I take the unicorn to the world

Chapter 3377 Where did you get it

If it is known to outsiders, whether it is seeking immortality or asking for some practice methods from the patriarch, it must be like a crucian carp crossing the river, but it is not so easy to see the patriarch. The ghost-handed vine on Broken Soul Cliff, the white-haired rat, and the two thousand-year-old bat kings, it is impossible for them to pass their level. Telling them the whereabouts of their ancestor grandpa is tantamount to letting them go to die. Can't make it.

For a while, Wu Feng was in a mess, he didn't know how to tell the elders of Maoshan about the origin of these two artifacts. Jin Qilin had already told everyone that these belonged to the grandfather, so it was useless to try to quibble.

Master Xuanxu is a stubborn person, he opened his mouth and asked: "My dear disciple and grandson, please tell your master and uncle, where did you get these two magic weapons?"

Wu Feng thought about it carefully, and then lied again: "Master Uncle, this disciple was hunted down by a group of bandits a few years ago. In desperation, he fell off a cliff. The disciple caught it a few times, and finally fell into a lake at the bottom of the cliff. He was lucky enough to survive. After the disciple got ashore, he met some white-browed mountain chiefs and brought him to a cave. There was a pile of dead bones in the cave. As soon as the disciple entered the cave, those white-browed mountain chiefs sealed off the entrance of the cave, leaving only a small cave to send some food every day. There was a piece of sackcloth beside the dead bones, which recorded some Cultivation method, the disciple has nothing to do, so he practiced the above-mentioned exercises every day. After more than a year, he achieved some success and shattered the stone wall blocking the entrance of the cave, and he was able to escape. The thing that was taken out from the side of the withered bone was not because the disciple insisted on taking it, but because there were words carved by a sword under the withered bone. The old senior said that he didn't want to let his own magic skills be left behind, so he had to let me bring the magic weapon Get out, otherwise those white-browed mountain chiefs wouldn't let their disciples out...so..."

Wu Feng's statement is a synthesis of the white-haired patriarch who met him and the founder of Wudang Mountain who gave the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword as a gift. Although it is a lie, there is evidence to follow. The cave guarded by Meishankui does have that pile of dead bones, even if they really look for it, they are not afraid that they will not find it.

Master Xuanxu hesitated for a while, not knowing whether what Wu Feng said was true or not, but Master Xuanming, the head teacher of Maoshan, said: "Wu Feng, could it be that the pile of dead bones you met at the bottom of the cliff is the ancestor of our Maoshan?" Master can't do it?"

Wu Feng had already thought up his speech, and immediately said: "The old man I saw didn't leave any records about him, but all his exercises are Maoshan techniques, and I don't think he is Maoshan. Patriarch, our Maoshan Mountain has been stretching for more than 2000 years. There are many masters and stars shining. Maybe a certain Maoshan Patriarch was practicing hard at the bottom of the cliff hundreds of years ago. He was taken out of the cave by his disciples..."

Wu Feng is not very good at lying, but in order to deal with these seniors, he had no choice but to wait for Master Xuan Ming to ask again, Zhou Ming who was at the side had already seen Wu Feng's embarrassment, and quickly smoothed things over: "Master... It seems that many of us have been injured, should we find a way to treat them?"

(End of this chapter)