for thousands of years in the realm of death.

In history, there has been countless evidence to prove the identity of the old man.

And the Millennium Thunder Dao Sect he created was once considered to be the most promising sect to cross the realm of Heavenly Gate.

And now, he has actually returned to the Dragon Kingdom.

The imperial capital Longmian River, outside the bamboo forest manor of Zhongcheng Pavilion.

Zhao Sanxin sat on the sofa in the sentry box, bored playing games.

He was originally a disciple of Zhongcheng Pavilion, and even when he returned to the family to visit relatives on weekdays, he had to apply in advance, and he was only allowed to go home after obtaining permission.

However, since the great changes that have taken place in the Zhongcheng Pavilion, the family has re-expanded, and at the same time, some old rules have been abandoned.

Zhao Sanxin has cultivated hard over the years and has never slackened a step, so he was easily selected into the family list and became the head of security in the front yard of the manor.

Although Zhongcheng Pavilion has undergone great changes, resulting in a great loss of the vitality of the family industry, it is still an unattainable super family in the eyes of outsiders.

In this kind of family, being a small clerk is a good thing for the ancestral grave, let alone becoming the head of a certain department.

Although Zhao Sanxin only needs to look at the one-third of an acre in front of the door, his identity and treatment are no longer what they used to be.

In the eyes of many people, he is already the most powerful person outside the Zhongcheng Pavilion.

Of course, his identity is still insignificant in the eyes of the children of the inner gate.

There is a huge gap between the children of the inner door and the outer door.

However, to be able to become a disciple of the outer sect, Zhao Sanxin already feels satisfied.

In the past, when he came home, his wife was always sneering, and his children were also very disrespectful to him.

And now, whenever he comes home, his wife will take care of him, and the child will personally come forward to beat his waist and back, and he is extremely filial.

He is the pillar of the family at home and the head of the outer door outside, but this change of identity does not rely on his personal efforts, but from that Mr. Lin.

"Big brother, although these days are comfortable, but they are really boring, there is nothing to do every day, but they have to guard the family all day long, should they take the money to raise us as dogs?"

A little brother yawned and wept, and said angrily.

Although this little brother is not in a positive shape, his kung fu is not weak.

In the outside world, he is definitely a one-yuan warrior, and dozens of people can't get in.

Before coming to Zhongcheng Pavilion, he was also a local figure, with hundreds of younger brothers, more than a dozen large and small industries, and although the assets in his hands did not exceed 100 million, they were almost the same.

Now, however, he can only be a janitor.

But he was just complaining, and if he was to leave, he would fall to his knees and beg for mercy, crying and wailing.

No way.

No matter how good he is outside, he is just an ordinary person after all.

It's like a part-time job, no matter how good you are, you are just a worker after all, and if you want to get out of the class, you must master the means of production.

And Zhongcheng Pavilion, no matter how down, is also a big landlord in the new era, and whenever there is a little favor in his hands, it is a good thing that he can't digest in his life.

Zhao Sanxin was also yawning, but after hearing the words of the younger brother, he couldn't help but glance at him, and said angrily:

"It's okay, okay? The old man and the second elder are dead, do you still think this purity is not good? ”

"Big brother, it's just the two of us now, so don't sing high notes with me. Although the old man and the second elder are dead, they are to blame, what does it have to do with us?

If they don't die, we haven't had a chance to join the family yet, don't you say? ”

The little brother smiled, his face full of pride.

Zhao Sanxin snorted coldly, but a smile flashed in his eyes.

The younger brother's words are not rough, they used to talk about the family, and their faces were full of pride and pride, but once they were asked which family they were in, they would be hesitant and dare not speak.

No matter how strong the Zhongcheng Pavilion was in the past, it had nothing to do with them.

And now, Zhongcheng Pavilion has experienced a wave of setbacks, but at the same time it has also given them opportunities.

"Lin Beichen is this person, Shenlong saw the head but did not see the tail, I heard that when he came to Zhongcheng Pavilion, the major families who fought by one person bowed their heads and admitted their mistakes, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

It is said that he can also perform immortal arts, control wind, rain, thunder and lightning, like an immortal. ”

The little brother said with his eyes shining.

"Boss, you are well-informed, do you say that there are immortals in this world?"

Zhao Sanxin was stunned for a moment, his face sank blankly, and he said coldly:

"You kid, remember not to talk nonsense, this Mr. Lin is not a nominal person, although I was far away at that time, I saw it with my own eyes!

Zhao Huanglong and Zhao Tianzhuo were two people, one was a top master, and the other was above the top, but even so, neither of them could touch a finger of Mr. Lin, and only with his bodyguards, they killed these two people on the spot. ”

"Obediently, the realm above the top is already the top of the world, right? This kind of strength is not even worthy of making him shot, what kind of realm does he have to be? ”

The little brother's eyes lit up and he said excitedly.

Zhao Sanxin was originally proud, but when he heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched.

Although he became the person in charge of the outer gate, how could he dare to comment on Lin Beichen's realm with his cultivation?

"Why do you ask so much? Mr. Lin's realm must be invincible in the world! Don't talk about one Zhao Tiancao, even if there are 100 more, there is no one more powerful than him in this world! ”

Zhao Sanxin has never seen other masters, but even Zhao Tianzheng died in the hands of Lin Beichen, and it is impossible to have a more powerful person in this world.

So in order not to lose face in front of his subordinates, he naturally exaggerated as much as he could.

When his subordinates heard this, their faces were full of amazement.

Feeling the adoring gaze of his subordinates, Zhao Sanxin couldn't help but smile, picked up the teacup, and took a leisurely sip.

"Lin Beichen is really invincible in the world? Did he ask my master? ”

At that moment, a voice suddenly appeared.

Well?

Zhao Sanxin was slightly stunned, put down the teacup, and looked up.

I saw a white-haired old man standing in front of the door on the stone path of the Bamboo Forest Manor.

The old man's body was as tall as a pine, his eyes were sharp, and his momentum was like a tiger.

Beside him, another dark-haired man stood aside, his face angry.

"Who are you?"

Zhao Sanxin frowned and asked.

"Am I wrong? Zhao Tianjiao is above the realm of the pinnacle, who else in this world is higher than his realm? ”

"Zhao Tianjiao?"

The old man had a faint smile on his face.

"He's just a chess piece in my hand, he got my inheritance by luck, and he happened to be above the top, do you really think he achieved it by his own talent?

Boy, you're too shallow and ignorant! Do you know that the world's top masters, except for your Zhongcheng Pavilion, no one recognizes Zhao Tianzai's identity at all? ”

"Lin Beichen defeated a waste, but was blown invincible by you, does he really think he is something?"

"You...... How dare you insult our family? ”

Zhao Sanxin listened to the clouds, and he didn't know what the old man was talking about, but he saw at least a little.

When the old man spoke, his face was full of mockery, and it was clear that he didn't take his Zhongcheng Pavilion seriously.

Zhao Sanxin slapped the table and rushed out with his subordinates.

The crowd had sticks, electric batons, and a few firearms.

Although this is the imperial capital and they can't use firearms openly, it doesn't mean that they don't.

If someone dares to take advantage of the weakness of Zhongcheng Pavilion to make trouble, he, the person in charge of security at the outer gate, will not be used to it.

"With your Zhongcheng Pavilion, you are not worthy of my insult."

The old man said lightly.

"Thirty years ago, I was where you were standing, and I defeated him with just one move."

What?

Zhao Sanxin subconsciously looked at the soles of his feet, and saw that there were two deep footprints on the ground where he was standing.

These footprints look like they have been going on for many years, and there is a lot of dust in them, but even so, you can still imagine the pressure on the people standing here at that time.

Aren't these two footprints the work of craftsmen?

Zhao Sanxin muttered in his heart.

He always thought that these two deep footprints were because the craftsman did not handle them properly when he was working, and the traces that were stepped on.

Unexpectedly, this thing turned out to be left by Zhao Tianjiao?

If so, who is the person on the other side?

Thirty or forty years ago, Zhao Tianjiao was at his peak.

With Zhao Tianchuan's peak strength, he couldn't even withstand this old man's move?

Is he stronger than Lin Beichen?

The old man didn't care about Zhao Sanxin, who had fallen into a stupor, but came to the huge stone monument in front of the manor.

In front of the main entrance of the Zhongcheng Pavilion, there is a huge stone monument that is more than ten meters high, which seems to have the power of ten thousand catties.

This stele not only symbolizes that Zhongcheng Hall has a master above the top, but also represents the great power of his family.

The old man stretched out his hand and silently stroked the rough surface of the stone tablet, revealing a hint of memory.

"Hey, what the hell are you trying to do?"

Zhao Sanxin roared angrily, his heart beating wildly, and he had a bad premonition.

In the next moment, his eyes widened suddenly, and his eyes were full of horror.

I saw the old man patting lightly on the stone stele, which seemed to be a huge stone stele weighing 10,000 catties, and cracks were instantly revealed.

There was a loud bang.

The stele cracked instantly, and the fine cracks like spider webs continued to extend.

The stones crumbled, and the ground roared, as if the sky had collapsed.

"Monster ......"

Zhao Sanxin and the others looked at the old man in horror, and this thought flashed through their minds at the same time.

The old man just patted lightly, and so many cracks appeared on the stone wall, although the stone tablet was not broken, but such a terrifying force was already unbelievable.

Is there really a person inside him?

"Bang!"

The old man raised his hand and slapped it again.

He kept repeating palm by palm, and the cracks on the stone tablet became more and more.

Zhao Sanxin and the others stood in place, without the courage to step forward to stop them.

"What's going on outside, why is it so noisy?"

The people from Zhongcheng Pavilion walked out, their faces angry.

However, when they saw what the old man had done, they couldn't help but feel like they were in a state of death, and their legs went limp.

A question flashed through everyone's minds.

Who is this old man, and is he really human? (End of chapter)