The sky gradually darkened, and He Cangwu walked along the road of Menglin Village towards Lao He's house.

When the villagers along the way saw He Cangwu walking in the direction of Lao He's house, they all showed surprised expressions.

"Ahh Unexpectedly, there is another person who is related to the art of war! ”

"Yes! This is the second time in 30 years that He Lao has gone to He Tianwang's mansion! ”

He Cangwu ignored what the villagers said along the way, and he walked towards Lao He's house with a firm goal.

"Ancestor, Cangwu asks to see!"

It didn't take long for He Cangwu to come to a huge mansion, different from other houses, this mansion was made of square mountain stones, and on both sides of the gate stood two stone unicorns, they showed their teeth and claws, and looked extremely majestic in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Walking to the door, He Cangwu put down the pillar staff, and then bowed to the mansion, chanting in his mouth: "The destined person has appeared!" ”

After saying that, he jumped lightly, and his two hands were violently discharged, and in an instant the door was shaken open by the force of his palm. If Li Gengyun and He Jin saw He Cangwu's performance, they would definitely be surprised, because the current He Cangwu's body and internal strength are definitely first-class masters, completely different from the previous performance of the old dragon clock, it turns out that He Cangwu is also a master!

He Cangwu's internal force was strong, and the door was shaken open in an instant, and then he slowly walked into the mansion, and after he entered the Heavenly King's Mansion, the gate closed again.

When he came to the front yard, He Cangwu did not walk in directly, but carefully observed the potholed ground in the front yard. The sun was about to set, and the moment the gate closed, the potholes in the front yard magically moved, moving faster and faster as time went on.

However, as he moved, the soil covering it gradually scattered, and He Cangwu clearly saw that the potholes were all stone slabs with words engraved, and each stone slab was engraved with a word.

If he wanted to enter the inner courtyard, He Cangwu had to step on these moving stone slabs. The words on each slate are different, this is a formation, you need to step on the slate of the corresponding text to pass, otherwise the organs in the front yard will be activated, no matter how high your martial arts are, you can't stop these organs.

"Hey!"

Said that it was too late, He Cangwu kicked his feet, and jumped on a stone slab in an instant, he stared closely at the next stone slab, and after a breath, the next corresponding stone slab also appeared in front of his eyes, without any extra movements, he jumped up again and stepped on the stone slab.

The distance from the gate to the inner courtyard is a full ten meters, and the length of each stone slab is about two meters.

"I haven't been here for so many years, and the speed of this slate hasn't slowed down at all!"

He Cangwu looked at the speed of the stone slab's movement, with a little solemnity on his face, there is no room for any mistakes, one wrong step is the death of Huangquan.

Immediately afterwards, the third stone slab moved in front of He Cangwu, and he seized the opportunity to step on it, and the stone slab stopped under his feet, followed by the fourth and fifth slabs.

The last slate He Cangwu has not yet been found, because the speed of the slate moving at this time can already be described as fast, plus the sun has set, the sky has completely darkened, ordinary people can only see something moving on the ground now, and they can't tell whether it is a slate or something else.

"It's coming!"

At this moment, He Cangwu saw a stone slab turning rapidly, stepped on it dexterously, and successfully passed through the organ road in the front yard and came to the inner courtyard.

"Whew! Fortunately, there is no old eye dizziness, otherwise this old life would be gone! ”

He Cangwu, who successfully passed the front yard organ, also breathed a long sigh of relief, he looked at the fixed position of the stone slabs behind him, wiped the sweat stains on his forehead, patted off the dirt and ashes on his body, tidied up his appearance, and walked into the inner courtyard.

As soon as I walked into the inner courtyard, a candle suddenly lit up on the pillars of the inner courtyard, and the entire inner courtyard was illuminated by the light of the candles.

I saw that there were four guest chairs on both sides of the inner courtyard, and a Taishi chair was placed on top of the high hall. However, the chairs were already full of dust, and He Cangwu's face also showed a trace of unbearability, shaking his head and walking in.

"Ancestor, why do you bother? If you let Liu Zhen and them know that there is no one to clean your home after the death of He Tianwang, what will it be? But they have also returned to dust, and dust has returned to dust. The Great Song Dynasty established by Liu Zhen was destroyed by foreign races, and the world has been in turmoil, hoping that the ancestors' Tianzong military art can reproduce the magic and restore peace in the world. ”

He Cangwu muttered to himself and came to the Taishi chair placed on the high hall, then knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the Taishi chair three times: "The ancestor is above, and the thirteenth generation of descendants He Cangwu asks to see him, and he asks to borrow the art of war from the sky." Tomorrow morning, it will be returned! ”

After he kowtowed three times, the mechanism in the inner courtyard was activated, and the Taishi chair slowly sank along the stone slab on the ground, and after a while, it slowly rose again. However, on the Taishi chair that rose up, there was a book made of pure gold. Through the light of the candle, you can see that there are four big characters written on the book, "The Art of Heavenly Warfare", which is the genuine Heavenly Art of War, that is, the treasure left by He Zhizhang.

The organ stopped, He Cangwu did not stand up directly, but continued to say a few words to the Taishi chair: "Ancestor, please forgive your sins, Cangwu is not going to borrow the Tianzong Art of War this time to learn from the descendants of the He family, but an outsider." Cangwu knows the ancestral teachings, no matter who is fateful, they can borrow the Heavenly Column Art of War for a day. It's just, hey, it's just that Cangwu wants to confess to his ancestors that He Jin, the sixteenth generation descendant of the He family, although he is extremely talented, does not like culture, if he is willing, I believe that the He family is also a successor. Ay! ”

He Cangwu kowtowed three more times as he spoke, then got up, very respectfully took the original of the Heavenly Column Art of War into his arms, slowly retreated, and withdrew from the inner courtyard.

After exiting the inner courtyard, the inner courtyard door automatically closes, and the candles in the room are extinguished at the same time.

He Cangwu, who came out of the inner courtyard, looked at the words displayed by the frozen stone slabs in the front yard, and couldn't help but smile and shook his head, and then he stepped on those stone slabs again, and walked smoothly to the gate, with a light touch, the door opened automatically, and after he left, the gate closed automatically.

He carried the art of war, and then picked up the pillar staff on the ground again, and at this time he became the old dragon bell He Cangwu again, and slowly walked towards his home with the pillar staff.

After he left, in the front yard of He Tianwang's mansion, the stone slabs that were originally lined up slowly began to move, and if anyone saw the words on the stone slabs, they would probably not help but laugh: "He Zhizhang is a genius."