When the rest of the children saw that they wanted to play, they scrambled to fight. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xiong Huang hurriedly fled. If he is allowed to play with them, the children will be fine, and his heart will probably jump out of his throat.

There was a bold little boy who saw China lying on the ground, like a ball of snow lying on it, and it was surrounded by cold mist, like a natural air conditioner in the hot fire. Although people here don't know what an air conditioner is, they always know where to go where they are comfortable. So he came to China's side and gently touched its fur, which was soft and cold to the touch, so uncomfortable. He smiled and cheered, revealing his baby teeth that were being replaced. As if he had discovered a new world, he jumped into the fluff of China, and buried his whole body in it, revealing only a pair of small feet.

His mother is a young woman in her twenties, and it is not easy to pull this child alone, and the child's father has been killed by Erhu. Seeing his son pounce on the beast, this is amazing! 'Mommy'! She burst into tears of fright. But she didn't dare to 'help', so she quickly covered her mouth and didn't dare to shout for help, for fear of frightening the wolf and harming her son.

Chyna looked back and saw the young mother looking at it with tears streaming down her face, and she knew what was going on. A wicked smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and he bared his fangs and roared at her.

The young woman immediately stopped her tears, stopped her voice, straightened her body twice, gurgled in her throat, rolled her eyes and fainted with fright. Fortunately, he was helped by a passing man next to him, so he didn't fall and hurt himself. With a smug look on her face, she turned her head.

Xiong Huang squatted in front of it and asked, "What's the matter with you scaring this woman?" ”

Turning her head to the other side, she lay down with a skillful and lazy movement, and said, "It must be because she doesn't trust you." ”

China pursed her lips, noncommittal, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and howled a few times. The voice is just like the Qingxiao playing in the night sky, sad and tactful, it attaches its heart to the 'sound of the flute', as if there are a thousand words to confide. Half covered and half hidden, wanting to speak and stopping. After a few sounds, the wind whirred and whirred.

China shook his hair, revealing the child's face, who was sleeping soundly......

Thousands of miles to build a long tent, there is no banquet that will not be dispersed.

One day and night, people end their revelry, drag their tired bodies, and go home to rest. The Zen master quietly walked out of Huofu City with Chi Na and Xiong Huang.

The Zen master carried a Zen stick, one step at a time, and his steps were steady and vigorous, as usual.

China is very spiritual, and it is energetic at night. These days are concentrating on recuperation, and with the help of Xiong Huang's elixir, it can be regarded as making up for the loss of qi and blood, and the external injury is completely healed. At this time, he was full of energy, looking at the West with blazing eyes, his mood was agitated, his body was surging, and he was about to do a big job. It walks in front with its tail cocked high.

Tonight, Xiong Huang was tired of playing with the children and was about to go to sleep, when he was forcibly pulled out of the bed by the Zen master.

Xiong Huang rubbed his sleepy eyes, yawned and said, "What are you doing so late?" Wouldn't it be better to go after a while when it was dawn? ”

The Zen master smiled and did not answer.

As soon as they walked out of the city gate, several people flashed and blocked their way. The head of the head is Sun Zhikuan, these days, under Xiong Huang's careful care, his injuries have also healed. He knelt on the ground and said, "Senior, this is leaving?" ”

"Hmm." The Zen master nodded.

Sun Zhikuan said: "I know that nothing in the world can stop you. Zhikuan is willing to follow the predecessors, be a pioneer as an outpost, and be a pawn of his predecessors. I hope that my predecessors' trip to the Demon Cave can also take me. As he spoke, he knocked his head a few times, and stayed on the ground for a while before he lifted it.

As soon as the Zen master held it up, he stood up, and there was no way to resist.

The Zen master said: "The city lord has become disabled and cannot continue to be in charge, and the order here still needs to be maintained." And you, in addition to the merit of the two tigers, and the recommendation letter of the flying tiger in your hand, it is better to be the monarch above and take the position of the city lord of the Fire Mansion to benefit one party. Besides, the cold evil is nowhere to be found, and your old grudge is not over, and he will definitely come back to you. When the time comes, I can't look for you, and I won't be a burden to the whole city. After this battle, your ability has grown again, and with you in charge of the Fire Mansion, he will not dare to mess around. Putting a useful body in a place where something is going on, this is what you and others do. It's a hundred times better than risking with me. ”

Sun Zhikuan heard this, and then said: "What the predecessors said is very true, Zhikuan listens to your words." Since the seniors refuse to bring the juniors with them, please accept these two gifts. As he spoke, he took a burden from the hands of a man behind him. When I opened it, it contained gold and silver, which he had searched from Erhu's mansion. The Zen master was just about to shirk it, Xiong Huang's eyes lit up, he snatched it away, picked out the silver, put the treasure into his waist, returned the gold to him, and patted his belly with satisfaction.

Everyone laughed dumbly, but Xiong Huang didn't know why, and he also laughed. It was his first gift.

The second gift was a beautifully crafted round shield, not the kind that the big shield used by Xiong Huang could protect his whole body, and his diameter was only the size of his forearm. There is a pattern of a turtle's back on the shield surface, and there are three sharp knives about three inches long on the turtle's back, with different images, and I feel cold at the bottom of my heart at a glance. The array of gems inlaid on the tortoiseshell glittered in the moonlight, emitting a halo of colorful light. The edge of the shield is still extremely sharp, and it is also an attack-oriented shield. There are two leather straps on the inside of the shield, I don't know what kind of monster skin it is made of, it looks very strong, and it happens to be tied to the forearm. If you want to hold it, you can also hold it in your hand, and there is also a hand-held grip on the inside of the shield.

Sun Zhikuan held it in front of Xiong Huang and said, "This was found under the collapse of the cold evil, and it weighs eighty-seven catties, nine taels and six coins." The big shield of the Xionghuang brothers was shattered by the ink ghost baby, and it was too late to fight a new one. This shield looks pretty good, I hit it a few times hard, and I didn't leave any traces, and the defense is enough, just right for you to use. Take it, Brother Xionghuang, although it is a little smaller, at least it is better than nothing. ”

Others don't know this shield, but the well-informed Zen master recognizes it and says, "Hehe, this shield doesn't just look good!" Those gems were arranged according to the array of Heluo, and there was magic attached to them, and with a slight wave, they could blow fire. The three sharp knives that stood up imitated the three mountains that supported the heavens. This slender one is the legendary Yunlei Mountain, this one is wide is Daojun Peak, this one is wide at the bottom and thin at the top is the Apocalypse Mountain, and with a slight wave between the blades, it can fly out of the wind. The pattern of the turtle is peculiar, and it is obtained by the shield maker imitating the pattern on the back of the divine beast Xuanwu turtle. The sharp edges look like metal, but they are actually gold crystals. The material of the shield is not ordinary mortal iron, but a kind of high-density, high-hardness, and extraterrestrial fine iron quenched with heavenly fire. Otherwise, how could such a small shield weigh eighty-seven pounds? This shield covers magic, feng shui, theology, metallurgy, mineralogy, foundry, and qimen. In particular, the formation is natural, unique and self-contained. For thousands of years, few people have surpassed it, and it can be called a model of formation learning. The Zen master turned the shield over, and there were some crooked lines inside, and said with a smile: "This is an abstract painting, and the legend is that it is a self-portrait of a foundry." It seems like the foundry is pranking, hehe. ”

"Does it have a name?" Xiong Huang asked.

"Yes." The Zen master smiled: "This shield has a nickname, called the mischief of the weapon master. ”

When China and Xiong Huang looked at it at the same time, this shield was very delicate, not like it could fight, but more like a work of art. After the two of them got closer, a trace of black gas spread out from the shield. Xiong Huang is fine, I don't feel anything. When Chi Na touched this black qi, he felt that his demonic power was greatly damaged, and hurriedly retreated two steps.

Hearing the name, China and Xiong Huang only felt ridiculous. Sun Zhikuan's face changed: "Senior, is this the ......?"

The Zen master nodded slightly: "Yes, this is the shield that can summon the ancient 'demon' in the legend, and according to legend, this demon is the foundry himself." Legend has it that this shield is made up of his blood, and when it is activated, he will help you fight with a forging hammer. However, this is all legend, and no one has ever seen a real foundry appear. Perhaps, but I don't know......"

"Sage, don't play dumb riddles. What exactly is its proper name? Xiong Huang asked anxiously.

Sun Zhikuan has always been called a Zen master by his predecessors, and he doesn't know the true identity of the Zen master, and the Zen master doesn't want to tell him. After all, the masters have a bit of a strange temper, so he didn't ask any more questions. When he heard Xiong Huang call him a saint, he was shocked. I looked the Zen master up and down again, and saw that he had a black bell tied to his Zen staff. There are only a few saints in the world, and the only one with a bell is ......

He blurted out: "You are the Saint of the Northern Light!" You are the master of the Five Spirits! He was so excited that he even trembled a little.

The Zen master nodded.

He originally thought that the Zen master was a senior master who lived in seclusion in the deep forest, but he never thought that he was the saint of Beiguang who dominated the world. In his imagination, the saints of Beiguang should be brightly dressed, supported by their disciples and grandchildren in the Five Spiritual Gates, open the altar every day to preach, and preach to the world. I didn't expect, I didn't expect, he would come here. And again, such an image......

One painting after another appeared in front of his eyes, he had seen a series of paintings in the Flying Tiger Mansion, hanging in the corridor of his house, there were more than a dozen paintings, probably telling a story.

It was the scene of a strong man roaming the battlefield, and no one could stop him wherever he passed. The corpses were everywhere, the mountains and rivers were crushed, and a raging fire was ignited. The monarch bowed, the great country collapsed, and he stood majestic. There were dozens of strong men who fought against him alone, but he was killed and wounded countless times. One person ascends to the top of the sky, and all the people surrender and defeat one person, which can be called invincible in the world! In the zenith mountain, I pondered for several years, and the holy light shined on the spirits. In the end, the stars of the world changed, and the five spirits became legends......

The first half of the Zen master's life was spent in killing, which is a myth in the hearts of the older generation. The rest of his life was devoted to the Five Spiritual Gate, a place that every young person dreams of entering, even surpassing the largest academy in the world. It can be said that the Zen master is a legend all his life, and his existence not only changed the pattern of the whole world during the war, but also subtly changed the pattern of the world after the war......