Fish swimming around the world

The old guy nodded: "Just draw out the words, the truth or falsehood depends on the facts, and whether you believe it or not depends on judgment. I even feel that Feng Xiaoniao is using you to make inferences. He probably thinks that you are from Kunlun and know many inside stories. I’m also talking about your words.”

Jiang Fan smiled: "Yes, using lies to lure the truth. He often tells lies deliberately because he wants to observe my subtle reactions. The innate energy in my body can feel that he is paying attention to my breath fluctuations. But no Coincidentally, I really don’t know a lot of things, and I really can’t make a true or false reaction..."

But this is not comprehensive. In fact, in addition to the innate energy that does bring some kind of vigilance, Jiang Fan feels that there is an inexplicable consciousness conveying some kind of feeling in his body. It is a very demonic aura, as if it has a certain influence on people's hearts. Full of vigilance, ridicule, and something inexplicable...

"He never had enough reasons to convince me why he wanted to kill Qianye. I always felt that he seemed to know something else." Jiang Fan thought attentively.

Sun Daotong looked at him: "You actually wanted to ask me more questions earlier. In fact, I really can't answer. Although I have some guesses, I think it is true that Fengchen wants to usurp the hearts of the three dark halls."

Jiang Fan also felt the same way about this: "I believe this. Fengchen is very ambitious, and the temptation of the three secret halls is indeed great for him. But Tianwaitian, can he really let it go? Both sides have their strength. ”

"Some information that has been passed down for two thousand years seems to indicate that, as Fengchen said, the three secret halls are not the same as joining the world, or that seizing power is the best way. But as you said, everyone in the Feng family is the enemy of the world. Under the circumstances, he seems to be too radical in doing so. Once the secret is revealed, he can create an extremely powerful opponent out of thin air. "

"That's right, especially since he told me his murderous thoughts without hesitation. Do you really think he's not worried?"

Sun Daotong shook his head: "Boy, the last thing he worries about is you. Because of your identity."

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, and then quickly realized: "Haha, that's right. I am Kunlun Xingxing, and I am a well-known enemy of the Feng family. No one will believe me if I testify."

Sun Daotong looked at him, hesitated to speak, and finally said: "You are obsessed with trying to figure this out. In fact, it is because you want to figure out Feng Chen's fundamental thoughts."

Jiang Fan nodded: "Yes, his plan this time seems to be all his people taking action against Qianye, but I always feel that it is not simple."

"So, you should choose the best battlefield. Didn't Fengchen generously give you this permission?"

Jiang Fan smiled: "This generosity is what worries me the most."

"Do you think his target is still you?"

Jiang Fan thought for a moment and nodded: "I have an intuition that he does need to cooperate with me, but he definitely has other ideas. I really didn't understand what he would do this time."

"Driving the tiger to devour the wolf?" Sun Daotong pondered.

Jiang Fan's expression suddenly changed: "So... he let me choose the battlefield?"

"If not, how could he give you the ability to fight back?"

A bright light suddenly flashed in Jiang Fan's heart: "In other words, I am not the bait, Fengchen is?"

The old guy snorted: "That's interesting."

Jiang Fan's eyes flashed brightly and his thoughts flashed. According to the plan, Fengchen had to make his own bait and lure Qianye out to snipe him. But if we think about it from another angle, if Fengchen so readily agreed to his people to kill Qianye, could it be that they were the bait, with the purpose of luring him and Qianye out to kill each other?

He left the battlefield to himself to choose so that he could act with peace of mind. And what if, at this moment, he was meeting Qianye again and told him that the killers were all his own, so that he could snipe Jiang Fan with peace of mind?

In the end, Jiang Fan, who has the home field advantage, and Qianye, who has the manpower to prepare, will kill each other...

As he thought about it, Jiang Fan's eyes became brighter and brighter, the corners of his mouth curved higher and higher, and many strange colors began to appear on his expression.

"Coward, what kind of bad water are you taking!"

The old guy who knew Jiang Fan best didn't know that this guy was definitely acting like a monster in his heart.

"Ah..." Jiang Fan came back to his senses: "I didn't think about anything, I just think Fengchen is quite interesting. Since he wants to arrange it this way, let's follow him."

"Just follow the plan?"

"Haha, it depends on the situation."

The old guy snorted, knowing that usually at this time, he didn't have to worry about it, and instead he should think about who would be cheated.

"Oh, by the way, what do you think about Fengchen's statement that gods are heavenly beings?" Jiang Fan was most concerned about this question, and at the same time he also understood that the person in the world who was most likely to answer this question was the old guy in front of him.

"I don't know, otherwise you think I went to Kunlun three times for what?"

This answer was not what Jiang Fan expected, but he didn't believe it was that simple.

"Old guy, don't be stingy. I know that when you entered Kunlun for the third time, you were most concerned about the true origin of Tianwaitian. It has been three hundred years. I'm afraid no one in the world knows more than you. I have already come into contact with their lower realm forces. Come on, let’s reveal some information so as not to be too passive.”

"Hmph, you are really passive if you reveal too much."

Sun Daotong smacked his lips: "There are some things. It's not that I don't want to say it. As I said last time, it's all speculation. I don't want you to prejudge it. What if you are wrong? It's easy to be irreversible."

Jiang Fan understood that the old guy did have good intentions. If he really wanted to figure out this problem, he would probably have to go to the so-called Tianwai Tianxing.

"Then tell me your personal opinion. What Feng Chen said is that true heavenly beings are equal to gods. Is it possible?"

"It's impossible to be equal." The old man said very straightforwardly.

"Eh? So absolute?"

The old man looked at him and said, "You asked me to say my opinion, but it doesn't count. But I think that the gods believed in by the world and Kunlun should be just some kind of spiritual or totemic belief as the great elder felt, and it is unlikely to really exist. What Feng Chen said makes some sense. The celestial beings should be self-proclaimed gods, but they are indeed similar in appearance because of their strength, but they cannot be said to be equal."

Jiang Fan felt even more confused. The celestial beings claimed to be gods, so what about the Buddhas in the Buddha Kingdom and the gods in the God Kingdom? They are also celestial beings who are self-proclaimed? Wouldn't the outer heaven cover the whole world? If not, are there other organizations similar to the outer heaven? Can this world still accommodate them? It doesn't seem very realistic...

Unfortunately, although the old man has lived for a long time, he has seen real celestial beings and killed fake celestial beings, but he has never been to the Buddha Kingdom and the so-called God Kingdom, and knows nothing about them.

But just like Feng Chen, although he had never been to the Heaven Beyond Heaven, he could be sure that the pseudo-celestial beings were mortals, because he knew some of them.

The old man said that although he couldn't see the faces of the pseudo-celestial beings clearly, he was clear about the martial arts of some of them. As he killed more pseudo-celestial beings, he finally confirmed their identities before some of them self-destructed. As expected, they were some martial arts masters who had disappeared.