Wang Feng really didn't expect that the last time the ancestral jade pendant sucked away the dragon qi of Huaguo, it would have such a big impact, and looking at the things he wrote down, Wang Feng was also worried in his heart.

Listening to Zou Tianyi's words, the old man looked at the things written on the paper, and his face also showed a worried look, although the old man didn't believe much in these strange things, but since these things have existed for thousands of years, they naturally have a reason for their existence, and sometimes they have to believe it.

"Prime Minister, I am still the hall master of Shennongmen's Outer Hall, and Zhishan Hall is under my control, if these things really happen, I dare not guarantee anything else, I have all the medicine covered." Wang Feng looked at the worried look on the old man's face and said very seriously.

Listening to Wang Feng's words, the old man nodded and said, "It's good that you can have this heart, although these things may happen, it may not happen at all, but no matter what, it's always right to be prepared." ”

Wang Feng and Zou Tianyi listened to the old man's words and nodded, Zou Tianyi admired and believed that Wang Feng could calculate the next ten years, so his expression was still very solemn.

"Okay, it's not too early, you go back first, Lao Zou, you send it for me." The old man waved his hand and said.

After listening to the old man's words, Wang Feng got up and saluted and walked out, Zou Tianyi followed out to see Wang Feng, and while walking, Zou Tianyi said to Wang Feng, "You kid played tricks with me last time, and you still didn't admit that you got the inheritance of the Three Emperor Fu, this time you showed your stuffing, right?" ”

"Old man, you have wronged me again, haven't you, this is my natural intelligence, my surname is unparalleled, isn't it divination, can this little thing still stump me?" Wang Feng listened to Zou Tianyi's words, and naturally started talking nonsense.

Zou Tianyi naturally didn't believe Wang Feng's words, but he didn't continue to ask, and after listening to Wang Feng's words, he said, "Whether you get the inheritance of the Three Emperor Talismans or not, the old man hopes that you can have the world in mind and benefit the people of Huaguo, which is only good for you, not harmful." ”

After listening to Zou Tianyi's words, Wang Feng nodded, do good deeds, accumulate yin virtue, Wang Feng naturally understands very well, there is no need for Zou Tianyi to say, Wang Feng will do the same.

"Okay, let Zhongxian send you back, I won't send you." When he walked to the door, Zou Tianyi spoke.

Hearing this, Wang Feng nodded, got into the car with Li Banxian'er again, returned to his residence, and tossed all night, it was almost twelve o'clock, and Wang Feng's National Day holiday also began.

On the first day of the National Day holiday, at the foot of Shaomu Mountain in Henan Province, Wang Feng, Wang Dali, A Bao and Mo Xiaohong were visiting everywhere, and the tour guide was naturally Wuchen, a disciple of the Big Buddha Temple.

"Wuchen, the scenery here in your Big Buddha Temple is really good." Wang Feng looked at the surrounding scenery and said with emotion.

After listening to Wang Feng's words, Wuchen, who was walking in front, snorted coldly, and didn't mean to pay attention to Wang Feng at all, because Wuchen knew that Wang Feng would definitely have nothing good to do when he came to the Big Buddha Temple, and he was always on guard in his heart.

Wang Feng didn't care about Wuchen's attitude, but when it was time to eat lunch, Wang Feng slaughtered Wuchen fiercely, and almost cried Wuchen with Wang Dali.

In the afternoon, I walked around for another afternoon, and in the evening, Ah Bao and Mo Xiaohong went back to the hotel to rest, while Wang Feng pulled Wuchen and Wang Dali quietly came to the back mountain of the Big Buddha Temple.

"Wang Feng, what are you going to do?" Wuchen asked Wang Feng vigilantly.

After listening to Wuchen's words, Wang Feng grinned and said softly, "Wuchen, I heard that there is a sweeping monk in your Great Buddha Temple who is particularly powerful, and I want to fight with him." ”

"Sweeper? Wang Feng: You've read too many novels, right? Wuchen listened to Wang Feng's words and replied very unhappily.

He knew that Wang Feng would definitely not be good when he came to the Big Buddha Temple, even if the Big Buddha Temple did not sweep the monks, this kid would definitely go to the abbot and the abbot to fight, so of course Wuchen was very unhappy with Wang Feng.

Wang Feng listened to Wuchen's words, and said to Wuchen with a smile, "Wuchen, don't believe it, I listened to Kong Xi and his grandfather, Kong Xi you know, right?" The one of Confucianism, his grandfather is the old head of the Confucian family, and he said that there is a sweeping monk in your Big Buddha Temple, and he is also in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of your Big Buddha Temple. ”

Listening to Wang Feng's words, Wuchen frowned, what Wang Feng said made him believe it, because although Wuchen was the most outstanding disciple of the Great Buddha Temple in the past hundred years, he had never been to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, so whether there was a sweeping monk in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, Wuchen really didn't know.

"Let's go, let's have a look?" Wang Feng stabbed Wuchen with his arm and said with a smile.

After speaking, without waiting for Wuchen to answer, Wang Feng and Wang Dali rushed to the front, seeing this, Wuchen also hurriedly followed, Wuchen was also young, naturally young and enthusiastic, naturally interested in such a new thing.

The three of them quickly ran towards the mountain behind the Big Buddha Temple, and soon came to the location of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, although there were many monks guarding it, but with the strength of Wang Feng and the three of them, they naturally avoided it easily.

After infiltrating the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, Wuchen said to Wang Feng, "Remember, don't move, or I'll fight with you." ”

This is the important place of the Big Buddha Temple, and they have already violated the door rules by sneaking in, if Wang Feng and them are allowed to flip through the various classics in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, then his sin of Wuchen will be great.

"Don't worry, let's just fight with the sweeping monk." Wang Feng said solemnly to Wuchen.

However, as he spoke, Wang Feng's eyes kept scanning the bookshelves in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and after seeing a Buddhist scripture, his eyes lit up immediately, so he ran over and reached out directly to pick it up.

"Wang Feng, you bastard, didn't you say you wouldn't move?" When Wuchen saw Wang Feng pick up the Buddhist scriptures, he immediately shouted.

Wang Feng listened to Wuchen's words, looked at the Buddhist scripture called "Lenga Sutra" in his hand, and hurriedly flipped through it, and said to Wuchen while flipping it, "Wuchen, didn't you say that there is Jiuyang Divine Skill in this?" Why not? ”

"Fart! Is that a novel good? Our Big Buddha Temple does not have Jiuyang magic at all! Wuchen was relieved to see that Wang Feng was holding a Buddhist scripture, but he was more wary of Wang Feng.

After listening to Wuchen's words, Wang Feng put down the Buddhist scriptures in great disappointment, and then walked around in front of the rows of bookshelves, and asked Wuchen as he walked, "Wuchen, isn't your Big Buddha Temple claimed to have seventy-two stunts, why aren't there any here?" ”

"Nonsense, it's not going to be a steal from people like you here? Hidden, of course. Wuchen listened to Wang Feng's words and replied angrily, and said in his heart that Wang Feng really came for the seventy-two stunts.

Wang Feng listened to Wuchen's words, and was naturally very disappointed, in addition to coming to the Big Buddha Temple to fight with sweeping monks and stimulate the true qi in his body, what Wang Feng wanted most was to steal the seventy-two stunts of the Big Buddha Temple, but it seemed that this matter was going to fail.

"What about the sweeping monk? We've been here for so long, why hasn't he come out yet, he really doesn't have any master demeanor. Wang Feng, who was depressed, said very unhappily.

Just as Wang Feng's words fell, suddenly a voice sounded in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, "Are you looking for an old monk?" ”

With this voice appearing, a fat monk wearing a gray monk's robe and not tall, but a fat monk appeared in front of Wang Feng and them, silently, as if he appeared out of thin air, which scared Wang Feng.

"Old monk, where is your broom? You're not acting in the right way, so hurry up and get the broom and reappear again. Wang Feng looked at the old monk who appeared in front of him and said loudly.

The old monk who looked to be fifty or sixty years old listened to Wang Feng's words and looked at Wang Feng with a smile on his face, and the way the fat monk laughed reminded Wang Feng of Maitreya Buddha who was always smiling.

"The righteousness of the Legalists and the righteousness of Confucianism have not exploded your kid, and it has also allowed your kid to cultivate the true qi of the inner family, and your kid is still a wonder." The old monk said to Wang Feng with a smile.

Listening to the old monk's words, Wang Dali and Wuchen both looked at Wang Feng with wide eyes, especially Wang Dali, who shouted loudly to Wang Feng, "Wang Feng, when did you cultivate your true qi?" ”

"It's been a few days, and I didn't tell you when I saw that you were busy falling in love with Pepper." Wang Feng listened to Wang Dali's words and replied with a smile.

Wang Dali listened to Wang Feng's words, and his big face immediately darkened, when was he busy falling in love with Mo Xiaohong? Wang Dali spends seventeen or eighteen hours a day on cultivation, and he has no time to accompany Mo Xiaohong at all.

But that's it, Wang Dali has only just cultivated his internal strength to the realm of Gangjin Perfection, and this is only the last time he was able to do it with the help of the red light emitted by the stone man, and Wang Feng actually surpassed Wang Dali quietly, which made Wang Dali very unconvinced.

Looking at Wang Dali's black face, Wang Feng grinned, then looked at the old monk and said, "Old monk, do you know Kong Wentai?" He asked me to come to you to fight, and if you were really beaten by me, you can't blame me. ”

"I guessed it was the nerd a long time ago, and no one was as careful as him except him." The old monk listened to Wang Feng's words and replied with a smile.

After listening to the old monk's words, Wang Feng said to the old monk again, "Old monk, let's fight with a little bit of color, if I win you, you have to show me all the seventy-two stunts of the Big Buddha Temple." ”

"What if you lose?" The old monk listened to Wang Feng's words and asked with a smile.

Hearing this, Wang Feng's eyes rolled and he said with a very confident look, "Impossible, how can a master like me lose!" ”

"It's quite slippery, since you are so confident, the old monk will play with you." The old monk listened to Wang Feng's words, squinted his eyes, and said with a smile.

Listening to the old monk's words, Wang Feng smiled and rushed directly towards the mysterious old monk in the scripture pavilion.

Seeing this, the old monk's body flashed, and he floated directly to the outside of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and the speed was so fast that Wang Feng couldn't reach it!