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Chapter 116 The legendary old man! Nangong Wen!

Chapter 116 The legendary old man! Nangong Wen!
What the hell!

!!!

Xiao Ma Ge, Jack Ma and others were so shocked by the scene that their jaws dropped.

If it were an ordinary old man, even a wealthy man like them, it would be fine to kneel down to Mr. Yun.

But when they passed by the living room just now, they clearly saw Old Man Nangong beating someone.

And who was being beaten?

Don’t they have any idea in their minds?

He is a big shot who is several levels above them.

An existence that one looks up to and fawns upon.

They only had the opportunity to meet these big guys at some events and special occasions.

So they were curious why this bearded old man beat up these big guys?

And these big guys have no complaints?

Those who went to persuade them were called away, saying it was their own business and they didn't need to care?

At first, everyone was curious about the identities of these bearded old men.

However, when they learned the other party's identity, they were already in great turmoil and the waves had not yet subsided.

But before one wave subsides, another wave arises.

I was so excited that I couldn't stop.

Now, this kind of Nangong Wen actually knelt down before Old Man Yun?

My whole brain went blank as if it had been injected with anesthetic.

This feeling makes one's mind go blank and makes one feel breathless.

It's like the computer is infected.

At this moment, in their sight, old man Nangong, who was like a living legend, continued to kowtow to Yun Mo several times.

Boom boom boom.

That kind of kowtow sound.

It seems like you can hear it even from a long distance away?

The wealthy continue to be sluggish.

Then they saw an even more shocking, or rather funny, scene.

From a distance, Old Man Yun, who was sitting under the pavilion, actually threw peanuts at Old Man Nangong, who was kneeling down.

Damn it.

They also fantasized in their hearts, what if it were them, throwing peanuts at old man Nangong?
So what about this old man?
How will they be treated?
The answer is death on the spot.

But old man Yun Mo was sitting over there, not only throwing peanuts at Nangong Wen, but also looking mocking.

This scene is so heartbreaking that the rich people would feel a little heartbroken.

I'm really afraid something bad might happen.

The Yun family will be uprooted, right? Even those who see such a scene will be affected.

Because such a big shot has no face? If someone saw him making such a fool of himself, would he kill people to silence them?

Several wealthy people became frightened.

In fact, in the hearts of several wealthy people, the most legendary person they think of in their lives is probably an old man like Nangong Wen, right?
They were all guessing.

Why would Nangong Wen kneel in front of this old man Yun Mo?

Why is it?
and many more.

This old man Yun Mo's medical skills are amazing, and this is something everyone recognizes.

Could it be that.
But even so, have you ever seen Guan Yu kneeling down to Hua Tuo?

If Hua Tuo embarrassed Guan Yu.

Now that I’ve cured your illness, I can start to make things difficult for you, right?

Although Guan Erye is not that kind of person, this is the truth, right?
Every wealthy person was on pins and needles and wanted to escape from here. They were really afraid that Mr. Yun Mo's treatment of Nangong Wen would bring disaster.

Moreover, the old men who were beaten by Nangong Wen just now did not leave the villa completely.

If you looked back and saw the situation here, wouldn't you raze it to the ground?

"Old Wang, what is going on? Can you explain it to me?" Jack Ma's whole body began to tremble, and he could only look at Old Wang tremblingly.

Lao Wang also went to the airport to receive Nangong Wen.

And he used to be Nangong Wen's driver.

On the way, he naturally heard Grandpa Qin and Grandpa Peng calling Nangong Wen "senior brother".

Then it is not so difficult to understand why Nangong Wen knelt down to Old Man Yun Mo.

"Hurry up and tell me, Old Wang!"

"Yeah, explain it!"

Seeing that everyone was very curious and worried, Lao Wang did not keep them in suspense and said, "What's the point of explaining this matter? It's very normal, because Mr. Yun Mo is the master of Mr. Nangong!"

Boom boom boom.

Several wealthy people were present.

If you had just experienced a ten-meter wave.

At this moment, it was as if a huge wave as high as a hundred meters appeared right in front of them.

Their hearts have begun beating rapidly.

I couldn't breathe at all, and I couldn't open my mouth to speak.

They all stood there in a daze, their faces ashen.

Old man Yun Mo over at the pavilion was just leisurely eating peanuts at first, with a book in his hand, occasionally looking at the lotus in the pond, he looked so comfortable.

But he soon felt the faint aura of a certain cultivator approaching. Without looking, he knew that this aura was from his eldest disciple who had made a mistake.

After Nangong Wen arrived, he would definitely kowtow to Old Man Yun Mo.

"I am the criminal Nangong Wen. I am here to see you, Master. Please punish me!"

Yun Mo originally wanted to pretend to be angry when he looked up. Who knew that when he looked at Nangong Wen...

I saw that the other party was fairly clean.

But that big beard, and the wild hair?
Such a shape.

I really couldn't hold it back for a moment.

What else could this be but a wild man who had simply been cleaned up?
I couldn't help laughing immediately.

Maybe he felt that he was amused by this disciple, and didn't have the face of the master, so he threw peanuts at him, and his face returned to seriousness, "You evil disciple, what's this look? You look like a hairy monkey."

Old Man Nangong, who was ridiculed by his master, touched his head embarrassedly.

Even the two junior fellow apprentices could see that Nangong Wen was imitating Yun Mo, and Yun Mo must have seen that too.

But the imitation is not at all similar.

But seeing the old master laughing like that, Nangong Wen felt a lot less nervous.

"Master, you look very celestial when you dress like this, with long white hair and a white beard. So I thought about growing my own hair and beard, too. That way, I can look unique and celestial like Master." Nangong Wen laughed as he spoke, "But I don't know why, my temperament is a bit terrible."

The old man's hair is like the white hair of a fairy.

The beard is also neatly trimmed.

And there is no beard yet.

Just a long goatee, okay?
And what about Nangong Wen?
The hair has grown longer, the beard has grown longer.

But the hair quality and color don't look good.

Yun Mo was somewhat speechless. He picked up the peanuts again and threw them over, sneering, "Then do you know why my clothes are always spotless, and why my hair looks so otherworldly?"

This distinction is different.

It's not the result of regular grooming at all.

No matter how Nangong Wen dresses.

Even if you hire a stylist to dye your hair or style it.

At most, you will get the same appearance as Yun Mo, but those temperament and charm are completely impossible to imitate.

Nangong Wen shook his head, like a child who knew nothing, and asked, "Why?"

Yun Mo was amused by his behavior again. He smiled slightly, put down the book in his hand, picked up the plate of peanuts, grabbed a handful and threw them at the apprentice, saying, "Because your realm is not high enough, your strength is not high enough, and your understanding of the laws is not that strong. Every time you fly at high speed, your long hair and beard will fly around. It's good that you are not bald now. Your realm is not high enough, so you naturally cannot be integrated with nature. So you can't prevent the corrosion of time and air. Although you change your clothes frequently, even your hair needs regular care, and you have to cut your nails yourself."

As he spoke, Yun Mo gritted his teeth in annoyance, "How come I have a stupid disciple like you? Do you know why I asked you to come and see my mother?"

"I know." Nangong Wen immediately leaned forward and said, "It's my fault. I took in new disciples without your consent and taught these people some of your Taoist methods. This is against your sect rules."

Yun Mo picked up another peanut and threw it over, "Haha, you little brat. I don't blame you for privately accepting disciples and teaching them Taoism, but what makes me angry is that the students you taught are such trash."

"Ah?" Nangong Wen raised his head in surprise and looked at Yun Mo.

Yun Mo said with a straight face, "You should either not teach at all. As a cultivator, you only taught a little innate at the high martial arts level? And this kid started to be complacent? You know that the high martial arts innate level is only slightly stronger than the grandmaster at the mortal level. It's just a watershed. In the ordinary world, it is indeed possible to travel the universe, but you know this world. With such strength, he is just a rookie at his level, not to mention the higher levels. How did you teach these disciples?"

Old Master Nangong smiled bitterly.

Li Afu is indeed his most outstanding disciple.

"These useless disciples you taught are just destroying my reputation, aren't they? Are these people worthy of being my disciples? Let me tell you, I can solve these problems with just a few tricks and a few pills, but you have worked hard to teach them your whole life. Aren't you ashamed?
At least you can teach them to become the strongest in the high martial arts realm.

This is a normal thing.

The child who came to see me that day.

I think he has good talent.

He should have been stronger than your ceiling.

But how do you teach?
Isn’t this misleading? What is it?”

After hearing what Grandpa Yun Mo said, Nangong Wen was about to cry.

In fact, in Nangong Wen's heart, he knew that his master would look down on Li Afu, but at least he was not that bad, right?
But now it seems that the old man really doesn't like it at all.

He also kept criticizing himself, saying that the way he taught his apprentice was so rubbish.

It’s not that the disciple’s talent is bad.

But is it your own problem?
"Just kneel here and don't get up. You're really pissing me off." Yun Mo said angrily, then shook his sleeves and stood up and left.

"You are not allowed to eat tonight!" Yun Mo turned around and added.

After leaving this sentence.

Yun Mo left the backyard.

Nangong Wen knelt on the ground, staring at the soles of Yun Mo's feet. Was there really not a trace of dirt on them?

Not too long.

Li Afu, who was in the corner, walked over quietly.

"Master, my great master said that your realm is one level higher than mine. Look, can you pick up that brush?" Li Ahfu has been obsessed with that brush for a while. No one has picked it up until now. Yun Mo had specially arranged for it. "My great master said that as long as I can pick up this brush, I can enter the door."

"Oh? Is that so?" Nangong Wen was stunned, and thought to himself, with his own strength, he should be able to do it, right?
After all, he has already gained the master's recognition.

Then he is definitely qualified to enter the sect.

However, Nangong Wen picked up the pen with great confidence.

But next.

His hand can't even touch it?

What the hell!

!!!

Nangong Wen didn't believe that he would be such a waste, so he tried again.

But no matter how hard you try.

His result was the same as Li Afu's. If he touched shallowly, there was nothingness; if he touched deeper, he would directly touch the floor tiles.

Nangong Wen burst into tears, "It turns out that I am not worthy of joining the sect!"

Li Afu on the side was stunned.

You still think you're not strong enough?
But even if I am a master, I cannot enter the door?
Damn it.