Ke Xue: A small wish list

In a manor in England, Ballantine wiped the blood on his hands and looked at the old man lying on the ground with contempt...

"Can't you just tell me the truth? You're a bastard! If you don't eat the toast, you'll have to drink wine as a penalty!"

He dropped the handkerchief and walked towards the hall, throwing the tall portrait hanging on the wall on the ground, revealing a door made of mahogany.

Exquisite carvings were all over the two doors. Ballantine raised his hand and punched the door, and the door lock snapped. Ballantine shook his hand and muttered: "Bah! It's all fancy!"

When you open the door, you will see a long staircase extending straight downwards...

Ballantine took out a cigarette and lit it: "This old guy is quite good at playing~"

Walking down the stairs step by step, five minutes later, Ballantine, who reached the bottom, raised his eyes and looked in front of him...

A steel door more than seven meters high stood in front of him. Ballantine sneered and took out a dagger from his pocket, pointed it at the keyhole and thrust it hard. He twisted it angrily and heard a breaking sound in the lock.

Ballantine pulled hard, and the door lock broke in his hand. He threw the remains of the steel lock behind him and pushed the steel door hard.

The door slowly opened, and the lights quickly turned on, illuminating the space behind the door...

Ballantine slowly entered a corridor that was a hundred meters long. He looked at the ancient paintings hanging on the walls on both sides and the porcelain in the display cabinets beside the wall. There was an ancient object or painting every three meters or so.

Ballantine sneered: "Hahaha~ You are really greedy!"

Taking out the Wu Ma Ling from the backpack, I saw that it was emitting a soft pale white light, very weak...

Ballantine walked forward slowly. In this special situation, any fool knows that there must be something special, so just follow the feeling!

At the end of the corridor, Ballantine looked at a pile of boxes and rolled his eyes: "Robbing everything?"

A bright red toilet mixed with gold and silver utensils is placed in a messy corner...

Ballantine opened one box after another, and finally saw a different box. He opened the box gently, and inside lay a stone token in the shape of a pig's head and the size of a palm.

Ballantine stretched out the Wu Ma Ling towards the token, and saw that the pig's head-shaped token also began to emit white light...

Ballantine said calmly: "It seems that this is the Haizhu Order!"

Putting the two tokens into his backpack, he turned around and returned the same way. After leaving the manor and getting into the car, he took out his notebook. In this notebook, the addresses of 90% of private collectors in the UK were recorded...

Ballantine took a red pen and circled one of the locations gently and made a cross. He put away the notebook, started the vehicle and drove towards the next target...

At midnight, Mount Tai of China...

A young monk walked into the mountain temple. After doing the hand gestures, the red gem on the forehead of the statue shot out a red light and turned into a red vortex in front of the monk.

The monk bowed slightly and slowly walked into the vortex. The vortex turned into light spots and spread out in all directions and dissipated in the air...

In a huge cave, the monk walked forward slowly. The crystals on both sides of the road were emitting light, and the illuminated cave was as bright as day.

The road continued forward until it reached the center of a circular pit. At the tip of the road, a small tree with a shining green light was growing vigorously.

The three old people sat around the saplings, their eyes slightly closed. The monk came behind the three and bowed slightly: "Shaolin temple guardian monk ___ Qin Xin, I have met three seniors!"

The three of them opened their eyes together. They looked at the monk without saying a word. After a while, the old Taoist sitting cross-legged waved his whisk lightly: "Have you ever seen my Wudang Taoist Protector ___ Mochen?"

Qin Xin bowed: "Junior has already met senior brother Weichen. Senior brother will arrive in an hour."

The Taoist nodded: "Then wait!"

The old monk on the other side chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice: "Amitabha, can you bring the magic pestle?"

Qin Xin saluted: "Disciple brought it!"

Qin Xin took out a package from the monk's robe and handed it to the old monk. He opened the package and found a short-handled pestle that looked like it was made of mountain stone wrapped in cassock.

The old man sitting cross-legged behind the sapling, wearing a silver-white Chinese tunic suit, took one look and said: "The Buddhist Shaolin Demon-Subduing Pestle, the Taoist Wudang True Martial Sword, and the Humanist Clan Kongtong Seal. The three major artifacts should be able to suppress him!"

The old Taoist shook his head: "It's difficult, it's difficult~"

The old monk also sighed and said: "Hey! After the Demon Doctor Rebellion, the six guardian inheritances were broken one after another. Only Wudang and Shaolin were left with back-ups. The other four veins were all destroyed. The pulse-protecting artifact was missing. The four veins were missing. To suppress His godhead..."

The old Taoist stroked his beard gently: "I hope the Twelve Yuan Chen can survive for a while! At least until this era, the son of destiny who can inherit the natural godhead is born!"

The old man in Mao suit shook his head slightly: "We believe that man can conquer nature!"

The old monk nodded slightly: "This is destiny..."

The old Taoist looked above his head and said helplessly: "Someone is collecting Yuan Chen Bu Zhou Ling!"

The other three people also looked up...

The light blue beam outlines a huge circular formation on the top of the cave, with the twelve zodiac signs each occupying a position...

At this time, the other totems were a little dim. Only the Wu Horse, Hai Pig, and Chen Long, Yin, Tiger and Chou Ox were shining brightly.

Qin Xin sat cross-legged behind the old monk: "Amitabha~"

A red vortex appeared in the distance. A Taoist priest stepped out of the vortex with a sword on his back. After seeing the four people, he bowed politely: "I have met the master, I have met the two seniors, I have met the junior brother Qin Xin, I am polite!"

The old Taoist nodded and said with a smile: "Have you ever brought a real sword?"

Wei Chen untied the sword from his back and handed it to the Taoist. The long sword was unsheathed. The blade was as black as ink. It was also made of rock like the Shaolin Demonic Pestle. However, the sword was sharp and sharp. It was not as violent as the Demonic Pestle, but it was also Murderous and murderous...

The vortex appeared again, and a young man came out carrying a box. When he came to several people, he stood at attention and saluted: "I've seen you, senior!"

The old man in Chinese tunic suit nodded slightly: "Bring me the Kongtong Seal!"

Opening the box, the old man took out a seal and placed it three inches in front of the sapling in front of him. It was made of the same mountain stone as before, with a golden light shining on it.

The old Taoist also placed his sword three inches in front of the sapling. The old monk followed suit...

The three artifacts gently floated up half a finger, and a light shield wrapped the three old men and the sapling artifact inside. The three of them said in unison: "You all should leave here!"

The three juniors saluted: "Yes!"

After the three people left, the old Taoist said worriedly: "A storm is coming!"

The old monk said calmly: "It is God's will, Amitabha~"

The old man in Chinese tunic looked up at the magic circle above his head: "It would be great if I could destroy Him..."

The old Taoist shook his head: "The godhead comes from outside the sky, and only the power from outside can destroy it. The twelve yuan chen cannot destroy the godhead. We are mortals..."

The old man in Chinese tunic suit looked down at the sapling in front of him: "If you can't destroy it, I'll crush it for another five thousand years!"

"Infinite Heavenly Lord~"

"Amitabha~"

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