The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation Chapter 1770: The person in the upper zone

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Hesitating that the situation is urgent, Chen Fan directly inquired about Gu Wentian that year after conquering the middle-level area.

But the answer made him ponder again.

I only saw everyone, you look at me, do I look at you, it means that I only heard the name Gu Wentian, but never knew what happened to the other party in this Kyushu prison!

Chen Fan frowned secretly. Even in the middle zone, did no one know the secrets passed down from ancient Wentian back then?

Who knows, when Chen Fan is thinking hard about what he should do next, a young monk who is not old, but looks very clever, stood up.

"Boss, I really don't know the rumors about Gu Wentian, but if anyone in the middle area knows, it must be that the ship is old."

"Old ship?" Chen Fan muttered to himself in confusion.

Someone immediately came forward to explain.

This ship is always the person who has lived and practiced the longest in Kyushu prison in the entire middle and lower levels.

It is said that he has been here for more than two hundred years.

No one knows the name of Mr. Chuan. According to his own words, he has forgotten.

The reason why he is called Chuan Lao is that for more than two hundred years, this old man has been aware of many secrets and rumors of Kyushu Prison, and he often tells them to others when he is okay.

Being in Kyushu Prison, I'm afraid it's the only pastime.

Therefore, the word "Boat Lao" was actually passed on from the very beginning, but it's just the one-and-one call for nothing, and everyone doesn't bother to pay attention.

In the past few years, the ship has become older and older, and has reached a situation where the oil is exhausted, and the time for storytelling is less than usual, so the sense of existence is very weak.

Chen Fan came to the middle area twice and never even saw the old man once.

At this time, after listening to everyone's account of the old boat, Chen Fan made a decisive decision and asked him to take him to see the old boat.

Just bypassing the all-encompassing passage in the cave dwelling, Chen Fan even forgot how long he had been walking, and finally saw the old ship leaning against the wall in a dim, narrow cave dwelling.

"Old ship, this is our new leader, don't you hurry up to see you?"

A self-proclaimed smart person hurriedly spoke up, but Chen Fan interrupted him.

Holding on the shoulders of Mr. Chuan, Chen Fan said gently: “Old Mr. Chuan does not want to salute. Just lie down like this. My name is Chen Fan. This time I want to ask you if you know what happened in the past. ."

As soon as this statement came out, Mr. Chuan finally opened his turbid eyes and glanced at Chen Fan, using a hoarse voice to say: "Gu Wentian? No one has mentioned this name for a long time. He... is he back again?"

Obviously, the old man is already a little confused, and the conversation with him is very difficult.

But Chen Fan can't give up this only opportunity. After all, from the words of Mr. Chuan, he must know Gu Wentian.

"Mr. Chuan, you are thinking about it, Gu Wentian, is the only person who has left Kyushu Prison for so many years."

In this way, the old ship finally remembered.

With a reminiscence in his expression, he said: "You are asking me Gu Wentian, about him, I heard word of mouth from many people back then."

"It is said that he was found guilty of stealing the treasure house of the emperor of the Great Jin Dynasty. After he came to Kyushu Prison, he was said to have been clamoring to meet someone, like the one in the upper zone."

"In the end, I didn't know if he saw it, but after a few years, I heard that he had left here, and I don't know what method he used."

The old man seems to be talking, and he seems to be immersed in the stories he heard from the past.

In any case, in Kyushu Prison, all the information is passed on through word of mouth in this way.

There is no way to distinguish the authenticity of the content, and everything can only rely on oneself to search for it.