Damn It, I’m the Villain Rich Second-generation Father?

Zhao Yanjun stepped forward with a smile, and extended his hand towards He Tiancheng very enthusiastically.

"Yes, this is Xiao He."

He Tiancheng shook Zhao Yanjun politely, nodded and said, "Hello."

"Hello, hello, I'm Zhao Yanjun, I took the liberty to invite you over, did I cause you any trouble?"

Zhao Yanjun's posture was extremely low, which made Lin Guoli on the side full of surprise and inconceivable.

In terms of age, He Tiancheng is definitely a junior, so just now he called He Tiancheng "Xiao He", but now why does Zhao Yanjun turn around, respect He Tiancheng so much, and even call him "you"?

This is outrageous, right?

Even if there is something to ask for, this attitude is really too low.

Although he thought so in his heart, Lin Guoli didn't express it.

He Tiancheng didn't look surprised. He neither panicked nor put on airs. Instead, he shook his head and said, "No, I don't have anything to do today. I heard from Mr. Lin, so I came here."

"I'm curious myself, what do you want from me."

Zhao Yanjun nodded, "Oh, that's good. Let's go upstairs first, and we'll talk when we go upstairs."

After sitting upstairs, Zhao Yanjun quickly poured tea for He Tiancheng, which made Lin Guoli at a loss.

In his eyes, Zhao Yanjun is the oldest.

"Well, thank you."

He Tiancheng still looked unmoved, not surprised at all.

"Okay, if you have anything to say, just talk about it."

Zhao Yanjun immediately looked at Lin Guoli when he heard the words, "Xiao Lin, why don't you go out? You may not understand what we are talking about at all."

"Forehead?"

Lin Guoli immediately nodded and said, "Okay, I happen to have something to deal with, so I'll go first."

After driving away all other irrelevant people, Zhao Yanjun adjusted his sitting posture, and spoke to He Tiancheng very humbly.

"Senior, as far as I know, you should be a monk whose cultivation base is around the Foundation Establishment period?"

In the world of cultivating immortals, strength is king.

No matter how old you are, it is useless.

Strength is what determines seniority, so it is not a problem for Zhao Yanjun to call He Tiancheng, a much younger person, a senior.

"Well, this is true."

He Tiancheng nodded, and said with some doubts: "But I don't think you have any cultivation, and you can even say that you are no different from ordinary people. If this is the case, how do you know which level my cultivation has reached?"

"Also, how do you know I'm a monk?"

Ordinary people who have not practiced normally have no way of knowing whether the other party is a monk or an ordinary person.

Not to mention accurately guessing the opponent's cultivation level.

Neither of these things is quite normal.

Zhao Yanjun immediately explained, "Senior, your behavior of traveling through the atmosphere last night was already captured by satellite."

"I can infer your cultivation through your behavior."

"Because I have seen monks, and I know that with their abilities, they cannot enter the third layer of the atmosphere."

"I see." He Tiancheng nodded knowingly.

He didn't expect that his behavior last night would have been targeted long ago.

And this also alerted him, don't show your strength casually, after all, this is Blue Star, the 21st century with advanced technology.

It's okay if someone like Zhao Yanjun finds out, but if someone with a heart thinks of him as a monster, then he will be in trouble.

Even if the country is not sensitive enough to use missiles to kill, but in Blue Star, the rules here will still cause him a lot of stumbling blocks.

"What kind of monk have you met? Can you tell me about it?"

"sure."

Seeing that He Tiancheng was interested, which was exactly what Zhao Yanjun wanted, he started to talk a little excitedly.

It turned out that twenty or thirty years ago, when there were still many hermits cultivating immortals on the blue star, Zhao Yanjun had seen monks.

According to what he said, that was the first time he saw a monk fighting with a sword against a tiger and a wild boar in the mountains, and easily rescued the frightened child.

The opponent can even step on the top of a tree tens of meters high as if walking on the ground without hanging Wia at all, and disappear into the woods within a few jumps.

In addition, he has also seen monks floating on the water with light skills like martial arts dramas, walking and fighting on the water.

All of this was witnessed by Zhao Yanjun.

Since then, he has wanted to figure out what kind of group of people this is.

Could this be the master of martial arts in the novel?

But when he wanted to continue tracking, he couldn't find these monks no matter what.

Then, he gave up for a few years.

But just eight or nine years ago, he saw a male monk again.

This time, the other party was not high above him, and passed by in a flash.

Because he was hurt.

The other party was injured in many places, and fell in front of him with blood all over his face, as if he was running for his life.

Zhao Yanjun did not let go of this opportunity, he wanted to take this man to the hospital, revive him, and then ask what was going on.

But in the deep mountains, it is extremely difficult to lead a dying man out with one's own strength.

The other party knew that his time was short, so he refused to let Zhao Yanjun take him away.

After meditating on the spot, he touched the top of Zhao Yanjun's head, and said that he has spiritual roots, and the spiritual roots are very good, he is a good seedling for cultivation.

But it's a pity that I am too old, and it is too late to step into the way of cultivating immortals at this time.

While talking, the other party took out another elixir for Zhao Yanjun, telling him that taking this elixir would increase his lifespan by ten years.

"He told me that with my aptitude, I might be able to enter the foundation building stage within twenty years and renew my life."

"Just when I thought I had found an immortal and the secret of immortality, a man suddenly fell from the sky."

"This man looks very young, but there is blood all over his robe, as if he just killed someone else, and he seems to have come all the way chasing that person."

"Anyway, before I had time to obtain the cultivation method from that immortal, that young man killed him with a sword in front of me."

"It's not enough to kill him, he also took everything from him..."

Speaking of this, Zhao Yanjun looked resentful.

"If it wasn't for this young man, I would have been a monk long ago!"

(end of this chapter)