Just listening to what he said, I suddenly remembered that every time Mei Hui and I entered the ancient tomb, whenever we encountered those dirty things, it was all done out of a moment of bravery. This time when we met this old Captain Jin, it was still...

We need to learn some skills. After all, we still have a way to go. Even if we want to wash our hands in a golden basin, there is still the last danger of the Qing Dynasty Dragon Vein to overcome.

The Dragon Veins of the Qing Dynasty is the greatest battle in the world, and there must be millions of dangers hidden in it. We are not yet qualified as gold-finding captains, facing these institutions set up by the ancients and the high-tech instruments that fascinate us modern people.

Sometimes it seems a little pale and feeble, and only the skills of these golden captains are the most reliable.

"If your master was still here, would you take the initiative to go to him and admit your mistake?" I asked him.

"Why do you kid even dare to make jokes about me?"

"I'm serious, I'm not kidding. I think you have been missing your days at Changsheng Mountain for so many years, and you have never looked down upon yourself because you were a gold-touching captain."

"I have never regretted that I became the Mojin School Captain. I have always been grateful to my master and him. It's just that fate has played a trick on people. I was born into the Aisin Gioro family. How could I watch the Mojin School poach me?

The Jurchen’s Great Qing Dragon Vein has cut off the vitality of the Manchu people? Wushuang, do you think I have selfish motives? In fact, none of the three of our masters have any selfish motives. The Yin Yang Sage wants to prosper the Gold Touching Sect, while I want to keep the country.

Qinglongmai, my disciple Gongyao wants to save the working people of the world from the sea of ​​suffering!" He said it very affectionately, and maybe it was the truth in his heart.

"The three of you think so, all for the sake of righteousness, but what about the rat in the sky?" I asked him.

He sighed and said that if there was anything he regretted in his life, it would be because he made this move because of his position as a big pole and accepted the Sky Mouse as his disciple. Although he later left Changsheng Mountain,

But he knew in his heart that the final decline of Changsheng Mountain was also due to the Sky-Drawing Mouse. Perhaps even the death of his eldest disciple Wu Gongyao was inseparable from the Sky-Drilling Mouse.

Speaking of this, the nearly 100-year-old Colonel Mojin burst into tears and regretted it.

Wu Gongyao can be said to be the last generation descendant of the Eastern Gold Touching Sect. Even though he only has the same Yin Yang and Five Elements skills as his ancestor, but with his extraordinary kung fu and status in the world, he completely transformed them in those years.

Changsheng Mountain's reputation has become famous. In addition to Fengjun, even the Zhili and Shanxi warlords have taken the initiative to visit the mountain. The number of heroes gathered on Changsheng Mountain has gradually exceeded 50,000.

At this time, Wu Gongyao's waist was very strong. There were 50,000 thieves. They were not ordinary people. They were all green forest people who committed murder and arson. Several times the government of the Republic of China tried to send a large army to kill him, but they all failed. At that time, the Republic of China

The government was actually an empty shell. Several presidents relied on various warlords, and Wu Gongyao was backed by the army, so no one dared to offend him.

Changsheng Mountain suffered a lot of big fights in those days. It was different when people had money and power. Wu Gongyao's ambition was not limited to Changsheng Mountain and the Northeast. He had the world in his heart. Zhang Zuolin couldn't count on it for the rest of his life.
Chapter completed!