Chapter 150: Sermon
Wang Ming and his entourage still stood outside the gate of the fourth pass in the early morning of the second day. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
At this time, in the fighter plane above the arena, the little girl wearing a blue shark skin was watching all this closely with her eyes blazing, and she said to herself, "The fourth level is the master of Qiankun, I heard that it was personally escorted by the Burning Heaven Ancient Buddha from the West before, and it was relegated to the tower to go through the calamity, but this Taoist magic weapon, what did it do wrong back then, it is really puzzling!" She lowered her head and thought, but Wang Ming and the others had already raised their feet and stepped into the pass.
The interior of the third level is very peculiar, the sun and the moon are in the sky, dividing the space into two halves like Tai Chi, half as bright as day, and the other half as dark as night.
"Strange places, look, the sun hangs high, flowers bloom, and daytime messengers butterflies and bees are busy for their livelihood; And over there, the moon is shining and the night is falling, and the grass is glowing with fluorescent clusters, which are the elves of the night! It's unbelievable! The yin side and the yang side appear under the same sky! It's really, what a Tai Chi Shengliangyi! Wang Ming looked at everything in front of him and said in disbelief.
"Master," Jin Miao said, "I heard that the master of these four levels is called Qiankun, and he used to be the protector of the Ancient Buddha of the Burning Lamp. ”
"It's him! Hmph," Ming Hong said with disdain.
"Chubby, do you know him?" Jin Miao asked curiously.
"Isn't it the Martial King Attack, that kid followed the deputy sect leader of the Sect to burn the lamp and injured Zhao Gongming, and became famous in a battle!" Ming Hong pouted as he spoke, "What kind of name is it called, but in fact, it is not the hand that took the opportunity to sneak attack!" ”
"Yes, I think those false Taoists are full of benevolence and morality, and they are not as good as our true evil weapons! If you want to fight, you will fight! If you want to kill, you will kill! ”
Jin Miao said and made an exaggerated gesture, but when he saw Wang Ming looking over here, he couldn't help but stick out his tongue, "Of course, now that we have such a smart and capable master, everything is still reasonable first, and the fights and killings are all in the past!" ”
"You kid! I think you're the real duplicitous hypocrisy! Ming Hong laughed and threw a punch at Jin Miao, but Jin Miao laughed and bounced away.
"But, master! This Qiankun has always boasted that he is a righteous man, and we, in his eyes, are crooked! Back then, he even had the God of Wealth! Let's be on guard, boy, black people are first-class! Ming Hong hurriedly reported everything he knew to Wang Ming.
"Well, okay, be vigilant! Absolutely do not give him room to exploit loopholes. Wang Ming replied with a smile, but he didn't pay attention to the dead branch under his feet, and suddenly disappeared!
At the same time, Qiankun, the master of the four passes, was extremely excited in the mansion, he withdrew the infinitely elongated arm that went deep into the ground, and saw that the front end of that arm was the dead branch that had just disappeared!
"I've waited for so long, this one looks pretty good, and he's upright, but I don't know if this rumored power of the human world can give me a satisfactory answer?" As he spoke, he picked up a red lamp on the table and splashed it on the dead branch, and the dead branch suddenly turned back into his hand, he lowered his head, looked at the palm of his hand, and frowned again as if he was infinitely sad, and sighed softly...