"Then who are you?" Gaoyang asked loudly, his deep eyes gazing at Xu Haifeng from afar.

  Xu Haifeng laughed loudly and said: "Who am I? Wait until you see the clan leader, and he will tell you the truth."

  Gong Yang hesitated for a moment before saying, "You won't be able to see the Patriarch of the Yangtai clan."

  "Why?"

  "Yang Taizong has passed away for five years, and now I am Yang Gongyang."

  Xu Haifeng suddenly realized that after twenty years, the old tribe leader's passing was also a matter of course. After all, not everyone had the longevity of the old Taoist master.

  "Very well." Xu Haifeng's voice echoed far and wide: "Please allow me to enter the village and have a talk with you."

  "Are you alone?" There was a hint of doubt and vigilance in Gongyang's words.

  "One person is enough."

  "Alright..." Gao Yang shouted loudly, and the gate of the village immediately opened wide.

  He did so in desperation, having witnessed Qin Yong's mighty strength of ten thousand kilograms, he knew that his simple gate would not be able to withstand the impact of this giant tree.

  If they had malicious intentions and wanted to come in, there would be no need for such a big fuss. So I only half believe what Xu Haifeng said.

  Xu Haifeng strode in with his head held high, while Qin Yong and Zhe led two hundred Black Flag soldiers to guard the outside of the camp.

  Their performances were also vastly different.

  Zhe Bie hung his head and stood still, his face expressionless like a deep well without ripples. He was somewhat similar to the wooden carvings of soldiers behind him.

  Qin Yong held the large tree with long branches and walked back and forth, muttering to himself. However, no matter how dissatisfied he was, he did not dare take a step forward before receiving permission from Xu Haifeng.

  Xu Haifeng walked into the village, with someone leading the way in front of him, and brought him to the inner hall. Geng Yang, on the other hand, had come down from the high tower and personally welcomed him.

  "Sunshine tribe leader."

  Xu Haifeng cupped his hands in a gesture of respect and looked up.

  The distance was still far just now, but at this moment, I took a closer look and secretly praised him in my heart, good fellow.

  This man's stature is not particularly tall and large, but he is sturdy to the extreme. The most striking feature on his face is that straight and upright nose bridge, which cuts off the lines on his face cleanly. His sideburns are extremely hard, revealing a patch of obvious pale white scratches underneath.

  At the same time Xu Haifeng was sizing him up, Geng Yang's heart was also not at peace.

  He had seen the strength of Zhebie and Qinyong, although it was only a glimpse, but he had already made up his mind that no one in his clan could defeat him. And they obviously revered the person in front of them extremely, and didn't dare to disobey his orders at all.

  He was deeply curious about Xu Haifeng, and at this moment, he looked straight into his eyes, but couldn't see anything outstanding about him. The only thing that stood out was Xu Haifeng's thick eyebrows.

  His slanted, dense and dark eyebrows were slightly domineering, but under those thick eyebrows, a pair of bright and spirited big eyes were filled with a warm and gentle smile that made people feel at ease.

  "Your Excellency is..."

  "Under the sea breeze."

  "Mr. Xu." Geng Yang responded casually, but he wasn't very concerned. His gaze shifted to glance outside the village gate, asking: "I wonder who those two were that just made a move..."

  Xu Haifeng was taken aback for a moment, then relaxed.

  For these two years, Xu Haifeng has been a household name, his great name spreading throughout the land from north to south, and there are few people in the Han Dynasty who do not know his name.

  But after all, it was only a matter of two years, and those who maintained great attention to this were mostly Han people.

  Gongyang is a southwestern barbarian, they have always lived deep in the mountains and forests, living an almost isolated life.

  So it's no wonder they don't know their own names either.

  "They were both subordinates of Xu Mou, one named Zhebie and the other Qin Yong."

  Kang Yang's eyebrows furrowed, these names seemed somewhat familiar, but for the time being he couldn't recall them.

  "Xu Haifeng..."

  An old voice came from behind Geng Yang, the elder's eyes were shocked and uncertain, suddenly exclaimed: "Hei Qi Jun?"

  Kong Yang's expression changed, and he blurted out: "That legendary army?"

  Xu Haifeng found it very interesting, his own guess was wrong after all. They were deep in the mountains and yet they had still heard of the Black Flag Army.

  There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his heart, and he smiled: "Whether it's a rumor or not, Xu doesn't know, but the Black Flag Army is indeed under my command."

  Gongyang took a deep breath and sighed, "I thought it was just something the Han people were boasting about, so I didn't take it to heart. Who would have thought that such a thing really existed in this world..." He furrowed his brow, unable to think of any words to describe it for a moment, and could only say vaguely, "Such a formidable army, Gongyang is truly a frog at the bottom of a well."

  "The clan leader's Mandarin is quite good." Xǔ Hǎifēng said with a wry smile.

  Geng Yang's face turned red, and he didn't know whether Xu Haifeng's words were praise or sarcasm. However, seeing the kind smile in his eyes, he inexplicably felt a warmth in his heart.

  "It was all taught by the immortal Xian Chang, and in the southwest, 108 villages were all beneficiaries of his kindness. This Chinese language naturally became popular." The elder chuckled and said. But in that smile, there was a heartfelt respect, which showed how high the position of Taiyi Zhenren was in his heart.

  "General Xu, may I ask where the old man's house is?" Geng Yang now believed about 80% of what Xu Haifeng said. If the legend was true, even if they gathered all the strength of the 108 tribes of the barbarians, they might not be a match for him.

  Besides, if there were no affairs, they would not have come all the way here just to look for their own troubles.

  "He's an old man in the mountains... no, he's already here." Xǔ Hǎifēng suddenly had a feeling, smiled and turned to look to his left.

  Following his gaze, Gongyang and the Great Elder looked over together. A white-haired but youthful-looking old Daoist was smiling at them with a kind and comforting smile. Especially when looking at Gongyang, his eyes had a hint of doting affection.

  "Nameless grandfather..." Geng Yang stepped forward quickly, he didn't learn Xu Haifeng's bowing ceremony, but instead directly and concisely opened his arms, heavily embracing the old Taoist priest.

  "Haha... okay, okay, put me down, Xiao Gongyang." Taiyi Zhenren didn't dodge or evade, letting him hug and spin around excitedly for two circles before speaking up.

  "Immortal Xianchang..." The Great Elder called out respectfully.

  "Ah, little one, you're here too." Taiyi Zhenren said with a smile.

  The old man's face turned red, he was already over 70 years old and the oldest in the village. But in Taiyi Zhenren's eyes, he was no different from a little child.

  Xu Haifeng secretly smiled to himself, living a long life is good, wherever he goes, he can rely on his age.

  "Cough...cough..." Xu Haifeng cleared his throat and said: "Gēng Yáng brother, I've brought him to you."

  Xu Haifeng was overjoyed to see the warmth between the two families, and he immediately knew that this plan had already succeeded halfway. He quickly followed suit, addressing them as brothers.

  Gēng Yáng's dark face flushed with a hint of red, fortunately he was originally as black as the bottom of a pot, so even if he became darker, it couldn't be seen.

  "Xu... brother, it's been a long time. Geng Yang misses Grandpa Anonymous very much." His words were direct and straightforward, without any concealment, but it was precisely this kind of sincerity that could make people feel his genuine intentions.

  "Big Brother Gongyang said something, and as his junior, I naturally understand."

  Xu Haifeng said with his mouth, but his eyes looked towards Taiyi Zhenren.

  The old Taoist smiled and nodded at him, but felt a little embarrassed in his heart.

  He was originally staying at the foot of the mountain, but after hearing Qin Yong's angry shout, he was afraid that the two families would clash. He was worried and rushed up immediately.

  In fact, in his heart, he also knew that Xu Haifeng was not a person who didn't know how to behave properly. With him present, there shouldn't be any mistakes.

  But as the saying goes, "worrying leads to trouble", he still couldn't put down his concerns and ended up rushing over.

  The old Taoist has been alone for over a hundred years and has never received any kindness from others.

  The only time was twenty years ago in the southwest when I received care from Yangtai and his wife, the old master of Tianfeng Village, and since then we have formed a good relationship.

  Although he obtained countless medicinal materials through various channels during the plague that year and personally rushed to rescue countless barbarians, this good deed did not weaken but instead deepened.

  Gēng Yáng was the only son of Yáng Tài. When he was a child, he liked to cling to Tàiyǐ Zhēnrén the most. The old man's gentle face was indeed the most likable to children, perhaps it was true affection, or perhaps there was a hint of gratitude.

  The old Taoist personally took action to lay his foundation, and when he had a solid foundation in martial arts, he floated away.

  This result made Gēng Yáng become the only top-notch expert in the barbarian tribes for over a hundred years.

  Tian Feng Village, among the 108 villages of the Man ethnic group, has also become a unique and unparalleled leader.

  Not even Taizhen of those years could have anticipated this point.

  But for Xu Haifeng, this was indeed a piece of good news that couldn't be any better.

  Under Gēng Yáng's lead, they arrived at the largest house in the village, which was the residence of the tribal chief.

  The barbarians have fewer rules, so there are no formal halls in their buildings specifically for receiving guests.

  More noble guests came here, just like the host family, lived in the house.

  If there's anything different, it's just that houses come in different sizes and the interior decorations have some differences.

  Xu Haifeng stepped into the room and immediately saw a black tiger skin hanging in the most conspicuous position. The entire tiger skin was flawless, without a single scar or blemish. Placed in the room, it unexpectedly gave off an aura of dominance that hit him right in the face.

  "Huh......" Taiyi Zhenren also saw this ornament and asked: "Gengyang, is this a new one you've made?"

  "It's... " Gongyang said with a pleased expression: "Ten years ago, this beast suddenly appeared within our borders, injuring countless people. I chased it for ten days and nights before finally succeeding."

  This was the most proud thing in his life, among the countless brave warriors of the 108 strongholds, only he was able to fulfill his wish and shoot down this big bug that made the barbarians hate him to the bone, from then on, his prestige also reached its peak.

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