"I don't want to listen to Feilong's nonsense, I just want to hear you tell the truth."
Elder Sang said to Lu Chen instead of letting the bird fatten the dragon.
"Where the knife comes from has nothing to do with you. Why are you so persistent in wanting to know?"
Lu Chen frowned slightly, feeling that Elder Sang was not only verbose, but also very nice, which was very annoying.
But Elder Sang's only shortcoming was that everything else was very good, otherwise he would never respond and just leave.
"The knife has nothing to do with me, but the origin of the knife may have something to do with me."
Elder Sang chuckled and said this.
"Could it be that you dropped a top-quality fairy sword and then thought that the sword in my senior brother's hand was picked up by you?"
Fei Long guessed, thought for a while, and then said, "Have you seen clearly that the long knife in my senior brother's hand has a unique knife pattern, which is unique in the world? How could you have dropped it earlier?"
"I don't use a knife, I don't own a knife, and I've never dropped a knife."
Elder Sang chuckled and then looked at Fei Long, but his eyes were a little strange, as if he knew some secret of Fei Long.
"Then the origin of your knife is none of your business?"
Feilong curled his lips.
"Fat Dragon, shut up. You've said too much and your secret has been exposed."
Lu Chenwei said angrily.
"Ah, I didn't say anything wrong. Where did I reveal my secret?"
Hearing this, Feilong looked confused and didn't know why.
"The way Elder Sang looks at you has changed, which means he has heard something from your words, so you'd better stop talking." Lu Chen rolled his eyes at Fei Long, then sighed and turned to Sang.
The elder said, "Elder Sang, since you insist on knowing the origin of the long knife, I may be able to tell you the real situation. But can you tell me first? You don't have to
Knife, why does the origin of my knife have anything to do with you?"
"I'm sorry that I can't answer your question at the moment."
Elder Sang, however, kept it secret and refused to give Lu Chen an answer. He also said, "But if you tell me the true origin of the knife, it will definitely not do you any harm, or it may be beneficial."
"What's the benefit?"
Lu Chen asked.
"I haven't decided yet because I haven't thought about it yet and I'm not ready yet."
Elder Sang smiled, but his words were very cryptic.
However, this time Elder Sang's cryptic content was so profound that even Lu Chen couldn't understand it.
"Fat Dragon is the top caster!"
Lu Chen looked at Elder Sang and said slowly.
Although he didn't know what Elder Sang was up to, his intuition told Lu Chen that Elder Sang was not such a boring person.
As the most powerful person of the Spirit Clan, it is completely illogical for him to do so many tricks just to find out the origin of the divine sword.
Moreover, in the bitter battle just now, Elder Sang was in an unfavorable situation, but still refused to escape and continued to fight Shura to the end, thus gaining Lu Chen's trust.
Because he had trust in Elder Sang, Lu Chen stopped deceiving Elder Sang and finally decided to tell the true source of the magic sword.
"It's exactly as I guessed. Your knife didn't come from somewhere, but from the hands of Fat Dragon."
After getting the answer, Elder Sang's expression became strange, and he took a long breath, as if he was relieved, but he also seemed unable to bear it, in short, it was very complicated.
"Yes, it was made by Fat Dragon. Is there any problem with this?"
Lu Chen asked back.
"Yes, of course there is. This means that Feilong has some casting materials that are not available in the Immortal Realm."
Elder Sang said.
"Then what?"
Lu Chen asked again.
"Then……"
Elder Sang thought for a while, then suddenly became melancholy again, and said, "Now is not the time to talk about it later, let's leave it to later."
After admitting that Lu Chen's sword was made by Fei Long, Elder Sang's whole person changed and became very weird. No one could understand what he said. No one knew what Elder Sang wanted to do?
But this is no longer important. What is important is that this is not a safe place. Everyone must leave Badshui Lake as soon as possible.
Seeing that Elder Sang had nothing to say, Lu Chen waved his hand and led everyone out of the Bad Water Village and into the endless black swamp...
To return to Penglai Wonderland, you must pass through the Mountains and Seas Wonderland, but there are four ways to enter the Mountains and Seas Wonderland.
The four paths are far and near, and they can respectively enter Mingku Mountain, Chaotian Forest, Blood Valley and Death Abyss!
Among them, the one from Duanwu Peak to Mingku Mountain is the shortest and the best way to take it.
The other three roads are not only far away, but there are also Flying Immortal Forbidden Areas in some places. Not only is it troublesome to walk, but it is also a waste of time. Because of this, even if Lu Chen wants to go to Chaotian Forest, he still does not choose to take the Chaotian Forest road, because he is afraid of it.
I wasted too much time, but chose to go back the same way, take Duanwu Peak into Mingku Mountain, and pass through the place where the Ming clan is.
go.
"Senior brother, if you are still walking through Mingku Mountain, can't you go somewhere else?"
Fei Long frowned and reminded in a low voice, "When you killed the great elder of the Underworld Immortal, you didn't kill all the powerful underworld people at the scene. You also missed a scout. Have you forgotten?"
"I haven't forgotten."
Lu Chen responded as he walked.
"If you run away from that scout, it means that the news has been leaked, and the Underworld will definitely hate you to the core."
Feilong added, "If nothing goes wrong, the Nether Clan will definitely strengthen its main defense on Duanwu Peak. Once we get there, it will be a fierce battle."
"It doesn't matter. We have even repelled the main force of Shura. Are we still afraid of the main force of the Nether Tribe?"
Lu Chen smiled and said, "Besides, among the four clans of Shanhai, the Nether clan is the weakest and the easiest to fight. What should I be afraid of?"
"Normally speaking, with senior brother here, we are not afraid of anything."
Feilong swallowed his breath and said with difficulty, "But the problem is that now I only have four immortal pots left, which are not enough to sustain a battle between Daluo Jinxian."
"What you said is true. Without your shield, we cannot enter the Great Luo Jinxian battlefield." Lu Chen stopped and looked into the distance, thinking that there was still some distance to the Duanwu Peak, and then said, "
If we are not sure of winning, we cannot go to Duanwu Peak. There must be a team of Da Luo Jinxian from the Nether Clan waiting there.
It’s on.”
"So, should we take the Chaotianlin road instead?"
Fei Long asked.
"Ming Yue said that if you go directly from Chaotian Forest to Badshui Ze, you have to pass through many peaks where flying immortals are forbidden. You can't fly but can only run, which is not fast."
"Ming Yue and Elder Shi Sang rode the Yunlu together, and they ran for seven days before they arrived at Eshui Village."
"Think about it, it takes seven days for Yunlu to run so fast. With so many of us, we definitely can't ride Yunlu. How many days will we have to run before we can enter Chaotian Forest?"
"Our time is very precious, we can't waste so much time on the road. If there is a shortcut, we must take the shortcut!"
"As long as you pass through Wuwu Peak and enter Mingku Mountain, you can fly. You can reach Chaotian Forest in less than a day!"
Lu Chen said this.
"However, the best immortal pot is not enough. We can't afford a battle with Daluo Jinxian. How dare we go to Duanwu Peak?"
Fei Long said with a grimace, "Idiot, if it's not enough, just cast it!"