At the foot of Mt. Fuji, in a simple thatched house, there are only a few simple pieces of furniture.

Standing inside the thatched house, you can enjoy a panoramic view of Mt. Fuji through the window.

Although it is only a thatched house, it is said to be a themed room, and because of the excellent location, the rent for one day is not cheap.

Jiang Ran wanted to see Mount Fuji, and after coming to Mount Fuji, he wanted to stay for a few days, so Jiang Chen simply rented this thatched house.

A few days' rent is completely a drop in the bucket for Jiang Chen now, and it is not worth mentioning.

Jiang Ran sat beside Jiang Chen, holding Jiang Chen's palm, and his beautiful face was full of satisfied sweet smiles.

Opposite the two of them, sitting at the moment, is none other than Hong Jingbao from the famous Treasure Island, Master Hong!

Although Hong Jingbao was sitting, it was like sitting on pins and needles, but his heart was extremely nervous, and he was in a cold sweat.

The pressure was so great that it was like a mountain pressing on his heart, so much so that it was a little difficult to breathe.

He lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Jiang Chen at all.

Although he was the master of the famous Treasure Island, in front of Jiang Chen, it was not worth mentioning at all, he was very self-aware, and quietly waited for Jiang Chen to ask.

This process, he only felt, seemed to be a century ago.

"You have been traveling north and south for so many years, you must know a lot of things!"

Jiang Chen looked at Hong Jingbao with a flat gaze, and said softly: "Huaxia, as one of the few big countries in the world, in the martial arts, it is impossible to only have Wudang and Shaolin martial arts factions, what else is there?"

This question was Jiang Chen's confusion after coming into contact with the dark world.

The killers in the dark world all have the strength of the grandmaster, and even, there are some strong people who kill the grandmaster like slaughtering dogs.

Even, even places like the Divine Medicine Hall and the Medicine King Valley have a large number of grandmasters.

In the martial arts world of China, how can it be Wudang and Shaolin's martial arts factions!

This...... No way!

"Huh?"

Hearing Jiang Chen speak, Hong Jingbao's heart couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But immediately after, he heard Jiang Chen's question, and couldn't help but be very puzzled and surprised, and then, he raised his head and looked at Jiang Chen suspiciously.

In his mind, with Jiang Chen's current strength, how could he not know about the existence of those places?

But he also knew that Jiang Chen would never be bored and tease himself when he called himself to this place.

His brain turned quickly, and he already had his own judgment, Jiang Chen ...... I really don't know that kind of place!

Then, he briefly collected his thoughts and spoke.

As soon as you open your mouth, it is an earth-shattering shock!

"Master Jiang, as you know, in the five thousand years of Huaxia, how could it be possible to lose to any country in terms of cultivation!"

"As you can see now, Shaolin, Emei, Wudang, Kongtong and other martial arts factions are all controlled by the grandmaster. But if you think about it carefully, a grandmaster can live to be one hundred and fifty years old, a half-step god can live to be two hundred years old, and a god realm can live to be two hundred and sixty years old, although the heads of these sects are all grandmasters, but they are only a few dozen years old!"

"So...... Where is the previous head and grandmaster?"

When Hong Jingbao said this, his voice paused, as if he was thinking about something, and then he spoke again: "Those masters who have gone beyond the scope of grandmasters have all gone to a place called Baolong, and the people in this are called the Baolong clan!"

"The dragon referred to here is not a certain person, but the Chinese nation!"

"It can be said that the people here are all the top existences in China, such as the beggar gang leader Hong Seventy-two, he is also one of the best existences in the Baolong clan, so ...... He is revered as the patron saint of China!"

"And the counterpart to the Baolong clan is the Youlong clan!"

"The Youlong clan is also a place that exists to protect the Chinese nation, and unlike the Baolong clan, the Youlong clan is a super family that has been inherited for thousands of years. ”

Speaking of this, he suddenly realized and reminded: "By the way, Long Jing, who wants to let Master Jiang all day long, join the Battle Dragon Squadron, is the descendant of the Long family in the Youlong clan." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Chen seemed to be a little interested.

The Baolong clan and the Youlong clan, this is a place that Jiang Chen did not come into contact with when he was on Earth in his previous life.

It's really interesting to hear this now.

Especially Long Jing's background, Jiang Chen has always been a little suspicious, she is only about thirty years old, how can she be a major general, even the master of Wuxiang and their grandmasters have to grovel when they see it?

It turns out that she is a descendant of the Youlong clan!

This can be explained!

"Well, Master Hong, I heard what you just said, the Youlong clan seems to be not only the Long family, is there any other family?"

Jiang Ran also heard about these things for the first time, and couldn't help but be very curious, and asked out loud.

"Miss Jiang really knows everything!"

Hong Jingbao praised from the bottom of his heart and said: "The Youlong family is actually composed of four ancient families, including the Long family, the Qin family, the Yang family, and the Tang family. ”

"Each of these families is older than the inheritance of the martial arts sect, and there are many masters in it. ”

Speaking of this, he glanced at Jiang Chen cautiously, took a deep breath, and said: "To put it mildly, Master Jiang, don't go to your heart, half-step transformation into a god, although in the eyes of the world, it is extremely powerful, but among the Baolong clan and the Youlong clan, there are many of them. ”

"Even, even the realm of transforming gods, there are not a few, and even the legendary god realm, there are a few. ”

"Horrible ...... You can't imagine it!"

Hearing these words, Jiang Chen's heart finally understood.

The martial arts world in China is no worse than the ninjas in Japan, but it's just ...... It's that I haven't seen those characters yet, enough to crush the Japanese ninja world.

In his heart, he only mentioned a trace of interest, but he did not have the fear in Hong Jingbao's thoughts.

No matter how prosperous the martial arts world is, no matter how the top powerhouses in the martial arts world are, in the eyes of Jiang Chen, an immortal cultivator, it is not worth mentioning.

It's just that no one knows what Jiang Chen thinks in his heart.

Sammo Hung saw Jiang Chen, his face was still the same, he sighed slightly in his heart, and said secretly: "Sure enough...... When you become famous at a young age, you will become arrogant and empty-eyed!"

Immediately afterwards, he thought about it for a while, and said secretly: "That's right, with Jiang Taichu's talent, he is no worse than anyone in the Baolong clan and the Youlong clan, but it is stronger, he has enough capital, and his eyes are empty!"

As soon as he thought of this, he clasped his hands into fists, saluted Jiang Chen, and said, "Master Jiang, if there is nothing wrong, you ...... Just let me go!"

"We didn't hold you hostage, what do you mean to let you go......"

Jiang Ran's feeling for Hong Jingbao is actually quite good, but because of his words, his impression of him has been greatly reduced.

"Let's go!"

Jiang Chen looked at him with a flat gaze and spit softly.

Hearing this, Hong Jingbao hurriedly turned around and walked towards the outside of the thatched house, and the stone hanging in his heart was finally put down.

It wasn't until he walked out of the room that he realized that he had ...... When he stayed with Jiang Chen, he was nervous, causing cold sweat to break out in his body, so much so that the cold sweat had already wet his clothes.

......

Ueno Park, a few miles away, is a hill that has been cut in two.

"Who is it...... Who the hell is it?"

An old man standing in the void, with a childish face, at this moment, his eyes erupted with raging anger, as if he could burn out the sky, and he said angrily: "Who is it...... Destroyed my mansion!"

"I'm Jiro Odagawa...... I must break him into pieces, so that I can only hate him in my heart!"

(End of chapter)