Qin Muran looked at Zhuge Qian who was shocked and shouted, "Why are you standing there?"

"Brother Qin, are you the guardian of the Dragon?"

Zhuge Qian recovered and asked.

"That's right, it's just a nominal person. The old dragon wants to tie me to the guardian of the dragon and give me this identity."

Qin Muran smiled, as if talking about a trivial matter.

"Old dragon?"

Zhuge Qian was a little confused when she heard the name Qin Muran.

"And, it is the person in charge of the Dragon Guardian, Long Tianci."

Qin Muran explained.

"Dragon Emperor?!"

When Zhuge Qian heard this name, her head buzzed.

Who doesn’t know the name given by Long Tian to the entire ancient martial arts world?

He is the real controller of Dragon Guardian, code-named Dragon Emperor!

But Qin Muran called Dragon Emperor so intimate. No wonder Ximen Qing was so afraid when he heard Qin Muran's name.

"Well, does the old dragon have such a domineering code name?"

Qin Muran had never heard of Long Tianci's nickname before, and most of them just called it a nickname just like Long Tianzheng.

But I didn't expect that there was such a domineering name.

"you do not know?"

Zhuge Qian was even more stunned when she saw Qin Muran like this.

Didn't he know?

"Um!"

Qin Muran nodded.

"Forehead......"

Zhuge Qian was speechless immediately. He was defeated by Qin Muran's innocence.

"I'll leave the next thing to you. I still have something to do. I want to investigate it!"

Qin Muran thought of the ancient martial arts secret realm under the North Mountain.

Beishan Zhuangyang said that the Tang people arrested their parents because they wanted to find a way to open the ancient martial arts secret realm.

That is to say, the secret realm of ancient martial arts that I discovered was not opened.

The things inside still exist!

I just entered, and maybe I didn't even find the door.

Now that he has time, he wants to prepare to explore.

"good!"

Zhuge Qian nodded, and she also knew what Qin Muran needed.

He has already arranged for Zhuge family members to search for news about Tangjiabao. Once there is any news, he will tell Qin Muran immediately.

Qin Muran took a step forward, jumped, and flew towards the top of the North Mountain.

During the previous fight with Feng Qingyang on the top of the North Mountain, he felt a wave of spiritual energy coming from the top of the North Mountain.

The Futian Ring in his hand trembled slightly, and something must have attracted him.

Moreover, while fighting with Feng Qingyang, Qin Muran also felt his talent.

But such a person can enter the Great Perfection of Transformation and even step into half a step to rush into the Qi. What must be the top of the North Mountain!

In a moment, he landed on the top of the North Mountain.

On the top of the North Mountain, the sword energy is raging on it, which is left over from the battle between Qin Muran and Feng Qingyang.

If an ancient martial artist under the power of transformation comes here, he will be strangled by the ruthless sword aura.

This is the power of transforming strength!

However, these are not of any effect on Qin Muran now.

Qin Muran used his strength and waved his hand, and the sword energy collapsed in an instant.

Qin Muran walked forward.

Suddenly I noticed Feng Qingyang's cave where he was in seclusion.

It was a little dim in the cave, and even at noon, the sun was shining brightly, it was still a little difficult to see clearly.

Qin Muran walked in and a chill came.

When he walked into the cave, the Futian Ring on his finger vibrated again.

"Hmm? There's something!"

A hint of joy flashed in Qin Muran's eyes.

Judging from the movements and stills of Futian Jue, this thing must be useful to him.

Thinking of the things he had obtained in the ancient martial arts secret realm in Bailong Town, Qin Muran actually had a vague expectation for these things.

Walk along the dark path.

Qin Muran soon arrived at the place where Feng Qingyang was in seclusion and meditating.

The futon made of straw is surrounded by exquisite decoration.

Even though Feng Qingyang was in seclusion here, the environment was still good.

Sure enough, even if these old guys from the ancient martial arts sect practice hard, they are hundreds of times better than those of ancient martial artists who do not have resources outside.

"What's it? It smells so good!"

Qin Muran's nose moved slightly, and he felt a strange fragrance coming.

Walking along the fragrance, I suddenly found three jars in the shade in the corner next to the futon.

One of the jar clay seals had been pried open and covered with a lid, and the strange fragrance was emitted from it.

The other two did not move, obviously they had not opened.

Qin Muran quickly walked to the jar, opened the lid, and the strange fragrance came to his face even more intensely.

This is!

The wine smells good!

This is Qin Muran’s first reaction.

I picked up the jar and shook it, and half of it was missing.

I think it was all drunk by that old guy Feng Qingyang.

However, even in this half, the wine worm in Qin Muran's belly couldn't help but crawl out.

He stretched out his fingers and penetrated it, touching the wine.

The wine is cold, but the tentacles are soft.

When I took it out, I found that it was half liquid, sticky and thick!

This is the symbol of aged wine!

Qin Muran couldn't help but taste it.

The mouth is slippery, the throat is soft, the stomach is violent, and the lips and teeth are filled with a strong fruity aroma.

Monkey wine!

Monkey wine is said to be the monkeys in the mountains picking hundreds of fruits in a cave and first store winter food.

But if there is no shortage of wintering food in the season, the monkeys will forget that they have stored a hole of fruits, and then the hole of fruits will gradually ferment and then make a hole of fruits wine.

This kind of wild brew requires luck to encounter it.

And the real Monkey Wine is even more worthless.

Unexpectedly, there are three altars here!

That's the old guy who was able to stay in seclusion for so long.

With such a good wine to accompany you, anyone would have liked to be here!

Qin Muran took the jar that was dozens of kilograms and took a big sip.

His alcohol content is pretty good.

But after this sip, the wine rushed to the heavenly spirit.
To be continued...