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As soon as Zhao Wujiang took a step forward, he noticed someone was tugging at the corner of his clothes. He turned around and saw that it was Sikong Xing who had stolen the door.

Sikong Xing's big eyes were watery, staring straight at Zhao Wujiang's bronze mask.

Zhao Wujiang smiled dumbly and said softly: "Want it?"

"I want to..." Sikong Xing's voice was as clear as a bell.

Zhao Wujiang squatted down slightly:

"Then why don't you take off the mask by stealing the door?"

Sikong Xing tilted his head:

"Master said that the tokens of other sects cannot be touched. This is called stealing."

Zhao Wujiang nodded, smiled, agreed, and said in a humming voice:

"Outside the main hall, where the horses are parked, there is a horse with a mole on its butt and a package wrapped around it. In the package, besides a piece of tattered clothes, there is also a pair of this mask.

Go get it, I'll give it to you..."

Sikong Xing's eyes lit up and he said happily: "Thank you, big brother."

She jumped and ran out.

Zhao Wujiang shook his head and smiled.

"Is there a mole on the horse's butt?" Jia Jiu wondered.

Jia Ersan laughed loudly:

"That's because the pavilion master is teasing Sikong Xing. Can't she just go through the package?"

Gu Nanyuan pursed her lips and smiled softly, feeling that Zhao Wujiang was quite childlike.

Zhao Wujiang spread his hands and walked towards the back of the palace, preparing to follow the stone steps to the back mountain to see the fight.

As soon as he stepped into the rear gate of the palace, he heard a child crying.

Immediately afterwards, Sikong Xing, who was wearing a bronze mask, ran over with a roar, threw himself into his arms, and cried for comfort:

"Brother, I was kicked by a horse when I touched my butt just now..."

"Are you okay?" Zhao Wujiang suppressed a smile. He knew that with Sikong Xing's fifth-grade cultivation, it was natural that nothing would happen, but no matter whether the child was in pain or not, what he needed most was comfort.

The bronze mask was wide and looked a little funny on Sikong Xing's little head. She pouted and sobbed:

"It's okay...I kicked it too..."

"Going to the back mountain?" Zhao Wujiang smiled gently.

"Well... the master won't let me go..." Sikong Xing looked a little aggrieved, and then his big eyes flashed:

"Huh, but I'm wearing a mask now, so he can't recognize me!"

"Wait a minute, you can just stand behind us and watch the show. You don't need to take action. Do you understand?" Zhao Wujiang said with a smile.

"Yeah." Sikong Xing nodded, grabbed Zhao Wujiang's big hand with his small hand, and skipped towards the back hill.

...

From the back mountain, Jiang Chengfeng, Xuanyuan Yuheng, Sikong Buqiu and others arrived, and Li Yuanzheng, Jiang Mengli and other fourth-grade experts also stopped fighting.

Everyone came to the tomb of the sweeping monk. Although they didn't say much, they could feel the murderous intent gathering in the air.

Now that they have arrived in front of the mausoleum, they are one step closer to the "Shadowless Prajna Sutra". The hearts of several powerful masters are burning, and they are bound to get the secret book.

"Boom boom..."

The sound of the stone door was heard, and the mausoleum guard Gu Changtian walked out of the mausoleum and appeared in front of everyone.

His appearance immediately aroused the fear of everyone present.

The cultivation levels of the tomb guardians are at least above the fifth level of Grand Master, and not weaker than Master Kuzhu.

"You are disturbing Master Kuxuan's peace, and retreat quickly!" the tomb guard said coldly, sweeping the crowd away.

"Master Kuxuan has high morals and respect, and treats others with kindness. If the "Phaseless Prajna Sutra" can make the world of martial arts prosperous again, Master Kuxuan will definitely agree with it." Xuanyuan Yuheng's throat twitched under his ghostly face, and he spoke in a low and hoarse ventriloquism.

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Zhang Yinzong, the fifth abandoned disciple on the sword list, echoed:

"The "Phaseless Prajna Sutra" is a unique skill in martial arts, and it should be allowed to be practiced by future generations like us. Master Kuxuan is not a person who cherishes it for a long time. If he were alive, he would definitely pass down the "Phaseless Prajna Sutra".

If you stop us today, you are cutting off the inheritance of Master Kuxuan!"

"Everyone hides their secrets and secrets, wouldn't it mean that our Daxia martial arts world will decline more and more?" Huangtang Old Ghost was full of alcohol and his body was swaying.

Jiang Chengfeng, the head of the Jiang family, cupped his fists and raised his hands:

"Brother, the guardian of the mausoleum, there are so many of you today, so why do you have to guard it anymore?

Since the tomb has been broken open, it is God's will that the "Phaseless Prajna Sutra" falls into our hands."

Ji Wu Ming, the elder of the Ji family, also said loudly:

"The "Phaseless Prajna Sutra" is a treasure that belongs to the whole world of Daxia. Tomb-keeper, you must not steal it by guarding it!"

"Guardian of the mausoleum, before I demolished the mausoleum, I asked the senior divine fortune teller to calculate it. There is nothing sinister about this move. Maybe it is just as Brother Chengfeng said, this is God's will..." Sikong Bugui, the leader of the Thieving Sect, laughed.

Strong people kept coming forward, either verbally or physically, or trying to dissuade them, all trying to get the tomb guardians to get out of the way. However, the tomb guardians were tyrannical and no one wanted to be the first to take the lead.

"There is no need to sound grand. I know that you can't wait to break into the mausoleum." The golden stars in the old eyes of Gu Changtian, the guardian of the mausoleum, were gathering. He glanced at everyone and said with a look:

"Let's do it!"

Xuanyuan Yuheng's eyes narrowed slightly. He could not continue to be in a stalemate with the tomb guard like this. He had to enter the tomb. Only by stepping into it first could he obtain the "Phaseless Prajna Sutra".

He carried it on his back with one hand, and pointed at the tomb guard with the other hand. There was no sword in his hand, but his sword energy was already powerful.
Chapter completed!