On a huge sword boat, there were figures of people, Chen Zimeng, Wan Jingfei, Ke Zhenchen, Peng Ji, and the female cultivator of the Tiancicada clan who later knew that her name was Gong Xia was sitting on the bow of the boat, blowing in the wind, and her clothes were flying.

Wan Jingfei smiled all over his face, took out a folding fan in his hand, and swept it towards the sky in front of him.

"Brother Chen, you really misunderstood me. ”

Wan Jingfei said bitterly, with a smile undiminished, and turned his head to look at Gong Xia.

"Miss Gong, take the liberty of asking about the eight characters of your birthday, let me show you your marriage in this life, I don't hide it, I am proficient in this way, you ......"

"Get out!" Gong Xia's voice trembled slightly, and Wan Jingfei had harassed her more than once along the way.

Before Wan Jingfei could say anything, Gong Xia couldn't bear it anymore, and with a wave of her hand, the sword qi spread out in all directions, forcing everyone on the bow of the boat to get up and dodge.

Wan Jingfei smiled and jumped into the distance, "Miss Gong, you have something to say, why is this so!"

Gong Xia turned a deaf ear, dodged and drew a knife to slash, Wan Jingfei sighed, raised his hand, and it was full of light.

"Beauty, what can I do......"

Swinging his palm forward, colliding with Gong Xia's knife, Gong Xia's complexion changed greatly, and she retreated.

"I don't understand the amorous feelings!"

Wan Jingfei finished speaking slowly, and the knife in Gong Xia's hand made a loud clicking sound, and a crack went down the handle, and the entire knife was full of cracks.

The boat kept rocking under their feet, and the rest of the people had to take control of the sword boat.

Gong Xia looked at Wan Jingfei very solemnly, surprised by his strength, Ke Zhenchen hesitated, not knowing whether to make a move, Peng Ji was full of smiles, and fell to the side, watching the excitement.

It made Chen Zimeng smile and slash out, the sword qi was crossing, and the sword boat under his feet was not affected, but in the high sky, there were countless strong winds.

Wan Jingfei wanted to stop it, but the sword qi came in an instant, slashing Wan Jingfei to the side of the boat and almost falling down.

"Brother Wan, aren't you dizzy?"

Wan Jingfei's face was full of excitement, he smiled, and arched his hand and said, "Brother Chen, you actually still cultivate the Dao of the Dao?"

"That is, the sword can cut people, but to deal with Brother Wan, you still have to use it!"

Chen Zimeng was full of sword energy, but he was also full of sword energy, if it was someone else, maybe the two collided, and he would either be killed or injured.

But this is not the case with Chen Zimeng, the way of the sword, in the time of the Bai Ye Sect, was a key point of Chen Zimeng's cultivation in addition to the way of the sword.

Lu Feng once said that if the way of the sword and the way of the sword, if the two can be combined, there may be an unexpected gain, Chen Zimeng practiced the way of the sword, and the achievements were quite great, but no one ever knew, and later became a sword cultivator, so he began to specialize in the way of the sword.

Counting it out, as for Chen Zimeng's real combat power, I am afraid that no one else knows except Chen Zimeng himself.

Stunned, Wan Jingfei stretched out his hand to support his forehead, and his voice was extremely bitter.

"Brother Chen, don't say it, you're quite dizzy. ”

Slowly moving his steps, he came to the stern, Wan Jingfei found a seat and sat down, looking at Chen Zimeng with a smile.

"I'm a little dizzy, I'll rest first. ”

Chen Zimeng sighed, walked to the stern, Wan Jingfei was stunned, and then kept moving his position backwards, but after coming to the edge, he was helpless and shouted loudly.

"Brother Chen, do you have something to say, you must know that your opportunity to create this is all what I am seeking for you!"

"Do I have to thank you?"

Chen Zimeng said coldly, Ke Zhenchen and Peng Ji stepped forward one after another, and fell behind Chen Zimeng, in the eyes of others, it seemed that the three of them were advancing and retreating together, and the relationship was extraordinary.

Chen Zimeng came to the stern, looked at Wan Jingfei in front of him, and sighed.

"Brother Wan doesn't seem to have told me yet, what is the ancient emperor's testament?"

Wan Jingfei was stunned, somehow, he was a little afraid of Chen Zimeng in his heart, thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he was extremely familiar with him before, and he was not afraid of him.

"Brother Chen's battle makes me a little scared......"

"Brother Wan will still be afraid?"

Chen Zimeng turned his head to look to the left, and Xiao Lingyue sat quietly on the side, deaf to the things here, showing that she was very quiet and elegant.

Han Ying'er stood up and wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Feng Ling, "Don't talk, you're arguing with me." ”

Han Ying'er was a little angry, but Feng Ling ignored him, looking at Wan Jingfei, very curious.

After coming out of the valley hall, the Yuanying monk drove the five people back, saying that everyone was allowed to bring about five people, and also told him that it was best to find some powerful ones.

Chen Zimeng brought Han Ying'er, Han Liyi, Han Chao, and Feng Ling.

Peng Ji brought three people, Ke Zhenchen brought five people, and Gong Xia brought five people.

Wan Jingfei was the most unique, he only brought Xiao Lingyue alone, and as soon as he got on the boat, he didn't make any movement except to say hello to Chen Zimeng and sit down cross-legged.

Wan Jingfei glanced at the two of them, and said with a smile: "Oh, this is a long story......

"That's a long story short. ”

Chen Zimeng came to the stern of the boat and sat cross-legged in front of Wan Jingfei, "The ancient emperor's suicide note is still detailed, Brother Wan, you and I are old friends, let's say it more concisely, but we have to say it all." ”

Wan Jingfei's face was full of helplessness, looked at the others, and nodded: "Okay!"

"The suicide note of the ancient emperor is a magic weapon of the ancient emperor during his lifetime, but it is not an attack or protection magic weapon, it is said to record a volume of Danfang. ”

Gong Xia hurriedly asked, "What Danfang?"

Wan Jingfei glanced at Gong Xia and said with a smile, "If Miss Gong tells me the eight characters of my birthday, I will tell you what Danfang is, how about it?"

Gong Xia's face was full of anger, and she was about to cut it when she raised her knife, Wan Jingfei laughed and told everyone.

"The suicide note records, Qiongluo Huangquan Dan!"

Chen Zimeng was shocked, but he looked at Wan Jingfei very calmly, "Are you sure? This is a legendary elixir that can bring the dead back to life and cross reincarnation." ”

nodded, but shook his head again in an instant, Wan Jingfei said helplessly: "In the classical secret books, or in the records of the family sect, there are also some mentions that the ancient emperor has the Qiongluo Huangquan Pill, but I don't know if this matter is true or not." ”

After holding it for a long time, Peng Ji finally couldn't help but ask, "That, who is the ancient emperor?"

Since the beginning of the main hall of the Zhangchu clan, to the departure, and then to the present, Peng Ji has never known who the ancient emperor is, Wan Jingfei originally wanted to say, but was interrupted by Chen Zimeng, Ke Zhenchen and Gong Xia have no doubts, they all know it.

Chen Zimeng and the others looked at Peng Ji, Ke Zhenchen was a little stunned, and asked.

"You don't have an ancient emperor in the Green Snake Clan's classics?"

Gong Xia spoke, "I'm afraid it's not nothing, it's just that this guy has never seen it, and the classics are set aside, and they are gray." ”

Wan Jingfei raised his forehead, "You guy, it's not easy to learn, the ancient emperor is in the Southern Wilderness, that's the existence of legends, you don't know." ”

After a pause, Wan Jingfei smiled and said: "Also, the ancient emperor is not a word of mouth, you can only know it by reading some ancient road classics." ”

With a sigh, Wan Jingfei stood up and spread the folding fan in his hand, but the wind in the air was too strong, and it was a little difficult to hold, so he immediately put it away.

"Then I'll tell you. ”

Nodding a little awkwardly, Peng Ji looked at Wan Jingfei gratefully.

Peng Ji regretted a little, when he was a child, he always fought with his peers, and he didn't read these ancient books well, and after he went back, he must make up for it.

"About the ancient emperor......" Wan Jingfei began.

In the era of the ancient emperor, he led all the tribes in the Southern Wilderness, gathered a large army, and went to the north, wanting to capture Zhongzhou.

The battle between the two regions, the forces involved and the scope are terrifyingly wide.

Later, when the ancient emperor was about to attack Zhongzhou, he was suddenly seriously injured, and all of a sudden, the army of the Southern Wilderness was defeated and retreated hundreds of thousands of miles, and was once forced to the extreme south of the Southern Wilderness, on the edge of the barren sea.

So far, the Southern Wilderness has failed.

Just when the Zhongzhou monk Dajun broke through the last camp of the Southern Wilderness, the ancient emperor disappeared.

Later, it was just said that the ancient emperor had a suicide note, but no one knew where the ancient emperor went.

And now......" Wan Jingfei was very excited, and he almost danced hand and foot.

"I, in an accident, learned about the tomb of the ancient emperor, and the lotus lantern you got, three of which are one handle, is the key to enter the tomb. ”

Peng Ji nodded, holding back the horror in his heart, "I see." ”

"However, the ancient emperor's suicide note still doesn't know whether it's true or not, Brother Wan, your goal is also this?"

"It's not. Wan Jingfei shook his head, "Let's not talk about the authenticity of the ancient emperor's testament, even if it is true, with my strength, getting it is not far from death." ”

Feng Ling stood up, stretched out her hand and pointed at Wan Jingfei's head, and said coldly.

"You mean, Lao Jiu is not far from death?"

"Hey, no, look at it, Brother Chen hasn't gotten the ancient emperor's suicide note yet!"

Feng Ling was extremely angry and slapped him.

"Then what did you get? Didn't Lao Jiu go for it? You dried lentils, looking for a beat. ”

Wan Jingfei was helpless and dodged Feng Ling's slap around, but Feng Ling's slap was faster and heavier than him.

Chen Zimeng stretched out his hand to support his chin, and he couldn't figure out who he would ask him to get the ancient emperor's suicide note.

If he can have the strength to trade with the Yuan Infant of the Zhang Chu Clan, the strength must be above the Yuan Baby, or even above the Yuan Baby, but he thought about it all and didn't expect anyone to help him like this.

It's too weird for him.

Ke Zhenchen raised his head, "But, why would you let us foundation building monks go?"

Gong Xia said coldly: "The demon battle is close at hand, whether it is Yuan Ying or Yudan, no one can go." ”

"Yes. ”

The sword boat flew for three days, spent countless spirit stones, and arrived at the foot of a mountain full of broken stones.

"It's here. ”

Feng Ling kicked it over.

"Slip a little, lead the way. ”

With a smile on his face, Wan Jingfei bowed and pointed forward, "Over there, over there, not far away." ”

Chen Zimeng didn't go ahead, Gong Xia was the most anxious, and jumped forward with people.

Ke Zhenchen glanced at Chen Zimeng, pondered for a moment, and stopped the Black Dragon Clan monk who wanted to step forward.

Peng Ji's face was full of helplessness, and the people he brought with the Green Snake Clan did not come forward, and at this moment he looked at the broken stone in front of him and kept looking.

Feng Ling instigated Ke Zhenchen to step forward first, Ke Zhenchen ignored it, and went to talk about Peng Ji, Peng Ji smiled bitterly, saying that he was afraid of death.

Gong Xia and his party were about to leave without a trace, Chen Zimeng slowly stepped out of the sword boat, Wan Jingfei pointed straight ahead, and said over there, Chen Zimeng glanced at it, turned around and walked to the left side.

Feng Ling followed, Han Ying'er, Han Liyi and Han Chao followed, Ke Zhenchen immediately followed, and the rest of the Black Dragon Clan was puzzled, but they didn't say anything.

Peng Ji waited for a while, and then rushed towards Chen Zimeng and his party.

Gong Xia was very strange, turned to look, and the monk behind her persuaded her not to follow, she snorted coldly.

"Not necessarily. ”

Along the left, there is a mess of rocks, towering, and many stone swords, very large.

Walking further, there is a dilapidated building complex, Chen Zimeng is a little strange, because it looks different from the architectural characteristics of the Southern Wilderness, very similar to the style of Zhongzhou.

Wan Jingfei was a little anxious, "I said Brother Chen, the entrance to the cave is over there, it's useless for us to come here!"

"Then you went over, and I didn't ask you to follow. Feng Ling smiled, and then said, "What's more, your Xiao girl is still waiting over there." ”

Xiao Lingyue didn't follow, nor did she go anywhere else, staying on the sword boat, meditating cross-legged.

Chen Zimeng then walked a few steps, then stood still, looking at the collapsed buildings in front of him.

After a moment of silence, he pointed ahead.

"This is, the ancient emperor's testament!"