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Chapter 133 Chapter Fourteen

Xiao Longnu was very moved. Even though Lian Xing said so, he really didn't have any confidence in his heart.What is this river of water?Where is the Tiangong tomb?Lian Xingxin really has no clue. Lian Xing turned his head and said to the coachman, "Brother Coachman, we only have to look at you now." The coachman smiled slightly and said, "My brother, to be honest, this is the first time I have come to Mount Everest. As for the exact location of the Tiangong tomb, I also have a rough idea." Lian Xing nodded, slightly disappointed in his heart, and said slowly: "If that's the case, let's ask the coachman to talk about it, so we can refer to it in detail."

The coachman pondered for a while, and said slowly: "I knew about the Tiangong tomb on Mount Everest more than ten years ago. At that time, I met a friend by chance in Luzhong." Speaking of this, he paused , said to Lian Xing: "I'm also a member of your family——" Lian Xing's heart moved, but his face remained calm, he thought: "Could this coachman have already seen who we are?" Da Kui couldn't bear it anymore, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "Do you know who we are? How did you know?" The coachman smiled and said: "I have been with you for more than a month, if I can no longer see your background, wouldn't my decades of being in the rivers and lakes be in vain?"

Da Kui snorted and said, "Then what sect do you think we belong to?" The coachman looked at Da Kui, and said slowly: "The leader of the next five sects is the Dao Dou faction, and you are the Taoist sect of Qianshan." Da Kui was taken aback, and wondered: "How do you know?" As soon as this sentence came out, it was admitted that the coachman had already guessed right.The coachman said slowly: "This is one of the four major sects. This Captain Mojin has been passed down through the ages. King Mojin only passed on six major disciples. Besides, there are no branches. These six major disciples are also all of age. Already tall. Not a young man. That Faqiu Lingguan didn’t know of any disciples who entered the house. All the arts were passed on to his son. But when his son was in his prime, he suddenly disappeared and his whereabouts are unknown. After that, this Fengqiu Lingguan and his granddaughter depended on each other for life. -"

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