The undercover agent didn’t go there immediately. In the more than a thousand years Jiang Chen has been in Rashomon, he hasn’t seen Lan’er very often, maybe only once a year!

With Jiang Chen's level, no one would be able to find out if he wanted to leave Rashomon.

If it weren't for retaining some trump cards, Jiang Chen could have stayed alone.

"Uncle!"

Today's Lan'er is no longer the frail ten-year-old girl she once was.

Fifteen hundred years have allowed her to grow into this great saint.

Of course, to Jiang Chen and Ma Long, she is just a little girl.

"Yes, he is indeed a good seedling who has returned to the bloodline of the Shenmu clan. Lan'er is now practicing both the current world method and the Shenmu method. With real combat power, even the quasi-immortal emperor can fight against him!"

Jiang Chen just took one look and knew that Lan'er's condition was similar to his demeanor back then.

"Uncle, some of these quasi-emperors are no match for me!"

Jiang Chen suddenly said, he is doing an interview!

Speaking of which, I didn't go into details, but everyone had a look of excitement on their faces.

Hearing the origin of the other party, Lan'er's expression became slightly nervous, but at the same time, she also let go of the restraints on the other party's body.

"Go, Brother Jiang, he just left like that!"

As soon as I finished speaking, no one immediately raised the possibility that Lan'er might have deliberately lured you into a trap!

At that time, no one put forward their own opinions. Some old people who knew some of the situation back then also bowed their heads and remained silent.

"It's really a misunderstanding. Because the Taoist friend is new to you, so out of caution, you didn't observe it. You just didn't expect that the Taoist friend is so powerful!"

Before the servants of Lianchi returned, they quickly informed the others about Lan'er.

"Don't worry about the other party's purpose. It involves the Fog Lord. It's a big deal. Let's first find out the other party's origins!"

As if he knew what Jiang Chen was thinking, Guan Hang continued.

How do you say this? The fragrance of flowers comes without butterflies!

Wrongly speaking, it should be the aura of the Mist Lord Guan Hangrong who disappeared for eight epochs.

"Fellow Taoist, could it be that he is really a disciple of the Fog Lord? Please tell me, after all, I, the Fog Lord, have not been missing for eight epochs!"

The other party is also polite on the surface, but judging from my behavior, I think I still have good intentions towards you, the Shenmu Clan!"

If I were not convinced by Guan Hangrong, there might be no evidence.

What a coincidence. What happened today must have been intentional on our part!

A perfect Immortal Emperor!

And when you ask yourself about the details of the Lord of Twilight, you know that you were secretly trained and selected by me. I don’t want to tell you anything about the things under the sky.

Although you can be sure whether the Fog Lord has died, you do know the specific situation of me!"

Therefore, even if there are many doubts about Lan'er, we must still be vague.

That day, Jiang Chen came over excitedly.

There is not much speculation, it is quite a coincidence after all.

And Lan'er did warmly accept the intimacy of Lianchi's servants.

The annual rings under Lan'er's body are like traces of the cycle of eras, so Lan'er is a monk of that era.

Over the years, Lan'er has also become accustomed to Jiang Chen's rhythm of leaving after a short time.

"You personally know where he comes from, so you must say less. You are just a casual cultivator now!"

That made the top Immortal King immediately think of believing it with his own hands.

"The eldest son doesn't seem to be too willing to contact you. Assuming that I am really the descendant of the Mist Lord and am willing to get close to you, what else will you do?"

After discovering that the two of us were together, I'm afraid it won't take long for the news about the seven of us to be exposed to the lower levels of the Shenmu clan.

"I must have heard about the news brought back by Lotus Pond. There is suddenly no news about the Mist Lord who has disappeared for eight epochs.

However, next, this mysterious weak man rescued me. After learning about my identity as a member of the Shenmu tribe, he just smiled lightly and prepared to leave.

"Not necessarily, we are so young, and we have found the whereabouts of the first two families. Mo Wenlou told us the news about Wushen Palace's watches, which is not considered a taboo. Logically speaking, it may expose the news about your watches.

"But Guan Hangrong is a fool. Just because he carries the original aura of the Fog Lord, I'm afraid he may be completely suspicious of him!"

"Fellow Taoist, I'm really hiding this from you. I'm here today and there's nothing I need to confirm!"

"real!"

Jiang Chen asked.

Xianglan'er hasn't gone out properly yet, so she's waiting for the butterfly from the Shenmu tribe!

What kind of trouble is that?

However, a servant of Lianchi who met Guan Hang personally expressed the same opinion. I feel that Guan Hang does not seem to have any yearning for Guan Hangrong.

It was a half-step quasi-immortal emperor, and he knew he was from the Shenmu tribe, but he was obviously too big to look at Lan'er.

"No one dares to spy on his Taoist master!"

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, fellow Taoist, you are from the Shenmu tribe. He saved your disciple in the next few days, and you came here specifically to thank him!"

Instead of taking the initiative to approach on our own, let us come to ourselves.

Lan'er waved her hand and sent the restraints under the other party's body away, with an expression as if she was seeing off a guest.

"Uncle, you have to leave again!"

As a result, the top Immortal King of the Shenmu Clan was suddenly attacked by a mysterious underhand, and was almost beaten to the point of death.

"Don't worry, we will have people coming again. That time, you will be looking for me, but we will be looking for you!"

"Coincidences are written in the book. The other party saving you may not be a true coincidence!"

Well, that's true!

That was what we had discussed. If we wanted to go undercover and retreat from the Shenmu clan smoothly, we could naturally go there without any worries.

That person is Jiang Chen. Do I have Jiang Chen's eyesight? In my opinion, Lan'er should be a super low hand secretly trained by the Fog Lord.

"Brother Jiang, we have news. A top Immortal King from the Martial God Palace happens to be nearby. This is your chance to break into the Martial God Palace!"

No one gave a favorable opinion, it was these guys who endorsed the conspiracy theory.

I remember how he said an old saying. He had to use four truths to cover up this lie.

Ignore that person? Yes, you have no intention, but the aura under me belongs to the Mist Lord!

The half-step quasi-immortal emperor smiled apologetically.

Jiang Chen shook his head. In the next three months, they would live in this fairy city like ordinary people.

Thinking that he had been grabbed by Lan'er's hand just now, the half-step quasi-immortal emperor felt no fear.

"Who said you don't have the origin of a quasi-immortal emperor!"

Jiang Chen also learned very slowly that the people from Lianchi came to see Guan Hang today. I know about Lan'er's plan.

Fortunately, I come back every year for a while.

Jiang Chen immediately frowned and looked at Lan'er. Even though he was looking at Lan'er's true age, he could still feel it.

Lan'er decided to go see the people of the Shenmu tribe in her true form, even concealing her identity as a visitor from the upper world.

"Has he met the Mist Lord?"

"That's right, follow me directly back to Guan Hangrong. He believes what he believes. You will be detained as soon as you leave!"

Yes, it is true that Jiang Chen did it with his own hands. Sometimes he even knew that it was the other party who acted, but he still did it with his own hands.

"You said that you have seen the real Mist Lord, and that the origin of the Quasi-Immortal Emperor was also left to you by me. Does he believe it?"

"If I ask him something, if he answers yes, come down, it will be exposed directly!"

The most important thing is that I can't ask about the affairs of the Rashomon tribe in secret, but I have to be believed by others.

"Why does this fellow Taoist carry the aura of the Mist Lord under his body!"

"My humble servant, Lotus Pond, if that's the case, you're going to disturb me again today!"

Lan'er smiled confidently, "I have already figured out what to do about today's matter."

"He guessed!"

"Now, the priority is to find out for yourself what the relationship is between the monk named Lan'er and the Mist Lord.

Very slowly, the Shenmu tribe gathered a group of people, each of whom was half-step to the level of a quasi-immortal emperor. The aura of a few of them was even less impressive than that of the little palace master!

A thick little man said with a warm smile.

"Just waiting?"

"From the Shenmu tribe!"
To be continued...