Fellow Taoist: Do you have any spiritual stones on you?

"Gu Feng!!"

"Boss Gu!!"

Gu Feng appeared and everyone was shocked!

"A Fei, you also understand the ancient characters. Is your brain enough?" Among the crowd, A Fei's huge body was particularly conspicuous.

"Hey, I'm just pretending!" A Fei scratched his head in embarrassment.

Gu Feng curled his lips and scanned the whole place. He was slightly shocked when he saw the Little Immortal King, Huacai Taoist, many ancient freaks, and the geniuses of the world... all sitting cross-legged on the ground, looking very serious.

"Little Immortal King, didn't you get the token? Why are you also comprehending the ancient characters?"

Hearing this, an unnatural look flashed across the latter's cheeks. This strange expression made Gu Feng even more confused. He turned to A Fei and asked, "What's going on?"

"Hey, Boss Gu, you don't know something. The little fairy king is full of love and is working hard for the rest of his life!"

As soon as these words came out, the Little Immortal King staggered and almost lost his seat.

Gu Feng suddenly became interested: "Tell me more specifically, which girl does he like?"

"From the perspective of the Little Immortal King, the person he can like is naturally not just any ordinary person, but the patriarch of the Great Song Ancient Clan!" Kang Jie said with a strange smile on his face.

"Huh? The leader of the ancient Song Dynasty?" Gu Feng laughed dumbly. He glanced at the little fairy king from the corner of his eye and saw that the latter did not refute, and he was both laughing and crying.

"It turns out you are the leader of the Great Song Ancient Clan who is famous in the ancient clan world. You have really good vision!" Gu Feng praised, making the latter's expression soften.

"The Ancient Song Clan officially issued an announcement three days ago, and three months later, while holding the "Ancient Edict Grand Meeting", they will recruit a bride for the clan leader!" Fei Wen came over and added.

"The Little Immortal King, Huang Jitian, Taoist Huacai, the Ancient and Modern Second Killing Formation, and our Young Clan Chief Tianyun are all strong contenders!" Tengfei smiled meaningfully.

Gu Feng had a strange look on his face, turned to look at Tianyun, and said jokingly: "Brother-in-law, I heard that the patriarch of the ancient Song Dynasty is over a thousand years old. Even at such a level, the age difference of hundreds of years is not harmful. Little Immortal King You are an ancient freak, and it is natural for you to compete, but you are less than three hundred years old, are you a little bit like a calf chewing on the old grass? "

After the words fell, the whole audience smiled.

This Gu Feng really dares to say that there is no one who openly teases their clan leader as an old man at the gate of the Great Song Ancient Clan.

Seeing Tianyun's cheeks turn red, Gu Feng walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "However, you have good taste. The leader of the Ancient Song Clan, you have both beauty and talent...Brother-in-law, I fully support you!"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of everyone in the audience froze, and their eyes showed fear.

Gu Feng is the only person so far who has understood the ancient characters for the first time and triggered the existence of the nine rings of the ancient bell. Although there is an element of luck and trickery, there is no denying his strength.

With his help, Tian Yunruo instantly went from being the fifth seed player to surpassing the Little Fairy King and becoming the top seed player.

"No, you can't do this to someone else!" Unexpectedly, Tianyun refused directly.

"Huh? Is there something wrong with your head? With my help, you don't need to think hard to understand. You should eat and drink when you should. You are preparing to be the groom's official. Why refuse?" Gu Feng asked in confusion.

Seeing that Tian Yun was unmoved, Gu Feng pointed at Xiang Mingchuan, Ying Shengyuan, Du Yidao and others: "Aren't they also here to help you? Why did you reject me alone? Do you have any objections to me?"

"No!" Tianyun whispered: "You are too strong. Even if I succeed with your help, I will not be convincing, and I am uneasy myself.

As for them, it’s almost as if they are there or not…”

When Gu Feng heard this, he couldn't help but laugh. After thinking about it for a moment, he understood what Tian Yun was thinking.

He can help with other things, but it's really hard to help him too much with the matter of recruiting a bride, otherwise he will have an insurmountable obstacle in his heart, and the Great Song Ancient Clan will also have objections.

"In that case, come on!" Gu Feng no longer insisted on helping.

Kang Jie and others' faces were dark: "Brother Tianyun, is it appropriate for you to say this? What does it mean that having us is the same as not having us?"

"It really makes us sad. After all, we are existences that can cause ancient characters to shine, so why is it useless?" Sun Xian also frowned.

"How about I go over there?" Ying Shengyuan took a step towards Fairy Jinghong.

"Don't blame me, I made a mistake." Tianyun sweated violently and laughed out loud to calm everyone's anger.

call--

Everyone around him exhaled a sigh of relief, but Gu Feng didn't get involved, which made him feel at ease.

"Sister Wenren, are you here to ask for a bride too?" Gu Feng stepped aside and came to Wenren Manni's side, grinning and asking.

The latter's eyebrows were streaked with black lines, and he spat: "What nonsense are you talking about? I came with Xiaozu!"

Xiao Zu?

Gu Feng was stunned and turned his gaze to the young man next to Wen Ren Manni.

The latter is unremarkable on the surface, but exudes heart-stopping fluctuations.

"He is a master, I'm afraid he is not weaker than the Little Immortal King!" Gu Feng judged secretly in his heart when he saw the latter staring at him with a slight smile on his face.

"What do you call fellow Taoist?" Gu Feng cupped his hands and asked.

The young man stood up and returned the greeting: "Fellow Taoist Gu's name is as loud as thunder. I have learned about martial arts before, and he can be regarded as Manny's ancestor!"

Swah——

A simple self-introduction made everyone look at him.

The Wenren Ancient Clan is an ancient race that can be traced back to the time of the First Emperor, more than two million years ago. They are good at divination and have mysterious methods.

Their ancestor was by no means an ordinary person, and they obviously had another strong competitor.

"It's funny, Gu Feng!" Gu Feng said modestly.

In addition to the aura of time flowing around this ancient freak, there was also an indescribable aura that gave Gu Feng a familiar feeling.

"I have the opportunity to compete, and I want to see how strong my great grandfather's completed physique has become after millions of years of evolution!" Wenren Xianwu's message made Gu Feng confused, and he immediately asked: " Who is your great-grandfather?”

"The First Emperor!" Wenren Xianwu said calmly, his brows filled with awe and pride.

Gu Feng trembled and was shocked: "It turns out that he is a descendant of the First Emperor, disrespectful and disrespectful!"

"Are you in trouble?" Wenren Xianwu nodded, then changed the topic and teased.

"What do you mean?" Gu Feng was confused.

"Just now, there was a woman standing behind the Tiandao Bi. She was the seventh lady of the ancient Song Dynasty and the younger sister of the current clan leader.

Now that she's gone, do you think you're in any trouble? "Wenren Xianwu laughed and said.

"Uh--, there seems to be trouble!" Gu Feng was speechless.

"No matter how powerful a woman is, she can't accept someone calling her old. If you openly call her an 'old grass', you're in trouble!"

"Haha——" Gu Feng laughed a few times and glanced at Tianyun and others: "I'm exhausted from running all the way. Come on, I'll go to the Ancient Song Clan and find a place to rest."

"I'm going too. Anyway, I can't help much here!" A Fei followed closely.

......

In the main hall, a figure rushed in angrily and went straight to the attic at the back.

"Seventh sister, can you stay calm? How do you look like jumping around?" In the attic, the patriarch Zhao Wenying, wearing a gilt skirt and robe, with black hair hanging to the ground, was sitting in front of the table, reading ancient books.