He Zudao stared at the direction where the man left just now, his eyes drifted for a long time, hesitated and confused, but in the end he still shook his feet and chased him in the direction where the man left.

Only Zhu Hanwen and his group were left in the cave. Seeing the strength shown by the two literary spirits, Zhu Hanwen knew that the road he would take in the future was too long. Well, not only the future, but also a very difficult thing waiting for him to solve.

The nunchao, which was just slapped by Hou Lie, finally regained its luster. It seems that the failure to resurrect the soul and the destruction of the body will have a great blow to the ancestor of the Dragon Vein of China.

The nunchao pulled out of the wall by itself, shaking off the sand and soil on his body. He probably couldn't bear to leave his body, and wandered over the cave for a while, then flew deeper.

A few people were afraid that the strange god would come back, so they followed him and walked into the depths of the cave for about an hour. After crossing two underground rivers and five or six caves, everyone finally arrived at the end of the entire cave. The nunchao flew here and finally stopped. Amid the screams of everyone, the birthplace of the Dragon Vein of the Shenzhou was completely revealed in front of everyone. Everyone had a tacit understanding at that time, and everything they saw and heard here could not reveal a word to the outside for the rest of their lives...

A day later, a group of four people walked out of the Death Valley. The plane they had been sent to was waiting for them at the booking place. When they got on the plane, Zhu Hanwen kept looking at Yang Yuan with his eyes squinting at the bitch, his eyes full of jealousy, and Fan Zhen had no expression on his face, but his eyes were filled with relief and excitement when he occasionally looked at Yang Yuan. As for Hou Lie, he called somersault clouds and lay on the clouds with his head in his arms, with his face full of constipation. No one was willing to speak, and the previous guide was not easy to provoke them, so he had to let the plane take off directly. Everyone returned to Brada Palace awkwardly.

When he saw Zhu Gu, Zhu Hanwen told the whole story all the causes and consequences. When he talked about the final destination of the nunskull transformed by the Ancestral Dragon Dragon Horn, Zhu Hanwen paused for a moment, and then said that the nunskull contained the Ancestral Dragon Yuanshen, and naturally returned to the Ancestral Dragon Dragon Revival Land to practice again. Zhu Gu also said that the monsters in the entire Tibetan area had indeed dissipated a day ago. Everyone then breathed a sigh of relief, and then followed Zhu Gu to the rooftop where Xuanfeng was.

Xuanfeng looked at Zhu Hanwen for a while, then glanced at Yang Yuan not far away and nodded slightly without saying anything. Then he rose up and made a sound of dragon roar that resounded through the world. The dragon claws gently stumbled on Zhu Hanwen's chest. A drop of dragon blood condensed in Zhu Hanwen's bloodline, and was then sucked into his mouth by Xuanfeng.

"There are nine blood curses on your body, and you can live for another year. What happened next depends on your luck." After saying that, Xuanfeng ignored everyone and flew directly to the eaves and turned into a stone sculpture again.

Zhu Hanwen only has respect for the mocking Feng. People only know that he likes to climb high and look far away, but they don’t know that he has been patrolling the world. Once he finds something abnormal, he will issue a warning. Just like this time, if he hadn’t found that Zu Longju was covered up and asked Zhu Hanwen and others to investigate, there would be unimaginable changes in the land of China.

After everyone bowed to Xuan Feng, they followed Zhu Gu back to the Sunlight Hall. Looking at the surging Buddha power in Zhu Gu's body at this time, Zhu Hanwen sincerely praised the magic of the method of reincarnation in Tibetan. After talking to Zhu Gu for a while, he learned that the Grand Lama of Gongbu had already gone to Ta'er Temple to find his master Nagarjuna Bodhisattva to continue his practice. He declined Zhu Gu's retention and thank-you gifts, and the few left the Brada Palace.

Standing on the square of Brada Palace, looking at the city full of waste, the Tibetans are busy rebuilding their homes. The white clouds within reach and the blue sky, Zhu Hanwen felt a rare calm. During this period, things pushed him all the way, traveling around for most of the country, and going through life and death, and the difficulties and obstacles were as hard as people knew the warmth and coldness of water. These were just the experiences he had entered the Taoist world for more than half a year. Now everything has come to an end, and his tense nerves have finally relaxed.

"The next step is to carry out a task. The authorities have arranged it. If you don't like to work hard for the authorities, you can find a place to rest for a few days. When I come back, I will contact you. Fan Zhen, how about I complete this task and go to Putuo Mountain?" Zhu Hanwen felt a little uncomfortable when he looked at these friends who have been working hard with him. From chance to sharing life and death, no matter what dangers he faces, no one has ever complained, and no one has left him. How can he be a gangster who has accomplished nothing? How can he be treated like this?!

"I've been here all the way, are you still missing another place?" Fan Zhen learned to roll his eyes at some point, and said with a glance at Zhu Hanwen, "Hey, this is what you said. After completing this task, you will follow me to return to the master's sect. I really miss my master a little."

"Yes, it's not bad for the past few days. Where will we go next?" Yang Yuan glanced at Fan Zhen and said.

Zhu Hanwen looked at Hou Lie who was resting with his eyes closed, shook his head, and chuckled, "The Yi Qi Qin King Conference in the southwest border."

"The southwestern border is a place outside the world. In addition to the forces of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism, the authorities will let you go alone?" Yang Yuan frowned, feeling that things were not as simple as he imagined.

"Yes, the authorities have never had much strength in the management of the Taoist world. Of course, this kind of chore is a newcomer like me. However, the goal of the mission is to maintain stability. As long as the Qin King Conference is successfully completed, even if I complete the task, there are still more than ten days left. We don't need to hurry. We can rest for a few days first and then go and find out the specific situation."

Five days later, Xichang Qingshan Airport, southwest of Bashu Province.

A military transport plane slowly landed on the runway. The cabin door opened, and a figure rushed out as if it was flying. He held the tire of the minibus with one hand and started to vomit. Then Zhu Hanwen, Fan Zhen, and Yang Yuan all suppressed their smiles and slowly got off the plane.

"Brother, are you okay."

"Vomit~"

"Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Wave your hand.

"Then you spit my car so dirty, do we have to calculate it?" The person who spoke jumped off the minibus.

Bang! The minibus with a net weight of three tons was knocked over with one punch.

"Hou Lie!" Zhu Hanwen hurriedly ran over and pressed his hand on Hou Lie's shoulder. The driver of the minibus didn't know how to live or die, and he was having a cough with this guy. Thanks to this guy's heart, this guy's character has become much more stable now. If this were to be put before, the punch would have hit him in the face.

The minibus driver watched his car being punched by the other party, and ran out of the airport with a fright. While running, he didn't forget to call the police. Zhu Hanwen shook his head helplessly and had to dial Lin Jiu's phone number. After being scolded by the other party, he received a positive answer. Zhu Hanwen was about to hang up the phone, but the other party said a place and a name.

Luojishan, Moxi will not do it.

After leaving the airport, I was about to find out the location of Luoji Mountain, a military jeep with a white license plate was parked in front of them.

"I am Lin Wu, and I am the person in charge of your mission this time. Get on the bus." A beautiful girl came from the car and looked into the driver's seat. A girl wearing sunglasses and dressed in a skillful and neat manner was putting her arm on the car window and looking at them.

Lin Wu? Could it be Lin Jiu's superior? Zhu Hanwen didn't ask much, and called a few people into the car. With the screams of the motor, the car seemed to be a crazy dog ​​running out of the reins. He hurriedly fastened his seat belt and looked at the street scene that was retreating rapidly outside the window, Zhu Hanwen remembered the beautiful figure far away in the northeast. It was as fast as lightning, as youthful and beautiful as well, as brutal as it was.

"***, don't you bring your eyes when you go out?!"

"**What a hard drive!"

"Don't you know how to turn left and right? **"

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Chapter completed!