My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

"How did you know?" Sima Batian stared at Fatty Bai in surprise.

Seeing his current appearance of being knocked down by the wind, everyone would probably think that he was originally like this. Only a very few people who were very familiar with him would know that he was originally a fat man. Not only was he a fat man, but his father, his mother, His grandparents were all fat. It is said that all the previous generations were also fat.

The so-called masters outside the world, who is not a Taoist? As for the so-called Taoist immortals, of course they are all thin people. If you get fat, how can you become immortal? Even if you give a crane to ride, it will not be able to fly. Therefore, Sima Batian has always been extremely dissatisfied with his body shape. I don't know how much hard work and how many miraculous medicines he took before he finally lost weight.

Because he was too old and lived too long, most of his acquaintances were no longer alive. There were only a handful of people in the world who knew this secret. Unexpectedly, today the fair and clean little fat man in front of him revealed it.

Uh... Judging from the situation, this guy used to be really fat. His father and mother were also fat. Even the eighteenth generation of his ancestors were fat! Fatty Bai clenched his fists and punched a ball of cotton with all his strength. He couldn't get angry anymore.

"It doesn't make sense. How did you know about it? It's been so many years. No one should know about it." Seeing that Fatty Bai was silent and didn't speak, Sima Batian looked at him up and down, lowered his head and thought, confused. He started talking to himself.

What I said was a curse word, can't you even hear it? Fatty Bai rolled his eyes and became even more angry.

He could finally see that this old man was a bit stubborn. Of course, it might also be that he was too old and confused, and his brain was not working well.

"Hey, are you done talking nonsense? I'm going to take action when you're done talking nonsense." Fatty Bai didn't speak, but the young man with a rough face became impatient and said to Sima Batian angrily.

"It's over, it's over. There's no need for Uncle Master to take action for such a young brat. Just leave it to me." Sima Batian suddenly came back to his senses. He didn't dare to dwell on the fat man's question anymore and looked up at Gu Fenghua again. The person's expression suddenly became cold.

Seeing this, everyone present was shocked and a little confused at the same time.

Sima Batian has been famous for a long time, but no one knows the origin of his sect. Everyone thinks he is a casual cultivator. But generally speaking, the casual cultivators in the Lingji Realm all follow the same line, and only accept one disciple in a lifetime - there is no way, the spiritual energy is insufficient, the resources are limited, and it is impossible to support more than one. Since Sima Batian is a casual cultivator, how come an uncle appears, and this uncle is still so young?

With such doubts, they looked at Gu Fenghua and the others again, and the doubts in their eyes quickly turned into pity.

Even a blind man can see the evil in Sima Batian's eyes. Obviously, these young people will definitely not be able to escape today. Alas, it's not good to offend anyone at such a young age. It would be really unlucky to offend Sima Batian.

"Go ahead, cut off one of your arms, and I'll let you live." Sure enough, Sima Batian stopped talking nonsense and said straightforwardly to Gu Fenghua and the others.

A person's name, the shadow of a tree. Although Sima Batian did not release any Qi pressure when he said these words, he was just holding a cane in one hand and holding the other behind his back, but his thin body gave people such a majestic feeling. Like an insurmountable mountain.