After Jiang Meng took the little monk away, Wang Xiaohu, Wang Xiaolong, Shi Heilong and the other three kept lying on the ground, sweating profusely, and couldn't get up for a long time.

"Little monk, do you think the old ancestor is a good person or a bad person?" Jiang Meng asked in the air.

"This ......... The little monk only knows that the old ancestor is the father of the little monk, no matter whether the old ancestor is a good person or a bad person, the little monk likes the old ancestor very much!" The little monk thought about it in Jiang Meng's arms for a while and laughed.

"Well, that's enough, let's go back to Shaolin Temple, I believe the abbot has returned!" Jiang Meng escaped, and the full attack rate went towards Shaolin Temple.

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Stick Country, Evil Fist Dojo Building, Wang Fenglei and the White Lotus Sect Day Holy Envoy sat in the Evil Fist.

"My sect leader is about to leave the customs, and the Rakshasa Sect will inevitably collapse at that time, I heard that you met a master not long ago, how was your injury?" said the Sun Saint Envoy after drinking a cup of tea.

"The injury has healed, but I don't know who he really is and why he is so strong, I noticed that his flight is to Dongying, I don't know if it's a variable!" Wang Fenglei recalled the scene at Xiangjiang Airport, his brows tightened.

"Don't worry, my sect leader Jiuyang divine skills are shocking to the world, even if that person is strong, it is impossible to be stronger than our sect leader, so I will leave!" The Sun Holy Envoy stood up, patted his pants and walked towards the door.

Half an hour later, Wang Fenglei stood on the balcony alone, looking at the night sky, and he muttered: "A year ago, my Ice and Fire Fourfold Heaven had already practiced to the fourth level, why did my father refuse to teach me the fifth level?"

"Dad is now practicing the Sevenfold Realm of Ice and Fire in the Great Snow Mountain.................. Wang Fenglei thought for a while: "No, I'm going to go, otherwise Dad will be in danger.................."

While thinking about his father, Wang Fenglei recalled a scene when he was a child, and his heart was full of emotion.

When he was a child, Wang Fenglei's family was quite happy and the family was happy, but his father Wang Haijiao was lustful, and his mother was a gambler every day.

Gradually, the family was broken, and in this way, Wang Haijiao left Xiangjiang with Wang Fenglei and came to the country of sticks and took refuge in the evil fist dojo.

The Evil Boxing Dojo belongs to a small boxing gym with a little-known name in the country of sticks, but there is actually a very powerful set of exercises in such a small boxing gym, the "Seven Heavens of Ice and Fire".

The cultivation of the Seven Heavens of Ice and Fire is very difficult, and it requires the alternating fusion of extreme cold and heat to reach the highest level, and it is difficult for ordinary people to reach the fifth level or above due to the extremely arduous cultivation.

Because if you don't pay attention to the fifth and above, you will be killed by extreme heat or frozen to death by extreme cold.

Wang Haijiao's qualifications are quite outstanding, he stood out from the disciples of the Evil Fist Dojo and successfully became the new owner of the Evil Fist Dojo.

In just a few years, under the leadership of Wang Haijiao, the Evil Boxing Dojo has gradually developed from a small boxing gym to one of the top dojos in the stick country.

Because of a practice accident, yin and yang were out of balance, Wang Haijiao was seriously injured, and he had no choice but to hand over the evil fist dojo to Wang Fenglei to take care of, and he was silently practicing in the snowy mountains in the extreme north of the stick country.

Wang Fenglei woke up from his memory and drove towards Daxue Mountain, he hadn't seen his father for three years, and his heart was naturally full of emotion.

His speed was getting faster and faster, and he was speeding towards the snowy mountains.

The mountain road moved back to twists and turns, narrow and slippery, and the snow was falling, but the car driven by Wang Feilei still did not slow down, but the so-called artist was bold.

At the end of the mountain road, a hut appeared to block Wang Fenglei's way, and several people with flashlights guarded the place and intercepted it.

As soon as the person at the head saw that it was the eldest young master, he hurriedly said respectfully: "The eldest young master is here, and his subordinates are far away!"

"Don't be verbose, what about my father?" Wang Fenglei was a little anxious.

"Young Master, the Pavilion Master is practicing in the lake!"

"Okay, lead the way!"

The group led Wang Fenglei to walk about half a kilometer, and came to the outside of the ice lake with a radius of 600 meters, only to see that the ice lake was surrounded by dense forests, and there were a few people guarding the ice lake!

"The young master is here!"

"It's good to have a young owner!"

The group greeted Wang Fenglei one after another, but Wang Fenglei's eyes were always fixed on the ice lake.

At this moment, there was a sudden cracking sound on the surface of the lake.

"Crackle... Village... Syllable... La~ crackle... Village... Syllable... It's here!"

The central core of the ice lake gradually cracked, bursting with layers of red light, and the ice began to melt, as if a peerless beast was wrapped in the ice.

"Young field owner, I'm sorry, the field owner is about to break the ice, and his subordinates are about to avoid it for the time being!" The guards were like frightened birds, their faces turned pale with fright, and they left in a hurry.

Wang Fenglei said secretly: "Why are they so afraid?"

Suddenly, the cracks on the ice continued to expand, like magma erupting, and the red light became hotter and hotter, and Wang Fenglei was out of breath.

"Boom!" There was a loud thunderclap on a sunny day, and a huge ice mass rushed from the center of the lake to the sky, with a burst of domineering.

I saw a figure faintly visible in the ice, posing as a praying mantis, and the scorching red light shattered the ice.

Breaking the ice and unsealing, one person stood suspended in the air, surrounded by red and blue energy, like a god.

"Dad, congratulations on your great achievements!" Wang Fenglei was full of joy and hurriedly stepped forward.

When Wang Fenglei approached to take a closer look, he was shocked, Wang Haijiao in front of him was actually an old man with wrinkled face, haggard, white hair and a bloodless face.

Before Wang Fenglei could recover from his shock, Wang Haijiao's figure suddenly leaned back, venting his true qi, his already withered body seemed to be hollowed out, and his whole body was weak and weak.

"Dad, what's wrong with you!" Wang Fenglei hurriedly stepped forward to support Wang Haijiao.

Wang Haijiao said weakly: "Quick, quick, go to the ironworks, only the high temperature can save me!"

"Dad, where is the ironworks?" asked Wang Fenglei a little anxiously.

Wang Haijiao pointed to the forest not far away and fainted.

Wang Fenglei hurriedly picked up Wang Haijiao and rushed towards the ironworks.

Even if Wang Haijiao passed out, his body still exuded ice energy, and Wang Fenglei's teeth trembled.

Beyond the wooded area, in front of you is a magnificent building, covering thousands of meters and on a huge scale.

Wang Fenglei went straight in without saying a word, and the huge heat formed a wave of air towards Wang Fenglei.

Wang Fenglei hurriedly transported the Quadruple Heavenly Strength of the Sevenfold Heavens of Ice and Fire to resist.

Running inward, I saw a huge iron-making furnace in front of me, boiling hot, and all the staff were wearing insulated clothing.

Wang Fenglei looked at the gauge next to the furnace, and the temperature of the furnace was as high as thousands of degrees, and he was a little flustered.

"Wind and thunder, throw me in!" Wang Haijiao came to his senses.

"What, Dad, I'm going to die like this!" Wang Fenglei was a little nervous.

"Don't be verbose, hurry!" Wang Haijiao shouted angrily.

Wang Fenglei's hands trembled a little, he didn't dare, he really didn't dare.

Seeing this, Wang Haijiao came out with a palm, and relied on the power of his palm to rise into the air and fly into the furnace.

Wang Fenglei was directly injured by a palm, and his whole body was like ice, Wang Fenglei hurriedly used his skills to gradually melt the ice energy.

After a while, a fireball rose into the sky in the furnace, and his figure also fell beside Wang Fenglei.

Wang Fenglei was startled, the Wang Haijiao in front of him was all like fine iron, his muscles were bulging, and even there was residual magma on his body.

His body was like a two-meter-tall giant man, and his whole body was filled with the smell of the Hell Demon King, with a fierce and vicious look.

Wang Haijiao scolded and jumped out and walked towards the ice lake, which seemed to be a little abnormal.

Wang Fenglei also hurriedly followed, the two of them stood by the ice lake, Wang Fenglei hurriedly said: "Dad, the White Lotus Sect wants to cooperate with us to dye the smuggling market of the Rakshasa Sect and forcibly seize the supply rights of the Rakshasa Sect, what should we do?"

"White Lotus Sect, go to the White Lotus Sect of Tema!" Wang Haijiao was immediately furious when he heard the words White Lotus Sect, and as soon as he stepped on it, the rock wall on the shore also collapsed sharply, making a loud noise!

"Made, because of these trivial things of sesame mung beans, hinder Lao Tzu's practice, get out of me!" Wang Haijiao was furious.

Seeing this, Wang Fenglei felt the murderous aura on Wang Haijiao's body, and hurriedly turned his head and returned to the Evil Fist Dojo without saying a word.

"Dad doesn't care about anything now in order to practice, I might as well go back to Xiangjiang, avoid the pressure of the White Lotus Sect, and find my mother by the way, killing two birds with one stone!" Wang Fenglei glanced at Wang Haijiao, who was still going crazy not far away, and said secretly.