Su Qi looked at Wang Han in confusion, and then looked at Ximen Doudou.
Ximen Doudou was confused. After coming to his senses, Ximen Doudou smiled and explained, "Sister-in-law, my ninth brother is not the same as a normal person. This thing is quite talented. My ninth brother's talent is in the whole world.
There are very few existences.”
Su Qi began to doubt what Ximen Doudou said. After all, he broke through while eating hot pot and chatting. If anyone saw this, he would have the illusion that it would be easy to break through.
Huang Wang took over the conversation and explained, "Lao Jiu is very talented and cannot be compared with normal people."
"Yes, my ninth brother and his brother are all geniuses among geniuses, and my ninth brother is one of the best among their ninth brothers!"
"Is this kind of talent the strongest?" Su Qi asked again.
Huang Wang shook his head, "No, there is another one stronger than him."
"There is anyone stronger than him? Who?"
Huang Wang looked out the window and said, "The Eighth Old on Mount Zhongnan."
"A Taoist priest?"
"That's right."
After a meal.
Wang Han sent Su Qi and Guoguo home first.
Huang Wang and Ximen Doudou were sent to Bangzi again, and several people knew each other, so they soon got into a hot chat.
It was already past ten o'clock in the evening when I came out of Bangzi.
Wang Han shook his car key with his fingers. When he passed by the flower platform, an elderly man sat next to the flower platform, with his head hanging down, motionless, looking weak.
Originally, Wang Han turned around and patted the old man gently. This was a life, so what if something happened?
"Uncle, are you okay?"
The old man raised his head and looked clear.
Eyes are bright and bright.
The whole person looks very energetic.
"Little donor." The old man chuckled.
Wang Han was stunned for a moment, "Teacher God?"
"sit."
Wang Han flicked the cigarette butt into the trash can and sat down.
"Why are you here?"
"Awaiting for you."
Wang Han was confused.
The old master took out a crystal clear jade pendant and handed it to Wang Han.
"When I was chatting with the imperial master a few days ago, he asked me to tell you a fortune and fortune. You have had a disaster recently. In this jade pendant, there is a dragon energy that my master invaded into that year. You can rely on the dragon energy to rely on the dragon energy.
To stop the disaster for you.”
Wang Han took the jade pendant and said, "Thank you, Master God."
"No need to thank you, you and I have a destiny, this is a gift to you." The old master smiled kindly.
"It's getting late, I have to go to Zhongnan Mountain."
Wang Han hurriedly said, "Take God, how is my starling doing recently?"
“He’s very good.”
Back then, the starlings and veins were broken, but the old master refused to agree and accepted the starlings as his disciple.
The old master wanted to stand up, took a breath and grabbed Wang Han's arm.
"What's wrong with Master Tian?"
"The legs are numb, help me up."
Wang Han pulled the corner of his mouth and helped the old master get up.
The old master beat his legs and smiled at Wang Han, "Little donor, I'm lucky to see you again."
"Take a slow walk!"
The old master walked slowly, and at first glance, he looked like an old man in his twilight years, but in just a few seconds, the old master walked out dozens of meters.
Wang Han lit a cigarette again and looked at the old master's departure.
There are several branches of the Taoist sect, including Quanzhen, Maoshan, Xuanmen and even the horse immortal.
And there is one of the most difficult Taoist Taoism among them.
There is only one descendant of the Taoist Taoism in the past dynasties. Their methods are different from normal practice methods. Normal people have taken one step from nothing to one step, from a master to a little master to a grand master to a half-step realm of transformation and then to a realm of transformation.
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However, after several years of precipitation, the Heavenly Master Dao can reach the sky and enter the realm of transformation.
The method of holding the five thunder is terrifying and daunting!
Because the Tao of the Heavenly Master is really too difficult, the Heavenly Masters of all generations will spend a lot of time looking for successors. If the number is abolished, they will immediately practice a new number.
Wang Han withdrew his gaze and drove home.
A night passed by.
The next evening, Wang Han and Bangzi were wearing hard hats and squatting beside a tree smoking cigarette.
Not far away, the quails were digging holes, and the digging soil was scattered and fell to the distance.
The Bangzi Jian took a different approach and got the waterway map of this place.
He directly dug a hole down one mile away from the psychiatric hospital and entered the sewer. In order to avoid discovering the League of Legends on the hospital, he dug a hole in the sewer and went straight into Tongyou Tower.
Quail is a master of hole digging. With such a large project volume, it was dug through a day and two nights.
The quail came out of the inside with a hard hat, his face covered in dirt, and he could only see a pair of eyes rolling.
"Bang Ye, Master Jiu, I touched the foundation of the tower and could open the first floor in another half an hour."
Bangzi threw a cigarette at the quail. Half an hour later, the quail brought people to the quail, "Bang, Master Jiu, I dug it out, but it's a little slippery inside, you have to be careful."
"Ah Han, let's go down."
Wang Han extinguished the cigarette butt and then crawled into the hole. At first it was a slope, and the two of them fell very quickly. Soon after, they landed on the sewer.
After walking along the sewer for a few hundred meters, I got into a newly dug hole.
Go down all the way to the bottom.
The hole can only accommodate one person to drill into, but the bang is drilling very quickly.
Less than ten minutes.
The bang in front suddenly stopped.
Heels knocked three times.
This is the code of two people.
There is no problem at one time, there is a problem at two times, and there is a problem at three times, and there is a wait and see if the changes occur.
Many people have claustrophobia, and this narrow passage will be boring.
After five or six minutes, I knocked my heel on the clang and slipped down first.
Wang Han followed him and crawled downwards.
A few minutes later, the clang in front suddenly disappeared, and then the clang sounded like a clang curse came from inside.
"Ah Han Xiao..."
Before the word "Bangzixin" was spoken out, Wang Han touched the extremely smooth foundation of the tower. He fell into it without grasping it firmly.
Sitting on Bangzi's body.
"My indestructible big waist!"
Wang Han got off Bangzi's body, "The base of this tower is covered with oil."
"Yes, quail! I didn't even say such an important thing." Bangzi stood up rubbing his waist.
Wang Han shone around with a lamp, "He said he was careful to slip, and neither of us cared about it."
The light shone upwards and suddenly a pale face shone out.
Wang Han was shocked and shivered.
Bangzi was also shocked.
Looking closely, there were dense sculptures above.
They all have different shapes, wearing coarse linen clothes, each with pale faces, kneeling there, staring at Wang Han and Bang.
From Wang Han's perspective, these sculptures hang on top like bats.
But judging from the structure of the tower, they just knelt on the ground and looked up.
The dark environment was extremely quiet, and it was really creepy to be stared at by hundreds of pale and ugly sculptures.
"It seems that Master Buddha is right. This tower is completely upside down, and the arrangements inside are also upside down." Bangzi held his waist and looked around.
Bang looked around, "The Buddha said that the nine-story pagodas created by Qiu Chen are different, and are based on the Bagua. The first layer is Kun Gua, which represents the earth, and then mountains, water, wind, thunder, fire, zodiac, and sky , the ninth floor below is hidden in his treasure, let’s look for the entrance to the second floor.”
The two of them looked around with the lights on.
There are also various murals on the top of the tower at your feet. It looks like the people raised their hands and prayed for good weather.
And the so-called God is a person.
He stepped on the person on the mural, "This should be Qiu Chen."
Tick!
A drop of water suddenly fell on the mural pointed at by the toes of the bang.
The two looked up at the same time.
Above are dense sculptures with pale complexions hanging upside down.
The lights of the two were focused on a sculpture above their heads at the same time.