Fu Yang was baffled.

Before he could understand anything, he was slapped with a lot of insults from the other party. He was also insulted in a righteous manner, as if he was trying to teach the juniors of the sect a lesson.

Even a clay figure has a certain amount of anger!

What's more, Fu Yang?

So he was a little unhappy, frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "The old Taoist is quite old and has a very bad temper. I haven't said a word yet, but you have said a lot."

"Ahem...you..."

The old Taoist priest was choked by Fu Yang and his eyes widened. He probably didn't expect him to fight back.

Unexpectedly, Fu Yang also went on to say: "The current person in charge of the Chisong Huang Daxian lineage, Taoist Master Huang Xuanzi, told me that he has five-color spiritual power and is the inheritor of the Taoism. In this case, even if you are very awesome, but to me

You have to be a little respectful, right? If you yell like that, you might get angry, old man."

Fu Yang's mouth is quite sharp.

The old Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. He pointed at Fu Yang and said, "You kid! Isn't it the same? You are not very capable, but you have a bad temper. Whose disciple are you? Liang Shiqi? Are you from Xiqiao Mountain or...

Hong Kong City?”

Hearing this, Fu Yang was even more certain that this old man should be a big shot in the lineage of Chisong Huang Daxian.

He shook his head gently: "I am not a disciple of Huang Tai Sin Temple, but I just happen to possess the five-color spiritual power passed down from generation to generation. Taoist priest Huang Xuanzi told me that at the right time, I can return to Hong Kong City to inherit part of the power of the sect.

.I haven’t gone back yet. Speaking of which, I’ve only met one person who is truly related to Chisong.”

I see……

The old Taoist priest understood and nodded slowly.

He naturally knows the special nature of the inheritance of Chisong lineage!

Therefore, it is not surprising that Fu Yang is not a disciple of Wong Tai Sin Temple. However, as long as he possesses the five-color spiritual power, he will definitely inherit the various forces of the Chisong lineage in the future...

Seeing that the old man had calmed down, Fu Yang stopped quarreling with him. Instead, he politely followed the Taoist etiquette and said: "Old Taoist Master, may I ask... which senior of Wong Tai Sin Temple are you? His name is

Fu Yang, although he is not a disciple of Wong Tai Sin Temple, he is destined to do so."

The old Taoist stroked his beard and said proudly: "The old Taoist... his name is Liang Junzhuan."

What?!

Now it was Fu Yang's turn to be stunned.

"Liang Junzhuan?! You...are you the son of Taoist priest Liang Ren'an and the father of Taoist priest Liang Shiqi?"

Fu Yang blurted out, extremely shocked.

"That's right! It's the old way."

Liang Junzhuan stood upright proudly, reaching out to stroke the beard on his chin, looking a little proud.

Fu Yang was indeed shocked!

Because he knew that the lineage of Chisong and Huang Daxian had actually begun to flourish. It was precisely because Liang Ren'an received the inheritance from the Chisong Immortal Huang Chuping that he founded a religion and established a sect in Guangdong and Guangxi.

And this Liang Junzhuan is Liang Ren'an's biological son, and the father of Huang Xuanzi and Liang Shiqi, whom Fu Yang once met in Wong Tai Sin Temple in Hong Kong!

"No wonder! No wonder he can have four-color spiritual power. Because his father, Liang Ren'an, has five-color spiritual power. His magic power is mysterious and extremely powerful. As a son, this bloodline is naturally closer than that of his grandson. So Liang Shiqi only has three-color spiritual power.

Power, and this Liang Junzhuan possesses four colors of spiritual power."

Fu Yang thought secretly in his heart.

Of course, for the Red Pine and Huanghuang Daxian lineage, the color of the spiritual power determines the quality of the spiritual power, and also determines the potential and future of future cultivation! But it is not necessarily completely linked to the current strength.

Just like Fu Yang, although he has five colors of spiritual power, he definitely can't defeat Liang Shiqi at the moment, let alone the Liang Junzhuan in front of him!

"Ah! That's not right."

Fu Yang slapped his forehead fiercely and stared at Liang Jun with horrified eyes as if he had seen a ghost. He said, "Daoist Liang...you, aren't you already dead a long time ago? Could it be that I accidentally entered the underworld?"

He suddenly remembered that Liang Shiqi had said that Fu Yang had been dead for many years!

Liang Jun's face changed slightly, and then he sighed. He stared at Fu Yang intently and said: "It is true that I have already expired my life long ago and am no longer alive. But this is not the underworld... Alas, what's going on here

It’s too complicated and I can’t explain it clearly for a while. I can’t explain it clearly to you either.”

"In other words, this is still the world of the underworld? Is this some secret force hidden in the gaps and faults in space? Or what?"

Fu Yang frowned and looked back at Liang Jun with thoughtful eyes.

He never imagined that there are still forces in such a place? And looking at this valley and the formation, it is definitely a super big deal! What's more, there must be powerful people in the thatched houses built along the river.

By.

Judging from the mana aura on his body, Liang Jun is ranked among the best here, but he is definitely not the strongest!

"Little guy, I can't tell you. This is a top national secret! It's a big deal."

Uh... state top secret?!

Fu Yang was startled.

My heart is beating wildly.

He seemed to figure out some hidden meaning from Liang Junzhuan's words.

"National top secret...that is to say, this is an official force?"

Fu Yang was at least relieved.

Although I don't know what the purpose of causing such trouble is, and why the dead Liang Junzhuan did not go to the underworld, but hid in the strange valley of this space crack.

But as long as it doesn't belong to the evil forces, that's the best result.

Fu Yang was curious and wanted to ask again.

Then Liang Junzhuan became serious: "This is a truly shocking top secret! No one or any organization should know about the existence of this place except those with permission. You accidentally broke in here and you have caused trouble. Get out of here quickly.

Okay. Old Taoist, I also saw that you possess five-color spiritual power and are the hope for the future of our Chisong lineage, so I chatted with you for a few words. After you go out, you must forget everything you saw here, and you must never mention it to anyone! Do you understand?

"

His expression was extremely serious.

At the same time, he waved his big sleeves, and Fu Yang felt a neutral and peaceful force that instantly enveloped him. The four-color spiritual power turned into ropes and was tied around his body. It looked like he was planning to throw him out.

Fu Yang shouted loudly: "Taoist Liang, can't you even talk to your son, Taoist Liang Shiqi?"

"If you have a son, you can't even tell about your own son! Once you tell anyone, it will be a disaster. For the absolute safety of this place, the ANBU people will definitely nip all threats in the cradle."

As Liang Junzhuan spoke, he used his magic power to lift Fu Yang into the air and slowly levitate him.

At the same time, he stretched out his other hand and quickly drew a colorful spell talisman in the void with his fingertips. It seemed that he was communicating with the Celestial Master-level formation that protected this strange valley, and wanted to
Chapter completed!