The next day, after a simple breakfast, the two went down to the top of the mountain and found the waterfall according to the guidance on the map.

The waterfall is not large or spectacular, at least not as far as the waterfall depicted in the poems and paintings of the literati and artists.

Huo Qiushi looked around and said, "It doesn't look like there is any cave or anything like that around here, where will the Divine Gate be?" ”

At this time, Feng Zimo suddenly discovered something and walked over quickly. It was a pool of dried blood, and it looked like it had been at least six hours or more.

"What's wrong?" Huo Qiushi asked with some curiosity.

Feng Zimo stood up and said, "Yesterday I encountered a big bat on the cliff again, and I stabbed it with a sword stuck in the cliff. ”

"You mean the blood belongs to the big bat?"

"Not sure, but it's possible. If it's really bat blood, and the Divine Gate is really around here, then those bats are really the guards of the Divine Gate. ”

As soon as Feng Zimo's words fell, a black shadow flew out from behind the waterfall, it was a giant bat.

The two of them instantly became alert and prepared to draw their swords to meet each other.

But unlike before, the giant bat didn't attack them, but nodded to them very humanely, then turned and flew back into the waterfall.

It's still a water curtain hole. Feng Zimo said secretly in his heart.

"Brother Zimo, it seems to be showing us the way." Huo Qiushi opened his mouth and said.

Feng Zimo retracted Long Ye into the sheath: "It seems that the Divine Gate is behind this waterfall nine times out of ten, do you dare to go in and have a look?" ”

"What's not to dare?"

The corners of Feng Zimo's mouth rose slightly: "Maybe there will be a lot of big bats like that in there, are you sure you dare?" ”

"I'm afraid, but it's all here, I don't want to just wait outside."

"Let's go, then."

The two of them rose into the air one after the other, kicked on the trees on the side, and got into the waterfall.

Behind the waterfall is a huge karst cave, surrounded by colorful rocks, which is very beautiful.

Before Huo Qiushi could sigh, she hurriedly hid behind Feng Zimo, looking scared.

It turned out to be a large group of giant bats hanging upside down above the cave, black and oppressive, estimated to be one hundred and eighty. But most of them were sleeping, and no one had come in.

At this time, a little monkey came to the two of them, pointed to the inside of the cave, and made a chirping sound from his mouth, as if he was talking to the two of them.

Well, it's really a water curtain hole now, will a big monkey who can speak human words pop up later? Feng Zimo thought a little teasingly.

The little monkey chattered for a while, then turned and walked towards the cave, stopped after taking a few steps, glanced back at the two of them, and signaled to hurry up and follow.

"What should Brother Zimo do?"

"Go ahead and take a look, what bad intentions can a little monkey have?"

The two followed.

Originally, the two of them thought that this cave was very large, but after following the little monkey for a while, they realized that they were wrong, this place is not very big, but very large.

After walking for nearly a hundred feet, the little monkey led the two to the end of the cave. An old man in white sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. His hair was snow-white, but he didn't have a beard at all. The skin on his face is very old, and he looks at least 90 years old. He just sat there silently, motionless, and one wondered if he was still alive.

The little monkey ran to him and watched him quietly.

Feng Zimo clenched his fists, and just as he wanted to speak, the old man opened his eyes. Unlike the cloudy eyes of other old men, his eyes were very clear, like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy.

The old man looked at the two of them, and suddenly slapped the ground with both hands, and the whole person rose into the air, rushed towards Feng Zimo, and slapped Feng Zimo's head with one palm.

Feng Zimo hurriedly stretched out his fist and made a move with the old man. A force came, Feng Zimo retreated several feet before he could barely stand firm, and the hand that was facing the old man and his entire arm were trembling slightly.

Absolute masters! This was the first thought in Feng Zimo's heart.

"Brother Zimo, are you okay?" Huo Qiushi hurriedly ran to Feng Zimo.

Feng Zimo shook his head, indicating that he was fine.

Huo Qiushi wanted to draw his sword and rush towards the old man, but was stopped by Feng Zimo. At this time, the old man fell to the ground, looking at Feng Zimo calmly.

Feng Zimo stood firm and pulled out the Long Ye Sword: "Senior, please advise." ”

Feng Zimo came to the old man with an arrow and stabbed the old man in the throat.

The old man unhurriedly stretched out two fingers and grabbed the Long Ye Sword. Feng Zimo wanted to take the Longye Sword back, but no matter how hard he tried, the Longye Sword just didn't move, as if it wasn't two fingers that caught it, but two mountains.

Feng Zimo's legs exerted force, and the whole person rose into the air, and his left leg kicked the old man's head fiercely. The old man stretched out his hand and grabbed Feng Zimo's ankle, and then shook his hands and threw Feng Zimo out. Feng Zimo hurriedly adjusted his body and fell to the ground.

At this time, the old man dodged, came to Feng Zimo, and punched out. Feng Zimo raised the Dragon Wild Sword to resist.

Hearing a muffled sound, Long Ye's sword took off his hand, and Feng Zimo was also shocked away.

The old man did not continue to attack, but maintained the movement of clenching his fists, staring intently at Feng Zimo.

There was no weapon in his hand, but Feng Zimo did not tremble at all, but clenched his fists with both hands, opened his posture, and stared at the old man deadly. He knew that now that he had no weapons, he was not the opponent of the old man, but the other party wanted to fight, and he had no reason to retreat. He didn't want to be a bastard.

Looking at Feng Zimo's eyes, the old man showed a look of appreciation in his eyes, he put down his fist, suddenly knelt down on one knee, and said: "Old slave Huang Thirteen, I have offended a lot, and I hope that the lord will forgive the sin." ”

Lord? Hearing this, Feng Zimo and Huo Qiushi couldn't help but be stunned, what is the situation?

Feng Zimo thought for a moment and then understood, this Huang Thirteen regarded himself as a descendant of the Northern Jin Dynasty royal family.

Feng Zimo walked over and helped Huang Shisan up, and said, "Senior Huang, you misunderstood, I am not a descendant of the Sima family. ”

Huang 13 was stunned: "Not from the Sima family?" Then how do you have Tatsuno? Still found here? ”

"It's a long story, I'll tell you slowly."

Feng Zimo told Huang Shisan the matter concisely.

After hearing this, Huang Shisan smiled bitterly: "The royal family that once had as many as a few thousand people is now not one left, it's really providence!" Your Majesty, the old slave is sorry for you! failed to wait for the descendants of the Sima family to let him recover the Great Jin. ”

Thinking of Emperor Hui of the Northern Jin Dynasty, Huang Shisan couldn't help but cry.