He Zudao looked at the direction of the person's departure just now in a daze, his eyes wandered for a long time, hesitating and confused, but in the end, his feet were shocked, and he chased him out in the direction where the person left.

Only Zhu Hanwen and his party were left in the cave, and seeing the strength shown by the two Wen Ling, Zhu Hanwen knew that the road he had to take in the future was too long. Well, not only the future, but also a very tricky matter waiting for him to solve at the moment.

The nunchucks that had just been slapped on the wall by Hou Lie's stick finally regained their luster at this time, and it seemed that the failure of soul resurrection and the destruction of the physical body were really a big blow to the ancestor of the dragon vein of Shenzhou.

The nunchuck pulled itself out of the wall, shook off the sand and dirt on his body, and probably couldn't bear his body, and wandered over the cave for a while, and then flew deeper.

Fearing that the strange god would return, the group hurriedly followed, and marched to the depths of the cave for about an hour, crossing two underground rivers and five or six karst caves, and finally everyone came to the end of the entire cave. The nunchucks flew here and finally stopped, and in the exclamations of everyone, the birthplace of the Shenzhou Dragon Vein was completely displayed in front of everyone's eyes. Everyone had a tacit understanding at that time, and everything they saw and heard here could not be revealed to the outside world for the rest of their lives...

A day later, a group of four people walked out of Death Valley, the plane that sent them before had already been waiting for them in a booked place, and when they got on the plane, Zhu Hanwen kept looking at Yang Yuan with an oblique, his eyes were full of jealousy, and Fan Zhen was expressionless, only occasionally looking at Yang Yuan's eyes full of relief and excitement. As for Hou Lie, he didn't even get on the plane, so he directly summoned the somersault cloud, lying on the cloud with his head in his arms, and his face was full of constipation. None of them would speak, and the previous guide was not easy to provoke them, so they had to let the plane take off directly, and everyone returned to the Brada Palace without embarrassment.

Seeing Zhu Gu, Zhu Hanwen told the cause and effect of the whole thing, and when he talked about the final destination of the nunchucks turned into the horns of the ancestral dragon, Zhu Hanwen paused obviously, and then said, that nunchucks contained the ancestral dragon primordial spirit, and naturally returned to the ancestral dragon dragon to re-cultivate. Zhu Gu also said that the monsters in the entire Tibetan land had indeed dissipated a day ago, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and then followed Zhu Gu to the rooftop where the mocking wind was located again.

He looked at Zhu Hanwen for a while, and then glanced at Yang Yuan who was not far away, just nodded lightly and didn't say anything. Then he rose up and let out a dragon roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth, the dragon claw probed lightly, and pointed on Zhu Hanwen's chest, a drop of dragon blood condensed out of Zhu Hanwen's blood, and then was sucked into his mouth by the mocking wind.

"The blood curse on your body is gone, and you can already live for another year, and the rest depends on your creation. After saying that, the mocking wind ignored the crowd and flew to the cornice, turning into a stone sculpture again.

There is only respect for Zhu Hanwen in his heart, and the world only knows that he likes to climb high and look far, but they don't know that he has been inspecting the world. As soon as an anomaly is detected, an early warning is issued. Just like this time, if he hadn't discovered that the ancestral dragon residence had been covered up and asked Zhu Hanwen and the others to investigate, I am afraid that unimaginable changes would have occurred in the land of Shenzhou.

After everyone bowed deeply to the mocking wind, they returned to the Sunshine Hall with Zhu Gu. Looking at the surging Buddha power in Zhu Gu's body at this time, Zhu Hanwen sincerely admired the wonders of the method of reincarnation in Tibet. After talking to Zhugu for a while, I learned that Grand Lama Kampot had gone to Ta'er Monastery to find his master, Nagarjuna, to continue his practice. Politely refused Zhugu's retention and thank-you gifts, and several people left the Brada Palace.

Standing on the square of Brada Palace, looking at the city where everything is in ruins, the Tibetans are busy rebuilding their homes, the white clouds at their fingertips, and the blue sky, Zhu Hanwen feels a rare calm. During this period of time, one thing after another pushed him all the way, traveled through most of the Shenzhou, and experienced several lives and deaths, among which the difficulties and dangers were like people drinking water and knowing themselves, and these were just the encounters he had encountered when he stepped into the cultivation world for more than half a year. Now that everything has come to an end, the nerves that have been tense for him have finally relaxed.

"Next, I'm going to carry out a mission, assigned by the authorities, if you don't like to work hard for the authorities, you can find a place to rest for a few days, and I'll contact you when I come back, Fanzhen, how about I finish this task and go up to Putuo Mountain with you?" Zhu Hanwen looked at these friends who had been working with him, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. From the meeting in Pingshui to life and death, no matter what kind of danger he faced, no one ever complained, and no one left him, how could he let others treat him like this? !

"I've come all the way here, do you still have to run another place?" Fan Zhen didn't know when he also learned to roll his eyes, glanced at Zhu Hanwen and said, "Na, this is what you said, after completing this task, you will return to the master with me, and I really miss my master." ”

"Yes, it's not bad for a few days, where are we going next?" Yang Yuan glanced sideways at Fan Zhen and said.

Zhu Hanwen looked at Hou Lie, who was recuperating with his eyes closed, shook his head, and chuckled, "The southwest border, the Yi Qin King Conference." ”

"The southwest border, that is the place outside the country, outside the forces of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism, the authorities will let you go alone?" Yang Yuan frowned, feeling that things were not as simple as he imagined.

"Yes, the authorities have never been very strong in the management of the monastic world, and of course this kind of drudgery is for newcomers like me. However, the goal of the mission is to maintain stability, as long as the Qin King Conference is successfully concluded, even if I complete the task, there are still more than ten days, we don't need to worry, we can rest for a few days first, and then go to find out the specific situation. ”

Five days later, southwest of Bashu Province, Xichang Qingshan Airport.

A military transport plane slowly landed on the runway, the cabin door opened, and a figure seemed to rush out, holding the tire of the pick-up minibus with one hand and vomiting. Then Zhu Hanwen, Fan Zhen, and Yang Yuan all held back their smiles and slowly got off the plane.

"Brother, you're alright. ”

"Gott~"

"Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Waving.

"Then you vomited my car so dirty, do we have to do the math?" the person who spoke jumped out of the minibus.

The three-ton minibus was knocked over with a punch.

"Hou Lie!" Zhu Hanwen hurriedly ran over and pressed one hand on Hou Lie's shoulder. The driver of this minibus also doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, and he is coughing with this guy here, but now this guy's heart is much more stable, if it had been put in the past, this punch would have hit him in the face.

The minibus driver watched his car being punched away by the other party, and ran out of the airport in fright, not forgetting to call the police while running. Zhu Hanwen shook his head helplessly, and had no choice but to dial Lin Jiu's phone. After being scolded by the other party, he got a positive answer, Zhu Hanwen was about to hang up the phone, and the other party said a place and a name.

Luoji Mountain, Moxi does not dry.

After leaving the airport, they just wanted to inquire about the location of Luoji Mountain, when a military jeep with a white license plate stopped in front of them.

"I'm Lin Wu, and I'm the person in charge of your mission this time, get in the car. A beautiful girl came from the car, looked into the driver's seat, and a neatly dressed girl with sunglasses was looking at them with one arm on the window.

Lin Wu? Could it be Lin Jiu's superior? Zhu Hanwen didn't inquire much, and beckoned a few people to get into the car. With the scream of the motor, the car rushed out like a wild dog. Hurriedly fastened his seat belt, looking at the rapidly retreating street scene outside the window, Zhu Hanwen remembered the beautiful figure far away in the northeast. The same galloping, the same youthful beauty, well, the same brutality and roughness.

"***, don't you go out without eyes?!"

"** So grinding, what kind of car to drive!"

"Don't you know how to turn and look left and right!"

“*****！***！”

Along the way, this girl named Lin Wu spoke all kinds of swear words that were not allowed to be broadcast on the Chinese network, which made Zhu Hanwen thoroughly understand what real road rage is. If it weren't for the white military plate, if it weren't for the fact that this person's driving skills were really first-class, if it weren't for the gentle temper of the people in the southwest of China, if... Without these ifs, it would have been impossible for them to reach Luoji Mountain safely, and with a scream from the tires, the jeep dragging two black smoke finally stopped at the foot of this extremely beautiful mountain.