"Xuantian Ascension Dragon Dao Patriarch Wang Zhengxian is Wang Yangming's son?"

When Wang Zhong heard what Shen Fu said, he sighed in his heart, since he is Wang Yangming's son, if he counts, he is his ancestor. Wang Zhong suddenly had an inexplicable feeling in his heart, this feeling was strange and unusual, he couldn't explain it clearly, he couldn't understand it, and it lingered in his mind.

"Since the Xuantian Ascension Dragon Dao is the biggest opponent of the old demon of Montenegro, and it is created by immortals like Zhang Sanfeng, it must be extremely powerful, the old demon of Montenegro can know the past and the future, and the ancestor of the Xuantian Ascension Dragon Dao may not be able to! Wang Zhong's eyes narrowed into a slit again, and the green light flickered in it, and then he thought about it for a while, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Yes. Seeing that Wang Zhong was silent, the wandering monk Shen Fu nodded, "You are right, the jīng god of our ink is love, love all people, regardless of rank, no distinction, and do not talk about the three outlines and five constants of Confucianism, and do not take cumbersome etiquette, the old monk is those rotten Confucians who have been close for a long time, and it is inevitable that they will be contaminated with acid and poisonous gas." Damn it, damn it. ”

Confucianism's three outlines and five constants, the way of kings and ministers, the way of fathers and sons, and the way of husband and wife. The king wants the minister to die, the minister has to die, the father wants the son to die, the son has to die, meet each other, and there is a set of extremely cumbersome etiquette rules, the Mo family does not talk about these, and the jīng god of love is to love all people, regardless of rank, without distinction, so that Mencius scolded the Mo family patriarch Mo Zhai as a beast without a father and a king.

Shaking his head, the wandering monk Shen Fu seemed to be self-reflecting, muttering and muttering indiscriminately, and Wang Zhong couldn't hear what he was saying.

"What's your name?" the wandering monk Shen Fu suddenly asked Wang Zhong, "This Seven Killing Demon Palace is heavily guarded, the old demon of Montenegro has vast powers, and the Yuan Shen is good at the art of seeing and hearing from heaven and earth, and when it works, within a radius of five hundred miles, even the movements of fish and insects can't escape his ears and eyes, your martial arts are not high, and there is no hidden technique in the Xuantian Ascension Dragon Dao, how did you get in? The basic exercises you practice seem to be Xingyi ** boxing, not Xuantian authentic Tai Chi boxing, but it is also strange. ”

The wandering monk Shen Fu is Li Chengliang's uncle, strong in martial arts, a descendant of the Mo family, paying attention to the way of hard work and simplicity, ten years ago, he passed the second pulse of Ren Du, refining the peak of jīng and turning qi, but because of the miscellaneous, there is the art of organ manufacturing, and he is distracted, and the kung fu of refining gas and transforming the god has not arrived, so he did not turn into a primordial god. But the tricks he created were extremely powerful, with many unexpected functions, and there were many magic weapons to restrain the primordial gods.

When facing the enemy, if you use it, even if you are ten times more powerful than the enemy, you often can't help him, and you can even fight a hundred. It's just that he didn't want to hurt Wang Zhong's life just now, and he was in the Seven Killing Demon Palace, for fear of alarming the old demon of Montenegro, so many powerful methods were not used, plus Wang Zhongsan's demon killing knife was weird and invisible, and he urged the pangolin to walk, consuming a lot of real energy, a little tired, and he didn't check it for a while, and he actually fell into a big way, and he had to hide in the pangolin before escaping.

was forced to do this by juniors, and after all, he still lost some face.

It's just that Wang Zhong has many places, and he is very strange, and he asks a series of questions, all of which are on the point, pointing to Wang Zhong's flaws.

This pangolin is a magic weapon handed down by the Mo family, all of them are made of silver steel, each scale part is very cumbersome, after 9981 steelmaking, more than 300 production processes, soaked and quenched in the cold water of yīn mountain, the total weight is 35,000 catties, it is in the Tang Dynasty Tianbao years, a successor of the ink man Lu Banshu started, the efforts of three generations before and after, after 130 years, it was successfully built, and the soul of a thousand-year-old pangolin was sealed, called "Taimo Silver Scale Carp", which is very magical.

As soon as the secret method is activated, the person hides in the belly of the pangolin, supplemented by the black water produced near the Tarim River, and then uses its own vitality to urge, this pangolin immediately submerges into the ground, penetrates the mountain and drills the ground, gravel opens the way, lurks in the mountain, hunts for treasure and digs, and is almost omnipotent.

The silver steel is refined, just like gold and steel, so the scale and claws of the pangolin's whole body are extremely hard, grasping stones into powder, leading through the mountains and the ground, leading people through the ground, rì traveling hundreds of miles, just as fast as a horse.

It's just that this thing consumes too much internal force, even with the skill of the wandering monk Shenfu, it can only support two days and two nights of effort, and it consumes a lot of black water, so it is not used often, only to dig gold mines and find treasures.

Li Chengliang was the commander-in-chief of Liaodong, and this year, the Jurchens united with Mongolia, and the greater their power, the more they invaded the border, and the soldiers actually went straight to Shanhaiguan! Li Chengliang had some difficulty in resisting, so he invited out the Lu Ban book, wanting to make some organs to use as a sharp weapon to defend the city, but as soon as he was invited, he was attacked by the Confucian ministers in the court, and was dismissed from the post of chief soldier by the Wanli Emperor, and was reduced to a common people, and the Lu Ban book naturally came in handy.

The dispute between the two factions of Confucianism and Moxia has existed since ancient times, each firm in its own beliefs, and Li Chengliang could not reverse the thoughts of those Confucian students, so he came to find his uncle to find a way, but since Shen Fu was the first wandering monk, he was wandering around, Li Chengliang couldn't find it, but it was estimated that the battle of Hetuala was imminent, and his uncle would definitely come to join in the fun, so he came to Hetuara to look for it, but he met the old demon of Montenegro looking for the heir Wang Zhong, and brought it back together.

The old demon of Montenegro took action in person, not to mention one Li Chengliang, even a hundred and a thousand are useless.

The wandering monk Shenfu happened to be in Hetuala, and knew that Yelu Jingwen in Xigangtong was taken away by the old demon of Montenegro and driven out of Liaodong, and he naturally knew the news that Li Chengliang was taken away, so he was afraid that Lu Banshu would be lost, so he rushed over.

"This person's mind is delicate!" Seeing that after the other party was calm, a series of questions pointed out his flaws, Wang Zhong couldn't help but secretly think in his heart. "This is not the time to speak, Mr. Li came in with me, along with a child named Li Zicheng. I just don't know where I'm being held. ”

For this wandering monk Shen Fu to save Li Chengliang, Wang Zhong is not disgusted, and his feelings for Li Chengliang are not bad, as for that Li Zicheng, like Zhang Xianzhong, one should be the White Tiger Star Qi, and the other should be the Heavenly Killing Star Qi, they will all be great figures in history in the future, Wang Zhong naturally knows, but he doesn't know how to arrange the old demon of Montenegro.

Wang Zhong didn't want to stop Shen Fu, nor did he want to help him, he was a disciple of the old demon of Black Mountain, and it was not the case after all to help outsiders.

"Li Zicheng, this kid should be the star of the white tiger, and the old demon of Montenegro must know that he will definitely arrange yīn to plot tricks and cause trouble in the world, which should not be underestimated. Since you have also entered the Seven Killing Demon Palace, it is better to search for it with me, and after saving people, I will take you out. You're not like those sour people, and you have a great appetite for me. The wandering monk Shen Fu smiled, suddenly came up, and grabbed Wang Zhong's shoulder, "Get up!"

The two jumped out of the crypt at the same time, only to see that the sky was getting late, and under the night, the cold air rolled slightly, and the brilliant stars in the sky flashed and flashed, which was extremely gorgeous.

"In two hours, the old demon of Montenegro will be finished, and time is pressing. The wandering monk Shen Fu looked at the sky and calculated the time, "In this demon palace, the guards are extremely powerful, although your three yīn demon killing knives are powerful, but after all, the number is limited, and it hurts people to death, not for kindness, I have a magic weapon with you, just right to use." ”

took out the deerskin bag just now, and the wandering monk Shen Fu explained, "This is the golden jīng bee I refined, urged with internal strength, supplemented by secret spells, as soon as the mind moves, it can be used, and the sting person is immediately paralyzed." You communicate with blood first. After that, he taught the spell to Wang Zhong, and told Wang Zhong to stab a few drops of blood to dissolve and communicate with these wild bees.

Wang Zhong got a bag of wild bees, I don't know what to do, at this time, the voice came, and a few little maids came in, and suddenly saw a hole in the yard, and saw two people again, and they were about to scream. As soon as the wandering monk Shenfu raised his hand, the two maids fell to the ground, and fell asleep, their faces ruddy. Sanity.

Shen Fu was about to pull Wang Zhong out of the door, when suddenly, a strange roar shook the sky, and a black line rushed out of the crater in the distance, rushing towards this side.

"It's not good, the old demon of Montenegro actually collected the work in advance, did he find us?" The wandering monk Shen Fu was shocked: "Hurry up!"

"I'm not leaving!" Wang Zhong waved his hand and fell out.

"You!" Shen Fu changed greatly, and he heard the sound of the sky rolling: "Can you go?"

Shen Fu hurriedly rolled and entered the crypt, and with a bang, the crypt collapsed, and the black clouds fell to the ground, changing the appearance of the old demon of the Black Mountain, which was the Yuan Shen.

"I am a descendant of Wang Yangming, and Wang Xianren, the ancestor of the Xuantian Ascension Dragon Dao, turned out to be my ancestor!" Wang Zhong smiled at the old demon of Montenegro.

"So what? Since you are my heir, I'm afraid there will be a lot of disputes in the future. The old demon of Montenegro asked.

"Whoever it is, just stop me from seeking. Wang Zhong narrowed his eyes, "Kill!"