1235: C1235 Smart Person Stupid Person?

C1235 Smart Person Stupid Person?

"Are you sure it was the poor Old Man you saw here?"

Under Zong Hu's lead, Lin Feng arrived at a low-lying valley. The sun was covered by vines, and it was very wet. It was very suitable for the survival of the Ancestral Ants. Since the members of the Ancestral Ant were all Divine Ancestor Level experts, they might not live in the dark underground like the Black Ant Clan.

However, after coming here, Lin Feng did not see the poor Old Man that Zong Hu was talking about. There was nothing on it, but there was a weak sense on the token. It could not deceive people, but it could not find the residence of the Ancestral Ant.

"Hubby, go there and take a look." Qing Huangtian looked around for a long time before her eyes suddenly darkened. She pointed to the bush beside her. There was something different about this bush. It was shaped like a mushroom, and there were small white stones around the round bush. It looked like a formation.

After Lin Feng walked past Qing Huangtian's finger, he immediately frowned. Then, he walked towards the bushes step by step. The aura on the token suddenly became much stronger. It was as if the clouds and mist were parted to reveal the bright moon. At this moment, the corner of Lin Feng's mouth curled up.

"Idiot, the Poor Old Man you see right now might have come out of here." Lin Feng laughed lightly and turned to look at Zong Hu. When Zong Hu thought about how the old man almost strangled him, he couldn't help but shiver.

"That Poor Old Man seems to be even more powerful than sister-in-law." Zong Hu said with a worried expression. He didn't want anything to happen to his big brother. Boss Song and his brother had been killed. If something happened to Xiu Luo, he really didn't know what to do. A piece of trash from the Strength Domain had been chased out and was homeless.

"It's very normal. The Ancestral Ant Clan is very strong. Otherwise, it would be impossible for the Realm Dragon Clan to eradicate the entire Ant Clan for them." Lin Feng nodded with a serious expression. He had thought of this long ago, so when Zong Hu said it, he was not surprised.

"Hehe, boy, it seems that you are quite sensible!"

"Who is it? Get the hell out here!"

Suddenly, the cold laughter of the old man and the angry rebuke of Qing Huangtian exploded at the same time. Then, Lin Feng and the other two saw a golden light flash behind the bushes. After the light faded, a little old man less than a meter and a half tall walked out with his eyes narrowed like a mouse.

Lin Feng deliberately glanced at the old man's feet. It was only the size of a palm. As expected, it was Poor Old Man. Although the old man was short, he had a unique appearance. He wore a long coat, no pants, and no shoes, making him look like a ghost with an extra head.

The old man had a long white beard that was half a meter long, almost half his height. Judging from the old man's aura, Lin Feng had to admit that he was indeed stronger than Qing Huangtian, but they were both in the category of Spirit-Grade Divine Ancestor.

"Senior, sorry to bother you." Lin Feng clenched his fists and looked at the other party apologetically. No matter what happened to the Ancestral Ant Clan, he couldn't afford to lose this courtesy of his.

"Okay, no worries, no worries. etiquette is not important to my Ancestral Ant race." Poor Old Man stroked his beard and stared at Xiu Luo with a smile on his face as he spoke slowly.

Lin Feng raised his head and stood in front of the poor Old Man. The difference between the two of them was not too great, only about the distance of two heads, but standing next to Zong Hu, the old man only reached Zong Hu's waist.

Zong Hu hid behind Lin Feng and stared coldly at the old man with his hammer in his hand. He was afraid that the old man would continue to hit him.

Poor Old Man seemed to have a lot of interest in Zong Hu. He looked at the two-meter-tall giant with a smile on his face, but it looked so scary.

"Hehe!" The old man laughed sinisterly. Zong Hu felt that his bones were about to break and his face could not help but turn pale. Lin Feng smiled bitterly and could only stop Zong Hu and the old man. He then said with a smile, "Senior, junior Xiu Luo has come to pay his respects to the Ancestral Ant race!"

"Oh, you're Xiu Luo?" When Poor Old Man heard Lin Feng take the initiative to reveal his identity, his face changed slightly. He thought about the change in the Ant Clan, but he quickly felt relieved. He still had a smile on his face: "Did you know that Xiu Luo destroyed the Black Ant Clan?"

"What? I destroyed the Black Ant Clan?" Lin Feng thought that the poor Old Man would let him go to the Ancestral Ant Clan's place of survival to take a look. Who knew that the old man's words would explode in Lin Feng's ears like thunder from the ninth heaven? His ears were buzzing as he thought about how the Black Ant King knelt down and apologized to him, and how the Old Black Ant King had given him the Black Ant Pill.

Lin Feng's gaze turned cold bit by bit, and a sharp blade light appeared at the corner of his eyes. It looked extremely terrifying. When Poor Old Man saw this scene, he came up with a simple deduction and conclusion.

"I didn't say that you killed him. I said that Xiu Luo killed him!" Poor Old Man smiled faintly and turned around to face the Divine Ancestor. His slightly hunched back seemed to tell of the old man's past.

"Come with me." After the old man said that, he turned into a ray of light and disappeared behind the shrubbery. Lin Feng and the other two quickly walked in and immediately saw a six light pattern. Stepping on it, Lin Feng immediately felt a strong sense of time and space, and then he felt dizzy.

Finally, Lin Feng, Qing Huangtian, and Zong Hu disappeared behind the bushes.

It was a hallucinatory world, not a big world, but full of lights, colorful lights with a special luster, and with its own temperature, like so many small suns, that lit up the whole world.

The Ancestral Ant Clan was actually living in such a place. This was simply a small world within the Painting of Splendid Mountain And Rivers. After entering this world, Lin Feng felt that the vital energy in his meridians was also being activated, as if there was a faint sign that he was about to break through to the next realm.

Poor Old Man was the one who reacted the most naturally. He had lived here for many years, more than two hundred thousand years, and it was also the best living environment in the Ant Clan.

If the old man said it, Lin Feng had to agree. The Black Ant Clan lived in a dark underground nest, and the Ancestral Ants lived in this colorful world with its own temperature. It was really a drop in heaven and earth.

"This is a small world that the few of us have built together. It is only a few dozen kilometers in radius. Walk forward and you will see the Ancestral Ant village!"

Poor Old Man continued to walk with his hands behind his back and led Lin Feng and the other two. He did not care about the fact that Xiu Luo had destroyed the Black Ant Clan at all. This was the difference between a smart person and a muddle-headed person.1

He knew that the Black Ant Clan had given the Black Ant Pill to Xiu Luo, and he had also smelled the aura of the Black Ant Pill when he saw Xiu Luo. Since the Black Ant Pill was already in Xiu Luo's hands, why did Xiu Luo kill everyone in the Black Ant Clan? This was completely unnecessary, and if Xiu Luo really wanted to anger the Ant Clan, it would be impossible for him to come to the Ancestral Ant Clan so openly.

And judging from the time and place of the accident, it was impossible for Xiu Luo to destroy the Black Ant Clan and the time that Xiu Luo came to the Ancestral Ant's residence. Unless Xiu Luo had the strength to surpass the Spirit-Grade Divine Ancestor, but it was impossible.

Thinking about it, the Ancestral Ant race was sure that there were two Xiu Luos, one real and one fake. It was really the Xiu Luo in front of them, and the fake one was to frame the Xiu Luo in front of them. It was a little awkward to think about it, but it was very clear.

The people of the Ancestral Ant were all extremely intelligent. It was impossible for a little trick like Fake Cheng Shan to work in front of them.

This was the difference between a smart person and a muddle-headed person. Fake Cheng Shan thought himself to be a smart person, but in the eyes of the Ancestral Ant, he was just a smart aleck. The truth was that he was a fool.

"We're here. Look forward and see which brother you choose. Provoke him directly and take ten moves from him. Then you will win his favor and he will be able to carry out the Soul Contract with you!"

"If you fail, then get the hell out of here!"

At this moment, Poor Old Man's voice sounded in Lin Feng's ears. He quickly raised his head and looked ahead, and his expression changed slightly.

...

"Jing Rui, how is the Ancestral Ant Clan?" The Earth Ancestor looked at City Lord Jing Rui with a complicated expression. There was not much of a smile on his face. He was in a bad mood after the Black Ant Clan was killed. Although everything in the Splendid Mountains and And Rivers could be revived or killed, this was his negligence.

Why didn't he notice the entrance of Fake Cheng Shan? The great ancestor of the north, or the former ancestor of the north, had made such a big mistake that he wanted to slap himself twice, but he held back.

City Lord Jing Rui knew what the Earth Ancestor was thinking, but what could he do? No one could stop this Man in Black anymore. No matter what he did, he could only watch silently. If the three of them reached out their hands to stop him, they would break the rules of the Painting of Splendid Mountains and And Rivers, and the entire world would immediately shatter. At that time, not only would they harm the remaining representatives of the Bajiao Domain, but they would also harm the Ant Clan.

"Senior, don't think too much about it. No matter what, this is not a bad thing. At least it can train Lin Feng, right?" The corner of Jing Rui's mouth faintly curled up, but it was somewhat bitter. He was afraid that he would not believe his own words.

This was not training at all. This was trouble. If it wasn't for the memory crystal recording the entire process of Fake Cheng Shan framing Xiu Luo, it would be hard to imagine what kind of treatment Lin Feng would receive in the Bajiao Domain when he went out.

Although the Bajiao Domain was independent and did not have a united heart, Fake Cheng Shan's trap had united the people of the Bajiao Domain to fight against Xiu Luo. This was also a good plan of Fake Cheng Shan.

It was just that the higher the devil, the higher it would be. They couldn't let him succeed. In addition to Lin Feng's methods, they also needed their scheme.

The Earth Ancestor didn't say anything, but everyone could see the complicated expression on his face. The patriarch of the Dragon Ant Clan didn't say anything. He silently thought to himself, Can this Xiu Luo be put in an important position? What if he is killed by ten old freaks? What should I do?

It was not a problem to revive Xiu Luo, but the future Ant Clan would be in a state of confusion!

"The ten of you old fellows have to train him properly!"

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