What the bloodline is, Cao Ziheng doesn't know too well, but he has seen it.

The so-called Tianhu bloodline in the world of Xiaoao, that kind of charm, the godlike bloodline in the novels I read in my previous life, in fact, Cao Ziheng also paid attention to the bloodline problem when he returned to the space after Xiaoao.

It stands to reason that there should be bloodline exchange in a world similar to infinity, but Cao Ziheng did not find a place for bloodline exchange in the space.

And this time, although this task is bloodline rather than bloodline, Cao Ziheng does not dare to take it lightly.

In the past few days, many masters of the Ming Sect have finally recovered, and under the leadership of Zhang Wuji, these masters of the Ming Sect and Cao Ziheng and the four of them began to set off towards Dadu.

On this day, halfway through, suddenly, a group of figures walked out of the jungle in front of the road, and Cao Ziheng saw Wang Sicong and Han Wuzun standing quietly behind a man.

This is a burly man, and every stop there quietly gives people a feeling as unshakable as a mountain.

"Under the throne of Shi Wuzun, Dongfang Tianwu has seen Brother Cao Ziheng."

There is still a way from there, the burly man suddenly spoke, at this time, many masters of the Ming Sect are all riding horses, dozens of nearly a hundred people galloping fast horses The sound is just like thunder, however, the man's voice came out indifferently, but it seemed to be directly sent into everyone's ears after shielding the sound of horses' hooves, and there was no sign of being disturbed.

Cao Ziheng's eyes were slightly cold, with this hand alone, he could be sure that this Dongfang Tianwu was definitely the most powerful master he had ever seen, not only because of his high internal strength, but also because his use of strength had reached a point where even he could not reach it.

"Cao Ziheng has seen the Dongfang brothers, Wang Sicong, Han Wuzun and all the brothers."

In the gallop of the fast horse, Cao Ziheng's figure moved slightly, and suddenly he had rushed out of the team and arrived in front of this group of people in the blink of an eye, and in the next second, Cao Ziheng's figure fell to the ground, pressing one hand on the horse's back, but the horse that had just opened the speed was as if it was suppressed by a huge force of ten thousand catties, and it suddenly changed from a very fast gallop to a stone sculpture.

"Good kung fu."

A faint hint of admiration flashed in Dongfang Tianwu's eyes, and he praised with a smile, suppressing the galloping horse with one hand is nothing for a master like them, however, just now Cao Ziheng jumped off the horse to suppress the galloping horse, but there was no trace of internal force overflowing from beginning to end, so there are only two explanations, one is that Cao Ziheng did not use internal force at all, and the second is that Cao Ziheng has controlled the internal force to a level where it will not leak the slightest, and these two explanations are definitely not easy to do.

At this time, many masters of Mingjiao in the back, as well as Zhang Meier, also slowly controlled the speed of the horse.

"I don't know what happened to Brother Dongfang here?"

Cao Ziheng asked with an indifferent expression on his face, he knew that the power he had deliberately shown by relying on the power brought by the dragon elephant was already achieving his goal, if the other party really regarded himself as Han as he said, then, after he showed this kind of power, there would be more cooperation between the two sides in the later stage, which would definitely be of great benefit to him figuring out the secret of the bloodline.

"Actually, we weren't specifically waiting for you, originally, we were going to Wudang, and we went to Wudang after meeting up with a group of monks."

Dongfang Tianwu opened his mouth indifferently, but Cao Ziheng was suddenly startled in his heart, and at the same time secretly blamed himself, but the change of the plot made him a lot careless, but he forgot that Zhao Min led those masters to try to exterminate the factions in the original book.

At this time, the masters of the six major factions have been arrested, and it is the weakest time for the six major factions, in the original book, Zhao Min took this opportunity to destroy Shaolin, and then was stopped by Zhang Wuji when he tried to destroy Wudang, and Xiao Zhang's sect leader also learned Tai Chi under this opportunity.

"It's Shaolin in the Western Regions."

Cao Ziheng frowned and looked at Dongfang Tianwu and said, "Zhao Min is trying to get the monks of Shaolin in the Western Regions to pretend to be Shaolin monks and plot against Zhang Sanfeng, isn't it?" ”

"It's really amazing, I completely guessed Zhao Min's plan, Zhang Sanfeng's generation of gods, if you don't use a plot now, borrow a few guts to Zhao Min, this woman will not dare to offend."

Dongfang Tianwu showed a trace of arrogance on his face, and it seemed that he was proud that Zhao Min did not dare to offend Zhang Sanfeng directly.

This kind of expression made Cao Ziheng slightly stunned, but the expression of Dongfang Tianwu was clearly the expression of the indignant youth of later generations when he talked about how and when the Chinese ancestors came, which was an undisguised pride in all the glory of his nation.

Do these guys really confirm that they are Han in some way, but how can the contractor of this space be Han Chinese.

These thoughts flashed in Cao Ziheng's mind, but a complex emotion appeared in his heart, he was not an angry youth in his previous life, but he was also absolutely patriotic and had a sense of belonging to his own nation.

"Wudang will not be destroyed, and Zhang Sanfeng will not have an accident, I want you to vouch for it with my personality."

Cao Ziheng looked at Dongfang Tianwu solemnly, and then turned to look at Zhang Wuji and the others, where would the latter hesitate at this time, although their own destination was Dadu, but no matter how selfless Sect Leader Xiao Zhang was, he would definitely choose the latter between saving the six major factions and saving Zhang Sanfeng.

"Go to Wudang."

Sect Leader Xiao Zhang roared loudly, and the muscles and veins on his face swelled out, as hideous as an earthworm, making his handsome face look a little unreal, obviously, for Zhang Sanfeng's safety, it has made Sect Leader Xiao Zhang a little rampant.

"Mongolian Tartars, they dare to offend Zhang Zhenren............."

Later, the Mingjiao masters, who didn't really want to save those decent masters, suddenly clamored.

"Black hair, black eyes, yellow skin, all of them are descendants of the Han nationality, and I hope to have more cooperation with my brothers in the future."

Over there, Sect Leader Xiao Zhang couldn't wait to go to Wudang, Cao Ziheng said goodbye to Dongfang Tianwu at the moment, but when he was leaving, Dongfang Tianwu suddenly said.

The words fell, and without waiting for Cao Ziheng to respond, Dongfang Tianwu had already turned around and left quickly, and Wang Sicong and Han Wuzun smiled at Cao Ziheng and left quickly.

"Let's go."

Cao Ziheng was slightly stunned, and then turned over and got on the horse under the gaze of Zhang Wuji, Zhang Meier and others, and glanced at the direction of Dongfang Tianwu's departure with a complicated gaze, and turned the horse's head and left quickly.

"Big brother, do you want to recruit him into our organization?"

At this time, in the jungle, behind Dongfang Tianwu, who was walking quickly, Wang Sicong couldn't help but ask.

"Absorption, no, he doesn't need me to absorb, I have a feeling that he was born to be Han, so he doesn't need to absorb, he will naturally become our kindred."

Dongfang Tianwu showed a mysterious look on his face, and as he spoke, his palm swayed gently on his chest, and in front of him, the dense branches and weeds separated a big road as if driven by an invisible giant force, and a group of people quickly crossed the road, and then, the jungle returned to its original state.

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