"Demon Clan?"

Mr. Gu was really surprised when he was injured.

The Cangmang Continent is known to have many races and a hundred races arise together.

But in fact, the vast continent is so big that the vast majority of the people of Dayan have never seen any other race.

Gu Shaoshang has never seen him before.

"Yes, this matter is related to the demon clan."

The smile on Sun Jing's face disappeared and he nodded heavily: "The demon clan spans half of the vast continent, and deep in the Daming Mountain, there are demon clans entrenched."

"As far as I know, there are millions of demon races in the depths of Daming Mountain."

Sun Jing's face was heavy, and the demon race bullied the world for countless years. Just mentioning it, he felt a little depressed.

"What does this have to do with the stolen sutras in Hanging Temple?"

Gu Shaoshen changed his mind and frowned and said, "Will the demon clan still like the martial arts of the Hanging Temple?"

If you lose a slight mistake in martial arts practice, you will be devilish if you are not careful.

How great is the difference between the human race and the demon race? The secrets of the human race's martial arts practice are worthless in the hands of the demon race.

Sun Jing came back to his senses and continued, "Yes, ordinary demons will naturally not like the secret book of Hanging Temple, but what if they are half demons?"

"Half demon!"

Gu Shaoshen was stunned and recalled.

There are thousands of races rising together in the vast continent, and there will naturally be no lack of bloodlines among all races.

When humans and demons are connected, they will give birth to half of the demon bloodline.

The vast majority of people with half-demon bloodlines are extremely difficult to practice the martial arts of the two tribes.

But there are also accidents. After the combination of shemale and demons, there will be a very small number of geniuses. They not only have excellent qualifications, but also can practice martial arts of both clans at the same time.

"Yes, that Kun Wu is just a half demon!"

Sun Jing nodded and said, "This news was reported after he stole the scriptures a few days ago and was intercepted by Kun Xiang of the Hangkong Temple. He is a half-demon bloodline!"

Immediately, Sun Jing told him what he knew one by one.

Gu Shaoshu suddenly realized why Kun Wu was qualified to practice the "Buddha I am the only one", but he still took the risk and defected.

Na Kunwu is a demon king at the peak of the sky level in Daming Mountain, the half-demon born to a human woman hundreds of years ago.

Although he is a half-demon, his father is a giant demon king in Daming Mountain and he is a rare peerless genius among half-demons.

Not only can he practice his father's demon clan martial arts, but he can also learn the human martial arts.

But at some point, the pseudonym Kunwu entered the Hangkong Temple and practiced martial arts.

But it is better to have Hanging Temple, or most human martial arts sects, when passing on secret books of the sect, they will stick to their bloodlines.

Therefore, with the arrival of the "Buddha I Only Sutra", he finally couldn't help but transform into a demon ape, sneaked into a sutra elder in the Hanging Temple, and ran down the mountain.

Then, disciples of the Hangkong Temple, led by Qianyang Kunxiang and others, chased them all the way to Daming Mountain.

"I see."

Gu Shaoshen had a general understanding of this matter.

Then, he frowned and asked, "The King of the Blast Ape is a great demon king of the Sky-level. How dare the Hangkong Temple chase after his descendants?"

A demon king at the peak of the dome level, once he is furious about the death of his descendants, will he not be afraid of extermination of the Hanging Temple?

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Sun Jing stood up and laughed loudly as he looked at Gu Shaoshen.

Under the gaze of Gu Shaoshen, the fat man with a big belly paced back and forth in the room, with a faint pride on his face: "From ancient times to the present, the human race cannot be humiliated lightly."

"Although the Raptor King is a demon king of the demon clan, he is in a disadvantaged situation, even if his son is killed by the Hangkong Temple, he will not dare to come out of the mountain."

Sun Jing's expression was flying, and his previous fear of the demon clan was wiped out: "What's more, my Dayan has the Grand Governor in charge, so he dare not be arrogant."

"Thank you Brother Sun to solve the problem."

Gu Shaoshen nodded and said no more.

He had seen it before on the Cangmang Memoir that the human race is a powerful race among the Cangmang Continent, and its foundation is the best in all worlds.

However, from Sun Jing's words, he still felt the strength of the human race more clearly.

The human race that has dominated the world since ancient times, even if it is not at its peak now, it will definitely not be humiliated!

"Brother, have you asked Gao's name yet?"

Sun Jing smiled and asked.

To an intelligence leader like him, you can naturally feel the powerful power contained in Gu Shaoshen's seemingly thin body.

I felt a sense of friendship in my heart.

"Sir Gu was injured."

Gu Shao was injured and bowed his hand and said lightly: "Brother Sun, let's go first."

This Buddhist scripture is made by the ancestor of Hanging Temple who killed the Zibing Dragon, the demon king of the sky, and took his dragon skin.

If it is lost, the secret book of the dome-level sky in the Hanging Temple will only be passed on by word of mouth in the future.

Once something happens, or if the younger generation is not good at learning skills, they may be worried about losing it.

This time, maybe I know that once I was brought into the Daming Mountain by Kunwu, I would never want to get this Buddhist sutra back.

The Hanging Temple actually promised that if someone could regain the scriptures, he could pass on a secret martial arts book of the Hanging Temple.

For a time, experts came to Youzhou and even nearby states.

"Brother, I advise you not to go to this muddy water!"

"I don't know how many masters went to chase Kun Wu, and there were many left-minded masters. If it was bad, it would be bad."

Sun Jing advised him.

"It's okay."

Gu Shaoshu's expression did not change and said lightly.

Although his realm at this time was only in the middle stage of the Qi Sect, even an ordinary master of concentration was not an opponent, so he was naturally not afraid.

Seeing that Gu Shaoshun was not caring at all, Sun Jing sighed slightly and took out a file from his sleeve: "Above this is the list of experts who may be chasing Kun Wu, which may be helpful to you."

Gu Shaoshang took the file and smiled slightly and said, "Then I would like to thank Brother Sun."

Immediately, Gu Shaoshang said goodbye and left the inn, took the dragon horse and slowly walked out of the city.

At the entrance of the inn, Sun Jing looked at Gu Shaoshen’s back with his hands behind his back.

"Mr. Gu is injured!"

Sun Jing murmured, and there was a feeling in his heart.

This person may have a day to meet again.

.........

Step on!

The sound of horse hooves is fast, and dust is splashing.

Gu Shao was injured and rode a dragon horse and was hired on the official road.

Going towards the place where Kun Wu might escape, recorded on the file.

The vast continent is no better than the Tang Dynasty or the Ming Dynasty. If it flies through the sky, it will inevitably be too swaggering.

The purpose of his trip was to help the Hangkong Temple regain the scriptures, so he didn't have to be too arrogant.

Anyway, many roads to Daming Mountain were blocked, so Kunwu couldn't struggle for a long time, and perhaps he could easily regain the scriptures without taking action by himself.

Step! Step!

Gu Shao's body was rising and falling as the horse ran, and his muscles and bones were constantly trembling.

All things are practiced, and every movement and stillness are Tao.

Even when riding a horse, Gu Shaoshu did not waste any time.

The speed of the dragon horse is first-class. Although Gu Shaoshu is not the top among the dragon horses, he still has 8,000 yards a day.

After the sun gradually sets westward, Gu Shaoshu came to a iron forest.

"Hmm? Master!"

Mr. Gu injured his legs and the dragon horse stopped.

Looking around, I saw a hundred feet away, under a piece of iron wood.

A barefoot, wearing a torn dress and a long-haired savage hanging around her waist, sat cross-legged.
To be continued...