"What?" Ye Hao widened his eyes at Cheng Dao. Was there really such a senior master at Wudang?
"Cheng Dao, is what you're saying true?" Ye Hao looked at Cheng Dao incredulously and asked.
"Of course, it's true. But except for my master, great master, and grand master, nobody else knows about the existence of our grand patriarch. He has always been in the Wudang Scripture Pavilion, reading scriptures daily. If you saw our grand patriarch in his youth, you wouldn't believe, even if beaten to death, that he is nearly three hundred years old." Cheng Dao admitted that even he initially couldn't believe Grand Patriarch Yi Yang was nearly three hundred years old.
"Then isn't he from the Qing Dynasty? And around when the third emperor, Yong Zheng, reigned?" Ye Hao widened his eyes, asking in disbelief.
