Wang Yangming, whose real name is Wang Shouren, whose courtesy name is Bo'an, was also named Yangming. He was the master of ancient Xinxue.

His knowledge of mind has been widely circulated and has a profound impact on future generations.

Later generations called him the first person in history and the last saint of Daxuan.

There are stories about him, and Anqi has heard of countless people in his life.

The Yangming Mountain where Xue Zheng is located is a name changed to commemorate this saint.

It is said that Mr. Yangming is also a great master of the transformation of merit. He once made a long roar while practicing, which triggered a roar.

Could this saint who has been passed down from generation to generation and respected by the world be one of the few people who have crossed the threshold in Xue Zheng's mouth?

His handbook

An Qisheng's eyes sank, and he became interested in his heart.

"The owner of the tomb is said to be Mr. Yangming's friend. He has kept his handwritten books. Unfortunately, he was stolen by this group of tomb robbers!"

Zhou Guolin sighed:

"I hope that before catching them, these cultural relics will not be destroyed by them."

These tomb robbers do not know how to protect the things in the ancient tombs. I don’t know how to protect the cultural relics that many cherished were destroyed by these tomb robbers in this way.

"Since they are going to smuggle cultural relics, they should be well preserved."

An Qisheng comforted him.

"Hope."

Zhou Guolin shook his head slightly.

Many of the tombs that were stolen were ancient books, which were no more than ceramics, copper and iron. If they were not preserved well, they would easily be destroyed.

While the two talked, the train arrived at the station.

Zhou Guolin stood up and said goodbye to An Qisheng, and turned around and pressed Shan Yi to get out of the car.

Shan Yi looked at An Qisheng's eyes more and more resentful.

"Be a good person in the next life."

An Qisheng patted Shan Yi on the shoulder with a faint smile.

Silently, a thread of force penetrated into his body.

"What did you do?"

Shan Yi felt a pain in his heart and his eyes suddenly turned red.

"Give you a gift."

An Qisheng replied faintly.

Shan Yi was taken away and waiting for him must be a peanut, but just in case, he still emitted a secret force that destroyed his heart vessels.

He will not die immediately, but if he dares to fight with others, his heart will inevitably break when his qi and blood are erect.

"What to see!"

The law enforcement team pulled the handcuffs and pulled Shan Yi away.

"Wang Yangming's Handwritten Book"

An Qisheng tapped the table with his fingers, thinking.

As early as when he knew that he could dream of a long-lost master through hand-books left by his predecessors, he had the idea of ​​collecting ancient books.

One thing is that the antique industry has always been water-deep.

All the handwritten books left by the true master are priceless, either passed down from descendants, or in the hands of unknown collectors.

Idle people can't get in touch with them at all.

Second, in addition to the real masters in ancient times, in terms of martial arts skills, it is now more comprehensive and systematic.

But this time I happened to meet it, so I can't miss it.

Zhou Guolin could not find the whereabouts of those cultural relics, which does not mean that he could not find them either.

As my mind moved, from his perspective, the spiritual imprint representing Shan Yi slowly emerged.

"Dream in Dan Yi"

There is no secret in dreams.

An Qisheng easily found the place where Shan Yi's accomplices were hiding.

"It's actually in the southern province. No wonder those guns took action last time. Wang Anfeng and others didn't get the information. It would take a long time to go from the southern province to the northern province without taking the expressway."

In just a moment, An Qisheng got the hiding place of the group of tomb robbers.

"This group of tomb robbers was raised by a single village, and their activities are only in several nearby provinces such as the Southern Province and the Northern Province. That's right, these provinces have a long history, especially the Southern Province, which is one of the provinces with the longest history of Daxuan."

After confirming the hiding place of the tomb robbers, An Qisheng picked up his luggage and returned to the carriage.

I took another three or four stops and got off the bus early.

After getting off the bus, he was not in a hurry. He first found a hotel near the train station to put down his luggage and booked a train ticket for the next day.

Then he only took the bag containing the fasting pill and went out to find a car.

Luo City has a history of thousands of years, one of the origins of the Daxuan civilization and the starting point of the Eastern Silk Road. Many feudal dynasties in ancient times established their capitals here.

Luo City is a tourist city with many ancient cities and a strong atmosphere.

The taxi shuttled through the streets of Luo City, and soon it left the city.

"Just here."

An Qisheng found a random place to get off the bus.

There are many surveillance in the city and the crowds are also very dense, which is not conducive to hiding and trading among tomb robbers. Therefore, tomb robbers are hiding in the mountainous areas near Luo City.

There is no one or a car around.

An Qisheng's body jumped and had already stepped down the road. His steps were windy. While he was running, the road scenery on both sides fell backwards.

Although the Encyclopedia of Huajin was only two months away, An Qisheng's body polishing progressed very quickly. As he achieved success in practicing horizontal kung fu, his physical strength improved greatly.

Running in this wilderness is faster than an off-road vehicle.

It took only half an hour before and there was no sight of the nearby road. Looking up, you could see the mountains and forests in the distance.

The crowds gradually became less and the sky gradually became darker.

"As far as Shan Yi knew that the stronghold of the tomb robbers was outside the small mountain village. It is said that there was a large tomb in the mountain. They planned to wait for Shan Yi to come back and enter the mountain, but they should have not left yet."

An Qisheng has a good eye and has seen the small mountain village not far from the mountains.

At this time, it was not dark yet, and he was not in a hurry to take action.

I randomly found a grass field, sat cross-legged, and began to recover my strength.

Although there were no masters in the group of tomb robbers, there were some privately made guns provided by Danzhuang.

Although his physical strength was not consumed much, he still wanted to recover for one or two.

Huh ~

Suck ~

An Qisheng sat cross-legged, using one mind and two things, visualizing himself while recovering himself.

His breathing was fluctuating, and each breath was very long. The airflow that was raised blew the nearby grassland, like a breeze blew.

In the abdomen that is invisible to the naked eye, his gastrointestinal motility continues, which speeds up the digestion of fasting pills.

After entering the magic power, his control over the power has become much stronger, and his internal organs have improved their digestive ability.

The night is low and the moon is as cool as water.

An Qi stood up and took advantage of the moonlight to get closer to the mountain village.

The mountain village is very small, with about dozens of households. Under the night sky, lights can be seen faintly.

This mountain village is close to the mountains and forests, and is no longer as lights everywhere in the city. Although crescent moons hang high, the visibility is also very low.

Accompanied by the sound of the wind and the sound of the trees, there was a really dark atmosphere.

Running in the sound of the wind.

His body was as undulating as a horse, but his feet were not raised high, and he walked forward like a snake, but his speed was not slow, and each step was more than ten meters.

Under this night, if someone sees it accidentally, he will think he has seen a ghost.

"This group of tomb robbers is very alert. They have raised many wolf dogs and let them go at night. The dogs are much more keener than people, and the trained law enforcement officers will be discovered if they are accidentally."

An Qisheng lowered his body and grabbed a handful of gravel in his hand.

Then slowly approached the second-story rural building not far away.

call out!

After taking two steps forward, An Qisheng raised his arm, tightened his index finger and shot out a stone.

In the grass several meters away, a big wolf dog raised his head alertly, and the stone happened to shoot into his eyes.

An Qisheng's hand strength is so strong that even a brain breakdown can make an ordinary person become severely concussed. The dog sniffled in the grass with a "whimper".

call!

When the dog was shot to death, An Qisheng accelerated his feet, took two steps at the same time, and had already rushed to the wall.

When my ears approached, I heard the breathing in the room.

"There are thirteen people in total, two of them are old and weak, ten are in their prime, breathing strongly, and one is very mild, and seems to be in a coma, breathing with pain, and seems to be abused."

An Qisheng frowned. Is this group of people still kidnapped part-time?

"Woof, woof, woof!"
Chapter completed!