After three helps, Xing Zhen has reason to believe this short old man. Of course, Xing Zhen did not forget to bring Dandelion with him.

While running, the short old man found Xing Zhen and Dandelion were walking steadily in front of him, and the leader was at the end.

The old man lamented: "There is no longer a day, and the tiger doesn't show any threats to treat me as a sick cat."

I saw that the old man was rippling and rich in spiritual energy, and his feet slowly left the ground more than two meters high. He could actually fly in the wind, and his realm was definitely not low.

The next moment, the old man's throat heated up and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Then he fell to the ground with a slap. The short old man cried and complained: "Damn it, I'll kill this time."

After looking up, he suddenly found that two bright smiles stopped in front of him. Xing Zhen and Dan Ling lowered their bodies and helped the old man up, helped him sit down on the grass next to him. They said in unison: "Is the old man okay?"

The short old man waved his hand: "You two run away first, I have no hope of this old bone. Maybe I can delay you a little while, don't delay your time and go away."

At this time, Xing Zhen had a tacit understanding with Dandelion, and his movements were almost the same. He walked slowly to the old man on the left and right, sat down and said in unison: "We are very interested in telling the story of the black snake."

The short old man smiled: "Do you say you have loyalty, or should you say you boys are fearless?"

The two shrugged and smiled slightly.

The short old man continued, "I made up my mind to not run away, right?"

The two of them shrugged and smiled.

The short old man smiled helplessly and said slowly: "I said the black and white python is a couple. Now the black python is devouring the white python's corpse. Do you two believe it?"

Seeing the two of them sucking rice with chickens, the short old man asked tentatively: "I believe in the cruelty of the black python, why don't you two run away?"

The two of them turned into rattles again, and their movements were colorful but they didn't speak.

The short old man shook his head gently and said: "The identity of the black and white python was something I have only thought about through various clues in recent days. They are very likely to be two chess pieces. Because the chess pieces have rich spiritual energy and unfathomable magic tricks on them, the chess pieces have been psychicized and turned into two pythons over time."

"They occupy the Black Lake and the White Lake respectively, and absorb the essence of water rhyme in the lake. The creatures of chess pieces and those who open their spiritual wisdom to practice can be cultivated, and the nourishment of the essence of water rhyme is indispensable."

"The two pythons are gifted and when they turn into creatures, they will show signs of snakes turning into dragons. Just like what you see, the white python has a pair of golden dragon beards, while the black python has dragon horns on its head, which is more cruel than the white python and stronger in strength."

"Although they are husband and wife, these two pythons do their own things, and they both want to swallow each other and thus increase their cultivation. Their strength is almost the same, and neither of them has the ability to kill each other and escape. Therefore, maintaining a certain subtle balance will not delay the couple's affairs."

"Actually, they both have always disliked me. They have long wanted to kill me and swallow it, so that their cultivation will soar. They are nothing more than worrying that I can fight to the death and at least one of them seriously. The remaining one can benefit the fisherman and swallow us all."

"Even mutual checks and balances are also a kind of balance. Perhaps I have restricted them too many years ago. They are not allowed to kill monsters in the mountains, nor are they allowed to swallow living people passing by."

"For the black and white python, not being able to swallow the monsters and passers-by in the mountains is equivalent to cutting off their path of cultivation. In order to prevent them from being unable to think about it and fight with me, I thought of a compromise method to kill and devour the monks who entered Jiuhu Mountain to kill the monsters."

"Maybe this method can be used to balance the white two pythons at the beginning, but over time, the black and white two pythons have a high cultivation level. There are not many people who go into the mountains to hunt ferocious beasts and cannot meet their needs, so they start to want to cooperate to get rid of me."

"You entered Jiuhu Mountain and it happened to be an opportunity. On that day, Xiaobai turned into a girl in white. It was one of the bad intentions to you, and he wanted to lead me to the Black and White Lake. The two of them used the geographical advantage to kill me."

"Fortunately, I was prepared and did not let them succeed. Although I was injured, the two black and white pythons were also injured, and Xiaobai, who was slightly weak, was even more injured. Xiaobai was worried that his strength would be greatly reduced after being injured and was swallowed by the black python. After all, their residence was too close, and anything could happen."

"This is also the reason why Xiaobai killed you desperately today. Eating a boy and a girl can quickly recover from his injuries, and his strength can greatly increase."

Xing Zhen and Dandelion were extremely devoted to listening. There were so many stories in Heibai Lake, which far exceeded their expectations.

When Dandelion saw that the short old man didn't continue talking, he probably said everything he should have said. He quickly took out his notes and started writing and painting. For the sake of convenience, he actually prepared a brush with ink, and started writing without grinding the ink.

Xing Zhen asked in confusion: "Since Jiuhu Mountain is so dangerous, why don't the old senior escape? You must be eyed by two big monsters here?"

The short old man sighed: "I escaped to Jiuhu Mountain after being injured, otherwise the black and white python would be just two little monsters in my eyes. In order to stabilize the injury, he stole the spiritual charm of the mountain roots and then tied it up with Jiuhu Mountain, and became the Land Lord."

"It's a pity that the Lingyun of the mountain root here cannot truly recover my injuries, otherwise I could kill two beasts with my arms raised."

Xing Zhen nodded repeatedly: "So that's it."

Xing Zhen suddenly thought a lot. The old man in front of him was kind-hearted, and his old age was indeed so miserable. More old people in Fengyu Mountain Village, although they were bandits, were open and upright, and the miserable people in his later years were self-evident. Is it true that good people don’t live long, or is it difficult for good people to die?

Yan Youxin sighed: "A good person doesn't live long!"

The short old man shook his head hard: "No, no, no, my life span is very long. To be honest, I have lived for nearly ten thousand years. When I first came to this mountain, I was called Huding Mountain instead of Jiuhu Mountain."

Xing Zhen shook his head: "The old senior lied to others, and the lavish tiger said that the landlord only appeared in recent years."

The short old man rolled his eyes: "What does a little demon know? I came to this mountain when the war between the human demons began. He was seriously injured at the time and had to sleep at the root of the mountain. He just woke up in recent years. The appearance of the two black and white pythons may be to plot against me."

"It's just that the person who took action didn't expect that I woke up too late. The two black and white pythons had their own thinking and fought to the death before they saw me."

Xing Zhen also learned to roll his eyes: "The divine cultivator who has the ability to nurture the two black and white pythons can just break the mountain, why bother with it?"

The short old man stammered: "I don't know this or this."

"At that time, the two of them dared not take action at will, for fear that the noise caused too much shock to the masters of the human race. They were besieged in the hinterland of the human race and had to peel off even if they did not die."

Just as the two were talking, a rough man's voice came. His tone was cold and faint, obviously the person who came was not kind.

Looking at the sound, a black python ten feet away coiled around like a hill. Its whole body was as dark as ink and night. It would be hard to see its figure without the light of fire.

The head was raised high for more than a hundred feet, and the scarlet snake letter was spitting down at everyone. A pair of green eyes were like a pair of lanterns, hanging high in the air.

Their head is much thicker than the little white just now, and the golden dragon horns on its head are shining brightly in the darkness.

There is a golden dragon whisker on each side of the corner of the mouth, which also blooms with golden brilliance. It seems that the black python is squirming slowly.

Dandelion actually forgot that danger was approaching, looked at the python and then drew and wrote. He was so serious that he did not take life and death seriously.

The short old man looked shocked: "Have Xiaobai refined so quickly?"

The black snake python answered the question: "You are not qualified to be on par with me now. There are two virgin boys with a big demon. My strength will further improve by leaps and bounds. Thank you for your nourishment."

Suddenly, there was a "bang" sound, and the body of the black snake python collapsed. The earth trembled continuously, and a touch of green in the night passed in an instant.

Xing Zhen was just reading the "dawn* break" in his heart, and everything ended in an instant. This time, the dark boy did not hesitate at all, and did not think he had the ability to go with the black python to the end, so he simply sacrificed his tender buds once and for all.

After his enthusiasm was full of energy, his heart, liver and lungs were hurt immediately, and the only three chances were wasted one. This battle was a big deal. First, he wasted a black iron box, but now he wasted a sprout.

It seems that Xing really feels distressed. The short old man reminded: "The black python's demon pill is on the abdomen but not on the head, and is transformed by black chess pieces. Now it should be black and white, and the grade is better than before. Go and leave your abdomen and look for it."

Only then did Xing Zhen have the intention to see the killed python, whose head was cut off at the same time. As for the head, it was broken by the sword energy, and the remaining body was intact.

Xing Zhen was eager to try it out and he could find a way to make up for it. There is no way to fail to get out. Such a transaction will sooner or later ruin the family's fortune.

He greeted him: "Brother Pu and I will go and have a look."

The latter blurted out: "There is no time, I want to draw the black python when my memory is clear."

Then the Changran man was concentrating on his great cause of calligraphy and painting, and external objects seemed to have nothing to do with him.

The short old man looked at Xing Zhen's back and paid more attention to the gourd around his waist. Sometimes he nodded and sometimes shook his head, his face showing entanglement as if he was struggling.

When Xing Zhen approached the black python, he couldn't help but sigh that everything was everywhere, with a huge body of a water tank. The outer python skin was as thin as paper. Looking closely, it was made of rows of fine scales.

When I reached out to touch the soft and delicate python skin, I couldn't help but wonder. This physique is far from Xiaobai, so how did I kill Xiaobai?

Xing Zhen remembers that when he fought fiercely with Dandelion and Xiaobai, he used all his methods and could not break Xiaobai's python skin.

Looking at the thin outer skin of the black python, if it were fighting with Xiaobai in close combat, it would probably be torn to pieces by Xiaobai in a few rounds.

In the end, I had to rely on the black python's specialization in practicing magical techniques, and the magical powers must be unfathomable.

He looked back at the short old man and asked, "Where is the abdomen, this black python is thousands of feet long. You can't look for it inch by inch, right?"

The moment Xing Zhen turned around, the short old man quickly closed his eyes. He looked around as if nothing had happened. After hearing the question, he replied: "In the middle of the black python's body, it is about five hundred feet away."

Xing Zhen estimated the approximate location and climbed to half of the waist of the "small hill". He took out the black mother-child blade and stabbed it hard. After a jingle, sparks flew everywhere.

The material of the mother and child blade is not ordinary, and it is intact after one blow. When looking at the black python skin, it is also intact.

Xing Zhen’s face was full of dark lines. If the treasure mountain could not be taken out in front of him, wouldn’t it be torture? Suddenly, Xing Zhen was full of excitement. This python skin is also an amazing treasure. But how to peel it off is a difficult problem.

The short old man behind reminded: "The python skin is extremely hard and cannot be broken with brute force. A little bit of cutting is enough, and it will take some time."

Xing Zhen was helpless. The short old man said it was easy, but it was not necessarily so easy to do. It was definitely not a job that could be completed in a short time. It was better to wait until Dandelion finished drawing it together.

When I was free, I suddenly thought of the golden dragon horns and dragon beards, and I prayed silently in my heart: "Keep it and don't chop it together. Two items are valuable at a glance."

Thinking of jumping off the "hill" quickly, I searched carefully every grass and tree. I looked through every stone. I didn't let go of even the broken fragments.

The short old man complained: "It turns out he is a money fan."
Chapter completed!