Although Wang Qing was still busy with Chen Feng and Ye Fei on his lips, he looked very happy, but in his heart he was not.

Before he went down the mountain, Senior Brother Chen Feng sat on the same bed with him and talked to him. Earnestly instructed, the words are still in the ears, and the earnest teachings are circling the beam for three days.

Chen Feng even told Wang Qing, a lonely and unheard of little brother, who knew everything about Jingyuan Valley that he knew, and there was nothing to hide. In other words, at least at that time, he didn't know that the altar in Jingyuan Valley belonged to the Ancient Daduan God Dynasty.

And this point, I'm afraid that the Qingyun faction has not yet explored, at least there is no conclusive evidence - if it weren't for Li Chongxuan is Chongming divine body, Wang Qing would not have come to the altar just because of the carving technique of the ancient stone carving, after all, the style of antiquity has existed since ancient times.

Then Chen Feng's firm tone when he called the "Daduan Altar" was very suspicious.

Portable old man?

Malignant, or benign?

If it is malignant, has it metastasized?

Wang Qing didn't dare to look into his eyes when Chen Feng was talking to Ye Fei, for fear of alarming him.

Just glanced at his cuffs deeply, suddenly had an idea, blinked, and interjected: "Senior brother, after you broke into the foundation, have you prepared the magic weapon?" Senior brother went out this time, but he gained something, why don't you pick one?"

Chen Feng smiled at him, and with a flip of his palm, a golden circle-shaped magic weapon appeared on the palm of his hand.

He was about to explain, but he heard Wang Qing exclaim in a low voice: "Ah, senior brother has a hundred treasure bags?"

"......" Chen Feng froze there for a moment before he gritted his teeth and looked at Wang Qing with smoke from seven holes: "It's really kind to me that I am still waiting here, and I don't want to learn a lesson!"

After finishing speaking, Chen Feng was still not angry, and said angrily: "Why, can't you take things like this without a hundred treasure bags? Will you be hit by thunder? ”

It's clear that you're smoking.

Wang Qing laughed dryly, but was half relieved.

This kind of strange habit, the old man may not be able to imitate it, which means that even if the old man is around, at least it has not been transferred, and at the moment, this is still Chen Feng himself, so there is a rescue, but ......

If he is a benign old man, will he harm Senior Brother Chen's chance?

In Siming Mountain, can anyone withstand the blow of the old man?

Maybe it's just an old devil playing here?

Mo Changchun, is it strong enough?

During the whole class, Wang Qing had 108,000 thoughts in his mind, and the last one was extinguished, and then he made a decision one by one.

If Mo Changchun is asked to interrogate the old man in the Seeking Dao Palace, with him joining forces with the real person in charge, coupled with the forbidden formation of the Seeking Dao Palace, it is really not possible, and the more the head of the sect can also summon the ancestors, so that the old grandfathers can hate each other.

This should be the best solution, and in a few days, who knows what variables will arise.

There are adventures, but if this matter is not handled well, I am afraid that it will be another catastrophe!

Wang Qing sighed, Siming Mountain really broke his heart, he encountered such a catastrophe every day, Duan Baili was like this once, Wu Zhen wanted to refine Ye Fei into a flying zombie, and this time Chen Feng was no exception.

Once the decision is made, Wang Qing is very executive.

After class, he opened his mouth and found a proper excuse to let Chen Feng go to the Mountain Patrol Hall with him to find Mo Changchun. After seeing someone, he squeezed his eyebrows again, and successfully let the reluctant Mo Changchun use the voice to pass into the secret, and he didn't dare to say more, for fear that the old man would have the ability to listen.

However, Wang Qing and Mo Changchun have a nest of snakes and rats after all, no, they have a heart, Mo Changchun seems to understand a little, and he didn't ask much. As soon as the sleeves were displayed, the two of them were wrapped, and they flew into the Seeking Dao Palace, and they reported to the head of the house, and started the full formation.

Wang Qing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, small sects also have the benefits of small sects, this has to be placed in the upper sect, I am afraid that there will be several procedures to apply.

"Tell me, what are your guesses?"

Wang Qing turned behind Mo Changchun first, then poked his head out to look at Chen Feng, and said in a loud voice: "Senior Brother Chen, please show up!"

Chen Feng's face changed, and he snorted for a while, but he didn't speak after all.

"Senior, why be lucky?"

Be quiet.

"Since the seniors don't speak, then I have to ask Senior Brother Chen, how do you know that Jingyuan Valley is an altar of the Daduan God Dynasty? Don't say where it came from, the Qingyun Sect has been searching for classics for decades, but nothing has been gained. In less than half a year, where can you see such secrets?"

This reasoning ability is simply linked to each other, and the evidence is ironclad, and there is no room for quibbling at all!

Wang Qing couldn't help but praise himself, and glanced at Mo Changchun again, just now he still looked like he didn't trust him, and he was really blind.

Mo Changchun never spoke, as if he was investigating something, and only at this moment did he wave his sleeve robe, as if he wanted to wave Wang Qing's disgusting robe away, and said with a smile: "Senior, don't you still want to show up?"

Neither Wang Qing nor Mo Changchun persecuted Chen Feng.

As a possessed person, whether he admits it or not, it is unfair, either risking his life or deceiving the sect - the latter is nothing to Wang Qing, but it is very difficult for a gentleman like Chen Feng.

After another half an hour, while Mo Changchun was waiting for a long time, a jerky voice sounded from Chen Feng's place: "The spirit of the old decay and remnants cannot appear, please don't blame it." ”

Yes!

Sure enough, there is!

Wang Qingzheng looked at Mo Changchun brightly, did you see it?

My record!

You'd better keep an eye on Wu Zhen's old black skinny, otherwise he will refine Senior Brother Ye Fei into a flying zombie in minutes, and then kill the Quartet on the top of his head, bringing a catastrophe to Siming Mountain!

Mo Changchun didn't pay attention to him, and only talked to the old man.

"The old man is conceited of his hidden ability, but he never thought that after waking up, but for a few months, he was recognized by Xiao Xiu, who was refining and refining qi, and he was really ashamed. The old man was very unwilling, and after laughing at himself for a while, he briefly explained his own situation.

This old man claims to be a native of Yuyang Dao, and he is actually an ancient qi practitioner!

The ancient gods ruled all the extremes, the ancient great sects, practiced qi and sought truth, and the six products of the world, and the law was strict.

"Back then, I fought with an opponent, and when I was defeated, I had to escape the spirit god into a soul-nourishing treasure with me. Unexpectedly, this slumber is tens of thousands of years, the vicissitudes of life, and the spirits and gods are about to decay.

A few months ago, Chen Feng unexpectedly woke me up, I thought that time was running out, and the world had changed greatly, so I accepted him as a disciple of the mantle, wanting to pass on the sect and Taoism. There is really no malice towards your sect, so please don't be surprised. ”

Mo Changchun nodded indifferently, and he didn't know where he got the confidence, but he directly revealed the matter: "The seniors are willing to pass on the Dao system to the disciples of this sect, and the Tao is grateful, so how can I see it." If the seniors need it, you might as well let Chen Feng come and tell me, this sect will do what it can. ”

Yuyang Daoist paused before responding: "Then thank you." ”

Wang Qing blinked.

That's it?

Don't fight?

A catastrophe was eliminated by him?

Yuyang Daoist went into hiding again and stopped talking.

Mo Changchun appeased Chen Feng for a few words before looking at Wang Qing, his eyes were very complicated: "You are indeed quite talented in getting a glimpse of the whole picture, the sect has its own reward, go to Elder Ming to get it later." ”

What are you doing running so fast?

Wang Qing shook his head, and after Mo Changchun finished speaking very quickly, he wrapped them up and threw them on the Three Palaces Peak. He flew straight to the mountain patrol hall and did not say a word.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Chen Feng: "Senior, senior, disciple has a question, I don't know if you can ask for advice?"

“...... Go ahead. ”

"Elder Mo of this sect, what kind of cultivation is it?"