Chapter 11: Grievances

Above the cold pool.

The crazy old man, whose skin was already blackened, stood staring, quietly staring at Mo Ran floating in the middle of the pool, as if waiting for Mo Ran to wake up.

Coughing and wheezing in pain, the mad old man's face showed a bitter color, the old man's face was full of cracks, and the injuries suffered in that catastrophe were clearly visible, even if he became a legendary hero, the absolute god, in the face of Mo Ran, who was possessed by the ancient beast, he did not have much advantage.

The power of the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon's fury was really devastating, but it was accidentally possessed in Mo Ran's body, and I don't know if it was luck or bad luck.

The young man Ling Jian, who was wiping Mo Ran's body, heard the crazy old man's coughing and panting, turned around nervously, and shouted respectfully: "Uncle Shi, you are here, the disciple avoided it first." ”

The crazy old man nodded with satisfaction and said, "Silly boy, if you are interested, you go outside to guard first." ”

Ling Arrow let out an "oh" and quickly left the cold pool.

Mo Ran was very anxious in his heart, there were countless doubts that he wanted to answer madly, and he tried to wake up his body again and again.

The crazy old man was silent for a while, and suddenly scolded: "Stinky boy! you can't open your eyes, you can't move your mouth to try?"

Mo Ran was stunned in his heart, what he had been trying to do all these days was to try to sober himself up with all his might, but he forgot to try to see if he could move anywhere else.

"Uh...... Ahem......"

Mo Ran let out a cough and gasp with difficulty, and after a long silence, he was speechless.

The corners of the crazy old man's mouth rose, revealing his previous smiling face, and said lightly: "The old man knows that you have a lot of things to ask, and the old man can only promise that what he can tell you will never hide it again." ”

Mo Ran's voice was hoarse, and although he struggled to speak, he resolutely asked, "What is your identity?"

The crazy old man seemed to miss it very much, and replied: "The name of the old man is the absolute god, and the mad god and the fighting emperor are combined into the three saints of the Northern Dynasty." ”

Mo Ran muttered, "Then why didn't you say all this in the morning?"

A trace of pain flashed in the crazy old man's eyes, and he sighed: "The old man's covenant is just that, I promised him that I will no longer use the name of 'absolute god' in this life, if you don't fly up, the old man will definitely not sacrifice the ...... of the divine soldier heavenly machine seal."

Mo Ran didn't ask who he was making an appointment with, he knew very well that this crazy old man, he didn't want to say it, and you wouldn't have an answer if you asked. Suddenly remembering Die'er, he asked eagerly, "What is this place? How could Die'er be here? What happened to his father's injury?"

The crazy old man snorted coldly in annoyance, and seemed to hate mentioning this. Hummed: "This place is called Shelter Mountain, it is the place where the old man learned his art back then, as for the girl, she was rescued from the sea of fire by the demon blood baby, and the old man doesn't know why, and the mad god He Jiu, and the old man are old acquaintances, although he is seriously injured, but there is no worry about his life,"

Mo Ran snorted: "In this place full of mountains and ghosts, how can Die'er be safe?"

The crazy old man squinted his eyes and said: "The old man knows that kid has bad intentions, and he has made arrangements, you can rest assured!"

Mo Ran didn't argue, and asked in a deep voice, "What is the reason why the Eight Desolation Fire Dragons are possessed in my body, and where should I go?"

The crazy old man was stunned, and finally asked, and then slowly replied: "I don't know what the reason is, but this ancient beast was originally a spirit beast that took care of the strange zero, according to the record of the "Ancient God Scroll", the "undead spirit" is to subdue the ancient fierce beast in the exotic treasure Fuling Ding, add a drop of essence blood, and refine it into a 'ghost map' that only belongs to the owner of the essence blood, which is the certificate to enter the 'treacherous zero', when the twelve undead maps are gathered, and then crack the last two ballads, those who hold the 'undead map' can enter the 'treacherous zero'. But now it seems that the first ancient fierce beast Eight Desolation Fire Dragon, and the fragment of the Strange Treasure Fu Ling Ding, actually possessed your body, I am afraid that you stinky boy in this mutation, has been accidentally made into the undead map, fortunately, you have the qualification to enter the 'Trick Zero', bad thing, it is the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon possessed in your body, I don't know when it will control your mind, last time you were lucky, survived, if you don't stop it, be controlled by it again, you will definitely die!"

Mo Ran had a lot of thoughts in his heart, and asked, "My cultivation is low, how can I stop this Eight Desolate Fire Dragons, let alone enter the 'Trick Zero'?"

A trace of hesitation flashed in the crazy old man's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "The catastrophe a few days ago, I am afraid that it has spread in the world, the "Ancient God Scroll" has been re-published, the eight desolation fire dragon possessed the boy, plus the blood baby that has become a legend, the mad god has reappeared, which is enough to cause chaos in the world, and an unstoppable era has been opened. After a slight pause, the mad old man continued, "So, you stinky boy, it's safer to stay here." The current head of this Sheltered Mountain is the old man's senior brother, and when you are healed, you can worship him as a teacher and devote yourself to cultivation. Whether it's luck or misfortune can only be chosen by yourself!"

Mo Ran stopped talking and fell into deep thought, this sudden and strange change has pushed himself to the high point of pursuing "Trick Zero", and at the same time, it is also the high point of death!

Seeing that Mo Ran no longer asked, the crazy old man turned around and walked out, a mysterious smile appeared on his face, and a smirking voice came from behind him: "Stinky boy, go as you like, the heroes are all old, this upcoming new era is yours......!"

Sheltered Mountain.

A dangerous mountain in the east of Dusk City, the mountain road is extremely steep, it is difficult to climb, although it is not a famous mountain with strong aura, but it is famous because there is a waterhole at the bottom of the mountain, it is rumored that the cold in the waterhole can heal the wounds, but because the cold is pressing, it is extremely cold, and no one dares to try. I'm afraid that only Mo Ran, who is possessed by the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon, can resist the cold air that penetrates through the bones.

The entrance of the cold water pool.

The mad old man limped out and walked up the rugged stone steps to the top of the mountain.

Walking to the mountainside, the mad old man stopped in front of a stone house, staring at the stone gate in a daze, the expression on his face was unfathomable.

"Since you're here, why don't you come in and talk about it?" He Guiyi's voice came from the stone house.

The mad old man sighed gloomily and pushed the door in.

There is not much space in the stone house, only a stone bed made of spirit stones, which emits a faint white light, covering He Guiyi, who is half-lying on the stone bed.

The four eyes met, and even time stood still.

One is the mad god who used to dominate the storm, and the green thunder sword in his hand can lead to the wrath of the thunder god.

One is a once invincible god, holding the Nine Heavens Divine Soldier Heavenly Machine Seal, and meeting a god.

Two hundred years,

An old face with endless vicissitudes.

A young man is secretly hidden, full of melancholy.

How much madness has been stolen by the passage of time?

When you say goodbye, you will be bitter and sorrowful,

All have turned into sorrow in the autumn night.

The two once powerful characters looked at each other like this, as if they hadn't seen each other for many years, and they didn't know how to speak.

After a long silence, He Guiyi smiled and said: "I can't imagine that I haven't seen it for two hundred years, but it's already a thing or a person, even a big man like you has grown old like this, presumably a lot has happened in the past two hundred years!"

He Gui looked at the crazy old man's right leg with a wooden limb, and his face changed slightly: "Look at the mutilated right leg, I don't know which hero was injured?"

The crazy old man looked at his trouser leg swaying in the wind and smiled mysteriously: "Well, I'm blocking it in the new era!"