Fish swimming around the world

Obviously, the old guy didn't know how he did it, but he admired it very much. Jiang Fan secretly sighed, he really had to admire him. If nothing else, I would at least work a thousand times harder than others. Xuanyuan is invincible and has great perseverance!

"Sure enough, as Xiaocui said, talent is nothing. If you don't work hard, it means nothing." Jiang Fan sighed for a while.

As he spoke, he was suddenly stunned for a moment: "Didn't Fat Master say that he is the Supreme Divine Body?"

"That's true. It's precisely because of this that the mother's body can't bear it, which leads to premature birth and death. In fact, 99% of the precious bodies in the world die from innateness. Your kid is from Kunlun. You should know that the only thing you can gain in life is innateness. The Qi is only in the mother's placenta. The requirements for this melon are too large, and the mother's supply is seriously insufficient, which leads to excessive losses. I feel that even if I survive, I will not reach the age of twenty. I never wanted to end up like this, tsk tsk..."

Jiang Fan sighed, it turned out that not only was the probability of death high due to congenital deficiencies, but also congenital excesses.

"But, old guy, how dare you reveal our relationship to him?"

The old guy looked at him: "You think I'm stupid, he can guess whatever he likes, but I didn't say a word."

Jiang Fan knew that he must have used other excuses, but that's what the old guy is like. If he doesn't want to talk, don't ask. It's annoying to him. It's just that I always want to ask clearly about this kind of thing.

"Just tell me."

"What nonsense!" the old guy said angrily: "I don't know what can be done, as long as the matter is done!"

Suddenly, his yellow eyebrows moved: "...but there is something you need to know, Xuanyuan is better than Ji."

Jiang Fan almost dropped the sweet potato in his hand, Ji? My family?

The old guy looked at him deeply: "...but...it's just a business name."

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, Ji Shang? Ji is the surname of the Zhou Dynasty, and Shang... is the name of the Phoenix Dynasty.

The old guy looked at his dull look and said slowly: "I know what you are thinking. Yes, he is the grandson of Xianzong, the youngest son of Anzong, and the ninth younger brother of the current Emperor Ping. And his mother is the daughter of Anchao Feng Qianqiu. , Princess Cheng Shang.”

Jiang Fan was shocked again: "An intermarriage between two dynasties?"

The old guy said calmly: "You must be surprised."

"This...is not just surprising, it is simply shocking. The two dynasties actually intermarried?"

The old guy said: "So, it's hard to say what's going on in the world. It's rumored that Anzong is incompetent in governing the country, but he is good at giving birth to children. He had eight children in his life, but few people know that there are actually nine. Only the ninth one is Anzong who went out in private. It has never been known to anyone, and no one knows that his mother, Lao Jiu, is actually the daughter of the Feng family, a princess who rebelled against intermarriage within the family. "

The amount of information was so huge that Jiang Fan was so shocked that he was speechless for a while.

However, the shock brought by the old guy is not over yet: "Are you surprised? Since I told you, I will tell you everything. After Princess Chengshang defected, she defected to her uncle and hid in a villa. He loves Princess Chengshang so much that he gave her her name, Feng Xue. And because he missed his granddaughter, he even changed the name of his villa to Fengxue Villa after she was born. "

Jiang Fan's chin almost dropped to the ground: "Fengxue Villa... Xue Antian? The supreme killer in the world back then?"

He had heard Elder Wuhen say this before, but he didn't take it to heart at the time. After all, it was a matter of the previous generation. But he never expected that he would have such a connection with the current number one Xuanyuan Wusheng. Could it be that this is genetic?

Jiang Fan didn't know what to say for a long time.

Seeing his dumbfounded look, the old guy snorted: "Now you know? I just pay off the debt, not that I am on your side."

After a long time, Jiang Fan let out a long sigh: "...This sweet potato can make a huge melon..."

The old guy hummed twice and picked up another piece of sweet potato: "Boy, there are a lot of melons in this world. Don't drag them like 2,500,000 to 80,000 all day long. Sometimes you will suffer."

Jiang Fan smiled bitterly and sighed. It seemed that not only did he have a good uncle and grandpa, but he also had a good job.

"Everyone has uncles and grandparents..."

The old guy rolled his eyes at him: "It's good to know. Fortunately, this melon boy is still nostalgic. Otherwise, with your physical constitution, I really don't know who to ask to help you. I originally considered your brother-in-law, but unfortunately my cultivation is not enough."

Jiang Fan took a deep breath: "Old guy, how strong is this Xuanyuan Bu Sheng? Can he beat you?"

The old guy's eyes widened: "How could I know? I've never been beaten before!"

When he said this, Jiang Fan felt slightly moved in his heart. That was Xuanyuan Sheng. If the old man dared to say that, his cultivation level might indeed be far off.

"...But..." The old guy pinched his sparse goatee: "His great-uncle was shaved by me..."

Jiang Fan:? ? ? ! ! !

"He...isn't he the strongest killer in the world?"

The old guy waved his hand impatiently: "It's just that generation."

Jiang Fan suddenly came back to his senses, haha... But yes, this old guy is three hundred years old, so he is from a different era...

But this is enough to show how strong the old guy is. Jiang Fan was shocked beyond description. He remembered what his grandfather said that some of the most powerful people in the world would not take action easily, and it was more like a deterrent. Obviously, the old guys must be the strongest among them.

"...Old guy, you really can't tell by appearance...I haven't noticed it all these years."

Sun Daotong rolled his eyes: "You are such a coward, you can tell the truth!"

Jiang Fan looked him up and down, thinking about the past, he couldn't help but wonder: "Is what you said... is true?"

Tian Xuanzi, who had just stuffed three sweet potatoes, said at this time: "When the snow and the sky were cut, my senior brother was there."

Jiang Fan's eyes widened. There was a witness, and it was the fat master, so it couldn't be fake.

"... Strong!" After a long while, Master Jiang finally uttered a word and a thumbs up.

The old guy looked up at the sky, looking smug and arrogant.

"That's right, of course, I am handsome, majestic, and heroic. It's not an exaggeration to call me a hero..."

Seeing that he was losing face, Jiang Fan's mouth twitched, thinking to himself, how can such a person practice?

"What's that look?" The old man was very unhappy: "Ah? What's that look?"

Jiang Fan snorted through his nose: "Even so, it's hard to guarantee that he is not colluding with the fat master to deceive me. He is a hermit... He doesn't look like one at all..."

"You idiot! I have tolerated you for a long time. You have always treated me as an old liar, right?"

"It's not that I want to be one, it's mainly because you look too much like one."

"I think you look like Gray Wolf!"

"I'm not as dog-like as you-"

...

After arguing for a while, both of them were a little angry, but Jiang Fan actually felt a little like going back to the past ten years.

It's still comfortable like this.

Tian Xuanzi was too lazy to argue with them. He looked left and right, and seemed to think that they might not be hungry. He packed up the remaining three sweet potatoes and went out to find a quiet place.

When the two of them finished their anger, they found that only the sweet potato skins were left.

The old man lay down on the haystack beside the stove, patting his belly: "Ah... forget it, since I met you, I've been very angry, but at least I've satisfied my appetite."

Jiang Fan carefully ate the last half of the sweet potato: "Old man, you've lived to such an old age, have you ever thought about the future?"

Sun Daotong looked up at the sky: "What are you thinking about? Three full and two dead, one less half an hour a day, in your words, isn't this what a peaceful life is like?"

Jiang Fan sighed in his heart, afraid that he was the one who had a peaceful life, while the old man and the others seemed to be carrying a heavy burden.