Lao Wang is still the same, and he hasn't changed at all.

Fukki and several women too, no different from two hundred years ago.

Ibsen was much older, his face was no longer bright, and he was as thin as the others he had seen when he first came two hundred years ago.

Seeing Song Pingcun appear in the stone cave, Ibsen didn't say a word except for being slightly surprised.

Every time Song Pingcun appeared, Ibsen felt that he was abandoned by Song Pingcun, a lonely person, but fortunately, Lao Wang did not abandon him.

He didn't believe Song Pingcun's words to ask Lao Wang to take care of himself, he had seen too much in the past two hundred years, and no one was willing to pay for another person in vain. Every time the rush came and went, he knew that he must not be the one who rushed, otherwise, he might disappear.

"Brother Song is here again!" Fu Ji and a few women were drying the dried meat of fire rats outside the stone cave, and when they saw Song Pingcun, they were like seeing the guy next door, and they were still so active. For the three Song Jiao behind Song Pingcun, they just glanced at it and withdrew their gaze.

The original flint in the past two hundred years has long been gone, but thanks to Song Pingcun's carefulness, there is no need for them to speak, and they will always take out new flints at the right time.

The relationship between them seems to be very good, and it seems to be very average. Every time Song Pingcun went to the palace perfectly, there was always a vacant seat for him in the innermost circle, and Ibsen had already retreated to the second circle. Except for the night when he and Song Pingcun first arrived, he never entered the innermost circle.

"Fuki, don't fiddle with those jerky just yet. Come here, I have something to discuss with you. Song Pingcun said as he walked towards the stone cave.

He knew that Lao Wang must be resting in the cave at this moment, because he needed to concentrate on dealing with those fire rats at night. These fire rats are also the key to his ability to stand firm in this group.

Although until now, Song Pingcun still hasn't heard him talk about himself, and Fu Ji doesn't even want to talk about Lao Wang. As for Fu Ji's own identity, she is very calm, she is a casual cultivator, who has risen from a small sect, but has not joined any sect. As for whether it is true or not, Song Pingcun doesn't care, after all, in the land of hard labor, all the identities outside are fleeting.

"Are you ready?" Lao Wang heard Song Pingcun's voice, and when he opened his eyes, he also saw the three people of Song Jiao outside. Without waiting for Song Pingcun to speak, he opened his mouth first.

"I need you along." Song Pingcun was not surprised by what Lao Wang said, this mysterious man with a Chinese character face still maintained an attitude of not asking or talking, and he did not necessarily answer all the questions he asked.

"I won't go, and neither will they." Lao Wang closed his eyes.

"Song Jiao, throw a fire magnetic popping bead to Lao Wang to listen to the sound." Song Pingcun commanded Song Jiao, who was standing outside.

Song Jiao took the order, took out a fire magnetic popping bead from his arms, looked at the direction, and threw it directly forward.

There was a loud noise, which made the cave tremble, and Lao Wang's originally closed eyes opened, and he rushed out directly like a monkey. The Lucky Girls and Ibsen at the door were all shocked, and the stones in the distance flew up to a height of ten feet, and the farthest even fell not far in front of them.

Although Song Jiao believed in Song Pingcun's ability, he was also taken aback by the power of this first test explosion at this moment.

Song Pingcun felt it and nodded slightly. He didn't have to come out of the cave to know how surprised these people were.

Lao Wang, who rushed out quickly just now, watched the stones fall, and he didn't need to go over to look at it from a distance, he knew that it must be a big pit. Again, the palace where the night rests will probably fall a wall.

"How did you do that?" Lao Wang was stunned for a long time before he asked this sentence.

"The path of the heavens is endless, it's just some cultivation theories from when I was a weak child." Song Pingcun replied simply. And even if you tell them the principle, it's useless, if there is no fire in the body that is born and nurtured by heaven and earth like the Heavenly Thunder Bead, it is useless.

"What do you want to do?" Lao Wang didn't bother asking anything else, but directly asked Song Pingcun what he planned to do.

Hearing Lao Wang's question, the corners of Song Pingcun's mouth pulled up a smile, no matter how much persuasion is useless, the best persuasion is to let him see hope.

"I'm going to go through the whole land of hard labor and get a complete picture of it." Song Pingcun calmly said his thoughts.

"You're crazy!" Lao Wang exclaimed, "Do you know the consequences of doing this? ”

"I know, but I have to." Song Pingcun's eyes were extremely firm.

"For what?" Lao Wang asked puzzled.

"In order not to stop day after day, even if you really can't leave, you can't just wait stupidly." Song Pingcun said in a deep voice.

Lao Wang was silent for a moment, glanced at Song Pingcun deeply, turned around and walked back to the stone cave. He knew that he couldn't persuade Song Pingcun, and he was not qualified to persuade him, from the first day he had a faint feeling that this person was not simple, two hundred years is a long time, but one day in this land of hard labor is no different from two hundred years. It's just that the time used by Song Pingcun made him feel that it was too short, so short that he had already given him a big shock before he could even see Song Pingcun clearly.

"Come in, all of you." Lao Wang beckoned a few people to walk towards the stone cave.

Seeing that Song Jiao and the three of them didn't move, he said directly to Song Pingcun: "Let them all come in, I don't know what will happen with such a big movement." ”

Song Pingcun beckoned the three of them to come in, imagining that this place was too close to the palace, and if the silver birds came out at this time, it would really be a waste of a lot of fire magnetic beads.

The three brothers, Fu Ji's daughters, Ibsen, and Song Jiao, all came in, and the stone cave seemed a little crowded.

"What do you think, Ibsen?" After Lao Wang came in, he surprisingly did not continue to ask Song Pingcun or Fu Ji, but looked at Ibsen and asked.

"Ahh Ibsen didn't expect that Lao Wang would be the first to ask him, and he still had the echo of the explosion in his ears.

"I don't know!" Ibsen shook his head.

"Regardless of the Xinghe Divine Sect?" There was a hint of playfulness at the corner of Lao Wang's mouth.

"......" Ibsen did not answer, and looked at Lao Wang with dim eyes, which seemed to be a little incomprehensible.

"Do you have a sect master named Wang Yijin in your Xinghe Divine Sect?" Lao Wang opened his mouth and said a word, making Song Pingcun's eyes look at Ibsen.

"How do you know?" An expression of surprise appeared on Ibsen's face, how could he, a small senior sect master of the Xinghe Sect, be known to Lao Wang.

"Because I'm Wang Yijin."

"What? Are you the Wang Yijin who was the sect master but was expelled from the Xinghe Divine Sect? Ibsen looked at Wang with a look of surprise.

"Expulsion? You know why? Lao Wang snorted coldly and asked Ibsen.

"I don't know, this is recorded by the sect, and the Xinghe sect also began to decline from that time." Ibsen shook his head, and then seemed to remember something, "Wait, you're not ......."

"You've lived a little long, haven't you?" Lao Wang suddenly felt full of momentum in front of Ibsen at this moment.

"Meet ....." Ibsen was about to kneel on the ground, but as soon as his legs were bent, he sat on the ground and cried, "You made Xinghe Shenzong become Xinghezong, and I made Xinghezong cease to exist, we are all sinners!" ”

"What do you mean that it no longer exists, with me and you, Xinghe Shenzong will still be Xinghe Shenzong, Lao Tzu is not dead, why are you crying!" Lao Wang scolded impatiently, at this moment he seemed to be scolding his juniors, and the Ibsen in front of him was indeed his junior.

Song Pingcun was very surprised by this sudden news, but the expressions of the Fu Ji girls did not change at all, as if they had known it for a long time.

"Wang, you can hide deep enough. In the face of your sect's juniors, don't say a word more. Song Pingcun teased.

"Say what? Said that I was forced by someone to have to let the sect announce the expulsion of a sect master to the outside world in order to protect the Xia Xinghe Divine Sect? Or did Lao Tzu not have the courage to sacrifice his life to fight back then, and finally ended up living in such a humiliating life. Lao Wang seemed to vent all his emotions at once.

From his words, Song Pingcun roughly guessed the helplessness of the year, but the Xinghe Divine Sect back then was definitely not what he saw before he was teleported in, and it must have a lot of popularity, and it was even likely to be similar to the Five Colors Palace.

With such a big sect, the sect master was forced to live in a humiliating way, so you can imagine how much pressure there was back then, and the things he faced were not trivial.

Maybe it was because he said the aggrieved words in his heart, Lao Wang, no, to be precise, it should be Wang Yijin, looked at Song Pingcun and said: "You only need to promise me one condition, and I will accompany you to the land of hard labor." ”

"Old Wang, Sect Master Wang, you don't seem to have seen the current situation clearly!" Song Pingcun looked at Wang Yijin's eyes and said with a smile.