Become a Dad After Longevity

Chapter 1219

Tang Feng saw Lin Mengjia's mind, so he put it close to her ear and said, "look at that gray haired old man, he has a black belt and a mole on his left cheek."

Then he pointed to the front.

Lin Mengjia soon saw the man in the crowd.

The man stood in a relatively forward position. In the front, there was only such a black belt, which was easy to identify.

His appearance and body shape are very common, and he can't see much emotion on his face. Among the many disciples, he has the feeling of being indifferent to others, and can't see anything special and outstanding.

However, according to Tang Feng, this man's realm should be relatively high. He has eight levels of refining.

Lin Mengjia nodded and asked, "what's wrong with him?"

"This is the one who has just been outside and has the oldest voice." Tang Feng's voice, with a faint smile.

Lin Mengjia was puzzled and said, "how do you know? We didn't see them before, and he didn't speak after he came in

Tang Feng is still smiling, does not answer, but also pointed to the back, said: "there is that tall and thin, there is that with a beard, it is the other two."

Lin Mengjia in the crowd, it is easy to find Tang Feng said that the two people.

Other people, also according to Tang Feng's words, went to see those people.

I knew that the three men were brought out by the same master, and that one of them was a black belt. When I went to other people, I first looked at the color of the belt.

Of the rest, only four were black belts.

Tall and thin, he was frowning and thinking, staring at the direction of the patriarch. His eyes occasionally moved and glanced at the mirror.

The beard is dignified.

Although there are beards in these disciples, he is the only one with such a shape.

Both of them are relatively backward. They should be the disciples of the sixth floor of refining gas.

There are four black belts. Tang Feng has already pointed out three. The remaining one naturally makes people curious, that is, they all look at the man.

In addition to what Tang Feng pointed out, the other one, standing in the middle, looks about 30 years old. He is a bit bookish, but his hair is gray, and he looks old-fashioned. Standing in the crowd now, he looks absent-minded.

The rest of the disciples were all looking towards the direction of the Lord, waiting for him to speak. Only the man, with his eyes down, kept looking at his feet, as if looking for something on the ground.

Lin Mengjia looked at it for a long time, and was still surprised to ask Tang Feng, "how do you know?"

This is also a question that other people are curious about.

Tang Feng didn't see them and didn't hear them speak after entering the door. How did he judge them?

Tang Feng said with a smile: "generally speaking, according to the rules of the sect, the costumes of the disciples are the same. If there is any difference, there is a slight difference between the master's disciples and the other disciples. However, each disciple should not be different. According to their situation, the belt of the master's disciples should be navy blue, and the other disciples should be dark red."

Lin Mengjia shook her head, with a narrow smile on her face, and said: "if I didn't see these people, I'm afraid I would believe you. Among these people, there are four black belts. If you say so, there should be only two colors. How do you explain the black?"

Between speaking, Lin Mengjia blinked and looked playful.

On weekdays, Tang Feng has always been a know it all, nothing can be hard to live him, but now, he is clearly lying with his eyes open, Lin Mengjia finally found an opportunity to make fun of him, how can he not make good use of it?

Just as Lin Mengjia was speaking, Shangguan had taken his eyes away from those people and looked at Lin Mengjia as if he wanted to say something to her. But he took a look at Tang Feng and didn't speak.

Seeing her like this, Tang Feng said with a smile, "do you think of it?"

Shangguan nodded, but still didn't speak.

Lin Mengjia looked at her and said curiously, "what?"

Shangguan took another look at Tang Feng. Seeing that he nodded to her, he motioned to her and said, "their master has passed away. It's probably because of the new funeral. They can't wear red on them."

All of a sudden.

When I think of those three people's speeches before, they did mention the death of master. In this way, it makes sense.

Lin Mengjia originally wanted to see Tang Feng's joke, but she failed. She could only blink her eyes again and said, "even if you guessed right, those three people are really black belt, but how can you exclude that person?"

Then she pointed to the scholar like man with her hand.

When Tang Feng was about to open his mouth, the patriarch outside Wuxiangjing spoke first.

They couldn't see him from the perspective of the public. They just heard him say in a gentle voice: "this magic weapon is from North Kunlun."

His words were obviously the words of the old man with the white belt and his younger martial brother.

The old man's eyes were shining, looking at the patriarch, and said: "elder martial brother, don't you mean there are no monks in the North Kunlun? The sect there disappeared a hundred years ago. How can there be any magic tools? Isn't it someone who enters those ancestral houses and steals them out? "

"Bah! You're stealing! Your whole family stole it! " Zixuan put her hands in her waist and looked angry. "What clan is gone! You just disappeared! All of you are gone! "

Looking at Zixuan's hairy appearance, everyone was a little funny.

But under such circumstances, they also knew that Zixuan was angry in front of her, and naturally it was not easy to laugh, so they had to bear it.

"Originally, I thought so, but today, I found this again."

When the patriarch spoke, he seemed to take out something.

But the people in the mirror are invisible.

When the old man saw what the patriarch took out, he immediately stood up and said, "elder martial brother, will you allow me to have a look?"

With these words, he took two steps towards the direction of the patriarch, stretched out his hands, and looked very excited.

Then, it seems that he got the consent of the patriarch, went to him, took the object in his hand, and stepped back two steps to watch carefully.

"My soul pearl!"

When Zixuan saw what he was holding, she called out again.

At the moment, by the old man in his hand, carefully look, not her inexplicably lost soul bead, what will be?