The old man in the hemp robe really had a much deeper understanding of the Burning Flame Gate than those who cultivated in the Burning Flame Gate, at least those who cultivated in the Burning Flame Gate didn't know the existence of the red-eyed monster at all.

Moreover, the old man in the hemp robe even knew about the mountain protection spirit beasts of the Burning Fire Gate, as well as the Thief Pill Wind Demon buried in the Hidden Dragon Stream of the Flying Spirit Domain.

Judging from the tone of the old man, he was still very familiar with the Pill Thief Wind Demon, calling him "kid", if you calculate it this way, how long has this old man with a sword on his back in a linen robe lived?!

seemed to know that there was some gaffe, and the old man in the hemp robe smiled embarrassedly: "Oh, this person is old, and he likes to talk nonsense, and the two little friends are just thinking that the old man is farting, don't take it to heart." ”

Ling Zheng smacked his mouth twice, and subconsciously stayed away from this old man in a linen robe who was suspected of being an old monster. When Xu Qiuhan saw this, he was also farther away.

Only the mouse, this guy seems to be very affectionate to the old man in the linen robe, Ling Zheng didn't expect that this guy was originally a rat, but his courage is not like a rat at all, because, how can anyone be so affectionate with someone when he sees a stranger for the first time? Even if it is a cheeky storage like Dou Bi, he can't do this, right?

Moreover, the old man in the hemp robe seems to be extremely affectionate to the mouse, and his eyes are like looking at one of his juniors.

"Two, how long have you been in here?" the old man in the linen robe asked with a smile: "The old man also came in not long ago, and was blocked and searched by several groups of people, but fortunately he only had this sword on his body, and people didn't look down on him." Hehe, it seems that there is also a benefit to being poor. ”

Ling Zheng just wanted to ask the old man what he meant by this, so the old man said, "Xiaoyou has an elixir on him? The old man has just been chased by a group of people like a dog for a long time, and the true yuan is very consumed." ”

Ling Zheng said in his heart, you don't see the outside, but for the sake of the mouse's face, it's not easy to say that you don't have it, so he asked: "I only have a third-grade Huanglongdan here, how much does the old gentleman want?"

"Three products?" The old man in the hemp robe looked at Ling Zheng a few times with some surprise, and said with a smile: "It seems that the old man has taken a look, and the little brother has only built the cultivation of the foundation realm, and he can get the three pins of the pill, which is really unusual." ”

"If it's a three-pin pill, give the old man dozens of pads first. ”

The old man in the linen robe said with a smile, and then he untied the long sword behind his back, which looked black and non-golden, and handed it to Ling Zheng: "The old man is not asking for nothing, this sword has been with me for many years, and it was given to Xiao You." ”

The old man in the linen robe carried the long sword behind him from the beginning, so Ling Zheng didn't see the whole picture of the sword at first. When he held the long sword in his hand, Ling Zheng realized that it was a broken sword.

Except for the hilt part of the sword, which is still relatively intact, two-thirds of the sword body is gone, and looking at the traces of the fracture, it looks like it was broken alive.

Ling Zheng's spiritual sense scanned, he didn't feel any spirituality from the long sword, no wonder those people who searched your body before didn't snatch your sword, this kind of spiritualless tatters, in addition to taking up space, is there any other use?

Ling Zheng didn't take the broken sword handed to him by the old man in the hemp robe, he grabbed a three-grade yellow dragon pill from the ring, handed it to the old man in the hemp robe very generously, and said: "Since this sword has been with the seniors for many years, the juniors are embarrassed to use a few pills to win people's love." I see that the rat is very affectionate to you, and this is also a kind of fate, so this elixir junior will give it to you in vain. If that's not enough, just ask. ”

Ling Zheng's words were beautiful, but the meaning in them was that I only gave you these pills for the sake of the mouse's face.

The old man in the linen robe was old and refined, how could he not hear what Ling Zheng meant? He didn't insist anymore, he put the broken sword behind his back again, and after taking the pill handed over by Ling Zheng, he took a few closer looks, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be the best Huanglong Pill, Xiaoyou is really unusual." No wonder this little guy is taking a fancy to it. ”

The old man in the linen robe pointed at the mouse, and then continued: "The old man wants to stay with this little guy for a while, I don't know if he can have a companion with the two little friends?" Please rest assured, the old man is quite measured and will not cause trouble." ”

The old man in the linen robe is kind and kind-eyed, and the slightest hint is that the mouse has a good impression of him, not like a traitor. Moreover, this old man is still an older antique called "kid" in charge of the old antiques of the thief Danfeng Demon, and if there is such a person by his side, not only will he not cause trouble, but he may also be helpful.

So, Ling Zheng and Xu Qiuhan, who had rarely spoken, glanced at each other, and when they saw the other party's eyes acquiescing, they said to the old man in the linen robe: "If the old gentleman doesn't dislike our qualifications, it's naturally okay." ”

"Xiaoyou is polite. Qualifications are linked to experience and age, and when I was as old as Xiaoyou, I didn't even know what Xiuzhen was. The old man in the linen robe smiled: "The saying that one generation is stronger than the next generation is very reasonable." ”

Ling Zheng listened to the emotion of the old man in the linen robe, but he didn't feel anything in his heart.

After the old man in the hemp robe sighed, he swallowed a large handful of pills handed over by Ling Zheng, burped, and said, "Xiaoyou, do you know how to go next?"

Ling Zheng and Xu Qiuhan both shook their heads.

The old man in the linen robe smiled, raised his leg suddenly, and threw the hemp shoe on his right foot into the sky, three people, a cat and six eyes looked at the shoe to the ground, and the old man in the linen robe said: "Haha, since you don't know how to go, it's better to let God decide." ”

After that, the old man pointed in the direction of the tip of his shoe and said, "How about going that way?"

The corners of Ling Zheng's eyebrows jumped, feeling that this method of deciding where to go by throwing shoes was really a bit sloppy. He carefully glanced at the road with his delusional eyes, and saw that the palaces on that road were all extremely condensed and did not look like phantoms, so he nodded in agreement.

Xu Qiuhan didn't say a word, and also nodded.

So, the three of them and one cat set foot on the stone road.

Not long after leaving, Ling Zheng casually glanced back and saw that the open space he was standing in had disappeared, replaced by a stone hall with the door wide open, which was exactly the same appearance as the surrounding stone halls, and immediately raised his vigilance.

The old man in the hemp robe was not at all worried that the direction he decided by throwing his shoes would be wrong, and as he walked, he said to himself: "This Xuansha Imperial Palace originally claimed to have a total of eighty-one phantom arrays and killing arrays, each of which is not comparable to ordinary formations. There used to be a lot of people who never went out after entering, and it was comparable to those few dead places on the mainland. ”

"The old man really doesn't know what the master of this Xuansha Imperial Palace is doing this, if it is just to keep his dojo from being broken into, just sitting in charge of it himself is enough to achieve this effect. The old man in the linen robe had more doubts on his face: "Is it for some unsightly things?"

Xu Qiuhan regretted taking this old man with him. Because since the three of them began to march, the old man's mouth has not been idle.

Ling Zheng listened with relish, and saw that the old man in the linen robe mentioned the master of this Xuansha Imperial Palace, and hurriedly asked, "Does the old gentleman know the past of the master of this Xuansha Imperial Palace?"

"Why, you don't know?" The old man in the linen robe who was walking in the front turned around and said with some doubts: "You don't know that you dare to come in rashly?"

Seeing that Ling Zheng and Xu Qiuhan were both confused, the old man in the hemp robe said, "The master of this Xuansha Imperial Palace is not an ordinary person. The old man heard that when he first entered the Yuan Infant Realm, he was able to kill nine Yuan Infant Realm Dacheng in a row overnight with his own strength. ”

"When you first enter the Yuan Infant Realm, you can kill nine Yuan Infant Realm Great Perfections in a row?"

Ling Zheng was stunned for a moment, and then saw that Xu Qiuhan was also suspicious, and hurriedly said, "Don't listen to rumors, old man." ”

The old man in the hemp robe smiled: "The old man lied to you, you must know that this incident shocked the mainland back then, and the prestige of the master of the Xuansha Imperial Palace was also started with that incident." By the time he established the Xuansha Emperor Palace and proclaimed himself emperor, the entire continent did not dare to jump out and scold him, what is this not domineering?"

"Well, take the liberty of asking, how long has it been since that incident now?" Ling Zheng then remembered a very important question.

The old man in the linen robe stretched out his hand and counted the numbers, then shook his head and sighed: "Alas, when you are older, your brain is not easy to use, so you forget it." ”

He said it very seriously, and he didn't mean to lie perfunctory at all, which made Xu Qiuhan and Ling Zheng feel a little weird at the same time, but it was not good to force the old man to think about it.

"Xiaoyou, I see that your breathing is not like words, and the true yuan is far thicker than that of ordinary monks of the same realm. Can you tell the old man, how do you cultivate?" The old man in the linen robe looked at Ling Zheng, as if he was very interested in him: "That little girl is a yin attribute spirit vein, and the old man can feel that strange aura. But Xiaoyou, you're different, your means of suppressing the aura are really amazing, the old man has been watching it for so long, except for knowing that your cultivation is probably about the second order of the foundation building realm, the rest of you haven't even seen a fart. ”

Xu Qiuhan was a little surprised, knowing that she had tried her best to suppress her True Yuan aura, but she didn't expect it to be seen by this old man. From this point of view, this old man must not be an ordinary person.

Ling Zheng glanced at the rat sitting on the shoulder of the old man in the linen robe, but he didn't hide it: "It's not a secret, the junior is a non-attribute spiritual vein, and there are many differences from other cultivators. As for the means of suppressing the aura, it is also one of the characteristics of this physique. ”

The smile on the old man in the linen robe froze suddenly, and after that, the smile became even brighter.

"That's a good thing. The attributeless spirit vein has been in decline and silence since ancient times, and now Xiaoyou can break the conclusion that the attributeless spirit vein immortal path is dead, which is really gratifying. The old man in the linen robe patted Ling Zheng's shoulder very affectionately, then pointed at the mouse and said with a smile: "I admire this little guy's vision more and more now." ”

Ling Zheng just wanted to be modest, when suddenly his ears moved, and he heard a rather heavy footsteps.

The footsteps were so heavy that they were a little unspeakable, and with each sound, Ling Zheng could feel the ground around him tremble slightly.

The smile on the old man in the linen robe also disappeared, he turned his head in the direction that Ling Zheng was looking at, was stunned for a moment, and then muttered: "This kind of dog-day inheritance that kills a thousand knives hasn't been extinguished yet?"

In the distance, on a stone road that suddenly appeared in the middle of the heavy hall, a young man in blue with a long body appeared but was covered in blood at the moment. The young man looked thin and covered in blood.

But what really made the three people and one cat present look at him was not his person, but the whole bundle of long swords of different styles that he was carrying behind his back.

One person, carrying a bundle of swords on his back and carrying a body of blood, walked towards Ling Zheng and the three of them with an expressionless face.