In the faint moonlight, Fu Xuanjing saw that the monster stared at him with cloudy eyes, Fu Xuanjing was exhausted at this time, for fear of being discovered by the old man who delivered the food and Qianyangzi, he did not retain his strength at all when he opened up a small hole, how much true qi was used, so that now in the face of this monster, he can't lift a trace of true qi.

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

Fu Xuanjing's voice didn't seem to be so confident, he was so big, he had killed people, and he had been chased by others, but he had never seen such a strange scene, and the young man asked tremblingly with his weak legs.

"Quack, I'm a human and a ghost, yes, I'm a human and a ghost, am I a human or a ghost?"

The monster let out a strange scream, as if it was recalling something, and as if it was asking Fu Xuanjing.

Taking advantage of the fact that the monster has been immersed in the self-question and answer of "I am a human or a ghost", Fu Xuanjing looked at the monster's appearance, the top of the monster's head was bare, there was no hair, and the full beard made it impossible to see what it looked like, but what was certain was that it was a person!

"Whew"

Fu Xuanjing breathed a long sigh of relief, although the other party looked strange, but after confirming that it was not a monster, it was not so terrifying, and at this time he also recovered part of his true qi, and the fear in his heart was slowly dispelled little by little.

"Who are you, how did you get locked up here?" Fu Xuan Jing saw that the monster was still in the mood of reminiscence, and he heard it loudly.

The monster was awakened by Fu Xuanjing's voice, shook the iron chain around his neck, and seemed to be sober, staring at the iron chain in Fu Xuanjing's hand that was connected to his neck, and said: "Who are you, how can you be locked by the black Xuan chain, why are you here, is it the evil obstacle of Qianyangzi that called you?"

A barrage of questions came from the mouth of the stranger, perhaps having been held here for too long, and some of them were not very skilled in speaking.

Fu Xuanjing was thoughtful and found many clues from the strange people's questions.

"This man asked me how I could be chained by the Black Chain, and it seems that he was also locked here by this broken chain called the Black Chain. He also asked me if Qianyangzi's evil obstacle instructed me to come, thinking that it was also a life-and-death enmity with Qianyangzi. ”

Fu Xuan said hatefully: "The dry dog has locked me up in a water prison for a year, and if he can get out of here one day, he will let him enjoy this taste too." ”

The strange man saw that Fu Xuanjing called Qianyangzi a dry dog, and his heart was also a little calmer, and then he looked at the small hole in the wall, and said to Fu Xuanjing: "You were locked up in the water prison for a year before you thought of starting from the root of the black Xuanlian, and you are not a smart person, if it weren't for the old man's broken hands and feet, he would have dug up this place a long time ago." After opening the conversation, the strange man kept boasting about himself, he had not spoken to anyone for many years, and there was someone who could chat to relieve his boredom, making him feel that he was still living in this world, how long has this feeling passed, it seems that it has been nearly a hundred years.

Fu Xuan was not annoyed when he saw the strange man belittle him, and responded lightly: "If you were smart, you wouldn't be locked up here." ”

The strange man's voice stopped abruptly, as if he was choked by Fu Xuanjing's words, but he was powerless to refute it, and his mouth was open for a long time before he finally came out: "The old man is really stupid, otherwise he wouldn't be blind, alas......"

Fu Xuanjing thought that the monster would boast about the princess again, but he didn't expect the monster to start feeling sorry for himself

"He's been cut off his hands and feet, and I'm afraid he's been locked up here for much longer than me, so why should I ridicule him. Fu Xuanjing felt sorry for the monster in his heart.

"Dude, I'm just kidding, I'm really not smart, I've only been locked here by a dry dog for a year, you're right. Fu Xuanjing said slowly.

"You don't have to comfort me, tell me why you're locked up here by that evil barrier. The strange man had no hands or feet, so he could only swing his body to change his position, found a place against the wall, and asked comfortably against the wall.

"I killed his closed disciple, he sent someone to bring me to Tiandumen, not to say what secret I have, kept asking me, I didn't say, he tortured me with that ten thousand snake hand, what kind of secret do I have, he saw that he couldn't get any words out of my mouth, so he threw me here. Fu Xuanjing organized the language, omitted the things at the bottom of the abyss, and picked up some irrelevant but truthful things and said them again.

"Hehe, young man, although Qianyangzi's evil obstacle is disloyal and unfilial, he is not blind or stupid, if you don't have a secret on you, then it's weird!" the strange man sneered at Fu Xuanjing.

Fu Xuanjing stared at the strange man's eyes, and saw that he was just making mocking remarks, and he didn't do anything that threatened him, but looking at his appearance, he didn't have the ability to threaten himself.

"Believe it or not, it's probably like this anyway, the loss of the dog is still the famous Tiandu Sect head of Nanpingzhou, and he is so despicable and shameless, if I can go out, I will spread what he has done all over the Jiuzhou Continent!"

"What is the identity of Qianyangzi? The dignified head of the Tiandu Sect, who believes the words of a nobody like you?" the strange man laughed.

"Hmph, believe it or not, it's their business, by the way, I've told you everything, you should tell me why you're locked up here, right?" Fu Xuanjing snorted coldly.

"Do you know who the old man is?"

"I want to know who you are and ask you?"

"The old man is also a person from Tiandumen, a colorless real person with a road number, I think he was also a peerless master of the famous Jiuzhou Continent back then, there are no more than ten people in the world who can be compared with me, Zhengyi of the Zhengqi Sect knows it, he ......"

Before the strange man finished speaking, he was beaten by Fu Xuanjing's laughter.

"Hahahaha, I said this peerless master, can you not brag? ”

Fu Xuanjing rolled on the ground laughing on the side, and the chain in his left hand drove the stranger's neck under the rolling, and the stranger shouted "Boy, you stop for me, the old man is about to be strangled, cough cough." ”

Fu Xuanjing still felt a stomachache after getting up and stopping rolling, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was coldly swished by the strange man's sharp eyes.

"This senior, may I ask why you are locked up here again when your cultivation is so profound. Fu Xuan smiled and said to the strange man.

"Hmph, boy, the old man knows that you don't believe it, do you know where the black chain that locked you comes from?" asked the strange man, or the colorless Taoist, a question that seemed completely unrelated to the matter.

"Well, how do I know the origin of this bullshit chain, I only know that without this bullshit chain, Lao Tzu would have fled to I don't know where. Fu Xuan looked at the black chain and said with itchy teeth.

The colorless Daoist's bearded face seemed to show a hint of pride, and he said word by word: "Because this black Xuanlian was created by the old man with a divine object other than Jiuzhou! Its essence is black Xuanjin, looking at Jiuzhou, there is no stronger iron than it!"

The smile on the corner of Fu Xuanjing's mouth disappeared completely, and he looked at the colorless Taoist in a daze and asked, "Since you made this iron chain, why are you being tortured here?"

When the colorless Daoist was asked like this, he suddenly became angry and shouted: "It's all Qianyangzi's evil obstacle, hahahaha." ”

The colorless Taoist seemed to be aroused to recall, and his consciousness was a little unclear, and he roared for a while before stopping, and the colorless man who regained his consciousness clearly continued: "Boy, the identity of the old man scared you to death, do you know the battle between good and evil a hundred years ago?"

Fu Xuanjing's heart tightened, and then he relaxed again, he knew that the battle between good and evil did not mean that others at the bottom of the abyss also knew, and nodded slowly: "I have heard of it, but I don't know it in detail." ”

The colorless real person said: "A hundred years ago, the Jiuzhou Continent was full of talents, and the Six Holy Sects were even more talented, the Six Holy Sects, as the name suggests, had six sect leaders, in Muzhou, Dongyizhou, Biluozhong, Qingyunzhou and Jingzhou each had a sect leader, and the power was great, among them, it was headed by the Nanpingzhou Chaotian Sage, the Chaotian Sage was not a human name, and the leaders of the Six Holy Sects in the past dynasties were called the Chaotian Sage. ”

Fu Xuan Jing saw that the description of the Colorless Daoist was no different from the record in the Lingmu Holy Letter, or even more detailed, but he slowly believed in his heart what the Colorless Daoist in front of him thought he was bragging.

The colorless Daoist fell into a memory, and continued in a deep voice: "The Six Holy Sects killed innocents indiscriminately, and the six sect masters were extremely protective, after the Six Holy Sect members killed a disciple of the Dongyi Continent Refining Void Sect, the situation of the confrontation between good and evil in the Nine Continents completely broke out, the Six Holy Sects were extremely huge, and under the persuasion of the Zhengyi Sect of the Righteous Qi Sect, the various sects joined forces to form a super force, the Holy Alliance!"

Fu Xuanjing couldn't figure out whether Colorless deliberately skipped the temple key and didn't say anything or that Colorless didn't know about the temple key at all, so he stopped talking, but he was afraid that people would know about his temple key, so he endured the doubts in his heart.

"At that time, the highest cultivation among the various sects was the Zhengyi of the Zhengqi Sect, and he was naturally headed by the high level of the Heavenly Realm. The Slashing Holy Alliance continued to fight with the Six Holy Sects in various parts of Jiuzhou, and the Jiuzhou was full of devastation, so Zhengyi discussed with several elders of the Slaying Holy Alliance and then issued a war letter, wanting to fight with the Mixed Heaven Sage, but at that time, in addition to the six masters of the Ascension Realm, there were also several elders whose cultivation was also in the Ascension Realm, and the Slaying Holy Alliance was far inferior to the Six Holy Sects, so in desperation, Zhengyi gave the precious Guardian Array of the Zhengqi Sect to the dozen elders who participated in the duel. ”

When Fu Xuanjing heard this, he couldn't help but say loudly: "It's really despicable and shameless, it is vain to call a famous faction, and if you can't beat others, you will make conspiracies." ”

The colorless Taoist smiled: "You know a fart, although it is not above board, but in order to prevent Jiuzhou from being ruined, it is not too much to do this." ”

Fu Xuanjing said again: "How do you know so clearly? As if you have seen it with your own eyes." ”

The colorless Taoist was dissatisfied: "Don't keep interrupting, the old man is the head of the Tiandu Sect at that time!"

Fu Xuanjing was shocked in his heart, and said under his mouth: "Then why did you fall into such a situation?" Looking at the unkind eyes of the colorless Taoist, he sneered and said: "I don't interrupt, I don't interrupt, you continue to blow"

If the colorless Daoist had complete hands and feet at this moment, he would probably kick Fu Xuanjing to death, and after a while of scolding, he continued to narrate: "The realm of the Mixed Heaven Saint is slightly higher than Zhengyi, so even if we are prepared for that battle, even if we set up three thousand flame arrays, the Slashing Saint Alliance is still more than half of the casualties, although the old man was lucky not to die, but he was also seriously injured, but the Six Saints Sect and the more than a dozen masters of the Slashing Saint Alliance were all nowhere to be found after that day.

Clearing his throat, the colorless Daoist asked Fu Xuanjing, "Do you know why the old man made that black Xuanjin into such a pair of handcuffs at that time?"

Fu Xuanjing shook his head, and the colorless Daoist continued: "Because the old man originally wanted to capture the Mixed Heaven Saint and force the Holy Spirit Secret of the Six Holy Sect Treasure Book to ask for it, he created such a black Xuan Chain that even the masters of the Ascension Heaven Realm could never stop!"

Fu Xuanjing took a sip and said, "Phew, it's shameless!" Then he remembered the sentence "The masters of the Ascension Realm are constantly slashing", and his heart was very anxious, even if he escaped from here, wouldn't he have to wear this black chain for the rest of his life in the future?

The colorless Taoist saw Fu Xuanjing looking at the black Xuanlian in a daze, knowing what he was thinking, he had a very good impression of Fu Xuanjing, although his hands and feet were cut off, his eyesight was not reduced, and he had already seen the realm of Fu Xuanjing. If you are given enough time, you will be able to shine in the future.

The colorless Taoist smiled and said: "Boy, the old man sees that you are pleasing to the eye, so he will give you some cheapness, the old man knows where the key to the black chain is hidden!"

Fu Xuanjing was overjoyed in his heart, he really stepped on the iron shoes and found nowhere to go, and it took no effort to get them, and finally laughed and flattered: "The colorless predecessor is really a master in the world, not only is his cultivation superb, but his heart is also ......."

Before the flattery was finished, the colorless Taoist shook the black chain on his neck and said, "You have to get it, you don't have to shoot the fart, the old man can't bear it." ”

At this time, the colorless Daoist was even cuter than Murong Yingling in the eyes of Fu Xuanjing, if it weren't for the smell of the colorless Daoist, Fu Xuanjing would not have to hug him and kiss him.

Seeing the colorless Taoist interrupting his fart, Fu Xuanjing said again: "Senior continued, how did you become what you are now?"

Hearing this, the colorless Daoist had a complicated expression, both anger and gloom, and said slowly: "After being seriously injured that year, the old man returned to the Tiandu Gate to recuperate, and entrusted the affairs of the door to the old man's eldest disciple Qiankunzi, hearing this, you must have guessed that Qianyangzi is the old man's little disciple!"