A low-key old story

When the strong wind hit the bare skin, it was a painful pain.

All the talismans in his hand were blown away, flying in the wind, wisps of red light flowed quickly on the talismans.

Zhen Jinglan is not a single muscle, he only knows how to charge forward, regardless of safety.But if you want to get rid of Tang Liu, this is the fastest way.Zhen Jinglan realized that he might be really wrong. If he was just an insignificant second-generation cultivator in the sect, it would be unreasonable to know so many things, and so many high-level talismans were handed to him.Since this place was discovered three years ago, why is there no one here?Since no one has come out, why do you know this is the "source"?What exactly is his purpose, and who is he really?

Zhen Jinglan didn't hear Tang Liu's last words, and thought he was being washed away.He walked with the sword in the wind, and not long after, the world suddenly turned upside down, and the spiritual power contained in the world seemed to be emptied, and he fell directly from the sky.

Below is a continuous mountain range, with many mountains and mountains, and the waves are magnificent.

But at this time Zhen Jinglan was not in the mood to appreciate it, he was worrying about whether he would end up falling to his death.

Mu Zishu comforted him: "It's okay, there is the aura of the protagonist, at worst we can be resurrected."

A crow's mouth...

Zhen Jinglan hooked his toes, and held the sword that had lost its spiritual power. When it was about to fall to the ground, he used the sword to support it. The gravity of falling to the ground from a high altitude can be imagined. Lan landed safely.

He looked at Broken Sword and made a "tsk", he was almost becoming a master of Broken Sword, what kind of sword cultivator was he.

He looked around, the mountains and rivers were beautiful, as if there was no difference.He tried to make formulas and chant mantras, but he couldn't use all the methods to mobilize his spiritual power, and he couldn't even open the Qiankun bag.

He looked up at the unreachable clouds, thinking to himself that no one could go back.

He put away the broken sword, and shook his arms to see what caused the so-called source.

After only two steps, he suddenly came to his senses. Without his spiritual power and relying on his two legs, it would take him countless days just to walk out of the mountains.Or go to a higher place to see first?

The gaze was still looking out, but the wind behind him suddenly picked up, and Zhen Jinglan instinctively avoided several attacks.Looking back, it turned out to be a little radish head less than half his height holding a wooden stick and trying to knock him unconscious.

Mu Zishu said in a timely manner: "Don't hide, don't hide, pretend to be knocked out, so that you can follow to the place where there are people, when will you find it like this?"

"Why are you still here?" Mu Zishu's space is amazing, if he doesn't want to see the outside world, he can completely seal himself off.Both of them have reached such an agreement that when the other party is in control of the body, nothing will happen.

"I'm not worried about you falling to your death... I'm kind enough to treat you like a donkey's liver and lungs. You crawl slowly, and I'm going to rest."

Xiaoluotou's clothes are very strange. At first glance, it looks like the Gu family's clothing thousands of years ago, but there is a big difference when you look closely.Zhen Jinglan lost her spiritual power here, but Xiaoluotou could control the wind. Seeing that she couldn't take a blow, she immediately hid, and the surrounding vegetation swayed from side to side when the strong wind came from all directions.

Zhen Jinglan grabbed an old tree branch and was not blown away. Before he could stand firm, he felt that his head was inevitably knocked, and then he fell unconscious.

……

"Father, are there foreigners here again?"

"How many are here? Did the Fox King say how to deal with them? Chen'er and Han'er have recently competed in arrow skills, and they still lack a few live targets."

"Just one. The Fox King hasn't received him yet, so don't make any wrong decisions."

"Then, how is his injury? Can Han'er go in and have a look?"

"It's not hurt, you all don't get too close."

"Not injured? How is it possible? So far, only Lord Fox King has been able to come here unscathed. Daddy is going to lie to me."

A slit was torn open in the endless darkness, and light came in from the outside. Zhen Jinglan slowly opened his eyes, and turned his head to see two young men, a man and a woman, crowded around the crack of the door to peek at him.Zhen Jinglan couldn't help thinking of Fusheng and Mimeng, smiled lightly, didn't mind being watched by them, and sat up to face them.Following his movements, the iron chains on his wrists and ankles were pulled, making a rattling sound.

The wooden door was completely opened, the girl thought for a while and pointed at him and said, "Father, I want him to marry me."

"You're messing around again!" The masculine Qiqiao who sneaked into the pillow was full of smoke.

The girl pouted and said, "No nonsense, he was so good-looking, it would be a pity to kill him."

"I caught him, so if you want to marry him, you must marry me!" Little Luobotou ran over, disobedient.

The girl named Han'er grabbed the braid on the top of Little Carrot's head and said, "Go, go, go and play with the baby."

"I told you not to pull my hair, Wind Blade, disease!"

"Hey, it's time to get started, my sister will teach you how to use Fengling today!"

Zhen Jinglan was startled: "You mean Fengling?"

The man's rough voice immediately overwhelmed him: "Stop it all! You want to fight, what are you talking about!"

After the two girls left, the door was closed again.He heard the boy ask outside: "Why did Dad put an iron chain on him?"

"This person is too dangerous. Take care of your two younger sisters and don't let them get close to him. When the Fox King returns, he will have his own place."

"Yes, Dad. I don't know why the Fox King is not in the clan this time?"

"It seems that the Fox King is going to meet a distinguished guest..."

The conversation between the two gradually faded away, Zhen Jinglan touched the things on his body, the Qiankun bag was still there, but the broken sword was gone.

The sound of the iron chain was really annoying. He struggled but did not break free. Without his spiritual power, his physique became no different from that of an ordinary person.Could it be that only Feng Ling can be used here?He didn't feel the trace of the wind, and wanted an answer, so he had to go out first.

The room couldn't tell the difference between day and night, and Zhen Jinglan counted the time by himself. When someone came again, it should be another day.It turned out to be him these two days, and Mu Zishu seemed to have disappeared.Zhen Jinglan couldn't help calling out to him, and it took a long time before Mu Zishu responded unresponsively.

"I said this day is a bit long, I woke up, woke up, and it's not my turn to play yet."

Zhen Jinglan said: "You also found out?"

"What do you mean?"

"I can't use my spiritual power here. Everything seems to be re-inducted and given a new standard. Fortunately, you can still speak."

Mu Zishu: "..."

I thought, why is it so difficult to be a detective?

"Little Master, I'll bring you food." Han'er said outside the door.

The door was slowly pushed open, Zhen Jinglan was still meditating on the spot.

He didn't raise his eyelids, and he didn't take himself as a prisoner: "What time is it now?"

"It's about time." She put down the food box, squatted down in front of him, rested her chin on her palm, and observed him closely.

"Han'er has learned a dish for the first time, would you like to try it?" The lid of the food box was opened, and the aroma of the dish spread in the room.

"Gu Han, what are you doing, come here quickly!" someone shouted outside the door.

Zhen Jinglan grabbed her wrist: "Your surname is Gu? Are all the people here surnamed Gu?"

Gu Han shook his hand and almost spilled the soup.

Weathered into an invisible sharp blade, it hit Zhen Jinglan's heart directly, and he spat out blood, but there was only soup spilled all over the floor in front of him.

"Gu Chen! What did you do to hurt him!"

"It was he who moved first."

"Which one of your eyes saw him make a move? This is clearly to put him to death."

"I'm watching with both eyes!"

"Okay, stop arguing." The man stopped the two of them, "The fox king wants to see him, you two should avoid it first."

Gu Shen thought that he was wearing bloody clothes, and it was not respectful to just go to see the Fox King, so Zhen Jinglan changed into a different local clothes.The clothes are made of three colors: red, white and black. They are tied around the waist and have the words "Gujia" on the neckline. On the hem of the clothes are rows of feathers from unknown animals. They are pure white and look like fox tails from a distance.

Whether it was the ancient race he knew thousands of years ago, he still couldn't confirm.

After being asked if he wanted to cook him a bowl of medicinal soup, Zhen Jinglan decisively chose to meet their Fox King.

Gu Shen took Zhen Jinglan to the outside of the hall and let him in, but he stayed outside, as if he was afraid that he would run away, acting on guard.

Even if Zhen Jinglan was very cooperative from the beginning to the end, it still couldn't dispel his guard.

The hall was bigger than he imagined, and he couldn't find out where the other party was, so he sat down in front of the table where tea and pastries were prepared.After drinking a cup of tea, still no one came out.

Zhen Jinglan stood up: "Thank you for your hospitality. If the Fox King doesn't want to see me, I will leave now."

"Why don't you try the special pastries?" The curtain was lifted, and a person came out with one hand behind his back.

"No." There was a smell of medicine in the pastry that he didn't like. Zhen Jinglan turned around and wanted to be polite, but the person was just like Mimeng, with a little cinnabar between his eyebrows, and his eyes were silvery white.Wearing the different clothes of the Gu family, but the whole body is white, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as graceful and luxurious.Isn't this person Floating Life?

"Are you the Fox King?"

"It's just a title." Fox King sat down opposite Zhen Jinglan, "I don't know why your Excellency came to my Gu clan?"

Almost forgot the business, Zhen Jinglan also sat down and said: "Come to find the source of the monster's berserk."

"Those monsters came out from here." The fox king's jade-like hand tapped on the case, "But I haven't checked it, and I don't want to check it."

"Why?"

"What does it have to do with me."

There is no need to talk any further, Zhen Jinglan asked him one last question before leaving: "Do you still remember that you have a master."

"Remember." Fox King looked at him, but his eyes seemed to be floating far away, and he didn't know where to look.

"My teacher's name is Zhen Jinglan."