"Wen Guanshan!"
Su Yun hurried forward a few steps and looked at the corpse carefully. It was indeed Wen Guanshan.
Wen Guanshan is revered as a miscellaneous saint in the four myths. His appearance is magnificent and handsome. Although he is only a few dozen years younger than the other three myths, his appearance is still in his youth.
His person has a very unique charm. Su Yun saw him in front of the Golden Luang Temple. Wen Guanshan gave people a feeling of standing in the center of the sky and the earth, with all directions, the wind and clouds swept across and I did not move.
Such a person, even the Manchu civil and military, is extremely extraordinary, even the emperor is here, he is the most eye-catching person!
Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for Su Yun to admit the corpse in front of him.
He is Wen Guanshan!
but…
"The prime minister of Yuan Shuo, the saint of the miscellaneous family, one of the four myths, how could he die here?"
Su Yun fought a few cold wars, and he hurriedly looked at other places in this secret room, only to see that this secret room was actually not big, only five feet square, besides Wenguan Mountain, there were some words on the wall.
Those words were extremely weird, and Su Yun read them carefully, becoming more and more surprised.
This is an extremely complicated network, from the names of Wen Guanshan's wives and concubines and children, to Wen Guanshan's relatives and friends, to his influence and connections with various characters.
In addition, there are also Wen Guanshan's living habits, idioms, and the habits of other people in the prime minister's house.
The things on the wall are more than that, there is also Wen Guanshan's learning system, which includes the profound arts of Taoist Saints and Saint Buddhas!
Su Yun didn’t know much about the techniques of the Holy Buddha, but he had seen Tao Sheng’s peach-source art many times. He also ran into the spiritual world of Tao Sheng and saw the three corpse gods who were suppressed by the seal, and others. Taoist gods.
And the Taoyuan skill on the wall turned out to be Daosheng's Taoyuan skill, only a short version, but Su Yun read it roughly, and his mind couldn't help but buzz.
This abbreviated version of Taoyuan Gong, almost expounds the exquisiteness of Daosheng’s techniques and supernatural powers, eight to nine!
According to the Taoyuan Gong practice on the wall, there is absolutely no problem, and even the achievement will not be much smaller than the real Taoyuan Gong!
"This this… "
Su Yun rolled with cold sweat on his forehead, looking at the holy Buddha technique on the other side.
The sacred Buddha exercise is called Lingshan Zhengguo, which is an amazing Buddhist skill. Su Yun took a rough look at it. This is a simplified version of Lingshan Zhengguo on the wall, I'm afraid it can be cultivated to a high level!
"This kind of talent, this kind of talent..."
He suddenly woke up and looked around: "Who is the one who led me here? He can't be Mr. Wild Fox. Mr. Wild Fox is dead. I personally buried him. But..."
The secret room was not big, and Su Yun quickly searched it again, but was shocked to find that there was no one but him in this secret room.
The mysterious man who led him all the way to this mansion, took off the wild fox skin and walked into the secret room, seemed to have disappeared out of thin air!
"Yes, he has an extremely weird magical power to draw a portal."
Su Yun said silently in his heart: "He must have drawn a portal to leave this place after leading me here... Wait a minute! After the death of the leader, Qin Wuling, the spirit was sent to Han Jun's pen and turned into a pen. strange!"
As he walked around, the pen monster was sold by Jun Han and sold to the young Confucian sage, namely Cen Bo. Bo Cen named the pen monster as Dan Qing and accepted him as his disciple.
"Is it Dan Qing who led me here?"
Su Yun hesitated, if it was a brilliant pen, it would not be so strange to draw a portal, but if it was really him, why would that person not want to see himself
Are there other hidden things in it
"More importantly, why did Prime Minister Wen die in this secret room? Also, Prime Minister Wen died here, then who was the Prime Minister Wen I saw earlier in the Golden Luang Temple?"
"When did the real Prime Minister Wen die? Who can kill him? He is a saint from the miscellaneous family!"
"and also!"
Su Yun stopped and looked around: "What is this place? Whose residence? Why is Mr. Wild Fox's skin hanging here?"
His complexion was uncertain, and there was a sense of anxiety in his heart.
Mr. Wild Fox was buried by him himself, and Qiu Shuijing was also there at the time, watching him bury the wild fox. Could it be that the owner of this mansion dug up Mr. Wild Fox and peeled off his skin
Why did he take off Mr. Wild Fox's skin? Why do you want to put it away and hang it in the study
Why are there so many old holy scriptures in his study
Those old sacred classics, Su Yun had all studied them, and they were taught to him by Mr. Wild Fox himself and taught him for seven years!
perhaps…
Su Yun shook his head violently, frightened by his own thoughts, and felt like his heart collapsed.
He had experienced this feeling of collapsed mind once.
It was in Herring Town. He realized that he was not a child who was pampered by Qu Bo, Aunt Luo, and Grandma Le to take care of the grown-up children. He was only sold to Qu Bo and others by his parents, and Qu Bo and others did not take care of him. Instead, many terrible experiments were done on him.
The reason why the spirit of Qu Bo and others took care of him was actually being advised by Cun, who was hanged under a willow tree with a crooked neck. Qu Bo warned them that they owed Su Yun a lot and must take care of him until he could survive.
Su Yun didn't realize the truth until he was in Herring Town. His heart collapsed, all thoughts were destroyed, and he almost fell into a demon.
But he still came out.
This time, he experienced the feeling of dying all thoughts and almost stepping into the magic way!
Because Mr. Wild Fox is also a close relative!
He took care of Huahu, Qingqiuyue and others, and went to the city to work hard, struggle, and survive, so that Huahu, Qingqiuyue, Li Xiaofan, and Fox Buping had a place to go to school safely. In fact, he was all in repaying the wild fox. Mr. kindness!
He didn't want this sincere feeling to be shattered!
Su Yun sat down and lowered his head. After a long time, he slowly raised his head, his eyes faint, and he looked at his shadow on the wall.
On the wall, his shadow grew out of nine heads, like dragons and pythons, flying silently, extremely strange.
But these strange heads did not grow on his body.
"Abandoning all emotional factors, you can see that Mr. Wild Fox may not be the real Mr. Wild Fox."
Su Yun stared at his shadow, his gaze became extremely calm: "After the incident in Tianmen Town that year, Zuo Pushe, the old gods of the seven great families, Saint Xue and others rushed to Tianmen Town as soon as possible to carve up the eight sides of the sky. .
"Someone was a step late because he was in the Eastern Capital, and he couldn't get the headliner, but he had to put in an eyeliner to monitor the activities of Tianmen Town anytime and anywhere.
"At that time, Tianmen Town became a no-man’s land because of the North Sea tsunami, and demons were prevalent, so the best way for him to stay there was to become a demons. And the most respected by no-man’s-land monsters was to teach demons. Mr. Reading.
"Furthermore, Tianmen Town is weird, and there is actually a living person, a child. He teaches this child, and he can also take the opportunity to observe the behavior of Tianmen Town. He teaches them the old sages, but he never teaches supernatural powers or teaches them. How they apply.
"On this day, he finally waited for the opportunity. Mr. Shui Jing from Dongdu came here to explore the ghost market of Tianmen and the truth of Tianmen Town. Perhaps he drove Mr. Shui Jing out of Dongdu and rushed to it. Shuofang, let the big catfish, Mr. Shui Jing, make waves. Moreover, those who snatch the heavenly fault can't bear it anymore."
Su Yun's eyes flickered, looking at the shadows of dragons and snakes heads tumbling next to his head on the wall, and whispered: "Mr. Shui Jing is here, he can also borrow death to get away. All he has to do is wait. ."
"Wait for Shuofang, the guilty-like city to kill the dust, and wait for the winner to enter the Eastern Capital with eight faces facing the sky, and send Chaotianque to him! The identity of the teacher he borrowed in Tianmen Town... "
Su Yun's face was sullen, and he whispered: "It's Mr. Wild Fox."
Mr. Wild Fox is really dead, perhaps, it hasn't existed since the beginning.
"The man behind Mr. Wild Fox is the owner of this mansion, and the books in his study are the old saints he taught us. He has been teaching for seven years, and he may have feelings. Therefore, he finally took the skin of Mr. Wild Fox and hung it in the study as a souvenir."
Su Yun closed his eyes and murmured: "This is the Prime Minister's Mansion, the mansion of Mount Wen Guan. The mysterious man led me here to let me discover the true face of Mount Wen Guan. The real Mount Wen Guan is dead and has long been lost. Man lives in this world in his own face. An incomparably powerful and terrifying existence than a saint from the miscellaneous family! Then..."
He looked up and looked around: "This secret room has no door, how can I leave here?"
The prime minister's mansion is very lively.
Because today, Prime Minister Wen Guanshan finally returned to the Eastern Capital.
The incident of Wen Guanshan being attacked and injured was not spread, but the family still knew about it. After all, the prime minister's residence had several famous doctors, and they were all invited.
After returning this time, the prime minister's house got busy. The servants spread flowers, lit firecrackers to disperse evil spirits, wives and concubines stepped forward to greet him, and Wen Yanfeng and other prime minister's sons also went forward and bowed down.
Wen Guanshan was accompanied by famous doctors from all walks of life, and there were many masters, most of whom were his disciples. Even when he returned to his own home, there was no slack.
After the banquet, Wen Guanshan instructed his family, "I haven't healed from my injury. I must cultivate and adjust my breath, and don't disturb me without authorization."
The wives, concubines and children all said yes, saying: "Master rest."
Wen Guanshan walked to the study under the protection of many masters, Wen Guanshan raised his hand, and all the masters stopped and stayed outside.
Wenguanshan's family governance is extremely harsh, and the study is absolutely forbidden, and no one dares to enter it.
Wen Guanshan was about to push the door of the study room, but he was startled, only to see that the door was concealed.
He raised his eyebrows slightly, opened the door and walked into it, then turned and closed the door.
In the secret room, Su Yun's gaze gradually became strange, looking at the heads of dragons and snakes flying around his figure on the wall, and whispered: "... Then, the demon god Xiangliu is the existence that can kill the sage of the miscellaneous family. Your opponent?"
"Smelly boy!"
There was a crackling sound from Su Yun's neck, and thick dragon pythons grew crazily: "When I was king of the world and vying for the throne with the Yuanshuo Holy Emperor, the ancestor of the little ghost outside the door didn't know where to eat milk. !"
Wen Guanshan's eyes flickered, and he came to the wall where the wild fox fur was hung, and looked carefully, revealing murderous intent.
At this moment, the wall in front of him exploded with a bang, and the monstrous demon aura gushed out frantically, and the aura of the prehistoric demon god came upon his face!