The Immortal Road of Rebirth

Chapter 224 Uncle, Grandpa, Fellow Daoist (3)
However, in order to get some information about cultivators on Earth from Feng Zhao (even a sliver is fine), not to mention drinking tea with him, or drinking medicine, uh, well, on the premise that people can’t die if they drink it , An Ran must accompany him to the end.

Therefore, An Ran readily agreed to Feng Zhao's invitation, saying:
"Uncle, I have nothing to do. I just came here for fun. QD is a very attractive city. Where is the good place you mentioned?"

Sure enough, he guessed right just now, he really is the kid who sneaked out, Feng Zhao thought to himself.

……

However, what did this little fellow Taoist call himself just now?uncle?
Feng Zhao couldn't help but smile bitterly, he was really a little cultivator who only cared about his cultivation and kept his ears off the world.Of course, in Feng Zhao's view, this is not her fault, but the fault of her seniors, and she herself is just a "victim" in a certain sense.Think back then, when I was young, didn't I come here under the strict control of my master, master and uncle?
Therefore, Feng Zhao said with some amusement:
"Friend Daoist, the title uncle is really inappropriate."

asked again:
"I don't know what year you are?" Feng Zhao was trying to find out An Ran's exact age through the excuse.After some investigation just now, he knew that the child was still a young girl, and the exact age was unknown.

An Ran lived up to her image in Feng Zhao's eyes as a poor apprentice who was "innocence and without a city", obediently replied:
"Uncle, I'm only 14 years old this year. Isn't it appropriate to call you uncle?" An Ran thought that in Feng Zhao's eyes, her age was much older than Fourteen, so she didn't want to be called uncle. He is old.

"..." This meeting turned into Feng Zhao speechless.

"Could it be that this world has returned to the ancient times?" Feng Zhao had to wonder.

It was too shocking.With my own aptitude that my master can't stop showing off, and the huge resources of the medical school, I only broke through to the foundation building stage when I was almost 50 years old.But this little guy is only 14 years old!It was still in the middle foundation establishment stage, so how old was she when she entered the foundation establishment stage?Could it be that he started practicing in the womb?What a monster.

"Uncle?" An Ran is not as good at divergent thinking as Feng Zhao, and fills up some messy stories for the other party, so at this time, she is very unkind and urges Feng Zhao to continue talking.

Sighing helplessly, Feng Zhao had to admit that people are more angry than others.At this moment, he deeply understood the feelings of those brothers who started with him at the beginning.

Sighing, Feng Zhao had to endure envy and jealousy (no hatred) to answer An Ran's question, so as not to lower the other party's favorability.At the same time, in order not to appear too reckless, he had no choice but to induce An Ran slowly:

"How old do you think I am?"

Hearing this, An Ran looked at the foundation-building cultivator in front of her in an open and aboveboard manner, who would be her guide on the road of cultivation in the future.Purely from appearance, at least a score of 95 or more—handsome facial features, elegant temperament, a handsome guy with pink charm.

Of course, this is not the point of the handsome guy's question, what he is asking is his age in his own eyes.In An Ran's view, his biological age should be between thirty and thirty-five.Well, since the handsome guy was dissatisfied with calling him uncle just now, assuming he called him old and lowered the observation result by five years, then it would be between 35 and 25 years old?

In order to please this kind of person who has already been stamped as a "leader" by himself, An Ran looked at Feng Zhao's face, and then asked cautiously:

(End of this chapter)