In the dim and damp cell, Wei Mingzheng was talking with Old Man Zhao.

Wei Ming asked, "I heard Master say that he does have many friends, many of whom are top masters. Senior, what is your strength, and who are you?"

The sloppy and sloppy old man Zhao thought for a long time before he spoke: "I am ......" The words were not finished, and they stopped abruptly. The cell was tightly closed, and the tightly sealed stone door was opened.

"Old man Zhao, it's time to eat!" a middle-aged, rugged man in a black iron coat kicked open the cell door, threw in a tattered lunch box, and then turned to leave. As he went, he slammed the stone cell door, locked it tightly, and shut them again, and the sunlight that fell in them disappeared again, and the cell fell into darkness again.

Weiming's heart was caused by this middle-aged strong man to cause a lot of doubts, his luck urged his efforts to distinguish and observe, but he didn't detect a little demonic energy from the middle-aged strong man, could it be that he is a human being?

Weiming involuntarily asked Old Man Zhao: "Senior Zhao, that person should be a human, right? Why are there still human beings here?"

Old man Zhao wanted to avoid this question, and was silent for a long time, but he didn't answer.

When he saw this, he didn't ask him. There was embarrassment between the two for a while, and finally, Old Man Zhao spoke: "Young man, what is your name, I haven't asked yet." ”

Weiming was reminded by him, and then he remembered that he didn't seem to introduce himself. When he first saw Old Man Zhao, he asked him if he had no name, which made Weiming think that maybe Old Man Zhao knew that he had no name. But now it seems that Old Man Zhao is not omniscient and omniscient.

"Unnamed!" Unnamed introduced, "I am indeed the only disciple of the Futu Patriarch, and the master said that he had a relationship with me, so he made an exception to accept me as an apprentice, and passed on my incomplete secret book "Seven Steps of Ape Flying". "Weiming has now completely believed in Old Man Zhao and is sure that he will not cause harm to himself, so he will tell everything and everything.

After hearing this, Old Man Zhao scratched his messy black and white beard, and finally explained to Weiming: "There are indeed monsters in the Evil Mountain, but later it is said that the Lord of the Evil Mountain, the Evil King, wanted to break through the bottleneck of cultivation, so he began to send his subordinates to search for rare treasures and capture human qi practitioners to extract the essence of cultivation. ”

"Because of this, even the eight mountains, nine pools and ten caves here and elsewhere are mixed with demons, and some humans are mixed in the demons. And many of these humans have been brainwashed by demons and controlled by them, not only practicing the demon's qigong, but also taking demon pills and becoming loyal servants of monsters. After Old Man Zhao finished speaking, he sighed and said, "Because of this, the power of the demons is intertwined and extremely huge, and it has long penetrated all over the martial world, but only a few people know about these news. ”

After listening to it, Weiming suddenly felt that his experience was too shallow, and he was not deeply involved in the world, so he didn't know anything about it. But his master, Patriarch Futu, never mentioned this matter to him, could it be that his master is also a lonely person?

Weiming didn't dare to continue thinking about it.

"So, why do these youkai leaders gather such power? And why did Senior Zhao say that only a few people knew about it?" Wei Ming was even more suspicious of his master in his heart, but he just asked Old Man Zhao about these inconsequential things.

Old man Zhao also shook his head, shrugged his shoulders, and said that he didn't know: "I'm afraid that only those leaders of the Demon Mountain Range can understand these things." I just know that although they are huge, they haven't made any big moves all this time, which has led a lot of people to think that they have disappeared. ”

Hearing this, Weiming roughly had an understanding of these monsters, and he began to speculate about the purpose of those monster leaders.

"It's very likely that there is some big plan, maybe it is a bloody disaster. "Weiming is cautious and witty, but speculation can only lead to a very huge conspiracy among those demon beasts, and other specific circumstances are unknown.

"Weiming, since you are a personal disciple of Futu Lao'er, how could you fall into the hands of these wolf demons and be injured like this. Old man Zhao asked suddenly.

Wei Ming thought about it for a while, he didn't want to tell Old Man Zhao that his master didn't know anything about this place, he wasn't sure what his master's Futu Patriarch meant.

So Weiming had no choice but to reply: "It's all because I accidentally came to this evil mountain to seek trials, but I didn't expect them to be strong and captured alive by those wolf demons." Weiming tried his best to cover it up, unwilling to reveal that he asked the master for orders to go down the mountain, but the Futu patriarch actually agreed, but did not tell a little about the news of the evil mountain.

When Old Man Zhao heard him say this, he asked again: "Then your master is not in a hurry, and he will not come to save you?" It seems that Old Man Zhao is not an idiot, and he doesn't believe in the unnamed rhetoric at all.

"Ha--- I didn't expect that since I came to this martial arts world, I have met the shrewd lord all the way, and I am basically an old Jianghu. Weiming suddenly sighed to himself, "It's not a secret, Senior Zhao, this time I went to the Evil Mountain, I was approved by the master, but what puzzled me was that he didn't tell me that there were so many old demons in the nearby mountains." Just a staff of condensation of pure qi that he gave me before I left. Weiming told the cause and effect of his ascent to the evil mountain, and told the ins and outs of it, and no longer concealed it.

Hearing this, Old Man Zhao was also incredulous: "Futu Lao'er, he can't even sense this, or is he deliberately trying to harm you?"

Weiming was also very helpless, saying that he was also full of confusion: "If Master wants to harm me, he shouldn't give me a Qi Condensing Staff, and he doesn't need to go to such great lengths to trick me into going to the evil mountain." "To be honest, Weiming really doesn't want to believe the answer that the Futu Patriarch harmed him, and after three years of getting along, he still respects the Futu Patriarch very much. He tries to think in good places.

...... There was a long silence, and the two of them were silent, each thinking about something.

"---Do you know how I found out that you are a disciple of Futu Lao'er?" asked Old Man Zhao suddenly.

"Hmm...... This," Weiming suddenly found that it was indeed very strange, he and Old Man Zhao had not known each other for a long time, and he told his master.

"Because I can feel your Qi Condensing Skill, although it is very shallow, I can still feel it. And this is only the Futu Old Children's Association. "Old man Zhao can be regarded as answering a question. But then his words were a thunderbolt from the blue: "Weiming, your master is already dead! What you worship is just a trace of his spirit when he is dead!"

Master is dead! Patriarch Futu is dead!

"Master has long since died!" Weiming's mind was tumbling, setting off a monstrous wave. He was now utterly confused, holding his head in his hands and screaming in pain.

Old man Zhao just watched quietly, not doing anything to comfort him or saying something to comfort him. In Old Man Zhao's opinion, long pain is better than short pain, he can say it implicitly just now, but he just doesn't want to turn, he doesn't understand the world, but he understands that the pain will be much better.

Weiming couldn't withstand the blow and began to fall to the ground again, lying in the haystack, "...... Why? Why is this happening? Am I destined to be lonely all my life, and anyone who comes into contact with me will face disaster?" Silent roar.

After a struggle, there was silence for a long time, and Weiming's expression finally eased a lot.

Old man Zhao saw that his mood had stabilized, so he stepped forward to ask for comfort: "Weiming, your master and I haven't seen him for a hundred years, and it is estimated that he should have died in the past hundred years." And he himself didn't know he was dead. Just living in his corpse in one breath. According to my guess, I can tell from the Qi Condensation Technique in your body that the body was in the state of a dead person when he taught you. "What Old Man Zhao said was very profound, and Weiming probably understood what he meant.

His master had died a long time ago, but his last wisp of essence was attached to his body and did not die, and in the end it was estimated that he came back to life by some kind of coincidence, but it was just a wisp of breath, and he forgot a lot of things, including his own death, and just remembered the events of his life. Moreover, in the period between his death and the resurrection of the essence, he was a dead corpse for nearly a hundred years or decades, so he had no idea what happened during that time.

It is estimated that the Futu Patriarch must have thought that the surrounding mountains were still in the same state as before his death, and there were no strong people. And he was just a wisp of essence, and he couldn't sense the powerful old demon at all, and he couldn't even tell if there were humans living here.

"Futu Lao'er should have never gone down the mountain, right?" Old man Zhao asked, and Weiming suddenly realized that in the three years of his cultivation--- his master had indeed never gone down the mountain.

"Why is that? Even if he is just a wisp of spirit attached to the corpse to resurrect, why can't he go down the mountain?" Weiming can't figure this out, his master is unfathomable, obviously just a wisp of essence, but he can still fabricate a powerful condensing rod out of thin air, this alone, I'm afraid that even the old demon toad king of the sect realm can't do it.

"Haha, I also want to know the secret of Futu Mountain!" Old man Zhao's words did not answer Wei Ming's confusion, but raised another question as an answer.

"Futu Mountain?" Weiming finally understood the mystery of Futu Mountain, why Futu Mountain did not grow an inch of grass, Futu Mountain is surrounded by mountains, the stars and the moon, but it is only a bare hill in the middle of the Demon Mountain Range, these doubts, these doubts, these strange things are all because of the past of Futu Mountain!

What happened to the Futu Patriarch before he died? How did the Futu Patriarch die? In one breath, he can still grasp it with his hands and condense an invincible blade, so how terrible must he be when he died?

Zun Realm, Wei Ming just heard the Futu Patriarch say that he is as powerful as those strong people who have the fragments of the Tongtian Floating Tu, so if the Futu Patriarch is already so strong, and can even barely resurrect with the remaining breath and temporarily exist in the world, then how terrifying are the other strong people, those old monsters who hold the fragments of the Tongtian Futu? Wei Ming questioned himself again in his heart.

Wei Ming had thought that he might have touched the level of a Venerable Realm powerhouse, but now he felt that it was far away. He worked hard for three years, and he was still a small scholar realm level 3, working hard, practicing hard, going to the evil mountain to practice hard, fighting and killing strange beasts, and he still stopped there.

Shi realm, teacher realm, sect realm, respect realm. When did he reach that edge, maybe he was really like what the Futu Patriarch thought of him at the beginning. At first, the Futu Patriarch was reluctant to tell him that the Tongtian Futu might suppress the golden thunder consciousness lurking in his body, because the Futu Patriarch thought ---that he would never reach that level!

Weiming is really weak, he's really just an ant.

Ants kill elephants, one-to-one, one-to-many. The first thing Weiming has to do is to survive, is it so difficult to survive--- to survive?