Duan Chen originally thought that with such persuasion, the bald old man would tell some inside information about the Demon God Society, but the bald old man didn't want to say something, but he smiled coldly and said, "What does the life and death of other people have to do with the poor way?"

Duan Chen was speechless for a while when he heard this, and he didn't know what to do with this bald old man for a while.

I only heard the Seven Demon Lords sneer and said, "This old man doesn't have firewood, rice, oil and salt, I think you might as well search his soul directly." ”

Duan Chen said: "The junior's soul-searching technique is not effective from time to time, I think it's better to forget it, besides, this Daoist has lived miserably enough, and the juniors can't bear to use the soul-searching technique on him again." ”

The Seven Demon Monarch said with a look of hatred: "The method has been taught to you by the Demon Lord, and if you refuse to use it, then there is no way." ”

While the two were talking, they suddenly heard the bald old man speak: "Boy, why don't you speak?"

It turned out that this bald old man was locked in the coffin of the secret room by the demon god for several years, although his temperament changed greatly for a while, but it was rare for someone to talk to him, and he did not want to live the kind of day when he faced the coffin lid all day, called every day should not be, and called the earth and earth not spiritual.

The Seven Demon Monarchs were old and refined, and when they heard the voice of the bald old man, they smiled and said: "This old man has been locked up for too long, I'm afraid it's lonely, if you don't talk to him, he can't stand it." ”

Duan Chen said with joy in his heart: "Thank you seniors for your advice." ”

At that moment, no matter how the bald old man spoke, he just didn't speak.

After a while, when the bald old man looked a little lonely, Duan Chen suddenly asked, "Dao Chief, do you want something to eat?"

The bald old man thought that Duan Chen was no longer there, but when he suddenly heard his voice, he couldn't help but snort coldly: "Poor Dao is indeed a little hungry, you go and get some food for Poor Dao." ”

Obviously, he still thought that Duan Chen was a member of the Demon God Society, and he used a word between the lines, instead of asking Duan Chen to find it.

Duan Chen didn't defend himself, and let the bald old man sit in the cave for a while, while he went out to find food for him.

After about a quarter of an hour, Duan Chen came back with a few mountain rabbits, cleaned them and roasted them on the fire, and then sprinkled them with a little mountain salt.

After a while, the smell of meat overflowed, attracting the attention of the bald old man.

The bald old man's eyes were really not very good, he smelled the smell of meat and looked over, and sneered: "Your demon god will pretend to be quite similar this time, since the meat is roasted, bring it to Poor Dao to taste, maybe Poor Dao will be happy, and you will hand over all the evidence of your original crime of framing Zhen Guogong." ”

Duan Chen felt a shock in his heart, and immediately asked urgently, "Daoist, what did you just say?"

The bald old man sneered and said: "Poor Dao Shicai also praised you for pretending to be quite similar, why did you lose your breath so quickly, it seems that you really came for those things, but unfortunately even if Poor Dao died, he would never hand over those things, one day, someone would make those criminal evidence public to the world instead of Poor Dao, and when the time came...... Hey. ”

Duan Chen took a deep breath, pressed the agitated mood in his chest, and said respectfully: "Dao Elder has suffered all these years. ”

Although he didn't know the reason for the whole thing, he thought that this bald old man had fallen to the way he is today, and he was afraid that it was related to the fact that his father was framed for colluding with demons.

The bald old man snorted coldly: "Mischievous, I don't want you to care about it." ”

Duan Chen secretly said in his heart: "This person has a preconceived idea, and he has already decided that I am a demon god and a demon cultivator, but I don't know how to make him believe me." ”

At that moment, he couldn't help but ask: "How can the Dao Elder be willing to believe that the junior is not a demon god and a demon cultivator?"

The bald old man smiled coldly and said, "Unless the Duke of Zhenguo is resurrected, no one else, Poor Dao will not believe it." ”

Duan Chen said helplessly: "Even if Zhenguo Gong can really be resurrected, how can you see the seniors?"

The bald old man said coldly: "Although the right eye of the poor road is blind, this left eye can still see the scenery within half a foot, if your demon god can really bring the prince of Zhenguo back to life, the poor road will have to see it." ”

Duan Chen's heart moved, and he hurriedly dispersed the disguise technique on his face, walked up to the bald old man and said with a smile: "Dao Chief, let's see who I am?"

The bald old man snorted coldly, and was about to say something, when Leng Buding saw a familiar face appear in front of him, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Zhen ...... Zhen Guogong, is it really you?"

He seemed to be extremely shocked in his heart, and he couldn't help himself, and tears suddenly flowed out of his left eye, and he couldn't help but cry on the spot, as if he was full of endless complicated grievances.

But after he cried for a while, he suddenly woke up and shouted: "No, even if Zhenguo Gong can live to this day, he should be over half a hundred years old, who are you?"

Duan Chen sighed and said, "Junior Duan Chen, Zhenguo Gong is the deceased father of the younger generation. ”

The bald old man was shocked when he heard this, and said: "Back then, there was indeed a young son named Duan Chen under the knee of the Duke of Zhenguo, but the Mansion of the Duke of Zhenguo had already been beheaded by the king, how could you still be alive?"

Duan Chen said, "It was Uncle Han who saved me." ”

The bald old man said curiously: "Who is Uncle Han?"

Duan Chen immediately reacted and said, "Uncle Han's real name is Han Sheng, can the Dao Elder remember him?"

The bald old man repeatedly chanted the word Han Sheng in his mouth, and after pondering for a moment, he said excitedly: "The Han Sheng you are talking about, but Han Sheng, the guest of the Zhenguo Mansion and the disciple of Bai Daoyou of the Zuo Sect?"

Duan Chen was stunned, so he had to say: "Yes, it was Uncle Han who took me all the way to the Great Wilderness Dynasty back then, and finally escaped the pursuit of the Northern Xia royal family. ”

The bald old man groaned for a while, and after a long time, he said slowly: "Child, you should come closer, and let the poor road look at you again." ”

Duan Chen approached as he said, but the bald old man stretched out his hands coldly and touched his face.

Duan Chen was shocked in his heart, and was about to dodge, only to hear the Seven Demon Lords suddenly speak: "Don't move, this old man is touching your bones, most likely to confirm whether you are the demon god who will send someone to disguise yourself." ”

When Duan Chen heard this, he had to stay still honestly.

After groping around with Duan Chen's face for a while, the bald old man suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and then suddenly burst out laughing.

Duan Chen looked at him with a strange expression, and suddenly saw the bald old man with tears streaming down his face, and at some point, the sound of laughter had turned into an extremely desolate and tragic cry.

Duan Chen felt unbearable in his heart, and said softly: "The younger generation is late, so that the Dao Elder has suffered all these years. ”

The bald old man stopped crying when he heard this, and said, "It's not too late, as long as Poor Dao still has a breath of air, it's not too late for you to come." ”

Duan Chen was anxious to know the truth of the matter back then, and immediately asked, "Dao Chief, what happened eighteen years ago, why was my father impeached and framed for colluding with demons?"

The bald old man looked up at the top of the cave, muttered for a while, and said: "This matter is a long story, as to why the Zhenguo Gong was impeached by the ministers of the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Works, Poor Dao did not dare to make a conclusion until this moment. ”

Duan Chen was stunned when he heard this: "But didn't the Dao Elder say that you have already collected evidence that the demon god will frame my father?"

The bald old man smiled bitterly: "I always thought that you were sent by the demon god to test me, so I deliberately made up such lies. In fact, there is no conclusive evidence in the hands of Poor Dao to prove that the impeachment of Zhen Guogong by several ministers of the Ministry of War was instigated by the Demon God Society. ”

Duan Chen was stunned for a moment and said, "Although there is no conclusive evidence in the hands of the Dao Chief, I think I should have a lot of clues, otherwise the Demon God Society would not treat the Dao Chief like that." ”

The bald old man nodded and said: "Yes, Poor Dao felt that this matter was very strange back then, and he wanted to personally interview several ministers of the Ministry of War, but he was plotted by the criminals, and finally fell into the hands of the Demon God Society." ”

Duan Chen's heart moved, and he asked, "Dao Leader has always called himself a poor Dao, what is the identity of the Dao Chief?"

He had already read a lot of information about the powerful people in the Northern Xia Dynasty in the miscellaneous classics hall on the first floor of the Daozang Palace, and he was confident that as long as this bald old man was not an ordinary person, he would be able to recognize his identity.

The bald old man's gaze slowly fell on Duan Chen, and said: "Speaking of the common name of the poor road, I'm afraid that not many people in this world remember it, but if the law name of the poor road is mentioned, I am afraid that everyone in the entire Northern Xia Immortal Cultivation World will know it." ”

Duan Chen said, "Please ask the Dao Chief?"

The bald old man said word by word: "The poor Dao Law is called Huixian." ”

Duan Chen was stunned for a moment, and said, "Dao Chief, but the Dao Elder of Qingyun Sect is the Elder of Qingyun Temple, Huixian Dao Chief?"

The bald old man nodded and said, "Yes, I didn't expect you to be young, and you have actually heard of the Poor Dao Law." ”

Duan Chen wanted to speak and stopped: "But the contemporary Qingyun Guan Lord Ming Zhen Dao Chang said that you have ......"

Daoist Huixian snorted coldly and said, "This scoundrel said that I am dead?"

Duan Chen nodded and said, "Daoist Mingzhen once announced to the outside world, saying that you were in a hurry to break through the Golden Pill, so that your Dao heart was unstable, and you finally went mad and died. ”

Daoist Huixian sneered and said, "This criminal has caused me to fall into such a situation, and he still has the face to say such smear words against the poor Dao, and the poor Dao only hates that he was blind back then, and he actually accepted such a big rebel." ”

Duan Chen sighed lightly: "Back then, everyone thought that the Dao Master died because of his practice, and that Ming Zhen Dao Master got a corpse out of nowhere, and he not only deceived the people of the entire Qingyun Temple, but even the eyes and ears of the people in the world were deceived by him. ”

Huixian Dao Chang said coldly: "That criminal doesn't have this ability, everything is that the demon god will give him advice behind his back, wanting to get rid of the poor Dao and secretly control the entire Qingyun Temple." ”

Duan Chen's heart moved, and he said: "The younger generation remembers that there is still a Jindan Patriarch alive in the Qingyun Temple, and with his old man's presence, it will be difficult for the Demon God Society's treacherous plan to succeed." ”

Hearing this, Daoist Huixian couldn't help but sigh and said, "Master Fu Yuan's uncle has always devoted himself to cultivating the Tao and doesn't ask about the world, and Poor Dao is worried that when his old man discovers the tricks of the Demon God Society, I'm afraid it's too late. ”

Duan Chen muttered: "That being the case, the junior will now rush to Qingyun Temple with the Dao Leader to expose the conspiracy of Ming Zhen and the Demon God Society in person. ”

Daoist Huixian shook his head and said: "The poor Dao is now abolished, and my face is completely ruined, even if you bring me to the Qingyun Temple, I am afraid that no one will be able to recognize the poor Dao." ”