Xiao Ruyi was surprised and delighted at this time, but she didn't expect that the sudden appearance of a strong enemy was simply sent away, and the crisis of this door was lifted!

However, in addition to making him happy, the last words left by the handsome young man also pierced his heart like a stinger, and he was a little uneasy in his heart, looking at his worried son, the worry in his heart increased a little.

Eight Desolation Sect, the name of this sect has not been mentioned in the mouths of secular people for a long time, that is, at such a time ten years ago, the situation he was in was the same as now, and as a result, he was forced to leave the sect for ten years, and he was not allowed to step into the Cangshan Sect within ten years.

And at this time, is such an unfortunate thing going to happen to his son again?! In the face of such a behemoth as the Eight Desolation Gate, Xiao Ruyi suddenly felt powerless.

Fu Jun turned his body and looked at Xiao Ruyi and the red-haired old man with a worried face, and felt a burst of warmth in his heart, and smiled, revealing a row of neat white teeth.

"Father, Uncle Yue, you are both frightened. After finishing speaking, he reached out and scratched the back of his head, his face was innocent and flawless, and he had the fierce and vicious appearance just now.

The red-haired old man woke up from the shock just now, looked at the strange and familiar teenager in front of him, and couldn't help but sarcastically.

"You kid, it's so hard for us to hide it, we don't even notice it when we cultivate such a heavenly skill, hey, I'm old, there are talents in the country, I can't imagine that my Cangshan faction has produced such an immortal talent, I want to ...... back then."

Xiao Ruyi saw Fu Jun with a hippie smile, and then at the gushing red-haired old man, shook his head, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Okay, okay, now is not the time to talk about this, the Crouching Tigers have been defeated and fled, and there must be no future for a comeback. Now, we should find ways to deal with the master that the handsome young man said, the Eight Desolation Sect is the Xiuzhen Gate Sect in Qingzhou of Lu State, and our Cangshan Sect is just a small sect in the rivers and lakes, how can we deal with it?"

After saying this, Xiao Ruyi's face looked anxious.

When Fu Jun heard this, his face was a little gloomy, and he was about to speak, but he was preempted by the red-haired old man next to him.

"The Eight Desolations Gate is a great sect of cultivation, and it pays the most attention to reputation, although the disciple dies suddenly here, he will not make a big move in a short time, and he will definitely send his disciples to find out the situation first, and then we can maneuver around one or two, stabilize them first, and then we can be safe. ”

"What Brother Yue said is not unreasonable, but how should we solve this matter afterwards?" Xiao Ruyi asked.

"Gang Leader Xiao, did I say that you are worried and confused?!Hehe, the Cangshan faction has been popular in Qingzhou for more than 50 years, and has gone through countless calamities, does it only rely on the strength of the rivers and lakes on the surface? Hehe, I think you were young and vigorous back then, and you broke into the Eight Desolations Gate to do such a big thing, and now you are still safe and sound......

The red-haired old man wanted to continue, but was interrupted by Xiao Ruyi's exclamation.

"Are you talking about the old ancestor?!" After shouting, he looked puzzled again, "Ten years ago, didn't the old ancestor say that he had left the world, and he no longer asked about all earthly things?"

The red-haired old man smiled and said, "The old ancestor did have such words, but now this matter is no longer an earthly matter, don't forget, now Jun'er has a spiritual root, and he is an authentic cultivator, if you tell the ancestor about this, the ancestor will be very happy." ”

After saying this, the red-haired old man sighed, with a wry smile on his face, and continued, "The Cangshan Sect has been more than sixty years since the founding of the Ancestor Sect, but none of the descendants of the descendants have a spiritual root, and it has fallen and withered. Fortunately, the sky has eyes and gives Jun'er the cultivation of the true spiritual root, and with this alone, the ancestor will definitely help. ”

When Xiao Ruyi heard this, she was overjoyed, slapped the back of her head, as if she was suddenly open, and laughed awkwardly at the red-haired old man: "Xiao is really an elm head, I didn't think of it for a while, so much so that Brother Yue made fun of it." ”

The red-haired old man smiled heartily and said, "That's it, you are also anxious about Jun'er's affairs, and some things are not considered, which is normal." ”

After Xiao Ruyi heard this, he was a little restrained and hurriedly said, "Without further ado, you and I will leave immediately to ask the ancestor for help, as long as the ancestor nods and agrees, this matter can be resolved." After finishing speaking, he looked like he was in a hurry to leave, and he still couldn't wait.

The red-haired old man groaned slightly, and said: "I can go to this matter alone, Xiao Gang Master stays here, waiting for the Eight Desolation Gate to come, so as to meet the circumference, presumably the Eight Desolate Gate is on the face of the old ancestor, and it is impossible to do too much for a while, and when the old ancestor arrives, the matter will be settled." ”

Before he finished speaking, he snorted lightly, "Although ordinary people don't know the existence of my ancestors of the Cangshan faction, the cultivators of the elder level of the Eight Desolations Sect know it well, although the descendants of the Cangshan faction have declined to cultivate the truth, but as the saying goes, don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, this kind of face is still available in our Cangshan faction." ”

After finishing speaking, the red-haired old man looked full of energy, as if he believed the old ancestor in his mouth.

You must know that the red-haired old man has always been straightforward and reckless and impulsive in doing things, but today he is abnormal, as if he is possessed by Zhiduoxing.

Xiao Ruyi pondered for a moment, thinking that this method was feasible, he originally planned to go in person, but thinking that this method was more secure, so he explained something to the red-haired old man, and exchanged pleasantries for a while, and then the red-haired old man smiled at Fu Jun and set off to invite the old ancestor he said.

Fu Jun stood aside, listening to the conversation between Xiao Ruyi and the red-haired old man Yue Wuquan, and his heart was shocked.

From the conversation between the two, it can be analyzed that this Cangshan faction is by no means as simple as a Jianghu sect, but there is a cultivator behind it, and this cultivator ancestor is not low.

According to his analysis, this old ancestor's cultivation must at least build a foundation, and he is still a very powerful role in the foundation building monks.

You must know that the handsome young man who was killed by himself just now has no less cultivation than him, and his master will definitely be the Cunzài of the Foundation Building Period realm, ranking in the position of the elder of the Eight Desolation Sect.

It was precisely because of this that Fu Juncai felt a huge pressure, he was familiar with the terrifying things about the foundation building period monks, even if he was already in the tenth layer of the Qi refining stage realm, but fighting with the foundation building period monks was simply hitting a stone with an egg and killing himself.

Looking at Xiao Ruyi, who was anxious and at a loss, Fu Jun felt a trace of unbearable in his heart, since he was a child, no matter what happened, his godfather, who had always been calm and calm, had never been so at a loss as he was today, and now he was worried about his own affairs.

Thinking of this, Fu Jun felt a burst of warmth sink into his heart.

Xiao Ruyi's face was relaxed at this time, the heavy burden could finally be put down temporarily, with the help of the ancestors, it was not difficult to deal with Fu Jun's affairs.

Taking a deep breath, the unique fresh taste of the mountain flowed through every part of her body, Xiao Ruyi suddenly felt energetic, and the fatigue on her body was also reduced by half.

Turning his head to look at his son with a puzzled expression, Xiao Ruyi stepped forward and patted Fu Jun's shoulder, and a few rare smiles appeared on his face, "Jun'er, do you have a stomach of questions you want to ask now?"

Fu Jun raised his head, looked at his father's bright eyes, nodded, and stared at Xiao Ruyi with a puzzled expression, looking like he wanted to speak and stopped.

Seeing this, Xiao Ruyi smiled, then showed a bitter face, shook his head, and said, "This matter is not a confidential matter, but when I talk about it for a while, I don't know where to start." ”

After pondering for a moment, he sighed, and then said: "Well, if you follow the ancestor in the future, you will know sooner or later, so it is better to let you know as soon as possible, and try your best to relieve the doubts in your heart." ”

After finishing speaking, he pulled Fu Jun to sit on the rock, and succinctly talked about the history of the Cangshan faction from scratch......

The mountain fog drifts, shrouding the charming and quiet Cangshan, the moonlight sprinkles the afterglow, hazy and secluded in the distance, a father tells leisurely, like a story of the wonderful past, the dreamy sky, seems to have returned to the past, the dragon pan mountain, the white tiger lying on the stone......