This was Wu Yu's first time seeing this old man.

Sensing his aura of introversion and mystery, Wu Yu knew that while this Bodhi Old Father might not look like much, his strength and identity were absolutely tyrannical and should not be underestimated. 

He bowed and saluted," Junior Wu Yu, paying respects to Patriarch Bodhi."

Hearing this, Patriarch Bodhi opened his eyes. His eyes were full of peace and wisdom, as if there was nothing in the sky palaces that could shake him. 

Wu Yu suddenly had a lapse; facing the Patriarch Bodhi gave him the same feeling as facing Sun Wudao. 

Both parties were ordinary old men, their eyes wise and unpredictable.

Of course this Bodhi Patriarch Bodhi could not be Sun Wudao, so Wu Yu recovered in the blink of an eye.

Patriarch Bodhi scanned him up and down for a long while before smiling, "Wu Yu, no need to feel restricted; treat this place like home.  Now that you are here, you must be prepared to become the 12th generation disciple, yes?"

Actually facing the Patriarch Bodhi, Wu Yu certainly could not say he was just...