A charming soft ladder bridge ripples under the scorching sun.

The bridge is like a viper crawling rapidly under the bridge, swaying left and right.

However, the bridge is a bit large in scale, extending through the woods that stretch more than ten miles, and swaying endlessly with the wind blowing branches and leaves.

The bridge sways and waves, and everyone is accompanied by the bridge under their feet in the scorching sun, flashing the reflection of armored weapons, and the dazzling goldenness.

Wang Langjun saw the panoramic view and saw that Lao Cheng had not adapted to the correct posture of walking on the soft ladder bridge. While walking on the soft ladder, he looked at the foggy Wuliang Mountain in front of him, and said: "You asked me about the tips for walking on the soft ladder the day before yesterday. I didn't tell you that the live broadcast is easier for you to accept.

But you have understood the secret of stewing meat and bone soup with large and large heat, but you have not understood the characteristics of the fire stick used to stew meat and bone soup.

The fire stick is flammable if it has a dry texture, and it will burn to become red and break when it is burned.

The fire stick is full of moisture and will be bent and deformed when baked when fire is fire.

Therefore, the texture characteristics of this fire stick are the same as walking a soft ladder, and it is also similar to making a living by being a human being.

Lao Cheng, what do you think?"

"Ah, don't shake the bridge anymore. How can you make a living by crossing a bridge?

This is clearly your act of revenge. You will be revenge and will be very bad."

Cheng Yaojin alertly leaned his feet on the wooden stick that was swinging in front, swaying under his feet, waving his arms to find a sense of balance, and followed Wang Langjun in surprise and shouting.

This kid is a very good person, a little man and a big villain.

It seems that nothing can be hidden from his visual thinking?

Now that he has expressed the characteristics of a fire stick, which is used for example, walking a soft ladder and making a living, shouldn’t it be wrong?

But he stumped me, Lao Cheng. I, Lao Cheng, is not a wooden man, and I don’t understand the dialect of Mu.

Bah, why are I, Old Cheng, talking nonsense again?

These are all the messes that I, Old Cheng, learned from this kid, and most of them are taboos when I learn to speak...

Wang Langjun glanced at him showing a disbelief and said in his heart: "Old Cheng, have you seen two wheels on both sides of the carriage moving in parallel, so do you think the two wheels can carry people in a line?"

"What? You said two wheels are in a line and want to carry people. Are you daydreaming?"

Cheng Yaojin was stunned and grabbed the tree next to him and stopped, tilted his head, turned his eyes and thought for a moment, shook his head and looked at Wang Langjun, and said in shame and anger.

This kid is clearly teasing people.

Even people walk with two legs, but they still support their bodies in parallel to each other.

This is true for humans and animals, and most animals have four legs, six and other balanced bodies walking and running.

This is a kind of action ability given to living beings by God.

So far, I have never heard of it, nor have I seen one foot, or two walking on the same line with the feet of a multi-legged animal.

This shows that the laws of action designated by God are immutable.

Therefore, I, Old Cheng, concluded that this guy said that two wheels were moving forward in a line, which was clearly a way to deal with me, Old Cheng, who was beaten by this little brat, huh...

What is he doing?

This is a knife cutting the branches of birch trees, making two wheels, forming a wire to put them on a tripod, with a weird handguard above the front and a small seat plate in the middle. Can this thing carry people?

That is absolutely impossible.

This kid is really a mess...

Wang Langjun made a bicycle without a back seat, placed it on the vine on the right side of the soft ladder, rode on the triangle seat board, turned his head and looked at Lao Cheng and said, "Lao Cheng, you can see clearly with your eyes wide open. The time to witness a miracle is coming.

Because you can't walk steadily on this soft ladder bridge with both legs, it means you lack a sense of balance and corresponding psychological quality, which makes you afraid to walk steadily on the soft ladder bridge.

So you should take a look at my master's unique skills on a bicycle on the Eight Immortals, and by the way, find a fulcrum for your fear and physical balance, and support the two wheels in your old Cheng's thoughts into a line and cannot carry people. Let's walk..."

"Ah, hahaha, miracles, miracles, the bicycle is walking on the tightrope..."

Cheng Yaojin heard the harshness at first, and felt disdainful and looked at Wang Langjun as he rode his bicycle on a vine and moved forward quickly, he was shocked and screamed.

How is this possible?

Putting aside the problem of two wheels walking in a line, just talking about his bicycle riding on the undulating and swaying vines, isn't that amazing?

His posture is like a branch and leaf growing on a vine, connected to each other without leaving the wind.

It is like a warrior using weapons to reach the state of unity of man and sword, like a finger arm.

So that's it. He was teaching me something that Lao Cheng couldn't see through on the spot. Lao Cheng really wanted to learn from him and learn again...

...

Wang Langjun rode his bicycle and threw Lao Cheng and others away, and arrived in the woods at the foot of the mountain east of Wuliang Mountain. He saw the emperor looking over under the imperial guards, so he stepped on the bicycle's pedals and accelerated forward.

"Wow, look, that's Wang Langjun. He has made a magic cart again. How did the wheels of the magic cart become a thread..."

"Miracle, why did I see two magical carts with wheels that can carry people in a line? Are you mistaken?"

"You are not blind, but your heart is blind. Don't you know that there is nothing impossible to happen to Wang Langjun?"

"That's right. If he gives me that magic cart, I will set up a longevity card for him to worship it every day..."

"Get out, I miss his magic cart too, but unfortunately I am just clouds and smoke in his eyes..."

"This is reasonable. Wang Langjun is the master of the clouds and fog, and this has all flew up..."

The soldiers of the three armies gathered to the attention and discussed it in a lot of different ways.

Bathed in the scorching sun and the soldiers of the three armies, Wang Langjun rode his bike to the edge of the platform on the tree connected to the soft ladder bridge. When he stopped, he saw several generals walking over with the emperor, lifting the car with one hand and throwing it out...

"Stop it, keep the magic cart, don't throw it into the snake pile and ruin it, ah..."

Li Shimin watched the concubine's son ride a magic cart and arrive at the platform quickly. He was fascinated by the sight and fantasizing about taking the magic cart back to the magic cart. When he made the magic cart in batches, he saw the concubine's son throwing the magic cart into the pile of snakes. He was both jealous and exclaimed in surprise.

This concubine's son is too tyrannical!

I feel so sad that the concubine's son destroyed the magical cart. He clearly despised me and warned me that the divine objects he knew were creating were as numerous as cows?

This proves that his talents and value are infinite. He has infinite creative abilities and can change the talents of the Tang Dynasty.

He made the immortal palace and the magic cart in front of me, all of which were warning me not to restrain myself, or even enslave him or kill him, otherwise he would lose his magical talent like him?

It seems that he guessed that I would kill him after I obtained the Book of Inheritance...

Wang Langjun looked around the shocked soldiers around him, flew past the emperor, and found the old craftsman and said, "Old stubborn, don't you look very good?"

"Hmph, I can't die, but I was almost pissed to death by you.

If you come one day later, you will not have the chance to enter the Heritage Cave.

The entrance to the Chengcheng Cave is on a cliff at the southern end of Wuliang Mountain. From here, you will be bitten to the Chengcheng Cave by a snake. There are too many snakes here.

It is very feasible to cross mountains and ridges from the pine forests in the north of Wuliang Mountain to reach the Chengcheng Cave in the south, but the pine forests in the north are densely filled with miasma. Once you step on the pine forest, you will be poisoned by miasma.

Therefore, we can only go around Moshui Lake at the southern end of Wuliang Mountain and take a boat from Moshui Lake to the Chengcheng Cave. There is no other way..."

The old craftsman sat on the platform, leaning his back against the trunk of the pine tree, raised his head, and glared at Wang Langjun angrily and said.

Wang Langjun touched his chin, shook his head slightly and said, "Not necessarily..."
Chapter completed!