The Back To Heaven

Naga

"We agreed before. He sent us through this mountain to the mountain ahead. However, after three days of walking, we found a cliff on the road. On the map, there should be a path there. I suppose. It was caused by an earthquake. When the guide arrived there, he noticed there was a discrepancy with the map, and he refused to move forward. After crossing the cliff, it was a place we agreed upon. We did not force him to return . "

Meng Qiongyun pointed with his hand forward, but was blocked by the dense forest. No matter how far away the forest was, there was a mountain covered in snow, and he could not see the place he was talking about.

Although Lin Hao could not see it, he nodded.

He was almost familiar with the map, and there was indeed a place in front, marked by Meng Qiongyun, which was a cliff.

Yu Mingji frowned and asked Meng Qiongyun, "You mean, those people might as well have a map in their hands, or do they know the route?"

"How is it possible? This map, which had always been kept in my family before, fell into the hands of your archaeological team. Besides, no one knows it anymore."

When Chang Sun Ying saw some people talking here, he also walked over, only to hear Yu Mingji's words and could not help but say it.

“Mistress Chang, there is at least one person who knows this map.” Meng Qiongyun shook his head. “At first, our entire archaeological team was almost destroyed. There's one survivor with me. He also left the whole trip. On the way, if you want to restore the map, it's not impossible."

“That person, who is it?” Chang Sun Ying raised his eyebrows.

Meng Qiongyun shook his head, sighed, and said, "I don't recognize him."

“You're on the same archaeological team, but you don't know him?” Chang Sun Ying looked suspicious.

Meng Qiongyun smiled bitterly: "Although we came here together, we were not familiar with him before. He found me and gave me a bronze map and invited me to lead the team to Kunlun. You could say, without this guy, there would be no archaeological activity that year."

Lin Hao narrowed slightly and said calmly, "You should always know his name."

"He claimed to be Han Peng and was an antique dealer. I had some doubts about him along the way. Since Kunlun escaped, we have separated. Over the years, even though I was paralyzed in bed, I also entrusted many friends to inquire about him. However, there was no result in this matter, and nothing was found. Not only was his identity wrong, but his name was also a fake."

Meng Qiongyun said, with a hint of self-blame, he sighed, his eyes dim.

For many years, he had always had a sense of guilt in his heart.

If he did not trust the man confidently and led the archaeological team to the mountain, the next tragedy would not have happened.

In the archaeological team, there were many of Meng Qiongyun's colleagues over the years, as well as the students he brought, so many lives were alive, because of his decision, he lost his life, he lost his life, and this also made him bear it in his heart. A great sense of guilt.

It was precisely because of this that Meng Qiongyun wanted to return to Kunlun again, he wanted to find out what happened, so as to provide an explanation to the members of the archaeological team who died here.

Yu Mingji muttered: "If you look at it like this, this matter is premeditated. This guy is intentional. When he approaches you, he has made up a lie. It might as well be every word he says to you, It's all well planned."

Meng Qiongyun sighed again without saying anything, but what he thought in his heart was generally the same as what Yu Mingji said.

"What are you talking about?"

Lin Hao glanced at Zi Xuan, and said, "Have you heard that other than this Kunlun, are there other sects similar to you?"

"I heard that Master said vaguely, they might exist, but he did not say the names of these sects, and he did not say where they were. I guess, those sects have been destroyed." Zi Xuan shrugged his shoulders unintentionally. Shrugging his shoulders, showing that he did not care if there were any other sects.

Although Chang Sun Ying did not know the origin of Zi Xuan, he also knew that the sect mentioned by Lin Hao was different from ordinary Wuxiu.

Yu Mingji curiously asked, "Secte Zixuan is still in Kunlun?"

Zi Xuan simply shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Regarding his three questions, Lin Hao had long gotten used to it and ignored it. He simply said: "I vaguely feel that there seems to be a large sect or an ancient family behind this matter. Someone infiltrated the Chang Sun family to steal the map, it was already planned."

“Is there really another sect?” Zi Xuan couldn't believe it.

"Maybe it might not be like your sect, Wu Xiu sect, it is also possible," said Lin Hao lightly.

The importance of Kunlun in China is unknown to him alone, and many ancient families and sects are equally aware.

For centuries, many people had wanted to explore the secrets in Kunlun, one of which was the Chang Sun Ying family, but they had never succeeded.

Meng Qiongyun said anxiously: "Master Lin, what should we do now? Those people had already rushed to the mountain in front of us. If they lead ..."

"It's okay, you didn't make it then, they still won't make it now." A grin appeared on Lin Hao's face.

Meng Qiongyun inevitably fought in the cold war and stammered: "You mean, that big snake is still alive?"

"Kunlun is where the Chinese dragon veins are located. This dragon is not only called by Feng Shui, but there really are inactive dragons in these mountains."

As Lin Hao spoke, he looked into the distance, with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.

“Dragon?” Meng Qiongyun was surprised.

This is a legendary beast. He doesn't believe at all. It will really exist. He was naturally quite surprised to hear Lin Hao say this.

Then he hurriedly said: "Master Lin, you didn't mean to say, that big snake is a dragon, right?"

"Of course not," Lin Hao did not expect Meng Qiongyun to think of such a thing, and said with a hint of funniness: "Although snakes can transform dragons through cultivation and tribulation, it is not easy.Otherwise, this world would have dragons everywhere, so it was not a rare thing."

“There's a dragon in Kunlun? Why haven't I met before?” Zi Xuan said excitedly.

Unlike Meng Qiongyun, as a monk, he believed in the existence of dragons. When he found out that there was a dragon in Kunlun, where he trained all year, he was naturally shocked.