According to Lao Mo, he is a monk of Fengyinmen and a junior disciple of Cheng Zheng.

Due to his poor qualifications, he is still hovering in the middle of foundation building, and in his words, he is afraid that there is no hope of advancing in this life.

And Cheng Zhengnian took care of Lao Mo quite a year, and he was gracious. When he was young, Lao Mo often went out with Cheng Zheng and others to practice.

Naturally, the friendship between Cheng Zheng and Liang Yongzhuang, the brothers, is also stronger than Jin Jian, as Liang Yongzhuang said, but there were some differences between the two in the later period, so they parted ways.

After Cheng Zheng became an elder of Jindan, he has been busy with sect affairs, and has encountered some bottlenecks in his cultivation.

"It's just that I didn't think about it, Elder Cheng never came back after he went to the secret realm, and even the soul card was broken. After a long time, Liang Zhenren returned, and his last wish was to let Liang Zhenren take good care of the sect instead of him. The old mill sighed.

These are the same as what Liang Yongzhuang told her.

Cheng Zhaozhao said: "I know all this, what about other than these?"

"What else? Elder Cheng is dead, what else can there be?"

Cheng Zhaozhao looked at him with burning eyes, and said firmly: "He didn't die, and he looked for you later!"

Lao Mo's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Cheng Zhaozhao in disbelief: "How do you know?"

Cheng Zhaozhao smiled: "I just knew." ”

Hearing this, Lao Mo was stunned, and then he realized that Cheng Zhaozhao was bluffing him, and frowned: "You little friendly ** deceitful." ”

"Seniors praise falsely. Cheng Zhaozhao said politely.

Being stared at by Cheng Zhaozhao's hair, Lao Mo thought for a while and said, "That's right, Elder Cheng did come to me. ”

"When?" Cheng Zhaozhao said in surprise.

"More than half a year ago. ”

More than half a year ago, Lao Mo was still in Peakless City, and then hurried back to the sect, was it that time?

I heard Lao Mo continue: "It's just that I didn't recognize him at that time... I really didn't expect to see Elder Cheng again in my lifetime. Well, anyway, he asked me to come here to do something, and I came. ”

"What's the matter, how can you see him again?" Cheng Zhaozhao asked anxiously.

Lao Mo looked at Cheng Zhaozhao again: "Who is your little friend?"

Cheng Zhaozhao said: "My name is Cheng Zhaozhao, and Cheng is my father." ”

"What?" Lao Mo looked incredulous and shook his head: "Impossible." How is that possible?"

"What I said is true, otherwise I would not have known so much about him. There's no need to care so much about him?", he said and picked and picked the things that were going to happen in those years.

"You are indeed talking about Elder Cheng, there is no doubt that he is a silent person, but he treats people very well. Lao Mo suppressed the doubts in his heart.

This girl really knows Elder Cheng.

At this time, the monk who was traveling with Lao Mo was also awake, and Lao Mo immediately got up and went over.

"Lao Yuan, are you okay?"

"Can't die. Lao Yuan knocked on his leg and said, "I'm afraid this leg is not good." ”

The old mill lifted up his trousers, and saw that the leg had shrunk into shape, and all the flesh seemed to have melted, leaving only skin and bones.

"How can this be?" the old man was startled, and then quickly raised his arm.

Lao Mo's arm was pitch black, and when he got close, he could still smell the burnt smell of barbecue, but there was no situation like Lao Yuan.

The psychic also leaned over and said, "It stands to reason that these yin-eating beasts are just devouring the yang energy on the monk's body, and they will never make your legs become like this." ”

Lao Mo also asked, "Were you still injured before this?"

Lao Yuan thought for a moment and shook his head: "No, haven't I been with you all the time?"

"Is this strange? Could it be that this yin-eating beast has mutated?" the psychic sighed.

The monks gathered around and pointed at the leg.

"Go, don't crowd around me. What's there to see?" said Lao Yuan in a bad mood and shouted at the monks who gathered around.

The cultivators dispersed, looking unhappy.

Lao Mo patted Lao Yuan's shoulder and said, "Old man, don't give up on yourself, it's okay for our monks to lack arms and legs." ”

Lao Yuan sighed, stared at his leg for a while, and asked, "Do you still have anything to eat?" ”

"When is it?" the old mill buried in his mouth, but he still quickly took out a lot of food and wine from the storage bag.

Soon, the sound of Lao Yuan eating meat and drinking wine sounded in the hall.

"There is wine today and drunkenness today, and everything is full. ”

After settling down Lao Yuan, Lao Mo consciously returned to the corner where Cheng Zhaozhao was.

"Ah, monk. Sometimes you have to accept your fate. ”

Lao Mo looked at Lao Yuan not far away, sighed, and turned his head to see Cheng Zhaozhao looking at him with blank eyes.

"Okay, I said, it's strange to be stared at like this. ”

Lao Mo rubbed his rough hands and said, "He asked me to come here to find Medicine King Ding." ”

Every monk who came here probably put the Medicine King Ding in the treasure hunt plan.

Seeing Cheng Zhaozhao's disapproving expression, Lao Mo said, "You don't believe me?"

You continue. ”

Lao Mo said again: "Others are looking for medicine Wang Ding, that's to try their luck." And I, of course, came prepared. ”

As he spoke, he took out a tile-sized piece of iron from the storage bag and said, "This is the fragment of the box where the Medicine King Ding was stored back then." ”

Cheng Zhaozhao took it and felt some uneven textures on it, although they were in the dark, the monk's eyes could still see some vague shapes.

At this moment, Ling Baichen walked towards them, and he stood outside the prohibition and waved his hand at Cheng Zhaozhao.

Lao Mo took the soundproofing ban away, and saw Ling Baichen take out a piece of iron from his arms and stood up immediately.

"Why do you have that?"

Ling Baichen's iron piece was smaller than the old one, but it was obvious that both the texture and the material on it could be seen that they came from the same place.

His exclamation also attracted the attention of many monks.

Lao Mo immediately pulled Ling Baichen and turned around, and said, "Young man, where did you get this thing?"

"Picked it up. Ling Baichen pointed to a corner in the hall and said, "I picked it up there." ”

"What kind of luck are you?" Cheng Zhaozhao took his piece of iron and put it together with the old mill, only to see that as soon as the two pieces of iron touched each other, they were together.

And at this moment, the psychic not far away suddenly shouted, and a piece of iron in his arms flew out.

In an instant, they came to the center of these two pieces of iron.

Three pieces of iron came together to form a whole square piece of iron.

The psychic shouted and rushed over, "Give it back!"

Lao Mo was already blocked in front of him, and said, "I'm afraid this thing won't come out yet." ”