The Great Tao Chronicle

Wang Yangming, whose real name is Wang Shouren, whose courtesy name is Bo'an, and whose alias is Yangming, is a master of ancient mind studies.

His psychology has been widely spread and has far-reaching influence on later generations.

Later generations called him the first-class person through the ages, the last saint of Daxuan.

There are many stories about him that An Qi has heard in his past and present life.

The Yangming Mountain where Xue Zheng was located was renamed in honor of this saint.

It is said that this Mr. Yang Ming is also a great master of qigong practice. There was a story of howling when he was practicing.

Could this saint, who has been handed down for a long time and respected by the world, is one of the few who have crossed the threshold in Xue Zheng's mouth?

His handwriting...

An Qisheng's eyes sank, and he became interested.

"The owner of the tomb is said to be a good friend of Mr. Yang Ming, and he has kept his handwriting. Unfortunately, it was stolen by this group of tomb robbers!"

Zhou Guolin sighed:

"I hope that these cultural relics will not be destroyed by them before they are caught."

These tomb robbers don't know how to protect the things in the ancient tombs. I don't know how many treasured cultural relics are destroyed by these tomb robbers like this.

"Since they want to smuggle cultural relics, they should keep them well."

An Qisheng comforted him.

"I hope."

Zhou Guolin shook his head slightly.

Many of the stolen tombs are ancient books, and ancient books are no better than ceramics, copper and iron, and they can easily be destroyed if they are not well preserved.

While the two were talking, the train arrived at the station.

Zhou Guolin got up and said goodbye to An Qisheng, then turned around and pressed Shan Yi to get out of the car.

Shan Yi looked at An Qisheng with more and more resentment.

"Be a good person in your next life."

With a faint smile, An Qisheng patted Shan Yi on the shoulder.

Silently, a ray of energy disappeared into his body.

"You, what did you do?"

Shan Yi only felt a pain in his heart, and his eyes turned red.

"A present for you."

An Qisheng replied lightly.

Shan Yi was taken away and waiting for him must be a peanut, but just in case, he still sent a dark force to damage his heart and blood vessels.

He won't die immediately, but if he dares to fight with someone, his heart will burst when his blood is full of energy.

"What are you looking at!"

The law enforcement team pulled Shan Yi away with the handcuffs.

"Wang Yangming's handwriting..."

An Qisheng tapped his fingers on the table, thoughtfully.

He had the idea of ​​collecting ancient books as long as he knew that he could dream of the great masters who had long passed away through the handwritten manuscripts left by his predecessors as a medium.

First, the antique industry has never been deep.

The handwritten manuscripts left by the real masters are all valuable and unmarketable, either passed down in the hands of their descendants, or in the hands of unknown collectors.

Idle people can't get in touch at all.

The second is that apart from the real great masters in ancient times, when it comes to boxing and kung fu, now it is more comprehensive and more systematic.

But this time I just happened to meet it, so I can't miss it.

Zhou Guolin couldn't find the whereabouts of those cultural relics, but that doesn't mean he couldn't either...

As soon as he thought about it, in his perspective, the spiritual imprint representing Shan Yi had slowly emerged.

"Dream of Shan Yi..."

......

In a dream, there are no secrets.

An Qisheng easily found where Shan Yi's accomplices were hiding.

"It's actually in Southern Province. No wonder Wang Anfeng didn't get any information about those gunmen last time. It won't take long to go from Southern Province to Northern Province without taking the high-speed."

In just a moment, An Qisheng got the hiding place of the group of tomb robbers.

"This group of tomb robbers was raised by Shanzhuang, and their scope of activity is only in a few nearby provinces such as Southern Province and Northern Province. Yes, these provinces have a long history, especially Southern Province, which has the longest history in Daxuan. One of the provinces..."

Having determined the hiding place of the group of tomb robbers, An Qisheng picked up his luggage and went back to the carriage.

After three or four stops, I got off the bus ahead of schedule.

After getting off the train, he was not in a hurry. He first found a hotel near the train station to put down his luggage, and then booked a train ticket for the next day.

Then he just took the bag containing the bigu pill, and went out to find a car.

Luo City, with a history of thousands of years, is one of the origins of the Daxuan civilization and the starting point of the Eastern Silk Road. In ancient times, many feudal dynasties once settled here as their capitals.

Luo City is a tourist city with many ancient cities and a very strong atmosphere.

The taxi shuttled through the streets of Los Angeles, and it didn't take long for it to leave the city.

"Just here."

An Qisheng found a random place to get off.

There is a lot of surveillance in the city, and the flow of people is very dense, which is not conducive to those tomb robbers hiding and trading. Therefore, those tomb robbers are hiding in the mountains near Los Angeles.

There is no one or a car around.

An Qisheng jumped up and down the avenue, his footsteps were windy, while running, the road scene on both sides fell backwards.

Although Enhua Jin has only lasted for two months, An Qisheng's body polishing has progressed very quickly. With the success of horizontal training, his physical strength has grown by leaps and bounds.

Running in this wilderness is faster than an off-road vehicle.

It was only half an hour before and after, and the nearby road was no longer visible. When I looked up, I could see the mountains and forests in the distance.

The people are getting thinner and the sky is getting darker.

"From what Shan Yi knows in the dream, the base of the tomb robbers is outside the small mountain village, and there is also a large tomb in the mountain. They plan to wait for Shan Yi to return to the mountain, and they should not leave at this time... "

An Qisheng's eyesight is very good, and he has seen the small mountain village not far from the mountain.

At this time, it was not completely dark, and he was not in a hurry to start.

Randomly found a grassy area, sat down cross-legged, and began to regain strength.

Although there were no masters among the tomb robbers, there were some privately-made firearms provided by Shanzhuang.

Although his physical exertion is not large, to be safe, he still wants to recover one or two.

huh~

suck~

An Qisheng sat cross-legged, focusing on two things, while contemplating himself, while recovering himself.

His breathing fluctuated, and each breath was very long, and the air that was lifted blew the nearby grass like a breeze.

In his belly, which was invisible to the naked eye, his stomach was perturbing ceaselessly, speeding up the digestion of the Bigu Pill.

After entering Hua Jin, his control over the energy became much stronger, and his internal organs digestion ability improved.

The night is dark and the moon is as cool as water.

An Qisheng got up and took advantage of the moonlight to gradually approach the mountain village.

The mountain village was very small, and there were only dozens of households ~www.readwn.com~ Under the night, the lights were faintly visible.

This mountain village is close to the mountains and forests, not like the street lights everywhere in the city. Although the crescent moon hangs high, the visibility is also very low.

Accompanied by the roar of the wind and the sound of the trees, there is really a gloomy atmosphere.

Running in the wind.

His body undulates like a horse, but his feet are not elevated, and he rubs the grass forward like a snake, but his speed is not slow, each step is more than ten meters.

Under this night, if someone accidentally sees it, I'm afraid they will think it's a ghost.

"This group of tomb robbers are very vigilant. They keep a lot of wolf dogs, and they let go at night. Dogs are much sharper than humans, and even well-trained law enforcement officers will be discovered if they are not careful..."

An Qisheng lowered his body and grabbed a handful of gravel in his hand.

Then he slowly approached the two-story rural building not far away.

Huh!

Taking two steps forward, An Qisheng raised his arm, his index finger tensed, and he shot a stone.

In the grass a few meters away, a big wolf dog raised its head alertly, and the stone just shot into its eyes.

An Qisheng's hands were so strong that he could blow an ordinary person into a severe concussion when he talked about a brain crash, and the dog fell into the grass with a whimper.

Phew!

Shooting the dog to death, An Qisheng stepped up, taking three steps and two steps, and he had already reached the wall.

When his ears were close, he heard the sound of breathing in the room.

"There are thirteen people in total, two of them are old and weak, ten of them are old and have strong breathing, and one is very slight, seems to be in a coma, breathing with pain, and seems to have been abused..."

An Qisheng frowned, this group of people also kidnapped part-time?

"Wang Wang Wang!"

When An Qisheng listened intently, the dog's voice suddenly made a loud noise!

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