Mr. Gong and Xiao Yao, the old and young man, successfully passed the first floor of Warehouse No. 1, and were safe along the way, especially the two guys, Doubao and Sengzi, which were very helpful.

But looking at the black hole leading to the second floor in front of him, the little demon became nervous.

Shangquan Daoxue has already come in. That is a true matter. The ancient painting is on the second floor. What is the situation in the second floor now? Did Shangquan Daoxue get that painting or did Shangquan Daoxue do those tricks and ambushing on the second floor...

These questions were stuck on the little demon's forehead like a confinement curse.

Mr. Gong closed his eyes slightly, looked at the little demon and said, "I'll go in, don't move here."

"Grandpa..." The little demon was immediately dissatisfied.

The little demon knew very well. There must be more than Shangquan Daoxue in the second floor, and he was in the dark, and he rushed in with his eyes and eyes, and he was just throwing himself into the trap.

Although the old man's cultivation is awesome, no matter how powerful a person is, he will have times when he is in trouble.

The second grandfather has gone. What kind of grandfather has to do with his own strengths and weaknesses? How can the little demon live?

Mr. Gong whispered, "Yan'er, you're just a young man, and you don't know the tricks here."

"What other tricks can this be done?" said the little demon.

Mr. Gong said: "Walking in the world, especially when you enter a dangerous place, you must have support and break through. The so-called breakthrough refers to scouting points, and the so-called reinforcements refer to reinforcements. If you and I go in at the same time, what should we do if something happens outside?"

After hearing this, Xiao Yao felt that this was indeed the truth and frowned and said, "But grandpa, here..."

Mr. Gong waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, just Shangquan Daoxue is not in my eyes."

After saying that, Mr. Gong smiled slightly, his figure panicked, and flashed into the darkness.

The little demon stood outside the entrance of the cave, waiting nervously, nervously, and his heart was rising and falling.

After waiting for about ten minutes, I heard a sound of knocking on the stone wall below, bangbangbang, bangbangbang.

After hearing this, the little demon was overjoyed and rushed in without much care.

In the cave, there is extremely darkness, without any lamps, which is a world of difference from the first floor above.

The second floor is very small, with a height of two floors above, and can only accommodate two or three people walking side by side below, and it is pitch black and makes a huge weirdness.

"Grandpa..." Xiao Yao whispered.

"Here is here." In the darkness, Mr. Gong's voice came.

Soon, a match was scratched, and with a squirting sound, a flame lit up, and Mr. Gong's cigarette puddle pot was clearly extinguished in the darkness.

The dim light flashed quickly. In this very short time, the scene in front of me made the little demon's eyes wide open.

But in the small cave, five dead bodies were lying under Mr. Gong's feet.

These five people dressed in different styles, two of them were clearly dressed as Thai monks, two were dressed as Taoists, and one of them was dressed as a ninja black.

These five people were tall and short, fat and thin, but they were bleeding from their seven orifices. A sharp dagger was inserted into the seal hall, and they died extremely miserably.

Although the little demon did not see what happened here after his grandfather came in, it was absolutely possible to guess from the deaths of these five people that these five people had been ambushed in the darkness before, waiting for this to give his grandfather a fatal blow.

And just as the grandfather rushed in, a massacre began!

He is really worthy of being a grandfather! The little demon has to admire him. Not to mention himself, even the masters of the Taoist sect in the world, I am afraid that few people can handle this situation.

"Grandpa, there is no Suzumi Kazumi here!" The little demon looked at the Japanese ninja.

The ninja was very young, almost in his thirties.

"Not here." Mr. Gong smiled.

The little demon walked over and found that Mr. Gong's body trembled, and then touched it again, and one hand was covered with blood.

"Grandpa!" The little demon suddenly shouted.

Mr. Gong smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm just suffering from some skin trauma."

The little demon leaned over and found a ninja dart on Mr. Gong's shoulder.

"I'm older, my body is not as flexible as before." Old Master Gong shook his body, exerted his true energy, forced the dart out, and nailed it to the stone wall opposite with a clang.

The little demon took out the medicine powder, bandaged Mr. Gong, and said, "Grandpa, where is Shangquan Daoxue?"

"It should be behind the second door. The painting is probably in his hands now." Mr. Gong looked at the big door in the dark.

"What should I do next?" Xiao Yao said.

"Of course I broke in and got the painting." Mr. Gong knocked on the tobacco pipe and walked up.

"You are on the left and I am on the right. You must concentrate and start immediately after rushing in!" Mr. Gong said gloomyly.

"I know." Xiao Yao said.

When he arrived at the door, Mr. Gong grabbed the door with both hands, nodded to the little demon, and suddenly opened. At the same time, the old and the young, figures rushed in at the same time!

"Kill!" The little demon Baipi drew a strange arc, and the bronze sword in the old man's hand completely covered the sword shadow several meters around him!

But unexpectedly, there was an extremely calmness in front of him. Except for the soldiers who had already fainted, there was no standing person.

It is blocked from the darkness outside, and it is almost brightly lit here.

The moment the little demon raised his head, he realized that ten meters away, Shangquan Daoxue was sitting on a big chair with a smile.

Not bad, that's the old Japanese man, wearing a black ninja suit, sitting there with his legs crossed, staring at his father and father with squinted eyes.

Soon, the little demon's eyes fell on something in Shangquan Daoxue's hand. He was so familiar with that thing: an antique scroll! Tang Bohu's picture of a lady.

"Gong Mubai, we two meet again." Shangquan Daoxue looked at Mr. Gong without any panic, but smiled.

Mr. Gong was smoking his pipe and was also happy: "Damn, the last time, Master Dao didn't send you away, and asked you to escape, but this time, there is a way in heaven and you don't go, and there is no way in hell, you break in!"

"Hahahaha." Shangquan Daoxue also smiled and said, "Gong Mubai, if you are talking about cultivation and skills, I will not be your opponent. However, now that I have this in my hand, it will be different."

After saying that, Shangquan Daoxue slowly raised the ancient painting, and at the same time, he raised a grenade in his hand.

"What are you going to do?!" the little demon shouted.

"What are you doing? You should ask your grandpa when you say this." Shangquan Daoxue looked at Mr. Gong and said, "Old Ghost Gong, if my hand just shook like this, haha, you Qiyun Mountain is a dream of something that you have been dreaming of for hundreds of years, but it will be gone."

"Your mother!" Mr. Gong, who has always had a good temper, was extremely angry at this moment!

He may not care about other things, but what he is in front of him is Qi Yunshan’s treasure!

"What do you want?" Mr. Gong suddenly laughed.

I want this ancient painting, so why is the Japanese in front of me? How could he blow up this ancient painting? It's nothing more than that.

"In this way, let's do a business, how about?" Shangquan Daxue smiled and didn't smile.

"Oh, aren't you Japanese always used to robbing and robbing? When did you learn to do business?" Mr. Gong sarcastically said, "If you have a big deal, let it go, what kind of business."

Shangquan Daoxue looked at Mr. Gong and said, "Aren't you very good? You are coming and going without a trace. There was a nickname called Buzhanhua back then, right?"

Mr. Gong smiled and didn't say anything.

The little demon knew very well that the old man had a Taoist technique, and he was considered a Taishan Beidou in the Taoist sect. In fact, the old man's hard skills were even more perfect, especially the light skills, which was unique in the world.

"In this way, I will play with you, win two games in three games. If you win, the painting will belong to you. If I win, hahaha, you will have to give me the seal of the Heavenly Master in Qiyun Mountain and let me go. How about it?" Shangquan Daoxue showed a clear and weird smile on the corner of his mouth.

These words made the little demon happy.

Did the Japanese devil get kicked in the head by the furnace? He actually wants to compete with the old man and win two games in three games!?

Your mother's, it's not bad. You Japanese people are really good at ninjutsu and kendo. But in front of the old man, hehe, that's the big axe in front of Lu Ban's door. Even if my grandfather lets you have one hand, you may die without a place to die!

Mr. Gong didn't laugh and said, "Shangquan Daoxue, do you know that your skills can't stand my twenty moves."

"I know. I know this very well. I have experienced it seventeen years ago." Shangquan Daxue raised the ancient painting in her hand and said, "But I have a condition."

"explain."

Shangquan Daoxue laughed and said, "I heard that there is a kung fu in Qiyun Mountain called Tingfeng, right?"

Well!? After hearing this, Xiao Yao felt an ominous feeling that had never been seen in his heart.

Qiyun Mountain does have a kind of kung fu called "Tingfeng". As the name suggests, those who practice this kind of kung fu need to practice in a specific stone chamber where they cannot see their fingers. The stone chamber is the most mysterious place in Qiyun Mountain. There are mechanisms everywhere and bronze men are arranged on the walls. As long as someone enters, countless mechanisms will occur and bronze men will come out together. This kung fu practices the reaction ability of people in the darkness. If they can successfully pass this stone chamber and walk out intact, they will pass the first level there.

Next, there are many levels, such as listening to the sounds around you in the darkness, such as slashing a hanging hair in the darkness, etc.

The skill of Tingfeng has been practiced to the depths of the depths. If you don’t open your eyes, you will not be able to distinguish them, and you will even be even better.

Shangquan Daoxue asked why this was done.

"I do have this skill." Mr. Gong looked at Shangquan Daoxue, as if he understood what Shangquan Daoxue meant, and smiled and said, "Haha, since you want to try my skill, I will fulfill you."

After saying that, the old man took out a piece of black cloth from the package and was about to blindfold him, but saw Shangquan Daoxue shook his head.

"Blind your eyes? A joke." Shangquan Daxue smiled.

"Then what the hell are you going to do!" the little demon said angrily.

Shangquan Daoxue looked at the old man, gritted his teeth, and said, "Gong Mubai, what I want is your own destruction of your eyes! Then fight me again!"

"My ** mother!" Xiao Yao heard this and was furious and jumped to open his face.

Shangquan Daoxue raised the grenade on the painting, and the little demon immediately turned weak.

"Gong Mubai, you have no choice!" Shangquan Daoxue stared at Mr. Gong, with an extremely confident tone in his tone! (To be continued. Please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better, updated and faster!)
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