Gu Songzi immediately sat upright, with a straight face, showing a respected look, and said, "Young man, as a senior, I have to tell you a truth. It is best to know less about things that you shouldn't know."

Zhang Ruochen walked closer and sat directly opposite Gu Songzi, stared at his old eyes and said, "What exactly is what you should know? What should you not know?"

"You shouldn't know, that's because your cultivation is too low, not when you should know. In addition, you are too restless, so you are also someone you shouldn't know." Gu Songzi said.

Zhang Ruochen was silent for a moment and said, "With my current cultivation level, I am not qualified to know?"

"not enough."

When Gu Songzi answered Zhang Ruochen, she sniffed her nose hard and said, "Miss Qingmo, how long will it take to wait? I see that the meat is cooked thoroughly and the elixir is about to be cooked. Can you start eating it now?"

Zhang Ruochen smiled. Gu Songzi changed her words very quickly. She used to call Qing Mo the little girl, but now she actually called Miss Qing Mo, which actually has a bit of pleasing.

In order to eat, he doesn't even want his old face!

Qingmo had no good expression on Gu Songzi and said, "My son has already said that you must tell us the secret of the dead clan, and you will have your portion of the soup."

"Tsk tsk, everyone said that your cultivation is too low and it is not time to know." Gu Songzi felt that Qing Mo was a little decisive and sighed.

"Then let's change the question. What kind of grudges do seniors and the drunkard have? Can you tell me this? " Zhang Ruochen said.

"This...can't be said."

Gu Songzi shook her head, her eyes becoming a little strange.

"What about Longyan Wine, which ranks eighth among the pot of strong liquor in the world? It has meat, soup, and wine, which should be accompanied by a story. Isn't it?"

Zhang Ruochen took out a pot of Longyan wine from the space ring, opened the lid of the pot, and placed it in front of Gu Songzi.

The rich aroma of wine wafted out, causing Gu Songzi's eyes to burst into burning light, and her tongue couldn't help licking her lips.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Ruochen knew that his guess was correct. Since Gu Songzi had had a good relationship with the drunkard, she must be a good person.

Gu Songzi rushed forward and grabbed the wine pot, but it was empty, and the wine pot was taken back by Zhang Ruochen.

Gu Songzi sighed: "It's all old past events, what's there to say?"

"Since it is an old past and hundreds of years have passed, what else can I say? I really want to keep your grudges in the soil?"

Zhang Ruochen really wanted to know the reason, and felt that with the personality of a drunkard, he didn't look like a person who would betray his friends. What exactly did the two former friends of life and death turn against each other?

Is there any misunderstanding?

If so, they should help them resolve the misunderstanding.

Zhang Ruochen took out a space ring and put it in front of Gu Songzi, saying, "Add a space ring should be enough, right?"

Gu Songzi grabbed the space ring, released her mental power and injected it into it, and found the inner space in the ring, and her expression became even more excited.

For an alchemist, a space ring has a huge effect and is enough to save a lot of unnecessary trouble.

"A space ring is really just used to change a story, don't owe you favors? You are not thinking about the recipe for the Saint-Cultivation Pill in my hand, right?"

Gu Songzi didn't believe Zhang Ruochen. How could there be such a cheap thing in the world?

Zhang Ruochen took the soup from Qing Mosheng and said, "The story of a saint of alchemy is worth this price."

Gu Songzi no longer had any worries. She put the space ring on the little finger of her right hand and looked carefully. She liked it very much.

Then, he grabbed Long Yan's wine and took a sip, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, fell into endless memories, and sneered: "The bullshit Master of Alchemy should have been called the Master of Poisonous Dao six hundred years ago. My attainments in Poisonous Dao are much higher than those in Poisonous Dao."

Zhang Ruochen's expression moved and said, "Are you really the Holy Master Ku of the Poisonous Taoist Master?"

"It's been six hundred years since Kunlun world has produced generations of geniuses. I thought my former name had been forgotten for a long time. Hehe, it's very strange that you actually know my real name at the age of your boy."

Gu Songzi felt a little fond of Zhang Ruochen. A young man could even know his name, and he felt more or less happy.

Zhang Ruochen asked, "What happened six hundred years ago?"

"That was the most chaotic period in the Kunlun Realm in ancient times. There was endless wars and no force could be spared, including the Moon Worshiping Sect at the height of the sun. At that time, the Empress had not ascended the throne and the First Central Empire had not been established. Of course, at that time, Empress Chi Yao had already shown her edge and could lead the army to attack the Moon Worshiping Sect's main hall."

"In that battle, all the masters of the Moon Worshiping God Sect were killed and injured, and even the leader fell. Of course, the foundation of the God Sect was profound and not completely destroyed. Some important figures survived and gathered the churches scattered around the world to prepare to reorganize the God Sect. Among them, there were Shi Qianjue, the leader's eldest disciple, and Ling Xiu, the fourth disciple."

Zhang Ruochen's expression moved and said, "Shi Qianjue, the leader of the Demon Cult."

"Six hundred years ago, Shi Qianjue was not the leader of the same sect. There were actually many people who supported Ling Xiu among the sects. Among the six disciples of the sect, Ling Xiu was the most talented and the legitimate son of the sect. He was the best candidate for the new sect leader."

Zhang Ruochen asked, "What happened later?"

Gu Songzi took another sip of Longyan wine and said slowly: "In order to compete for the position of leader of the clan, the brothers who were originally close to each other turned against each other and launched bloody killings, and even the Divine Cult was almost completely destroyed because of this."

For some reason, Zhang Ruochen thought of the Central Empire of Shengming. After Emperor Ming disappeared, there were a group of people fighting for power and profit, and eventually the country was destroyed due to internal and external troubles.

Zhang Ruochen asked: "At that time, the senior was an elder in the sect and had a considerable status. Which side were the seniors on?"

Gu Songzi closed her eyes, shook her head, and said, "I don't want to stand on either side."

"I'm afraid it's not that easy, right?" Zhang Ruochen said.

"That's right."

Gu Songzi nodded: "One night, a group of monks in the sect carried Ling Xiu, who was seriously injured and dying, and broke into the place where I refine the alchemy and asked me to treat him. According to them, Ling Xiu was injured by Shi Qianjue."

"It seems that seniors must take sides!" Zhang Ruochen said.

"I don't want to stand on the side, nor dare to stand on the side, because all my family and tribe members are in the hands of Shi Qianjue. If I save Ling Xiu, my family and tribe members will die. If I don't save Ling Xiu, I will die."

"So I immediately sent a message to Feng Zuisheng, the third disciple of the leader, and hoped that he could come back to help me. Only the three of the six disciples of the leader are still alive. Feng Zuisheng has a very good relationship with Shi Qianjue and Ling Xiu. As long as he can come back, even if he can't stop the fight between Shi Qianjue and Ling Xiu, he can at least save my family and tribe."

Zhang Ruochen's expression was shocked and he said, "The Drunk Madman is Feng Zuisheng, the third disciple of the Demon Emperor, and he is known as the Drunk Fairy?"

After understanding all the things, Zhang Ruochen finally understood why the drunkard's attainment in the wine hall was so profound. It turned out that he had such an amazing identity.

However, in Zhang Ruochen's reflection, eight hundred years ago, everyone's evaluation of Feng Zuisheng was that he was a handsome man who was a romantic and dashing man. He was not like the same person as the drunkard.

Even if a person grows old, he will be too disabled.

"Jiuxian? He is a liar, a turtle shrank. After I sent him a message, he clearly promised that he would help me save my family and tribe members, so I took action to save Ling Xiu. But... but... when he came, the corpses brought to me were all over the ground, dead, all dead, and not a single living."

Gu Songzi laughed out loud, but tears were crying in her eyes.

Zhang Ruochen fell into silence, and after a while, he said: "Maybe he has difficulties."

"He told me that because of some things, he wasted time. When he went to see Shi Qianjue, he was already dead. I just wanted to know, what else is more important than saving my family with such a good relationship? I think he was afraid of standing in a line, afraid of offending Shi Qianjue, and afraid of causing a murder to himself, so he deliberately went so late."

Gu Songzi was angry and gritted her teeth, and her anger spread in her heart.

Zhang Ruochen thought about it carefully. The drunkard might be able to do such a thing, because this old guy is indeed very afraid of death.

At that time, in order to save his life, he knelt down to Chi Yao and even made several poisonous oaths.

As a saint, or a disciple of the Demon Emperor, he didn't even want his own dignity. It was indeed a bit unreasonable to kneel down to a woman who killed her master.

Zhang Ruochen didn't know how to persuade him, and asked, "What happened to the Moon-Worshiping Demon Sect again? Why did Shi Qianjue become the leader, and Ling Xiu, who had more supporters, now disappeared and searched for traces?"

Gu Songzi shook her head and said, "After that incident, I was completely disappointed, so I left the Divine Cult. Later, I learned a little. It is said that the battle between Ling Xiu and Shi Qianjue made the Divine Cult, which was already seriously damaged, become even more precarious. Some aristocratic families and sects in the Central Region are preparing to unite to destroy the Divine Cult and divide the resources of the Divine Cult."?

"When the Divine Cult was in life and death, Ling Xiu took the initiative to give up the position of the leader of the sect, and abandoned his cultivation in Wuding Mountain. From then on, Shi Qianjue became the new leader, but Ling Xiu was in simplicity and never interfered in the things in the sect again."

"It is said that after becoming the leader of the sect, Shi Qianjue was also very regretful and felt that the brothers should not be so opposed. Therefore, he searched for life-sustaining sacred medicines in various parts of the world, so he sought all the alchemy masters to cure Ling Xiu. Even Ling Xiu's daughter was named the first saint, and she had a status of more than one person than ten thousand people in the sect. However, in my opinion, he was just buying people's hearts." Gu Songzi snorted coldly.

He hated Gu Songzi, but he had a deep hatred for Shi Qianjue.

Unfortunately, Shi Qianjue's cultivation is too high, and he may not be able to avenge his revenge in his entire life.
Chapter completed!