I don't look down on this person's face, but the other party's tone is very gentle, not like an enemy, but to save him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The sand under his feet has strangely changed into the shape of Fuxi Bagua, and the shape is still changing, as if it is alive, which is extremely amazing.

The old drama and Dugu Qingfeng were shocked in their hearts, although they didn't know about the holy land of Kunlun Mountain, they had a little understanding of Taoism.

There is a line of disciples in the holy land of Kunlun Mountain, which is rumored to be called Fuxi Bagua.

Fuxi created gossip and left a lineage, which is called Fuxi gossip.

And Fu Xi, one of the ancestors of Taoism, is a legendary figure.

As for whether Fuxi is still alive, Dugu Qingfeng and the old drama don't know, but the power of Fuxi's gossip has been spread in the rivers and lakes.

As soon as the gossip of Fuxi came out, the world was counted, the past and the present life were exhausted, and under the gossip, no secret was hidden.

Because, it has all been calculated, and there are no secrets to speak of.

"The holy land of Kunlun Mountain, the gossip of Fuxi!" shouted the dragon horned sand thief master.

The sand under his feet has become a gossip shape, such an obvious pattern, if the dragon horn sand thief boss can't guess the identity of the person, he will be in vain all these years.

There are many rumors on the rivers and lakes, in fact, they are well-founded, pay a little attention, through some clues, you can actually guess who the other party is.

The shape of the gossip is so obvious, it is not difficult to guess that it is the gossip of Fuxi in the holy land of Kunlun Mountain.

"Hey, you're not stupid, you can guess where I came from. The heir of Fuxi gossip said lightly, his figure was shrouded by a mysterious force, which was impenetrable and incomprehensible, "It's a pity, I've already given you a chance!"

"What do you mean!" the dragon horned sand thief's pupils shrank, and an ominous omen appeared in his heart.

"Hehe!" The Fuxi gossip descendant smiled faintly, ignoring the dragon horn sand thief master, and then turned to look at the injured Dugu Qingfeng: "Call your friend, come with me!"

Dugu Qingfeng's legs were injured, and at this moment, he urged the soldiers to repair the secret with all his might, and he was already half better, he straightened his waist, stared at the Fuxi gossip for a long time, and after confirming that the other party was not hostile, he turned around and shouted at the Longmen Inn, calling Qing Shishi and Concubine Shu to come out.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

Qing Shishi and Concubine Shu broke out of the door, stood beside Dugu Qingfeng respectively, and then looked at the looming Fuxi gossip heirs together.

Lao Xi stood beside Dugu Qingfeng, with a few arrows stuck in his chest, and a look of pain appeared on his face, but he endured it and didn't say much.

"Let's go!" Dugu Qingfeng said in a low voice, he could feel that the Fuxi gossip heirs had no killing intent towards him.

The heir of Fuxi gossip walked towards the big boss of the dragon scab and walked past him, and the big boss of the dragon scab seemed to be frozen, unable to move at all, and could only stare dryly as everyone walked past him.

This scene is extremely shocking, and I don't understand what means the Fuxi gossip heirs used to make the dragon horn sand thief master unable to move.

It's not as simple as sealing the acupuncture points, but it's locked by a mysterious force, like your feet are locked by two chains, and you can't move at all.

Not only him, but even the surrounding sand thieves, more than 10,000 people, couldn't move, could only watch everyone walk out of the encirclement in front of them, and then gradually leave.

"Gollum!"

Dugu Qingfeng, Lao Xi, Concubine Shu, and Qing Shishi still have a feeling of palpitation and disbelief until they walked out of the encirclement.

"How is it possible, we are all gone, and they still can't move? What kind of martial arts is this?" said the old drama glaringly.

They turned to look, only to see that the sand thieves were still in their previous form, like clay statues.

"Kunlun Mountain Holy Land!" Concubine Shu stared at the Fuxi gossip heirs walking in front of her, but her heart had already set off monstrous waves.

She was born in the Miaojiang Holy Land, and she is still a saint, so she naturally knows something about the other two holy places.

Dugu Qingfeng, Lao Xi, and Qing Shishi don't know the secrets, but she knows that the Holy Land of Kunlun Mountain is the birthplace of Taoism, the first of the three holy places, and it is above all the forces in the rivers and lakes.

No one knows how strong the Kunlun Mountain Holy Land is, even if it is the Miao Jiang Holy Land, they dare not be the enemy of the Kunlun Holy Land.

Walking all the way, about half an hour, they came to a shady place in a sand dune, and the Fuxi gossip heirs stopped and revealed their true bodies.

Wearing a black Taoist robe, the front of the Dao Po is embroidered with the shape of gossip, but the back is a map of the Jiangshan Society, wrapped in a hat, and the whole person is shrouded in a Taoist robe and hat.

He turned around, only to see a pair of deep eyes, his face was covered by black veil, staring at Dugu and said in a deep voice: "For hundreds of years, holding Puzi's lineage, there is finally a successor." ”

"What do you mean?" Dugu Qingfeng stared at the Fuxi gossip heir, not knowing what the other party meant.

When did he become the descendant of the Puzi lineage in the holy land of Kunlun Mountain?

Ge Hong is one of the ancestors of Taoism, an ancestor of the Holy Land of Kunlun Mountain, how did he somehow become the heir of Baopuzi?

"Hug Pu Guan is the inheritance of the Puzi lineage, through gossip deduction, you are the heir of the Puzi lineage, you can't be wrong. The Fuxi gossip descendant said in a deep voice.

Concubine Shu, Qing Shishi, and the old drama Huo Ran looked at Dugu Qingfeng, and her eyes were full of horror.

Dugu Qingfeng is the descendant of one of the veins in the holy land of Kunlun Mountain.

Hug Puzi's vein!

"How is it possible, Dugu Qingfeng is the heir of Hupuzi, the so-called ......" Concubine Shu muttered to herself, looking at Dugu Qingfeng's eyes, a little more strange and shocking.

Each vein of the Kunlun Mountain Holy Land is inherited, it is different, Fuxi is a vein, inheriting the gossip, claiming to be the whole world, and all the secrets of the world can be deduced.

Hug Puzi, the ancestor is named Ge Hong, is one of the ancestors of Taoism, and the Taoist scripture created "Hug Puzi" contains the supreme secret of Taoism.

"I am indeed from Puguan, but how can I be sure that I am the descendant of Puzi?" Dugu Qingfeng said in a low voice.

The ancestor of the Puzi lineage is Ge Hong, a god-like figure, he has never seen it, and when he was in the Taoist temple in the past, no one taught him martial arts, how he was inexplicably said to be the heir of the Puzi lineage.

"In the future, you will know your identity, the inheritance of Ge Hong Ancestor is unfathomable, and the same as Fuxi Ancestor, I deduced through Fuxi's eight shares that you are in danger today, so I came to the rescue. ”

The heir of Fuxi's gossip shifted his gaze and looked at Concubine Shu, "The Holy Maiden of the Miaojiang Holy Land, there is a disaster on you, and there will be a catastrophe of life and death within a year, for the sake of the fate of today's meeting, I remind you that you must not return to the Miaojiang Holy Land within a year, otherwise life and death will be unpredictable." (To be continued.) )