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"Monster clan?"

Gu Shaoshang was really surprised now.

The vast continent is said to be full of thousands of races, and hundreds of races rise together.

But in fact, the vast continent is so vast that most of the people of Dayan have never seen any other races.

Gu Shaoshang has never seen it either.

"Yes, this matter is related to the demon clan."

The smile on Sun Jing's face disappeared, and he nodded heavily: "The demon clan spans half of the vast continent, and there is a demon clan entrenched deep in the Daming Mountain."

"As far as I know, there are millions of monsters deep in the Daming Mountain."

Sun Jing's face was heavy. The demon clan had bullied the world for countless years. Just mentioning it made him feel depressed.

"What does this have to do with the Sutra theft incident at Xuankong Temple?"

Gu Shaoshang changed his mind and frowned: "Will the demon clan still take a fancy to the martial arts of Xuankong Temple?"

In martial arts practice, the slightest mistake can make the difference, and if you are not careful, you will go crazy.

The difference between the human race and the demon race is so huge. The martial arts training secrets of the human race are completely worthless in the hands of the demon race.

Sun Jing came back to his senses and continued: "Yes, ordinary monsters will naturally not take a fancy to the secret book of Xuankong Temple, but what if it is a half-demon?"

"Half-demon!"

Gu Shaoshang was startled and recalled.

Thousands of races have arisen together in the vast continent, and naturally there will be no lack of blood mixing among the various races.

If a person communicates with a demon, he will give birth to a half-demon bloodline.

The vast majority of people with half-demon bloodline find it extremely difficult to practice the martial arts of the two clans.

But there are also surprises. After the union of humans and demons, there will be a very small number of geniuses who not only have excellent qualifications, but can also practice the martial arts of the two races at the same time.

"Yes, that Kunwu is a half-demon!"

Sun Jingjing nodded and said: "This news came out after he stole the scriptures a few days ago and was intercepted by Kun Xiang of Xuankong Temple. He is of half-demon bloodline!"

Immediately, Sun Jing told him everything he knew.

Only then did Gu Shaoshang suddenly realize why that Kunwu had the qualifications to practice the "Buddha, My Sovereign Sutra", but still took the risk and stole the sutra and defected.

That Kunwu was a demon king at the peak of the Sky Level in the Daming Mountain, a half-demon born to the Ape King and a human woman hundreds of years ago.

Although he is a half-demon, his father is a giant demon king in the Daming Mountains, and he himself is a rare genius among half-demon.

Not only can he practice his father's demon martial arts, but he can also learn human martial arts.

But I don’t know when, under the pseudonym Kunwu, he became a disciple of Xuankong Temple and practiced martial arts.

But whether it is Xuankong Temple or the vast majority of human martial arts sects, they will stick to their bloodline when passing down the secret book of suppressing the religion.

Therefore, as the day came for him to pass on the "Buddha, My Sovereign Sutra", he finally couldn't help it, transformed into a demon ape, attacked the sutra preaching elder of Xuankong Temple, and ran down the mountain.

Subsequently, the disciples of Xuankong Temple, led by Qianyang Kunxian and others, chased all the way towards Daming Mountain.

"I see."

Young Master Gu had a general understanding of the matter in his heart.

Immediately, he frowned and asked: "The Ape King is a great demon king at the Qiongtian level. How dare the Xuankong Temple pursue and kill his heirs?"

If a demon king at the pinnacle of Qiongtian level goes out in a rage due to the death of his descendant, will the Xuankong Temple be afraid of destroying the entire clan?

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Sun Jing stood up, looked at Gu Shaoshang and laughed out loud.

Under Gu Shaoshang's gaze, the fat man with a big belly paced back and forth in the room, with a touch of pride on his face: "From ancient times to the present, the human race cannot be insulted."

"Although the violent ape king is a demon king of the demon clan, if he is in the wrong, even if his son is killed by the Xuankong Temple, he will not dare to come out."

Sun Jing's expression was filled with excitement, and his previous fear of the demon clan was gone: "What's more, my Dayan has a governor sitting in charge, so he doesn't dare to be presumptuous."

"Thank you, Brother Sun, for clearing up the confusion."

Gu Shaoshang nodded and said no more.

He had read in Cangmang Chronicles before that the human race was a powerful race among all the races in Cangmang Continent, and its foundation was the best in all worlds.

However, from Sun Jing's words, he still felt the power of the human race more clearly.

The human race has dominated the world since ancient times. Even if it is not at its peak now, it will never be humiliated!

"Brother, you're welcome, haven't you asked me about Gao's name?"

Sun Jing asked with a slight smile.

An intelligence leader like him could naturally feel the tyrannical power contained in Gu Shaoshang's seemingly thin body.

The desire to make friends arose in my heart.

"Gu Shaoshang."

Gu Shaoshang cupped his hands and said calmly: "Brother Sun, I'll take my leave now."

This Buddhist Sutra was made by the founder of Xuankong Temple who killed the Purple Ice Dragon, the demon king of Qiongtian level, and took his dragon skin.

If it is lost, the Xuankong Temple's heaven-level secret book can only be passed down by word of mouth in the future.

If something unexpected happens, or if the younger generation is not good at learning, there may be a risk of losing the legacy.

This time, Xu knew that once Kun Wu brought him into the Daming Mountain, he would never be able to get back the Sutra of Buddha and Self.

The Xuankong Temple actually promised that if anyone could take back the scriptures, he would be able to pass on the Xuankong Temple's Concentrating Level Martial Arts secret book.

For a time, experts came from Youzhou and even several neighboring states.

"Brother, I advise you not to go into this muddy water!"

"I don't know how many masters went to hunt down Kun Wu, and there are some left-handed masters among them. It would be bad if it messes up Chi Yuzhi."

Sun Jing advised.

"It doesn't matter."

Gu Shaoshang's expression did not change and he said calmly.

Although his realm at this time was only in the middle stage of Qi Zong, he was no match for even ordinary Concentration level masters, so he was naturally fearless.

Seeing Gu Shaoshang's unconcerned look, Sun Jing sighed slightly and took out a file from his sleeve robe: "Above this is a list of masters who may be chasing Kun Wu. It may be helpful to you."

Gu Shaoshang took the file, smiled slightly and said, "Thank you so much, Brother Sun."

Immediately, Gu Shaoshang said goodbye and left the inn, picked up the dragon horse and walked slowly out of the city.

At the door of the inn, Sun Jing looked at Gu Shaoshang's retreating back with his hands behind his hands.

"Gu Shaoshang!"

Sun Jing murmured, feeling something in his heart.

There may be a day when we see this person again.

.......

Tap!

The sound of horse hooves was rapid, splashing little bits of dust.

Gu Shaoshang rode a dragon horse and rode on the official road to recruit people.

Heading towards the place where Kun Wu might have fled as recorded in the file.

The vast continent is not as good as the Tang and Ming worlds. If you fly through the sky, it will inevitably be too ostentatious.

The purpose of his trip was just to help Xuankong Temple regain the scriptures, so he didn't need to be too ostentatious.

Anyway, many roads to Daming Mountain are blocked by others, so Kunwu won't be able to struggle for long, and he may be able to easily regain the scriptures without having to take action himself.

Tap! Tap!

Gu Shaoshang's figure rose and fell as the dragon horse ran, and his muscles and bones were constantly trembling.

All things are cultivated, and every movement and stillness is the Tao.

Even when riding a horse, Gu Shaoshang did not waste any time.

The speed of dragon horses is top-notch. Although Gu Shaoshang's horse is not the best among dragon horses, it can still travel eight thousand times a day.

After the sun gradually set in the west, Gu Shaoshang came to an ironwood forest.

"Huh? Master!"

Gu Shaoshang pinched his legs and the dragon horse stopped.

Looking around, I saw a hundred feet away, under an iron tree.

A barefoot, long-haired savage wearing rags, with a sword hanging from his waist, sat cross-legged.

The savage must have been extremely tall in stature. Under his long hair, he was covered with beards, all raised up.

Looks rough and savage.

But Gu Shaoshang could feel a deeply hidden knife intention in his body.

He is clearly a great master of airbending.

call!

The savage seemed to be aware of it, and his slightly drooped head suddenly lifted up.

Under the long, disheveled hair, a knife-like intent flashed through his eyes.

"Another one here to die."

The savage smiled coldly and closed his eyes.

Gu Shaoshang gently calmed down the anger on his shoulders that was aroused by the hostility of the barbarians, and said with a calm expression: "Send yourself to death? Where can I say this?"

Immediately, he got off the dragon horse and led the dragon horse towards Tiemulin.

Da da! Da da!

Gu Shaoshang led his horse to pace.

The savage looked indifferent and ignored him.

Even if Gu Shaoshang sat across from him, he ignored him.

Naturally, Gu Shaoshang would not ask for trouble. He reached into the Jiuding on his chest and took out some low-quality Longya rice.

These dragon tooth rice are nearly half a foot long, like small daggers, white and crystal clear.

Phew!

Angry let out a soft cry, flopped down on Gu Shaoshang's shoulders, and swallowed a few pieces of dragon tooth rice.

Since initially activating the bloodline of the golden-winged roc, Anger has lost interest in ordinary poisonous snakes.

Eat dragon tooth rice every day.

"Slow down, slow down."

Gu Shaoshang stroked his anger with a smile and looked into the distance.

There is a vast plain outside the ironwood forest, with an unobstructed view for dozens of miles. It is also the closest road to enter the Daming Mountain.

That swordsman must have been the one who got the news and came to intercept Kun Wu.

The sky gradually darkened, and after Gu Shaoshang left, several great masters from the airbender realm came one after another.

Including Gu Shaoshang, there were already seven people gathered here.

"Kunwu recently inspired the demon ape to transform and fought with Elder Qianyang of Xuankong Temple, both of whom were injured. After that, he went into hiding and was never seen again."

Five or six feet away from Gu Shaoshang, a middle-aged man wearing black clothes said.

"Hmph! That evildoer dares to enter Xuankong Temple and steal scriptures. It's certainly not easy."

On his side, UU is reading a book www.uukanshu． net The black-faced man with a long sword hanging at his waist sneered: "Kun Xiang and Gao Jinyang have joined forces to push him to the extreme. If he cannot take the opportunity to escape into Daming Mountain, he will only die."

"Yes, it would be better to take that kid's head and use it for a mysterious condensation method."

The middle-aged man in black attire nodded slightly and sneered.

The rest of the people, including the savage swordsman, remained silent.

"What a pity, here I come."

Gu Shaoshang sat cross-legged with an indifferent expression.

Everyone present, except Gu Shaoshang, must have come for the promise of Xuankong Temple.

Naturally, he is not a weak hand, and the lowest one is at the same level as the current Gu Shaoshang, a middle-stage airbender.

And that savage man sitting cross-legged under the iron wood was clearly a strong man at the pinnacle of Qi Buddhism, even stronger than Xiang Kun.

But for Gu Shaoshang, it was far from enough.