"Feng family?" Nan Luo frowned and asked in confusion, "I've never heard of it!"

"Your Majesty, are you kidding? Feng Chenghong, the ancestor of the Feng family, was a disciple of Nan Luo!" Feng Lao San said with certainty.

"Feng Chenghong? Never heard of him!" Nan Luo still frowned, not understanding what Feng Lao San was talking about at all.

Gu Ling was also surprised.

Feng Lao San regarded Nan Luo as his ancestor.

Nan Luo seemed to be completely unaware of this.

Who is lying?

"Impossible! If my Feng family hadn't received guidance from Nan Luomen, how could we have practiced?"

Feng Lao San was a little annoyed. He slowly stood up and spoke in a questioning tone.

"I don't understand how you Feng family practice. But my Nanluo sect never teaches the practice methods to outsiders!"

"So, what the Holy Lord is saying is that my ancestors have been deceiving us?"

"It is also possible that your ancestors were blind and were deceived by the quacks!"

"Stop joking, Holy Lord. Where in the world are there any sorcerers who can tap into the human race's sea of ​​qi to practice?"

Can humans also practice cultivation?

Gu Ling suddenly realized.

In the story told by Nan Luo, one hundred thousand years ago, there was a great war between the human race, the demons and the gods.

If the human race really has no practitioners, how can they be on par with the Great Ancestor of the Demonic Path and the Heavenly Venerable of the God Realm?

Gu Ling originally thought that after that battle, all the cultivators of the human race had died out long ago.

It turns out that they were just scattered among the people.

Otherwise, what's the point of this Third Brother Feng and this so-called Feng family practicing?

"Okay, then let me ask you, how many years has it been since your generation has passed down the Feng family lineage?" Nan Luo asked.

The third brother Feng weighed his fingers and said slowly, "Since our ancestor Feng Chenghong founded the Feng clan, it has been passed down to my generation, which is already the 88th generation!"

When Feng Lao San talked about the 88th generation, a look of pride unconsciously revealed between his eyebrows.

"88 generations. Even if your Feng family has children late and gets married at the age of 30, and 30 years is considered a generation, it is only more than 2600 years... I said that I have never accepted anyone from your Feng clan as my disciple, so how could I be lying to you?" Nan Luo started to get serious.

Feng Lao San was speechless.

If Nan Luo is really more than 3000 years old, then what he said must be more authentic than what the Feng family passed down orally.

After all, Nan Luo is the first person and the one who has real experience.

"Emperor, I think this letter from the Third Brother is full of nonsense and cannot be trusted!" Nan Luo explained to Gu Ling.

Gu Ling couldn't figure it out, so he said, "Alright, I'm not interested in knowing the origins of the two of you!"

"Feng Lao San, I will assume for the time being that your Feng family is from the Nanluo family. Well, if that's the case, then we are one family." Gu Ling stared into Feng Lao San's eyes and continued, "Then let me ask you now, who was behind Xue'er's death? Was it Momota-kun? Or the Turtle Nation?"

Feng Lao San glanced at Nan Luo.

Nan Luo nodded.

The third brother of Feng laughed, "Mr. Taotian? With his little ability, our Feng family doesn't even look down on him! I don't know why Feng Bufeng did such a thing, but I heard that he is very close to people in the army!"

Gu Ling's heart skipped a beat, and he thought: "Someone in the army? Could it be Marshal Gu Mu? Or Deng Shao?"

"Okay, then let me ask you again, what does 'dawn is just breaking, night is about to fall' mean?" Gu Ling asked again.

"This is a prophecy passed down by my ancestors. I have never figured out what it means. It seems to say that the day the dragon appears is the day when the demon world returns to the human world!"

Feng Laosan had no intention of lying.

Nan Luo also nodded subconsciously.

"Nan Luo, why are you nodding? How come you know that too?" Gu Ling asked.

Nan Luo was stunned for a moment, as if a wandering god had returned, "Emperor, there is a prophecy that says that when the dragon returns, the demon world will return!"

Gu Ling glanced at Feng Xian again.

Feng Xian had a blank expression on her face, as if she had already known all this.

Or perhaps, she simply disdained this so-called "prophecy".

Gu Ling sighed.

After going around in circles, I finally come back to these eight inexplicable words.

Forget it, no matter whether it is from the Demon Realm or the God Realm, based on his strength above the fourth rank, this is not something he should consider now.

Since Feng Lao San said that the Jiuhua University incident was related to people in the military, let’s start from there!

So, if Feng Lao San is not lying, then the Feng family can also be considered as his Shenlong faction.

Then there is no reason to kill him.

On the contrary, it can be utilized.

With the Feng family's influence in Jiuhua City and Feng Bufeng's actions, it should be much easier to find out who is behind all this.

After thinking it through, Gu Ling asked Feng Lao San to investigate it as soon as possible.

……

At this time, Zhao Cang had already arrived in Jiuhua and was reporting to Deng Shao at the headquarters.

After listening to Zhao Cang’s progress at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

Deng Shao stood up and poured two glasses of foreign wine and handed one to Zhao Cang.

"Commander Zhao, how confident are you about this matter?" Deng Shao's expression was extremely serious.

"I dare not say I am 100% sure, but at least 90%!" Zhao Cang said with certainty.

Deng Shao was stunned for a moment before he picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

"Commander, the organization secretly established this team in order to deal with today's situation. Please rest assured, we will definitely live up to the expectations of the Chinese people!"

Deng Shao did not agree.

Zhao Cang's tone seemed to have received instructions from the highest level.

"Haha...very good..." Deng Shao's face brightened up and he smiled with satisfaction. "However, Commander Zhao, don't be anxious. It hasn't come to that stage yet. We still need to discuss this matter in detail! By the way, you just returned to Jiuhua, and Comrade Gumu has also been in Jiuhua recently. You can find some time to sit down and discuss it carefully!"

"Gumu? This old guy is still alive. I haven't contacted him for decades and thought he had died long ago..." Zhao Cang said with a little dissatisfaction.

Seeing Deng Shao's somewhat annoyed expression, Zhao Cang continued, "I will follow the commander's instructions!"

Deng Shao then nodded.

After the incident at Jiuhua University, Gumu did not report it immediately.

But Gu Mu is the lifetime honorary marshal after all, and Gu Ling is the person he strongly supports.

Even if someone needs to be sent to deal with the chaos at Kang Tongfeng, it would be better to inform Gumu first to avoid causing unrest in the army.

After leaving the headquarters, Zhao Cang received a call from Lu Gu.

Zhao Cang asked the driver to change the destination and head straight to where Lu Gu was.

Lu Gu's heart was also in great turmoil.

Although what Zhu Mingyuan said at the secret meeting was inappropriate.

But Lu Gu knew very well in his heart that if he allowed the Shenlong Gu Ling to continue like this.

Once one day, his strength becomes so strong that the human race cannot shake him, it will be too late.

This time, Deng Shao asked Zhao Cang to come back, and Zhao Cang took the initiative to contact him again.

This made Lu Gu feel torn, as if the flag that would determine the direction of China's history had been handed into his hands.

Lu Gu lit a cigarette and took a deep puff.

Smoke swirled before his eyes.

"Ah... don't think too much about it for now, just see how he communicates with the boss!!"

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