Lan Xiao twisted his eyebrows, and his fists swept through the air, driving a strong wind.

"Smack!" The old man took a step back, his eyes purring, and finally fixed on Lan Xiao's chest. Lan Xiao's attack power is amazing, every punch has the potential to open the mountain, if an ordinary person is punched, I am afraid that he will be bloodied on the spot. But Lan Xiao's defense was very weak, and the weak ones were almost about to be lost.

Two people of equal strength fought against each other. If you're not careful, you'll be doomed. Lan Xiao saw the old man's eyes flashing with surprise, and he knew that his weakness had been discovered by the old man. In this way, you can only defend first. Look for another opportunity to kill him.

Lan Xiao hurriedly stepped back, but how could the old man let him go safely. The old man clenched his hands into fists and drank lowly; "Yan Yuan!" Two flames the size of his middle finger floated above the old man's shoulders. The cold wind blew, and two flames suddenly rose into the air, turning into a pair of huge flame wings.

The old man stepped on his toes and rushed forward.

"Boom, boom~" The rocks on the ground fluttered, and huge pits were blasted out by the old man's fists.

Lan Xiao has always been in passive defense, but he doesn't know how to defend, so he can only be beaten passively.

"Die!" Lan Xiao was furious, he raised his hands sharply and blasted forward.

With a flap of fiery red wings, the old man leaned half a step to the left, and his right hand clenched into a fist and slammed into Lan Xiao's chest.

Lan Xiao's eyes flashed with shock, and the whole person flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

"Boom~" Lan Xiao passed through three walls in a row, and finally embedded in a cracked wall, and then stopped.

"Poof~" Lan Xiao's mouth was fishy, his eyes were bulging round, and he spit out a large pool of scarlet blood as soon as he opened his mouth.

The wings behind the old man flapped, driving a stream of air to make it rise into the sky, and he stretched out his hand and pointed at Lan Xiao and shouted; "If it weren't for the different times now, I would let you shed blood here today!" As soon as the words fell, the wings behind the old man flapped rapidly, heading towards the deepest prison

In the black cell, only the sound of water droplets and Chen Ji's invective could be heard.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps could be heard on the road outside the cell. Finally stopped outside the cell where Chen Ji was.

"Squeak~" The door of the cell opened, the white light outside the room was dazzling, and Chen Ji couldn't break open his eyes, and could only vaguely see a vague figure, and this person was the old man who fought Lan Xiao before.

"Let's go." The old man stepped on the water with his feet and walked quickly to Chen Ji. A cold light flashed, and the iron chain that bound Chen Ji's arms was severed.

The old man's right hand wrapped around Chen Ji's waist and forcibly dragged him out. When the two of them walked out of the prison, the flame wings behind the old man condensed again, and with Chen Ji rushed out of the Blue Star Sect's underground at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye, and flew out of the ground

Five days later, the weather is different today. The earth was not as hot as it used to be, but much cooler. The sky was full of black clouds. A light rain was falling.

At the top of Henan Mountain, white smoke wafts from the thatched house.

The thatched hut looks dilapidated from the outside, but not on the inside. The interior of the house is lavishly decorated, the floor is made of jade, the surrounding walls are covered by black iron, and the thatch outside is only covered.

But compared to the decoration, the furnishings are a little chilling. There was only a desk, a double bed and a few wooden benches.

The old man sat in front of the bed with a bowl of purple-black potion in his hand, staring at the person on the bed with a little helplessness in his eyes. On the bed, Chen Zizai's face was bloodless, and his breathing was intermittent, which was very unstable. It's as if you're going to lose your breath at any moment.

"At the beginning of the mutation, why didn't you stay in Sichuan Province. If you were, you wouldn't have fallen into the field you have now. The old man shook his head helplessly, then lifted the back of Chen Ji's neck with his right hand, and poured the medicine into his mouth.

More than half an hour passed before the old man poured all the potions into Chen Ji's mouth. He stood up and stretched, then sat down at his desk and picked up a tattered old book to look at it.

As it got late, the rain did not stop, but intensified. The wind howled, the lightning flashed, and the thunder shook the heavens and the earth. There seems to be a sign of destruction.

"Boom~" I don't know if it was the first few thunderbolts sounded, and Chen Ji in the thatched house slowly woke up, his face was no longer as pale as before, but a little ruddy. His eyes swept around, and he saw an old man standing at the door of the house.

He slowly sat up with his chest clutched, rubbed his aching temples and said; "Thank you for saving lives."

The old man stroked his long beard, then turned to look at Chen Ji. Chen Ji woke up, but he couldn't be happy in his heart, only stunned. He shook his head and smiled bitterly; "I'm just repaying the favor, Chen Xian's nephew still remembers the old man."

Chen Ji was a little puzzled when he heard this, and then looked at it. The more he looked at the old man, the more familiar he felt, but he really didn't know who it was.

The old man stroked his beard and smiled; "Do you remember the old Taoist priest who hugged you twenty years ago, that was me, and you still peed on my lap."

Chen Ji's face turned red, and he went around his head and said helplessly; "After all, that was twenty years ago, and now I'm so big. Where do you remember the things when you were a child. ”

The old man chuckled; "Mo Shaojun, the old decay Dao No., is a good friend of your grandfather's generation."

"Oh~oh!" Chen Ji seemed to remember something, and he hurriedly apologized; "It turned out to be Grandpa Mo, who was offended just now."

Mo Shaojun turned around and sat on the wooden bench and asked; "How did you get caught by those guys?"

Chen Ji roughly told Mo Shaojun about the process of his arrest, and he didn't mention much about him and the spirit of the earth. If outsiders know that they are the descendants of Chiyou, then this matter will be troublesome.

After listening to Chen Ji's words, Mo Shaojun said thoughtfully; "It seems that in addition to the Mo family and the Chen family in Sichuan Province, there is also a family that is the descendant of Chiyou. They're buried so deeply! ”

After listening to Mo Shaojun's words, Chen Ji couldn't help but shudder. Could it be that the Mo family and the Chen family are both descendants of Chiyou!

"Oh, it's understandable that you don't know that you are a descendant of Chiyou." Mo Shaojun glanced at the sluggish Chen Ji and then said; "After all, you were still young at the time, and you wanted to know that you were a descendant of Chiyou. I can only wait for the awakening of the bloodline at the age of twenty-five. ”

"What is Bloodline Awakening?" Chen Ji asked a little puzzled.

"If it is a person who contains the bloodline of Chiyou, at the twenty-fifth time, he will have more pure bloodline, and awaken the corresponding ability and memory. Rejecting the rumors of the ancestors, if someone awakens all his memories, then he will become the second Chiyou! Of course, that's not possible. ”