At this time, although it is late autumn, most of the leaves have turned yellow, and they fall with the sweep of the autumn wind.

But eight hundred miles of Qinchuan, the backbone of China is still lush, and the winding appearance is like a dragon, lying on the land of China.

In the dense primeval forest, a figure was walking through, this figure was in green clothes and fighting with a sword, stepping lightly on the leaves, almost every time he moved his footsteps, his body would float out twenty or thirty meters away.

Soon, he stopped in front of a mountain, which was very small, only one or two hundred meters high, and was not even a small dirt bag compared to the other mountains.

"The location of the dragon's head is here, it stands to reason that this should be the foundation of the ancient Kunlun, why is it so short?"

Liu Fanchen stood on the top of a tree, staring at the hill in front of him with his hands behind his back and muttering to himself.

Indeed, this hill is very small under the surrounding high mountains, like a child standing in a pile of adults.

During this time, he had been investigating the ancient humans, who were so mysterious that they all seemed to have disappeared in one moment.

Recently, Liu Fanchen found some words about the disappearance of ancient humans in a classic, and all the evidence points to ancient Kunlun.

So some time ago, he came to Qinling, wanting to find the ancient Kunlun and uncover the secret of the disappearance of the ancient humans.

It's just that Gu Kunlun is very mysterious, so many days have passed, and he still hasn't found any trace of Gu Kunlun, as if Kunlun has completely disappeared from China since ancient times.

Recently, he has worked hard to sort out the dragon veins of the entire Kunlun one by one, and finally found the ancestor of ten thousand mountains.

Just find here, the clue is broken, it stands to reason that this is the location of the dragon's head, and the dragon veins in the world are all issued here.

It's just that this ancestral dragon of China seems to have been forced to cut off his head.

Huaxia's ancestral dragon died, and naturally the aura of the entire Huaxia also declined.

Liu Fanchen stared at the small mountain bag in front of him, squinted his eyes for a long time, but still didn't find a reason to come, there was no trace of this place to follow, and it didn't look like a hidden place, because he didn't find any barriers here.

At last he let out a long sigh, and then flew towards the hill, ready to see what difference had been made in the place where the dragon's head was.

Soon, Liu Fanchen came to the low mountain range.

The top of the hill is covered with a variety of trees, and there is also a small lake on top of the hill.

The water of the lake is very clear, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, and the surrounding trees, giving people a sense of paradise.

Under a large tree, there was an old man in a straw hat who was fishing in the middle of a lake, and beside him lay a fishing basket and a pot of old wine.

Liu Fanchen walked over slowly, squatting beside the old man, with a pair of narrow eyes, staring at him without blinking.

"Young man, this place is deserted, birds don't, chickens don't lay eggs, why did you come here?"

The old man heard the footsteps and asked without looking back.

"Old fellow, you also know that birds don't poop here, chickens don't lay eggs, when I came here just now, I didn't see anyone in this radius of hundreds of miles, why are you fishing here alone? Aren't you afraid of being eaten by some jackals, tigers and leopards?"

Liu Fanchen asked rhetorically.

This is the most barren place in the Qinling Mountains of 800 miles, not only are all surrounded by high mountains, but there are all kinds of fierce beasts, there are no people nearby at all, but there is an old man fishing here, which naturally looks very abnormal.

It's like a drop of ink suddenly appears in a snow-white piece of paper.

And just now, Liu Fanchen carefully looked at the old man in front of him, and didn't see any breath on this old man, as if this was an ordinary old man.

An ordinary old man living in the depths of the 800-mile Qinling Mountains is even more abnormal.

Not to mention those beasts, it's such a tall mountain, and it's difficult to climb the mountain.

"I am a sinner who has lived here since I was born, and I am here to atone for my sins!"

Listening to Liu Fanchen's words, the old man laughed dryly, raised his head and poured a sip of old wine and said.

"Atonement?"

Liu Fanchen furrowed his brows, obviously not knowing what the old man was talking about.

"If you do something, your sins will follow you for a lifetime, or even for a lifetime, there is no way to redeem them!"

The old man let out a long sigh, and then threw the wine jug in his hand towards Liu Fanchen.

Liu Fanchen took a big sip of wine, wiped the wine stains on the corner of his mouth, and looked at the old man waiting for his next step.

It's just that the old man didn't speak, but directly raised the fishing rod, and suddenly a big carp that looked like two or three catties and was very fat was pulled up from the water by him, and the carp brought up a large splash, and in the middle of the air it was still wagging its tail and struggling, as if trying to escape from the hook.

It's just that the old man didn't give him this chance, grabbed the carp, unhooked the hook from the carp's mouth, and threw the carp into the basket beside him.

The whole action seemed to be done in one go, without the slightest drag on the mud and water, and it was obvious that the old man was a master of fishing, and he used to do such things often.

"I'm tired after walking so far, and now it's time for dinner, I'll go stew the fish first, and we'll talk while drinking in a while!"

So saying, the old man lifted the fish basket, walked behind a big tree, and took out a knife and an iron pot.

After the fish in the basket are well processed, the fire begins to boil the water.

Liu Fanchen didn't help, just paid attention to the old man's every move, this old man didn't seem to be abnormal, just like all people who are busy with life.

Soon, the water in the iron pot boiled, and the smell of fish soup wafted out.

The old man took out a jar of wine from behind the tree, and took out two pairs of chopsticks and two blue bowls.

"Come, you're welcome, try my craft, old man!"

After everything was fiddled, the old man waved his hand at Liu Fanchen, looking like a hospitable old man.

Liu Fanchen didn't think much about it, he sat directly on the big stone opposite the old man, facing the old man, staring at his wrinkled old face, trying to see what it was.

"Very few people come here, I haven't talked to anyone for a long time, old man, you are here today, just accompany the old man, I will talk!"

The old man, who was as dry as the bark of a tree, with a smile on his face, said as he fiddled with the fish in the pot.

"How long have you been living here?"

Liu Fanchen couldn't help but ask.

"I've lived here for as long as I can remember, and my parents were with me at the time, and then the two old people left, and I was the only one left here!"

The old man took a bite of the fish, put it in his mouth and chewed it gently.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

Liu Fanchen couldn't help but ask, now he was almost certain that the old man in front of him was an ordinary person, but he didn't know, what was this old man doing at the head of the ancestral dragon's head?

"There are some sins that need to be repented of in dozens of generations, I am just atoning for my sins now, and the sins will be cleared when I come to me, and I can leave with peace of mind when the time comes!"

The old man slowly poured two bowls of wine and handed one of them to Liu Fanchen.

"This is my own wheat wine, at the broken end, no plants will grow at all, I can only use these wild wheat to make wine, although it is a little unpleasant, but it is not good!"

After saying this, the old man slowly killed most of the sea bowl in his hand.

Looking at the sad appearance of the old man, it was obvious that he had something hidden in his stomach, Liu Fanchen drank all the wine in the bowl, and then couldn't help asking: "Old man, you keep saying that you are guilty, I don't know what the sin you are talking about?"

The old man let out a long sigh, dried the wine in the sea bowl again, and then said slowly. "It started many years ago......