Facing Lin Yuelong's question, it was very rare, Tan Xiao just shook his head this time, and did not answer positively, obviously, Tan Xiao had his own reasons, and he didn't seem to want to say it.

As a partner of talking and laughing, Lin Yuelong is naturally accustomed to some simple behavior habits of talking and laughing.

Since Tan Xiao didn't mean to answer, she must have her own considerations, and after thinking about it, she didn't come up with a reason, and she didn't force it

The location of Fuxi Hall is thousands of miles away from here, but with the ability to talk and laugh and Lin Yuelong, the flight of the imperial sword, and the distance of thousands of miles, is nothing.

The speed of Edgeworth's flight, lightning and lightning, through the clouds and across the moon, like waiting for leisure.

The qi machine was pulled, approaching the ground of Fuxi Hall, but talking and laughing, but suddenly pressed the sword light,

"Yuelong, you come in first."

Stopping the sword light, after speaking, he waved his hand with a smile, and directly put Lin Yuelong into his storage belt.

After putting Lin Yuelong into his storage belt, Tan Xiao looked forward from afar, and his eyes flashed with strange feelings.

At this moment, the mood of talking and laughing was actually a little confused.

"That's it, some things, some people, things are people, cause and effect, since you have embarked on this path, there will naturally be a day that needs to be closed, but I didn't expect this day to come so quickly."

Inexplicably, he sighed, and tears slipped down the corners of his eyes.

At this moment, the tears that fell did not know if it was a sigh for the past. Or a sigh for the bleakness of the future.

Continuing with the sword, the crimson sword light swept through the sky, and the sword light broke through the sky. Like thunder and electric dance, the momentum is amazing.

This time, there was no restraint at all, and he didn't seem to be worried at all about being discovered by the zombie ancestors of Fuxi Hall.

Soon, when he arrived at the ground, Tan Xiao pressed the sword light again. The whole person fell straight from the middle of the high school and fell to the ground.

Unlike the Fuxi Hall seen before, the entire Luyuan Town has disappeared. Originally, the villagers of Luyuan Town didn't know where to go, and all that was left was a strange old attic that didn't know where it came from.

This old attic rises from the ground and forms a strange special formation. Star distribution. It seems to be arranged into a special formation according to some special law.

In front of these old attics, there is a huge bluestone archway, and the archway is written with four traditional characters of "Fuxi's hometown".

In these old attic communities, it is very quiet, without the slightest movement, obviously the silence is abnormal, and even a trace of cold and treacherous atmosphere escapes. The wind is cloudy, and the ice is cold. It's scary.

Standing under the archway, I didn't enter at will, feeling the gloomy atmosphere inside, talking and laughing just towards standing quietly under the archway, as if it was very natural to say,

"The younger generation has already come, and the ancestor will not just let me stand here."

The words of Tan Xiao fell, and there was no sound of answer, but silently, a cold aura suddenly appeared behind Tan Xiao.

"Patriarch, is this joking with me?"

With a calm expression, Tan Xiao said so, and then turned around, and a figure wearing a moon-white robe came into Tan Xiao's eyes, but it was the seventh generation patriarch of Fuxi Hall that Tan Xiao once knew.

In other words, just like the conjecture of talking and laughing, it is the seven generations of patriarchs who remain here.

"I didn't expect that after three years of not seeing, you would have such an amazing cultivation of the Dao? It's really incredible, it's just a pity, if it weren't for the calamity of this thousand years, I'm afraid you would be in the top five among the generations of disciples of my Fuxi Hall. ”

Quietly looking at the conversation and laughter, there was a trace of surprise in the words of the seven generations of patriarchs, and a trace of amazement.

"Hehe, the ancestor praised it, there is nothing to be sorry for, the younger generation started Fuxitang, and owed Fuxitang, naturally it is always necessary to pay it back."

Smiling slightly, talking and laughing seems to be very natural.

"Do you really think so?"

Looking at the look of talking and laughing, there was a hint of laughter in the eyes of the seven generations of patriarchs.

"What else can you think if you don't think so?"

Faced with the question of the seven generations of patriarchs, it is rare that the corners of the mouth of the conversation and laughter reveal a trace of bitterness, grief and helplessness.

But this hint of bitterness, grief and helplessness intertwined in the eyes of the seventh generation patriarch, but it made him nod secretly, but at the same time, he also sighed.

"It's a pity, with such a talent, if it weren't for this thousand-year tribulation, maybe he would have been able to become a Heavenly Immortal."

In his heart, the seventh generation patriarch suddenly flashed such a thought, but then, as soon as he thought about it, he didn't have the slightest expression on his face, and it turned cold again.

"Come with me, someone wants to see you before you are doomed."

"Someone wants to see me?"

Inexplicably, Tan Xiao frowned, but then as if he thought of something, he asked rhetorically,

"Is it my master?"

"You guessed it?"

There was some surprise in the words of the seventh generation patriarch, obviously he didn't expect it, but Tan Xiao had already guessed it.

"If I wasn't the one you chose to deal with the Fuxi Hall calamity, but the real Fuxi Hall master, then I might believe the master's matter."

"It's just a pity, I'm afraid that three years ago, the so-called civil strife in Fuxi Hall, which was taken away by the zero hour ecstasy, was also arranged by you, for nothing more than the thousand-year catastrophe of Fuxi Hall."

"But after the catastrophe, what should I do, seven generations of ancestors, you are a zombie, this point can not be reversed, as for those people in the sky, or immortals, it is even more impossible to reincarnate as the head of this Fuxi Hall, since this is the case, then there is only my master."

"My master, such a qualified person with anti-heaven qualifications, and the reincarnation of the purple-clothed immortal of Maoshan Dao, even if it is to deal with the catastrophe of Fuxi Hall, those old guys in the sky will not be willing to really let the master die."

Facing the surprise of the seven generations of patriarchs, Tan Xiao smiled slightly, and explained his conjecture very calmly.

"It's just that the master, I'm afraid he was also forced by you, with his person, I'm afraid I will definitely not agree with your approach, otherwise, there would be no purple-clothed immortals back then."

"Hehe, it's worthy of being a master and apprentice, you know a lot about the master."

I don't know if it's ridicule or something else, the seventh generation patriarch said lightly.

"Really? Hehe, since this is the case, then before I am robbed, go and meet the master again, and ask the seven generations of patriarchs to lead the way. ”

At this moment, speaking of this, there was a calm in the look of talking and laughing, and the calm made people feel as if he had accepted his fate. (To be continued......)