Projection of the Heavens

"Monster?"

Gu Shaoshang was really surprised now.

In the vast continent, there are thousands of clans, and hundreds of clans rise together.

But in fact, how big the vast continent is, the vast majority of the Great Swallows have never seen any other races at all.

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 in the depths of Daming Mountain, there are demon clan entrenched."

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

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

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

Gu Shaoshang thought for a moment, frowned and said, "Could it be that the demon clan will still look at the martial arts of Xuankong Temple?"

Martial arts practice, miss a thousand miles, if you are not careful, you will go crazy.

How big is the difference between the human race and the monster race, the human race's martial arts practice secrets, in the hands of the monster race, are of no value at all.

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

"Half-demon!"

Gu Shaoshang was startled and recalled.

There are ten thousand races in the vast continent, and there will be no lack of blood mixing among the various races.

When people and demons communicate, they will give birth to half-demon bloodlines.

The vast majority of the half-demon bloodline are extremely difficult to practice the martial arts of the two races.

But there are also surprises. After the combination of human and demon, there will be a very small number of geniuses who are not only excellent in aptitude, but can also practice martial arts of two races at the same time.

"Yes, that Kun Wu is a half-demon!"

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

Immediately, Sun Jing will come to know the things one by one.

Gu Shaoshang suddenly realized why that Kun Wu himself had the qualification to practice the "Buddha and My Unique Sutra", but he still had to take the risk and stole the scripture and defected.

That Kunwu is a demon king at the peak of the sky in the Daming Mountains, the violent ape king and the half-demon who gave birth to a human woman hundreds of years ago.

Although he is a half-demon, but because his father is a giant demon king in Daming Mountain, he is a rare genius among half-demon.

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

But I don't know when, the pseudonym Kun Wu worshipped under the gate of Xuankong Temple and practiced martial arts.

But either Xuankong Temple, or the vast majority of human race martial arts sects, will stick to their bloodline when they pass down the secrets of sectarianism.

Therefore, as the day when he could pass the "Buddha and My Unique Sutra" approached, he finally couldn't help it, turned into a monster, sneaked up on the elders of the Xuankong Temple, and ran down the mountain.

Afterwards, the disciples of the Hanging Temple, headed by Qian Yangkun and others, chased in the direction of Daming Mountain.

"I see."

Gu Shao had a general understanding of this matter in his heart.

Immediately, he frowned and asked, "The King of the Ape is a Qiongtian-level demon king, how dare Xuankong Temple chase and kill his descendants?"

A demon king at the peak of the Qiongtian level, once he goes out of the mountain in anger due to the death of Si, is the Xuankong Temple not afraid of destroying the door?

"Ha ha ha ha!"

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

Under the gaze of Gu Shaoshang, this fat man with a big belly paced back and forth in the house, with a faint arrogance on his face: "From ancient times to the present, the human race should not be humiliated."

"Although the king of the ape is a demon king of the demon clan, he would not dare to leave the mountain even if his son was killed by the Xuankong Temple under the circumstances of his own fault."

Sun Jing's expression was soaring, and his previous fears of the demon race were swept away: "What's more, I have the governor of Dayan, and he does not dare to be presumptuous."

"Brother Xie Sun for clarifying the confusion."

Gu Shaoshang nodded and said no more.

He had seen it before in Cangman's Chronicle, that the human race is the strongest among the ten thousand races in the boundless continent, and its background is the first in all worlds.

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

The human race that has dominated the world since ancient times, even if it is not at the peak now, it is definitely not to be humiliated!

"You're welcome, brother, you haven't asked Gao's name yet?"

Sun Jing smiled slightly and asked.

To an intelligence chief like him, he could naturally feel the tyrannical power contained in Gu Shaoshang's seemingly thin body.

In the heart of a friendship.

"Gu Shaoshang."

Gu Shaoshang cupped his hands and said indifferently, "Brother Sun, let's say goodbye first."

This Buddhist scripture is my only one. It was made by the ancestor of the Xuankong Temple, who killed the Qiongtian-level demon king Zibing Jiaolong and took the dragon skin.

If it is lost, Xuankong Temple, the heaven-level secret manual, can only be passed on by word of mouth in the future.

Once something changes, or the younger generation is not good at learning, I am afraid that there will be a worry of being lost.

This time, Xu Shi knew that once Kun Wu was brought into Daming Mountain, he would never be able to retrieve this Buddhist scripture.

The Hanging Temple even promised that if someone could recapture the scriptures, they would pass on a concentration-level martial arts secret from the Hanging Temple.

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

"Brother, I advise you not to go to 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. If the disaster of Chiyu is bad, it will not be good."

Sun Jing persuaded.

"It's okay."

Gu Shaoshang said lightly without changing his expression.

Although his realm at this time is only in the middle stage of Qi Zong, even if he is an ordinary concentration-level master, he is not an opponent, and he is naturally fearless.

Seeing that Gu Shaoshang didn't care, Sun Jing sighed slightly, and took out a file from his sleeve robe: "On top of this, there is a list of masters who may hunt down Kun Wu, maybe it will help you."

Gu Shaoshang took the file and said with a slight smile, "Thank you, Brother Sun."

Immediately, Gu Shaoshang said goodbye and left the inn, led the Jiaoma, and walked out of the city slowly.

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

"Gu Shaoshang!"

Sun Jing murmured in his mouth, and there was a feeling in his heart.

Maybe this person will meet again.

......

Tread!

The hooves squeaked fast, splashing a little dust.

Gu Shaoshang rode a flooded horse and was hired on the official road.

Go to the place where Kun Wu may have escaped, recorded on the dossier.

The vast continent is no better than the world of the Tang Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty. If it is flying through the air, 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, so Kun Wu won't struggle for long, maybe he can easily get back the scriptures without taking action himself.

Tread! Tread!

Gu Shaoshang's figure rose and fell with the running of the Jiaoma, and the muscles and bones all over his body were constantly shaking.

All things are practice, every movement and stillness are the way.

Even on horseback, Gu Shaoshang didn't waste any time.

The speed of the Jiao Horse is top-notch. Although Gu Shaoshang is not the top of the Jiao Horses, he can still travel 8,000 per day.

After the sun gradually slanted westward, Gu Shaoshang came to an ironwood forest.

"Huh? Expert!"

Gu Shaoshang clenched his legs, and the horse stopped.

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

A barefooted, long-haired savage in tattered clothes, with a sword hanging from his waist, sat cross-legged.

The savage should look very tall, with long beards and beards under his long hair, which are raised.

It looks rough and savage.

But Gu Shaoshang could feel that there was a deep hidden sword intent in his body.

He is a great master of Qi Zong.

call!

The savage seemed to feel something, and his slightly drooping head suddenly lifted.

Under the loose long hair, the sword intent flashed across the two pairs of eyes.

"Another one to die."

The savage smiled coldly and closed his eyes.

Gu Shaoshang gently soothed the anger on his shoulders that was aroused by the hostility of the savage, and said lightly: "Send death? Where do you say that."

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

Da da! Da da!

Gu Shaoshang led the horse at a pace.

The savage looked indifferent and ignored him.

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

Gu Shaoshang naturally wouldn't make fun of himself. He reached out and took out some low-quality Longya rice from the nine cauldrons in his chest.

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

Boo!

With a soft cry of anger, he threw himself down from Gu Shaoshang's shoulder, swallowing a few Longya Rice.

Since the initial activation of the Golden Winged Dapeng's bloodline, Anger has lost interest in ordinary poisonous snakes.

Eat Longya Rice every day.

"Slow down, slow down."

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

There is a vast plain outside the Ironwood Forest, which can be seen within dozens of miles, and it is the closest road to the Daming Mountain.

The swordsman must have learned the news and came to intercept Kunwu.

The sky gradually dimmed, and after Gu Shaoshang left, several masters of Qi Zong realm came one after another.

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

"That Kunwu inspired the demon ape to transform a few days ago, and he lost both sides in the fight with the elder Qianyang of the Xuankong Temple. After that, he went into hiding and disappeared again."

A middle-aged man in a black suit said five or six feet away from Gu Shaoshang.

"Humph! That monster dares to enter the Hanging Temple to steal scriptures, it's not easy."

The black-faced man with a long sword hanging from his waist ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ sneered: "Kun Xiang and Gao Jinyang have joined forces to force him to the extreme. If he can't take the opportunity to escape into Daming Mountain, there is only one way to die."

"That's right, taking that kid's head and changing to a condensing mystery method is naturally the best."

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

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

"Unfortunately, I'm here."

Gu Shaoshang sat cross-legged with an indifferent expression.

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

Naturally, it is not a weak hand, and the lowest is also the same level as the current Gu Shaoshang, in the middle stage of Qi Zong.

And the savage man who sat cross-legged under the iron wood was a powerhouse at the peak of Qi Zong, even stronger than Kun Xiang.

But for Gu Shaoshang, it was far from enough.