"Yes."

There is nothing to hide from this ten-day covenant, Nie Fan looked at him and nodded. At the same time, he had some doubts in his heart, Zheng Hu had also observed that with his strength, it should not be difficult to win, why would a middle-aged man mention this stubble.

"Zheng Hu's qualifications are much stronger than Beihai's, and the reason why he didn't meet him back then was because Kunlun secretly did something." The middle-aged man saw Nie Fan's doubts and said.

Nie Fan was stunned, looked at him and said, "What does the senior mean is that I may lose?" ”

"It's hard to say." The middle-aged man picked up the teacup and said with an unpredictable smile.

A different color flashed in Nie Fan's eyes, he was confident that he would not be mistaken, but if what the middle-aged man said was true, then it was very likely that Zheng Hu had some hole cards that he couldn't see through or could use just ten days to raise his strength to another level.

Nie Fan groaned in his heart, and immediately became angry, firstly, the middle-aged man may not be able to see through all his strength, and secondly, the National Security Bureau had passed on the news that Qingguangjin had been found, but it would take some effort to transport it back, and now it was almost time to go to the capital.

Seven swords gathered four swords, Nie Fan didn't believe that Zheng Hu had any hole cards, or that he could be promoted to the point of confronting his four swords in just ten days!

The middle-aged man was slightly surprised when he saw that Nie Fan's expression never moved, especially that his breath had not changed much, and he didn't know why Nie Fan was so sure and not afraid of Zheng Hu.

Nie Fan thought for a while, and said to the middle-aged man, "Senior, can you tell Kunlun how powerful it is?" ”

The middle-aged man put down the teacup, paused, seemed to be organizing the wording, looked up at Nie Fan and said, "I don't know how strong it is, but some people in the war are still there." ”

Nie Fan's heart was suddenly shocked when he heard this, unless he reached the Dan period, few people could live for a thousand years, even if he extended his life with various secret methods, he would have to pay a huge price, and there were not many people who could do it, and there were really those who lived for a thousand years, they were all extremely terrifying old monsters!

Nie Fan nodded thoughtfully, there were three battlefields in World War I back then, the Great World of Ancient Martial Arts, Kunlun, and Nanban. In that year, the strength of the Nanban was greatly damaged, the barbarian king mysteriously disappeared, and the Nanban completely declined. The Lord of Kunlun disappeared at the same time, and the remnants formed the Lotus Temple, launched a Kunlun sect, and completely disappeared from the world.

Although Kunlun is the façade that has been pushed out, after all, it is the inheritance of the Lord of Kunlun, and it has a profound heritage, and now it is in the middle of the mountain, and the National Security Bureau is no longer born, is it possible to let his Snow Sword Gate read power to compete with the Kunlun faction?

Nie Fan looked up at the middle-aged man and did not hide the doubts in his heart.

"Hehe," the middle-aged man looked at Nie Fan with a smile, as if he could see through what he was thinking, and said: "Don't worry about this, the innate powerhouses above the palace level will not be born at will, with your current strength, if you are not born by nature, I am afraid that there are not many people who are your opponents." ”

Nie Fan knew that Gu Wu's palace level and above were innate, but he didn't know what kind of realm the innate was and what kind of strength it had, and asked, "Senior, what kind of realm is the innate realm?" ”

"Cultivation and ancient martial arts are two paths," the middle-aged man saw Nie Fan ask, and did not hesitate, and introduced: "The innate realm of ancient martial arts is comparable to the foundation building, and it is also divided into three realms after junior high school, which are almost the same as the foundation building, and there are complete changes. However, the realm after the innate is not to build a foundation, but to transform into qi, the transformation of true qi, similar to the true yuan, like the yuan like qi, divided into six levels, but except for the first order, each of the later realms is stronger than the cultivator, because its next realm is similar to the god of transformation, skipping the knot dan, the yuan baby, called the qi god, condensed in the dantian similar to the spirit of the god, powerful and incomparable. However, the difficulty has also increased countless times compared to the cultivation path, and there have been qi gods on the earth, but I have never heard of a higher realm. ”

Nie Fan's eyes changed slightly, and after listening to the words of the middle-aged man, the trace of contempt for Gu Wu suddenly disappeared, this Gu Wu was not not strong enough, but due to the realm, the stronger the strength became, even stronger than the cultivators of the relative realm!

The middle-aged man looked at Nie Fan, thought for a while, and said, "Xiaoyou might as well stay in my hut for a few more days, there are still some things that Xiaoyou needs to help with." ”

Hearing this, Nie Fan looked up at the middle-aged man, didn't ask much, thought about it, the most important thing for him now is to consolidate the realm, and there are no other urgent matters, so he nodded and said, "Okay, seniors have something to do, but please command." ”

"It's nothing for now, I'm going to heal her." The middle-aged man smiled and pointed to a futon next to the bed, and said, "That futon is where I sit and meditate, you can sit and rest." ”

This thatched house is extremely small, and a bed has been occupied by the demon queen, and only there is space, Nie Fan was not polite, and said, "Thank you, senior." Then he got up and walked to the futon.

Nie Fan sat cross-legged on the futon, looked at the middle-aged man again, took a deep breath, then held his breath and began to meditate.

The middle-aged man turned his head to look at Nie Fan, who was sitting down, and smiled silently.

It was very strange, Nie Fan had just sat down, and it didn't take long for him to enter a state of emptiness, his expression was quiet, and his body was peaceful. He had never entered so quickly before, and there was a faint aura on his body, and there was an inexplicable qi in the hut that was affecting him and helping him cultivate.

"Really got the inheritance of the ancient power?" The middle-aged man looked at Nie Fan's proud figure, his eyes showed a strange light, it was not that there was no group of cultivators on the earth, but it was just slowly disappearing. With his cultivation, he saw Nie Fan for the first time, but at that time, his eyes were more on Zhiqiong's little girl. After two contacts, he felt more and more that Nie Fan was very mysterious, shrouded in a layer of clouds that he couldn't see through.

After a long time, he shook his head and said to himself, "Maybe I feel wrong." ”

After speaking, he stood up, walked to the bed of the demon queen, looked at the demon queen who was gradually complex, his face showed a look of relief, his right hand was flat above her, and a little green light flew out of his palm, flying into the thick futon.

The demon queen's weak face continued to recover, and she could faintly hear a comfortable moan.

After a long time, the middle-aged man withdrew his palm, looked at the still weak pretty face of the demon queen, sighed slightly, and said, "There are only four of us left in the world, I don't know if it will be cut off in our hands." ”

The middle-aged man's face was distracted for a while, and after waking up, he looked at Nie Fan again, and then sat down at the table again, and there was a strange fan on the table, and there were mountains and rivers on the fan, intermittent, dense and complex, and very old.

The middle-aged man sat at the table, watching quietly, as if he was deducing something.

Almost at the same time that Nie Fan entered the state of emptiness, in a mysterious place, a place that looked like a volcanic head, a black viscous liquid gushed out, exuding a terrifying and ferocious aura, as if there were thousands of peerless beasts hidden inside.

"What are you going to do?" A crisp voice like a warbler echoed in the mountains.

"I'm going to get the power of the bloodline." A black tiger walked in slowly, and Zheng Hu on the black tiger looked indifferent, and his eyes flashed as he looked at the mountain. (To be continued.) )