Chapter 383

"Hiss! The boy's hands are really black. He just says hello to his face! "

In a messy mountain forest, an old man with a swollen face like a pig's head took a breath in pain and complained very much.

There are seven equally embarrassed figures lying around, and these eight people are the eight ancestors of Confucianism.

When seeing off the heirs of the little sage villa, the other party suddenly proposed to compete. They were also very excited about it and wanted to measure some inheritance of the little sage villa from the battle.

They went to the grove to compete. Then the eight of them were beaten violently and had no power to fight back.

And the smelly boy greeted them in the face and beat them all into pig heads.

"The bastard killed that day didn't even let me go!"

The Confucian old man with the Tu Xing Epee whose arms were shattered was filled with grief, anger and frustration. Originally, he came to watch the excitement. Who wants to fight? In the end, even their two disabled people were dragged over and beaten violently.

What a long life!

They can see that this is not a bullshit competition at all. It's just the disaster that the bastard caused for him before he retaliated against them.

"It seems that the boy is not greedy for our ancient sword!"

The Confucian ancestor, who was headed by him, was calm and tried to open his swollen eyes. He looked thoughtfully at the six ancient swords inserted side by side in the open space not far away.

Before the fight, they deliberately brought six ancient swords aside to try whether the so-called little sage Chuang heirs were really fooling them, and whether the other party had the previous words simply to get their Confucian ancient swords.

After all, even Wang Hao couldn't help grabbing it. It can be seen that their Confucian inheritance ancient sword must be unique, and it is inevitable to breed greed.

But from the beginning to the end, Jing Tianming didn't even look at the six ancient swords. Even after beating them down, the other party had a chance to take the six ancient swords, but he was still unmoved.

In this way, the credibility of the previous words is very high.

"Hey! We Confucianists can't even give gifts! "

A lost Confucian ancestor was lying on the ground. They had prepared a lot of rare treasures to give to Jing Tianming. They wanted to have a good relationship, but who wanted the other party to see those treasures escape quickly like avoiding snakes and scorpions and give them the word "roll"!

Obviously, they dislike that their treasures also carry a lot of causal karma, which shows how serious their Confucian problems are.

What the eight ancestors of Confucianism didn't know was that Wang Hao who left was a painful drop of blood.

You know, as long as he nods, he can get a lot of rare treasures. Even if his hands are a little black, he can take away the remaining six ancient swords and kill the eight ancestors of Confucianism.

But as a young man of Four Haves in the new era, he deeply understands the importance of sustainable development. Compared with one hammer deal, he hopes to continuously benefit from Confucianism.

Moreover, his future reform plan also needs the strong support of Confucianism. If the eight old guys are destroyed, there will be chaos within Confucianism, which will seriously slow down his plan.

So in the end, he just took the opportunity to beat up the eight old guys.

Running hundreds of miles, Wang Hao resolutely changed his face and body shape, and then went straight to the grassland Wulin.

It's time to fool the grassland Wulin!

In fact, he wanted to go to the grassland Wulin for a long time, because there is a inheritance method of cultivating three souls.

Although he got a lot of cultivation methods during this period, none of them involved the cultivation of three souls.

The inheritance he got from the red sun ancestor on that day had great hidden dangers, and lacked the most basic part. Even if he opened the function of enlightenment, he could not push and perform the appropriate cultivation method.

So for so long, he hasn't turned on the attribute of soul.

The ultimate goal of this is to go to the ancestral land of Tantric Buddhism, meet their living Buddhas and get inheritance in this regard.

Only the information from the red sun ancestors showed that the living Buddha's strength was so terrible that even the eight ancestors of Confucianism were afraid.

So he really didn't dare to go before he didn't have enough strength.

But now it's different!

Sensing the two ancient swords suspended in xiashenhai space, Wang Hao felt full of confidence.

Confucianism once competed with the living Buddhas of Tantric Buddhism. Although the means of the living Buddhas are miraculous, Confucianism can also resist with the divine power of the ancient sword. At least it is no problem to protect itself.

Because of this, Confucianism can suppress Esoteric Buddhism, and then suppress the whole grassland Wulin.

Now he has two ancient swords, which are enough to deal with the living Buddha.

Along the way, Wang Hao soon entered the boundary of the alien grassland, and then changed his face. He became a little monk with red lips, white teeth and white skin. He looked only twelve or thirteen years old, and his clothes changed again.

If there are game masters here, they will recognize that this is the image of the holy practice in the magic song.

He had planned it for a long time, but now he is just going to implement it.

Wang Hao did not immediately go to the Wulun Temple of the little Longling Lama, but traveled nearby and observed those alien tribes.

"It seems that what I think is really good. The nature of ordinary herdsmen is not bad, but they are brought down by those foreign nobles."

After visiting three or four tribes, Wang Hao confirmed his previous speculation.

During this period, most of the ordinary people were simple in character. No one was born cruel and vicious, but they were driven by the high-level nobles to release their evil thoughts of bath hope, which made those shocking tragedies.

The same is true for the ordinary people of different nationalities in the grassland. It seems that the nobility is more harmful than beneficial garbage wherever they go. In particular, the high-level nobility of different nationalities in the grassland basically has no constraints. They are equivalent to a small vassal earth emperor, which is even more lawless.

Even for their own herdsmen, the people are ruthlessly squeezed, which is very bloody and cruel.

Of course, Wang Hao just sighed and didn't pay attention to it.

After all, this is not a Chinese nation. He is not a virgin bitch. He has no intention to take care of these foreign affairs.

"The grassland is really a troubled time without rules!"

Over a hill, Wang Hao looked at the smoke billowing not far away and fell into a dead alien tribe. He could smell the strong smell of blood even more than ten miles away.

A massacre has just happened here. The young adults who dared to resist in the tribe have been slaughtered one after another. All the old people do not stay, and the other only takes away women and children.

Women are used for pleasure, and children are trained into their own soldiers.

This kind of thing is very common on the grassland. Many tribes attack each other. Weak tribes are swallowed up by powerful tribes, and powerful tribes are sometimes scattered and turned into multiple small tribes.

This kind of on-off and on-off has almost become a normal, and no one will care about the civilians who died for it.

"Elder, is he one of the ten robbing masters of the heavenly demon sect, the Buddhist master and Saint?"

A crisp voice came from behind. I don't know when two figures appeared in the rear, one big and one small. The big one was a foot tall and extremely tall, which was not inferior to the state of Wang Hao's body.

The little one is a little lama. He looks thirteen or fourteen years old.

These two are the long Ling Lama and the Dragon elephant guru brothers that we haven't seen for a long time.

They had sent their disciples to stare at the entrances and exits of the grassland for a long time. Once someone with the image came, they would be notified at the first time, so they found it so quickly.

The little lama of Longling and the master of Longxiang looked down Wang Hao's eyes and looked at the tribal debris trapped in smoke and fire. Their faces were very ugly for fear of leaving a bad impression on the Lord Buddha.

"Originally I wanted to travel in your grassland. Now it seems that it's not necessary. Go to your Tantric ancestral land!"

With a sigh, Wang Hao showed his lightness skill and flew away in the direction of the ancestral land of the secret school.

The little lama Longling looked even worse, but they didn't dare to say anything more. The Dragon elephant master held up the little lama Longling and let him sit on his generous shoulder and quickly chased Wang Hao.

The cultivation of the little lama Longling is insufficient, and it is impossible to catch up with Wang Hao.

However, master Longxiang didn't know when he became a congenital master. Although it was only the early stage of congenital, he was also very good. At least he could barely catch up with Wang Hao.

The three moved forward so quickly that they finally came to a big snow mountain covered with thick snow three days later.

Looking from the foot of the mountain, you can vaguely see that there is a magnificent temple on the top of the mountain, which is the ancestral land of Tantric Buddhism and the place where living Buddhas of previous dynasties lived.

The secret school master who got the news had already been waiting at the mountain gate. The first ten people were all peerless masters with congenital peak.

Looking at the ten old lamas opposite, Wang Hao said in his heart, sure enough.

He would not fully believe the information he received from the red sun ancestors that day. As a force to assist the grassland aliens in invading China for several times, he would not be much weaker than Confucianism. How could there be only a few congenital strong people.

Just like the land of the Central Plains, if Wang Hao hadn't used various vest modes to deceive, he wouldn't have known that there were so many congenital strong men and peerless experts with congenital peaks hidden in the land of the Central Plains.

The same is true in the grassland Wulin. As the only force in the grassland Wulin, the secret school can be imagined.

When he just came over, he asked xiaomengmeng to use the treasure hunt function. There are 27 peerless experts with congenital peak on the whole snow mountain, and there are more than 100 in the middle and later stages of congenital.

As for the early days of congenital, there are more. I think he has also achieved the breakthrough secret method spread by using those vest patterns.

"Amitabha, the holy monk has seen you!"

Wang Hao announced the Buddha's name in a slightly astringent grassland language.

At the beginning, he followed the little lama Longling to mend the language of different nationalities in the grassland, which can naturally be used for communication.

"Amitabha! I hope the holy master will not blame us for our loss of welcome! "

The ten old lamas also returned the courtesy and were very happy that Wang Hao communicated in their grassland language.

At the beginning, they learned from Long Ling that the first of the eight holy orders of Tianzhu Buddhism came to exchange Buddhism, and the other party also carried most of the Tathagata palm inheritance. They were very happy, so they went to study Tianzhu language hard.

It's just that time is tight. Up to now, they are not proficient in Zhu language that day.

Fortunately, the holy master took the initiative to communicate in their grassland language. Although it was a little astringent, it was also very valuable.

More importantly, this behavior represents a kind of respect, a kind of respect for their Tantra.