"The old man's surname is Lang, and his name is Jingtian!" the man reported his name with a conceited face.

He Qianshan said lightly: "Lang seniors are good! Juniors He Qianshan!"

The man seemed to be quite surprised by He Qianshan's reaction: "You haven't heard of me?"

"No!" He Qianshan was expressionless and honest.

Lang Jingtian was very sentimental: "Go to the east of the great river, how many heroes will be swept away! Will the world forget the old man so quickly?"

Then there was some self-comfort: "Xu is that you are too young, after all, when the old man was famous and famous all over the world, you have not yet given birth to a mother's womb!"

He Qianshan nodded and said, "It should be that I am lonely and unheard! With the kung fu of my predecessors, I am afraid that I want to be invincible in the world?"

"Hahaha......" Lang Jingtian looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, shaking the rock wall to dust, "I don't dare to say that the world is invincible, but since the old man became a hero, he will be a hero in the world, and it is indeed rare to meet opponents!"

Speaking of this, Lang Jingtian's face suddenly darkened again: "The old man is trapped here...... For decades, I have never slackened in practice, and I thought that one day I would be able to reappear in the rivers and lakes and compete with the heroes of the world, but now, I am afraid that the old man is sitting in a well and watching the sky!"

"Why did the seniors say this?"

"The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, with you, a little disciple of Wanmu Temple, you have such a cultivation at a young age, and even the old man is almost planted in your hands, can you not make people disheartened?"

"The younger generation is purely a trick, in terms of cultivation, how can it be different from the seniors?"

"Of course I know this, but, to be honest, the old man is far from your skill at your age!"

He Qianshan turned back to the topic: "Speaking of which, your predecessors have dominated the world, but why are you trapped in this forest of death?"

Lang Jingtian sighed and said, "Speaking of which, the old man is also to blame.

The old man was born unruly, and after becoming famous, he acted even more arrogantly, quite a little unexpected, and when he fought with others, he made ruthless moves, and the opponent was either dead or disabled, which made too many beams, and black and white enemies abounded.

Finally, one day, they united to issue a chase and kill order, and laid a net to kill the old man!

The old man died all his life to break out of the encirclement, but the other party chased after him and vowed to kill me completely!

At that time, I was seriously injured, and when I looked at the vast rivers and lakes, there was no water that could allow the old man to stand on it!

When his heart was like ashes, he went to this wood-dwelling mountain, and remembered that there was a rumor that there was no way out of the forest.

At that time, it was easy to think, even if you were trapped in this forest of death, it was better than being humiliated by the enemy!

So the old man went up the mountain overnight and touched the woods.

Because he was determined to die at that time, the old man blindly drilled into the depths of the forest, and by the time he came up with it, it was too late.

I am familiar with the art of astronomy and geography, but this forest is so tight that I can't see the stars on the top or the leylines below, so I can't push the direction at all.

After the old man had eaten all the dry food, and there were no birds or beasts to catch, he fed on the grass and trees, gnawed the bark of the trees, chewed the juice of the leaves, hated it to the extreme, and really wanted to light this forest with a fire, and die with it!"

Speaking of this, Lang Jingtian paused, his sad eyes reflected the firelight, as if he was recalling that miserable time, and only after a while did he continue: "Fortunately, the sky is endless, so that I can find a cliff a few years later, and the long vines that grow all over the sky hang straight to the bottom of the cliff, so I came here and regained my vitality!"

With this shelter, the old man no longer has any scruples, so he goes to set fire to the forest, who knows that every time the fire starts, there will be heavy rain in the forest, and I have not seen a rain in the past few years here, and the fire is extinguished and the rain stops, not a drop is more, do you say that the evil door is not evil?"

He Qianshan also felt unbelievable when he heard it: "This is really strange and strange!"

"Since it can't be burned, then the only way to cut it down is to cut it down! The old man took the cliff as a starting point, uprooted those who could pull it out, and cut it down all the way through! But the trees in this forest grew very fast, and it took so many years to cut down to the place where he met you yesterday...... At that time, you also saw that those were trees? It was clear that they were dryads who had become spirits! Not only could they move, but they also killed people! If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, I'm afraid you wouldn't have believed what I said!"

He Qianshan thought to himself: If I say that trees can speak, you can't believe it.

Lang Jingtian continued: "I don't know if it's because I've cut down too much, or if I've cut down the key part of this forest.

I remember that the first time my husband was attacked by a tree was about two years ago, and I was not afraid of your jokes, but I was also injured by my flesh and skin because I was defenseless.

At first, the old man thought that it was a mechanism set up by someone, but after repeated inspection, it was indeed a spontaneous attack by those trees.

Moreover, every time the old man went up to cut down a tree, he would be besieged by a flock of trees...... Anyway, yesterday was a little abnormal, the old man hadn't cut yet, but their group of demons did it first!

Fortunately, these dryads can be killed, as long as they are killed, the old man is not afraid, he will kill as many as he wants!"

Lang Jingtian spoke up, and gestured with a knife from time to time.

He Qianshan listened, but his heart was very uncomfortable.

Over the years, I don't know how many trees have been buried under his hidden blade, and if he is allowed to stay here, there will inevitably be more trees to suffer, but if you want to take him out, his words alone do not seem to be enough to convince himself.

He Qianshan was hesitating, but Lang Jingtian said: "Wa'er, why is the old man here, I have told you, now you should tell the old man, why do you want to enter this forest? As far as I know, even the forest keepers of Wanmu Temple will not wander around the forest." ”

He Qianshan's brain turned very quickly, and he immediately replied: "The biggest problem of the younger generation is that he is too curious. ”

You should also hear that there is no way in and out of this forest, and the old man is forced to be helpless, but you are disregarding life and death and breaking in by yourself!

"The seniors are absolutely right, this is too bold, and it is the second big problem of the juniors!"

"Haha, interesting, interesting! I saw the old man's skills, and I dared to fight with the old man, and I dared to scold the old man, I was really bold enough!"

At this time, He Qianshan remembered the purpose of his entry into the forest, and couldn't help but ask: "The predecessors should have been in the forest for more than twenty or thirty years, twenty-one years ago, in the year of Gengzi, did something special happen in this forest of death?"

Lang Jingtian suddenly approached He Qianshan, stared at He Qianshan's eyes and said, "This is your intention to enter the forest, right?

He Qianshan also stared at Lang Jingtian, and asked rhetorically: "The junior didn't say what the matter was, how did the senior know that it was a case?"

“...... Guess. ”

"The younger generation just listened to the master and the senior brothers talk about an incident that year, and it has something to do with this forest, and I think that the seniors have been here for so long, maybe they know something, so I asked by the way. ”

"Oh!" Lang Jingtian turned back, turned his back to the sky as if trying to recall, and muttered: "Gengzi Nian? At that time, the old man was already cutting down trees, and nothing special happened, and besides, the forest is so big, even if something happens, I may not be able to meet it, but if it does, I will not forget!"

He Qianshan nodded, but he always felt that something was wrong in his heart, so he didn't think much about it, so he got into the topic in front of him, and said: "Senior Lang, the younger generation has the heart to take you out of the forest, but you have to get the permission of the master." If what the seniors say is true and the juniors can be trusted, let the juniors go back to the temple alone to ask for instructions, and the juniors will live up to the promise!"

Lang Jingtian was silent, his heart was conceivable and understandable struggle: it is naturally good to be able to go out, but it is not easy to have someone as a companion, and the key is to touch the fish, if this kid is gone, he will not be a bamboo basket to draw water, and he can't catch it at both ends, so it is better to force him to stay here to accompany him to the end of his life!

After a long time, Lang Jingtian finally made a decision: "Baby, the old man will believe you once, come, the clothes will be returned to you!"

He Qianshan couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard that Lang Jingtian actually agreed, and said: "The clothes will be given to the seniors, and there are many in the junior temple." ”

"No, no, I don't have to go to your master and speak ill of me!" Lang Jingtian said as he took off his clothes and shoes.

He Qianshan put on his clothes and shoes and said goodbye to Lang Jingtian, but Lang Jingtian said that he would send him to the place where they met yesterday, and He Qianshan naturally refused.

Lang Jingtian said: "Without me, how can you know the way?"

He Qianshan said: "When I was coerced by my seniors yesterday, the juniors had already written down the route, and there was no obstacle for me to go!"

Lang Jingtian was quite unconvinced: "Do you really remember, or are you afraid that the old man will go out with you?"

He Qianshan said: "The juniors really remember carefully!"

Lang Jingtian nodded and said, "Okay, then you can go, if you are still not at ease, you can put away the long vine after going up the cliff!"

He Qianshan said: "There is no need for this! The younger generation believes that the senior is a trustworthy person! Farewell!"

In fact, he thought in his heart: If you follow me when I go up the cliff, there will be any change in the long vine, and I will notice it; if you come up again after I go up the cliff, I will be far away by then, and you will not be able to follow!

He Qianshan climbed along the rattan ladder to the top of the cliff, and there was no abnormality all the way, and Lang Jingtian really didn't follow.

There was no need to memorize the route as he went on, for the fog dispersed on its own to make way for him.

He Qianshan shook off his big stride, and after a while, he returned to the place where he was captured yesterday.

Looking at the direction of going deep into the forest, He Qianshan wanted to continue to investigate the secrets of this forest of death, to find out what he had to do with this forest of death, but unfortunately he had made a promise to Lang Jingtian, and he had to go back to the temple to ask for instructions for him first, so he could only find a chance next time!

Walking outside the forest, He Qianshan's speed was much faster than when he came in, and he had reached the edge of the forest after half a day's effort, but the dense fog here did not disperse, which slowed down He Qianshan's pace.

He Qianshan groped forward in the direction of his memory, and sure enough, soon a big stone blocked the way - it was the "turning stone"!

He breathed a sigh of relief, and quipped with the stone, "Look, Stone, I'm not coming back in a dignified way?"

"That's not necessarily!" a gloomy voice sounded in He Qianshan's ears.