The tree glanced as he pointed.

After seeing the stone wall, there are several benches and benches in an interior room. The tables are full of various kinds of sparkling ores and crystal stones.

A four legged tripod is hanging in the middle of the room. The green light comes out from the bottom of the tripod. The blast of air strikes the lid and makes a rattle.

With a curious look on his face, Xiao Mian walked towards the direction of the stove and tripod. "This is the second pot refining stove in the legend, the forge stove?"

As soon as they heard the words "forge the heaven stove", their looks immediately changed. They looked at the little old man who was thin and skinny.

The old man was dressed in grey cloth and coarse linen. He was unkempt and dusty, and his body smelled of acid.

I don't know how long the pestle has been in this room. I haven't taken a bath.

"Who are you little doll?" The old man stroked the three inch short beard, looked at her, and said seriously, "I can even call out the name of the forge stove."

"I have been away from the world for many years, but I don't know that there are people in the world who recognize my forge stove."

"You're nothing."

"Not bad." He put on a happy face and touched the short whisker, which eased his face. "Who's your baby's name? Who's your teacher?"

"Do you know Xuanji's ancestor?" Asked the little paralyzed voice.

A word is like throwing a stone into a lake, which immediately makes people's mood go up and down, and makes waves.

Milliray suddenly opened his eyes and looked cautiously at her. "Who are you?"

"I'm the disciple of Xuanji's ancestor." The tree stands with its hand in its hand and opens to the mountain path.

Her expression was very serious, cold and solemn.

But it was just such a small and serious appearance that people like mingyas, Rongqing and Dingyun could not help but draw corners of their mouths.

I always feel the little face paralyzed in front of me, looking at the taste of a magic wand

"What?"

"I'm the second generation leader of Xuanji sect." The small face paralysis is serious on the face billows not to be startled, the straight back stands in front of the milli light, "the arbor."

All of a sudden, they found that the old face of Mr. Haoguang had changed in many ways, and the color flashed on his face, which was very wonderful.

He was stupefied for about a second, and then snapped, "what are you talking about?"

"I am your second generation leader." "You can know Chen Qi and Lu Zheng," the tree continued, expressionless

With a slight tremble of his body shape, he immediately opened a pair of small eyes, and looked at the startled expression. The eyes almost fell out of his eyes.

"Chen Qi? Road fight?! You, you You really are, aren't you? The second generation leader of Xuanji sect? " If I had not been in touch with Chen Qilu, I would not have known their names.

And the girl's serious expression made him unable to think of him.

Such a face is paralyzed. I don't think it's enough to lie to deceive.

Moreover, this matter could not be concealed for a long time. Is it the second generation leader who will always encounter Chen Qilu's struggle in the future and know it when asked.

"What proof do you have?"

Arbor thought for a moment, "I'll give the famous brand of your 103 first generation disciples to Chen Qilu for two predecessors. It should have your name on it. "

He opened his eyes wide. "You?"

"Xuanjidan given by Xuanji's ancestors has been integrated by me." The small face paralysis language is not astonishing to die to continue to say.

She shook her head. "There's no other proof."