Wang Yangming, whose real name is Wang Shouren, is known as Bo'an, alias Yangming, and is the master of ancient heart learning.

His study of the mind was widely spread and had a profound influence on later generations.

Later generations called him the first person in the ages, the last saint of Daxuan.

There are stories about him, and Anqi has heard many in his life and in his life.

Yangmingshan, where Xue Zheng is located, was renamed to commemorate this saint.

It is said that this Mr. Yang Ming is also a great master of meritorious deeds, and there was a long howl when practicing qi, which caused the camp to roar.

Could this saint, who has been passed down for a long time and is respected by the world, be one of the few who has crossed that threshold in Xue Zheng's mouth?

His handwriting......

An Qisheng's eyes sank, and his heart became interested.

"The owner of the tomb is said to be a friend of Mr. Yangming, and he kept Mr.'s handbook, but unfortunately, it was stolen by this group of tomb robbers!"

Zhou Guolin sighed:

"I hope that before they are caught, these cultural relics will not be destroyed by them."

The things in the ancient tombs, these tomb robbers don't know how to protect them at all, and I don't know how many precious cultural relics have been destroyed by these tomb robbers.

"Since they want to smuggle cultural relics, they should take good care of them."

An Qisheng comforted.

"Hopefully."

Zhou Guolin shook his head slightly.

Many of the stolen tombs are ancient books, which are no better than ceramics, copper and iron, and can be easily destroyed if they are not well preserved.

In between the two conversations, the train arrives at the station.

Zhou Guolin got up and said goodbye to An Qisheng, turned around and was about to press Shan Yi to get out of the car.

Shan Yi looked at An Qisheng's eyes and became more and more resentful.

"Be a good person in your next life."

With a faint smile, An Qisheng patted Shan Yi's shoulder.

Silently, a wisp of strength sank into its body.

"You, what did you do?"

Shan Yi only felt a pain in his heart, and his eyes turned red.

"A gift for you."

An Qisheng replied lightly.

Shan Yi was taken away and waiting for him must have a peanut, but just in case, he still sent a dark force to destroy his heart and blood vessels.

He won't die immediately, but if he dares to fight with someone, his heart will inevitably burst under the vigor of qi and blood.

"Look at what, look!"

The law enforcement team pulled the handcuffs and pulled Shan Yi away.

"Wang Yangming's Handwritten ......"

An Qisheng's fingers tapped on the table, thoughtful.

As early as when he knew that through the handwritten books left by his predecessors as a medium, he could dream of the great master who had long since passed away, and he had the idea of collecting ancient books.

First, the antique industry has never been deep.

The handwritten books left by the true great masters are all priceless and have not been passed down in the hands of their descendants or in the hands of unknown collectors.

Idlers can't reach it at all.

The second is that, in addition to the real great masters in ancient times, in terms of boxing and kung fu, it is now more comprehensive and systematic.

But this time I happened to encounter it, and I can't miss it.

Zhou Guolin couldn't find the whereabouts of those cultural relics, which doesn't mean he can't find them......

In a moment's time, in his perspective, the spiritual imprint representing Shan Yi has slowly emerged.

"Dream of Shan Yi ......"

.......

In dreams, there are no secrets.

An Qisheng easily found the hiding place of Shan Yi's accomplices.

"It's actually in Southern Province, no wonder those gunmen last time, Wang Anfeng and Twice didn't get the information, and it won't be long before they don't take the highway from Southern Province to Northern Province."

In just a few moments, An Qisheng was able to find a hiding place for the tomb robbers.

"This gang of tomb robbers is raised in a single village, and their range of activities is only in the southern province, northern province and other nearby provinces, yes, these provinces have a long history, especially the southern province, which is one of the provinces with the longest history in Daxuan.......

After identifying the hiding place of the tomb robbers, Anqisheng picked up his luggage and returned to the carriage.

I took another three or four stops and got off the train early.

After getting off the train, he was not in a hurry, first found a hotel near the train station to drop off his luggage, and booked a train ticket for the next day.

Then he only took the bag containing Bigu Dan and went out to find a car.

Luoshi, with a history of thousands of years, is one of the origins of the Daxuan civilization and the starting point of the Eastern Silk Road.

Luoshi is a tourist city, with many ancient cities and a strong atmosphere.

Taxis shuttled through the streets of Los Angeles, and it didn't take long for them to leave the city.

"That's it."

Anqisheng casually found a place to get off the bus.

There is a lot of surveillance in the city, and the flow of people is also very dense, which is not conducive to those tomb robbers hiding and trading, so those tomb robbers are hiding in the mountains near Luo City.

There is no one and no car in all directions.

An Qisheng's body scurried, he had already gone down the avenue, his footsteps were windy, and between running, the roadscapes on both sides fell backwards.

Although it has only been two months, An Qisheng's polishing of his body has progressed very quickly, and with the success of horizontal kung fu, his physical strength has made great progress.

Running in the wilderness, faster than an off-road vehicle.

In just half an hour, the nearby road was no longer visible, and when you looked up, you could see the mountains and forests in the distance.

The crowd was thinning out, and the sky was getting darker.

"From the dream Shan Yi knows, the stronghold of the tomb robbers is outside the small mountain village, and it is said that there is also a big tomb in the mountain, and they plan to wait for Shan Yi to come back and enter the mountain, and they should not ......have left at this time."

An Qisheng's eyesight was very good, and he could already see the small mountain village not far from the mountains.

At this time, it was not completely dark, and he was not in a hurry to do it.

I found a random grassy area, sat down cross-legged, and began to regain my strength.

Although there were no masters in that gang of tomb robbers, there were some privately made firearms provided by Shan Zhuang.

Although his physical exertion is not large, for the sake of safety, he still wants to recover one or two.

Call~

Suck~

Ankisheng sat cross-legged, contemplating himself and recovering himself.

His breathing fluctuated, each breathing long, and the currents of air swept through the nearby grass like a breeze.

In the abdomen, which is invisible to the naked eye, his stomach and intestines are squirming endlessly, speeding up the digestion of Bigu Dan.

After entering the chemical strength, his control of the strength is much stronger, and the digestion ability of the internal organs has improved.

The night was low and the moon was as cool as water.

An Qisheng got up and took advantage of the moonlight to gradually approach the mountain village.

The mountain village is very small, with dozens of households, and at night, the lights are faintly visible.

This mountain village is close to the mountains and forests, no more than the street lights in the city, and although the crescent moon hangs high, the visibility is also very low.

With the roar of the wind and the sound of the trees, there is really a dark atmosphere.

Running in the wind.

His body was undulating like a horse, but his feet were not raised, and he was like a snake grazing the grass, but his speed was not slow, and each step was more than ten meters.

In this night, if someone sees it inadvertently, they are afraid that they will think they have seen a ghost.

"This gang of tomb robbers is very vigilant, they have a lot of wolf dogs, and they let go at night, and the dogs are much sharper than people, even well-trained law enforcers will be discovered if they are not careful......"

An Qisheng leaned down and grabbed a handful of gravel in his hand.

Then slowly approached the two-story rural building not far away.

Shout!

Taking two steps forward, An Qisheng raised his arm, and his index finger flicked tightly, shooting out stones.

A few meters away in the grass, a large wolfdog raised its head alertly, and the stone shot right into its eye.

An Qisheng's hand is so strong that he can bounce an ordinary person into a severe concussion when he talks about a brain collapse, and the dog falls into the grass with a 'whimper'.

Call!

Shooting the dog, An Qisheng's feet quickened, three steps and two steps, and he had already run to the wall.

When my ears were close, I heard the sound of breathing in the room.

"There were thirteen of them, two old and weak, ten in the prime of life, breathing strongly, and one very slight, who seemed to be in a coma, breathing with pain, as if he had been abused......"

An Qisheng frowned, this group of people is also a part-time kidnapper?

"Woohoo!"

When An Qisheng listened, suddenly the dog screamed!