Ji Longjun was frightened and had no choice, so he had to take a few breaths, stared at the eyes of the Eight Dai Ancestors and said:

"I ...... As I said, I'm from...... White Sun Gate ...... Learned internal skills!"

Badai Old Ancestor stood up slightly, and his ugly face disappeared into the darkness again.

He just stared at Ji Longjun directly, as if judging whether Ji Longjun's words were true.

"Have you been to the White Sun Gate?" asked the Eight Dai Ancestor.

"I didn't ...... No, it was taught to me by a senior in the White Rimen. Ji Longjun's mind was racing fast, and his mouth was making things up.

"Oh, what's this man's name?"

Ji Longjun said in his heart: "I only know the vast immortal chief in the entire Bairimen, but depending on the ferocity of this person, even the immortal chief can't beat him here...... How good is this, I can't make it up......"

Ji Longjun held the ground with one hand, stroked his chest with the other and gritted his teeth: "I only know that he is a senior of the 'Golden Word Hall' of Bairimen, as if he was talking to you about something...... Ji Zong has a great origin, he taught me martial arts, and I see that my surname is Ji ...... Teach me this set of exercises!"

Badai Ancestor was stunned for a moment: "Jinzitang? Jinzitang's old miscellaneous hairy ......"

Ji Longjun couldn't see the expression of the Eight Dai Ancestor clearly, but he knew that this was an extremely important juncture.

If you don't pretend to be a heresy that this person sees, you will either end up in a terrible end, or you will suffer even more torture.

"I can't reveal the whereabouts of that secret book anyway, this man is lawless and a pervert, if he is allowed to go to the mining city......"

Before Ji Longjun could finish thinking about it, Badai Ancestor suddenly stretched out his big hand, and the iron claws grabbed Ji Longjun's neck and lifted him up.

"Boy, what are you lying to me? No one in Jinzitang knows Ji Zong's exercises from top to bottom, do you think that your surname 'Ji' can easily get the true transmission of Ji Zong's exercises? If you want to deceive people, you should wait for your hair to grow up! I will give you one last chance with kindness, and if you don't tell the truth, I will strangle you!"

After saying this, Badai Ancestor suddenly clenched his big hand, and Ji Longjun immediately felt a huge impact on his neck, not only was it difficult for blood to flow up and down, but even a trace of air could not be inhaled from his mouth into his lungs!

The feeling of suffocation came surgingly, and Ji Longjun's face quickly turned the color of pig liver.

He grabbed the big hand of the Eight Dai Ancestor with both hands and wanted to break it open, but it was like a grasshopper shaking a tree, and it had no effect at all.

"Letter...... Unbelief...... Whatever you want!"

Ji Longjun exerted his last strength, squeezed out these words from between his teeth, tilted his head, and fainted.

Badai Ancestor casually threw Ji Longjun on the ground, looked at Ji Longjun's motionless body, and frowned:

"Could it be that what this kid said is true? Could it be that when Ji Zong was destroyed, there were really fish that escaped and hid in the White Sun Gate?"

"Uh......"

Badai Old Ancestor suddenly felt a hot pain in his back, he rubbed his back with his backhand, and was punched by Bao Jiechen, his clothes were all blown away, and his red skin was exposed.

"...... This kid is really ruthless, and he deserves to be the world's highest boxing method 'Leopard King Fist', which is more ...... than Lao Tzu."

Badai Ancestor lifted Ji Longjun upside down and shook it a few times, spilled the objects in Ji Longjun's pocket and the collection in his backpack, and looked through them carefully.

A pile of bottles and cans with strange powder, a few changes of clothes, a few pieces of broken silver and copper coins, a golden knife and an iron sword, and a scroll!

"There's a show!"

Badai Ancestor was overjoyed in his heart, hurriedly spread out the scroll, took out a fire fold from his arms, shook it, and read it carefully by the moonlight.

The scroll was densely covered with small characters, but it seemed that this was obviously not a martial arts secret book, but rather a document.

Badai Ancestor ripped it up

scroll, just a little excited mood fell again.

A stringed bead on the ground suddenly attracted the attention of the Eight Dai Ancestors, which had just fallen from Ji Longjun's neck.

Badai Ancestor picked it up and looked at the moon carefully, his eyes lit up:

"Oh, 'Six'? This kid is really a good thing...... That golden knife is good, and this bead is also a first-class product, hum...... But now it's all back to Lao Tzu. It's just a pity...... There are no cheats. ”

Badai Ancestor stuffed the beads into his arms and looked down at Ji Longjun again.

He sighed, squatted down and patted Ji Longjun on the back of the head with his big hand, Ji Longjun's body shook a little, and he woke up leisurely.

Badai Ancestor grabbed Ji Longjun's collar with one hand and lifted him up, and with the other hand, he gave Ji Longjun a few ear scrapers, which completely sobered Ji Longjun up.

"Ji Longjun, I believe you. Tell me how you met that guy and why he taught you martial arts?"

Ji Longjun's face was covered with blood, his nostrils were blocked by blood clots, and he couldn't breathe well, so he could only inhale with his big mouth. He coughed up a mouthful of bloody phlegm and said angrily:

"I ...... I'll tell you all...... Don't you ...... Stop it. ”

Badai Old Ancestor sneered twice and leaned Ji Longjun against a tree.

Ji Longjun leaned against the big tree, straightened his waist, and finally eased his breath.

Ji Longjun took a few breaths and said, "That senior...... The predecessor was originally from the southern realm of Qishan, and the two of us were in ...... When we met in a valley in the far south, I inadvertently did him a great favor, saying that he was destined for me and wanted to repay me...... He agreed to teach me martial arts...... It's as simple as that. ”

Badai Ancestor no longer doubted Ji Longjun's words, because no one dared to play tricks with him under the threat of death again and again.

Badai Ancestor thought for a moment and asked, "There is only one master from the southern realm of Qishan in the Golden Character Hall of the White Sun Gate. Boy, do you know what this man's last name is?"

Ji Longjun's heart was shocked again.

These things he made up were completely based on some information told to him by the vast immortal chief and the stories that Huo Changmen had told, false and true, true and false, it should not be a big problem to deceive a person who does not know the truth, but this wicked person seems to be very familiar with Bai Rimen, and I am afraid that there will be problems if he makes it up again.

Ji Longjun rolled his eyes and said, "It seems to be a surname...... Ding, it seems to be a surname...... Deer, I really don't know, that senior didn't say his name. ”

"Ding?deer?"

Badai Ancestor thought for a while, and his heart moved: "Could it really be that person? If it's him...... You have to be careful. ”

Badai Ancestor's face was cloudy and changeable, and the more Ji Longjun thought about it, the more he felt that he was not righteous enough.

On the one hand, there was indeed an old-timer from the Bairimen "Golden Hall" in the Ginkgo Valley, and on the other hand, now that the Ginkgo Valley was on the eve of the Great War, it must be very chaotic, and he was not afraid of what would happen to this wicked man.

But out of thin air, he buried a powerful hidden danger in Ginkgo Valley, Ji Longjun felt that he was very inauthentic, this lie was harmful, and it also harmed his pure heart!

"Actually......"

Ji Longjun hurriedly made amends, "Actually, I am Ji Zong's...... Heir, that person came to me specifically to bring Ji Zong's martial arts ...... Teach it to me. What do you want to do, you just say...... I'm a big deal...... As soon as I die, I will naturally have a ...... when I die There is a master of Ji Zong to avenge me!"

Ji Longjun gasped and said, "Those people ...... I saw you, I'm dead, you're ...... You can't run either!"

Ji Longjun immediately regretted it after speaking!

He originally wanted to scare and scare this wicked man, but he thought that if the wicked man returned to Qicheng immediately and killed Mu Feng and the others, wouldn't he hurt Mu Feng and them with another sentence?

"My mouth......

I owe it!"

Ji Longjun wanted to cry without tears, and he really wanted to slap himself with a big mouth.

But the words had already been spoken, and he couldn't take them back, so he hurriedly said:

"You...... If you want to kill people, that ...... Bao Jiechen of the King Family also saw it! You ...... If you kill him, the King Family will not let you go!"

Badai Ancestor suddenly laughed, and Ji Longjun's eardrums, which were shaking with a huge sound, hurt.

"Boy, I see that you are very hard-boned, you are about to be beaten to death by Lao Tzu and you dare to talk nonsense about me?"

Badai Old Ancestor smiled: "What bullshit Ji Zong, Ji Zong was finished thirty years ago!

Ji Longjun was stunned, and for some reason a huge horror suddenly appeared in his head. This horror is like the horror that was born when the Eight Dai Ancestors confirmed that he would "turn into two streams in one gas", but it was even worse!

Badai Old Ancestor is a master from Mobei, an extremely powerful master, he can even open his mouth to say the name of Ji Longjun's cultivation exercises, which shows that "one qi and two streams" is definitely not an obscure exercise! Even the name "Ji Zong" that came out of his mouth may have a lot to do with their old Ji family!

But the last sentence of the Eight Dai Ancestor brought even greater horror to Ji Longjun: "Ji Zong, it was finished thirty years ago!

Ji Longjun couldn't help but tremble a little, and all kinds of information from childhood to adulthood poured out, occupying his head, so that he himself didn't know which ones were real and which ones were illusory.

Who the hell am I?

Where did our family come from?

What does Kijong have to do with us?

This cheats book...... What does that mean exactly?

Ji Longjun's head was faintly painful, his eyes became dilated, and finally Ji Longjun screamed miserably and fainted again.

Badai Ancestor didn't have the slightest sense of caring for his juniors, he stared at Ji Longjun for a while, and found that Ji Longjun had indeed fainted, and couldn't help frowning.

The eighth generation ancestor patted the back of Ji Longjun's head again, and used internal force to shake Ji Longjun's head and wake him up.

"Hey, boy, I haven't finished my sentence yet, don't you play dead for me?" Badai Ancestor sneered.

Ji Longjun woke up again in a daze, but he still had a terrible headache, this pain was somewhat familiar to him, and it was very similar to the pain when he forcibly cultivated the Taishang Purifying Pulp Sutra to repair the Divine Consciousness Eye before.

But Ji Longjun didn't care so much, he forced himself to sort out the slightest clue from the countless messy information in his mind, and tried to chase that little bit of truth.

"Daddy and his two uncles were brought to the mining city by their grandmother since they were young, and lived in a small town at the foot of the mountain. But no one ever told me where we came from, and I never thought about it! It seems that my ancestral home is definitely not a mining city, nor is it the southern boundary of Qishan! My ancestral hometown...... My identity...... Thirty years ago, in the distant Mobei, Ji Zong was destroyed...... No way, what this wicked man said is absolutely not right!"

Seeing that Ji Longjun was still in a daze, Badai Ancestor kicked Ji Longjun's thigh and asked:

"Boy, are you stupid? What is the heir of Jizong, you don't give me nonsense. Let me ask you, what did the person who taught you the exercises teach you? mantras, practice the Fa, or what?"

Ji Longjun held on to the trunk of the tree and tried to stand up, glaring at the Eight Dai Ancestor and saying word by word:

"Bastard, don't bluff me! I am the heir of Ji Zong, and Ji Zong has not been destroyed at all! Don't try to find out anything from me, I won't tell you! If you dare to hurt me, someone will avenge me and ask you for their lives!"

Badai Ancestor was slightly surprised, the blue-headed boy who was originally sick and seemed to be dying at any time suddenly bloomed with an atmospheric momentum, so that Badai Ancestor had to look at Ji Longjun again.