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Two thousand nine hundred fifty-five in, sixty-one thousand and eight out

Shen Dexu described the battle that year with the stone tablet battle in a way that no one had ever mentioned before. It was one thing for Wang Kunpeng and the madman to hear about it, but Huang Kun this newbie seemed to be intoxicated listening to it.

"So it turns out to be my grandfather," Huang Kun muttered. "He's actually such a great hero."

The madman began to laugh coldly, "You make it sound like you are doing really well."

"The iron plate that Shen Gong mentioned just now," Huang Kun's brain slowly started to recompose itself, "is that the iron plate and iron anchor under the river bottom in front of us?"

"Exactly." Wang Kunpeng suddenly changed his attitude and laughed as he replied.

"But why is the iron plate reappearing on the Yangtze River now?" Huang Kun continued to ask, "What does it have to do with Zhang Tianrann?"

"It's a big deal now." Shen Dexu took the initiative to answer, "Because at that time, Zhang Tianrann had a very hidden expert by his side, someone the other four great clans did not know of."

"Converse." The madman smiled bitterly, "The old man from Sun Family."

Wang Kunpeng said: "Shen Wu, you are the second in command of Sun Family Old Man's son, Sun Fuchen."

"Yes, yes." Shen Dexu began to wipe his sweat.

Huang Kun finally understood that the four people who were standing on the surface of the river, including himself, were not people who were randomly involved in this matter due to hell commissioner Yang's mistake.

"Then continue." Wang Kunpeng said to Shen Dexu.

Shen Dexu nodded, "Zhang Tianrann always thought that Old Man Sun was just an ordinary magician. He didn't think that Old Man Sun would be shouldering such a huge task. It was to conceal an ultimate secret within the ancient path of the Three Gorges. Who would have thought that both Zhang Tianrann and Tong Duan were first-rate Grandmasters, who had discovered this secret. The moment Zhang Tianrann came out of the ancient path, he changed.

"Next door!" The madman suddenly jumped up, "Can you not talk about this topic?!" Then, he grabbed Wang Kunpeng's collar and threatened: "If you let that Shen brat continue speaking about these nonsense, I'll leave right now and let you deal with that Zhang bastard by yourself. Even if you die, I won't collect your corpse."

Wang Kunpeng immediately shot Shen Dexu a glance, stopping him from continuing.

The sudden outburst of a madman made Shen Dexu and Huang Kun very awkward. Everyone was speechless for a moment, only hearing the sound of the river blowing by.

"Let's talk about that metal plate," Wang Kunpeng said.

Wang Kunpeng began to talk about the origins of iron plates and iron anchors.

This had to do with the early Han Dynasty's Chen Ping.

In the past, Han Xin was unparalleled in the world and had mastered the art of war. After Han Xin became famous, he carved all of his military strategies onto the chess board, and after Han Xin died, Chen Ping and Zhang Liang believed that the world was set, that the chess board was a dangerous place, so Chen Ping called for Li Bing's descendants, placed the chess board into the Three Gorges River, and buried the two mythical creature s, Bari and Ao Tian, to guard it.

However, there was one more thing Li Bing's descendants did, which was to let the Go Board cover the entrance downstream of ancient path of the Three Gorges. This was the importance of the chessboard.

"Zhang Tianrann wants to enter the ancient path once more!" Shen Dexu panicked.

"Yes." Wang Kunpeng finally revealed the truth, "This is the reason why I used the Seven Star Formation to guard the chess board."

"Why didn't he enter through another entrance?" Huang Kun asked. "As you said earlier, Barton also has an entrance."

"Not only does Barton have an entrance, there is also Wushan Mountain and festivals," Wang Kunpeng said. "However, the Wushan Mountain and festive mythical creature have already been sealed by Gu Chixiao's capable subordinate, Yuwen Fachen, in the 1950s. This is the only choice that Zhang Tianrann has."

"What exactly did Zhang Tianrann discover in the ancient path?" Just as Huang Kun asked this, the madman rushed in front of him and coldly said, "Let me remind you one last time, do not ask this question again."

The prophecy was over.

Part: Darkness Biography One

Singing:

A black cloud rose from the east.

A cloud of blood opened in the west.

Who's a filial music factory?

It attracted ghosts from all four directions.

The wind howled.

Sing the way out of the corner of his mouth with a crooked smile

When you get up, the place is red all over the place,

To build a stage for the white bone to fade,

Thousands and thousands of mountains and rivers had gathered.

to step on the mountain and move the mountain,

Stepping on the water would not cause waves.

They arrived at the front door of the Xiao family.

A tall building was built in front of the Xiao family.

He caught a horse and turned the corner.

The four gates of hell were all around them.

One of the gates of heaven was in the main hall.

Open the east door so you can kill people.

He opened the west gate to give his blood.

He opened the North Gate skill, Death's Soul.

The stage was set up in the middle of the building,

The top cover is made of white bone shingles.

The jade skeleton brick on the bottom of the bed,

Eight full beam human pillar.

Place the two doors of the Cypress Jade Gate.

In the morning, he opened the door and crowed.

Closing the dog at night and crying.

In front of the drum hall,

Just like the Eight Cold Hell.

Embroidered yaksha on the brocade,

Yaksha embroidered the spirits of the wronged,

White banners were embroidered on the souls of the wrongdoers.

Ghost Claw was embroidered on the side of the white flag.

The peonies were embroidered beside the Ghost Claw.

'Peony '! That was Cui Ruyu.

Next to it was embroidered quail.

He opened the first door of the song building.

There was no one in the door.

A pair of monsters were guarding the area.

one with a ball of silk, one with a bell,

This was the Green Lion White Elephant, standing on either side of him.

It was known as the Green Lion White Elephant.

Would you please stand aside, step aside,

Let me sing a song for the two of them, let's go to the music hall early.

2008.05.14.02.09

When the time was already ugly, an old man and a young man walked into the mourning hall.

The old man couldn't be considered to be very old. He was about forty years old, and the younger one was about ten years old. He was still young. The two of them slowly walked one after the other to the banner at the front of the mourning hall. Then they stood facing the banner, leaned forward, and clasped their hands in front of their chests.

The instructor looked at the two in front of him and asked the old Taoist priest beside him, "Can they do it?"

old Taoist priest saw the fingers on the two people's hands bowing to him, the thumb in his left hand was pressed against the palm of his right hand, and the palm of his right hand was bowing down, bowing down. He clasped his hands again.

"Expert." After the old Daoist said this, he hesitated again. "But the direction is the opposite. It's very strange."

The instructor was getting a little anxious. "Can I just ask them?"

The old Daoist took the initiative to walk in front of the two of them and greeted them with a bow, then asked: "Senior, which Immortal Mountain?"

The older one shook his head and smiled, "No holes in the mountain."

The old Daoist asked again, "Which sect?"

"It's not in the Taoism Sect Sect." The older man answered sincerely.

The old Daoist then asked, "Is it because we can't talk about the sect?"

The old man said to the old Daoist: "art of deception."

The old Daoist was stunned for a long time before the instructor beside him asked impatiently, "What is the situation?"

"He can do it," the old Taoist said. "Absolutely."

The instructor faced the newcomer and asked loudly, "What is your surname?"

The old Daoist stood in front of the instructor and said, "He is not a Daoist. Don't take offense."

"No offense." The person smiled and said to the old Daoist, "My surname is Jin, Jin Zhong."

After the old Daoist heard Jin Zhong's name, he quickly took a step back and bowed deeply, "Green City wood merchant, Green City wood merchant."

Jin Zhong also returned the greeting, "You're welcome." Then: "May I go in?"

Mu Shang Zi immediately pulled Jin Zhong's sleeves and walked to the back of the banner, "Senior Brother, please."

Jin Zhong and his disciples stood still, looking at the scene before them, they took a deep breath, then suddenly shouted loudly: "All unrelated people, you may leave now."

Inside the spirit hall, there were a few tens of cultivators behind the white banner. All of them walked past Jin Zhong with trembling steps, and when they arrived outside the white banner, everyone in front of the spirit hall felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

After the instructor saw all of this, he knew that this Jin Zhong person had an extraordinary background. He could not help but ask Mu Shang Zi, "Who exactly is he? Even you have to call him senior brother, what's so special about his sect? "

Mu Shang Zi said in a serious tone: "I thought that the art of deception was extinct, I didn't expect that there would be another disciple spreading it."

The instructor asked: "Could it be that some Taoism Sect sect is even more powerful than your Cyan City Sect, isn't it completely true? Isn't it the Dragon Gate?

Mu Shang Zi shook her head: "I don't know why people from the art of deception would suddenly appear here. I've never heard of them coming to Sichuan."

"You haven't answered my question." The instructor asked merchant Mu, "Is this Taoist with the surname Jin more capable than your Qingcheng?"