Wu Mingkong sat bored on Heizi and followed a group of people riding horses.

Seeing that Qin was going to test the sword, Ye Li thought about seeing the world. Wu Mingkong had no choice but to run away, so he had to follow him, while Zhu Chong followed Wu Mingkong.

Yin Zhengliang was quite unlucky. He felt embarrassed to stay alone in the Ye family, so he could only bite the bullet and follow Wu Mingkong and his group.

However, because of the connection between luck, it does not appear suddenly, but it is very smooth.

"Qin Jian, where are you going to try the sword next?" Wu Ming was holding a piece of pig iron in his empty hand and was kneading it, and from time to time it was stuffed under the black velvet to melt into iron.

"Bai Lu Sect." Qin Jian only said three words, which was very consistent with his cool personality.

Wu Mingkong frowned, took out the map, looked carefully, and then observed the surroundings and the sky.

"Are we going in the wrong direction? Bailu Sect is in the north of the south of the Yangtze River, and we are going east." Wu Mingkong felt that these people were all mentally retarded and did not recognize the direction, so he dared to set off.

The group of people couldn't help but pause, and this was a bit embarrassing.

"Or what if you look back?" Ye Li made a suggestion.

Zhu Chong shook his head and had different opinions: "Since you have left, it doesn't make any sense to look back. Brother Qin, what are your opinions?"

"Going east, go to the Giant Whale Gang." Qin Jian probably felt embarrassed to go back. He went in the wrong direction when he went out. He had no shame to go back.

Giant Whale Gang?

Can you go to a higher name? This kind of name sounds like a sect in martial arts novels, and maybe it is a group of smelly fish and rotten shrimps.

Of course, this is just Wu Mingkong's guess.

"The Giant Whale Gang, the largest gang of canal transportation? Could it be that Brother Qin wants to challenge the old sword saint?" Zhu Chong seemed to know something, which was normal. Among them, Zhu Chong was actually only in the world, and Wu Mingkong didn't care about these things at all. Ye Li has been deafing the outside world in the Ye family and is devoted to reading the books of sages. If the family hadn't forced him to practice martial arts, he would still be a weak scholar now.

Qin Jian nodded to confirm. In fact, he didn't know what the Giant Whale Gang was. He had just broken through the death gate and had just gone down the mountain from the Tianjian Sect to experience it.

"Old Sword Saint? Are you very strong?" Although Ye Li had heard of the Giant Whale Gang, he had only heard of it a little. After all, his family is the leader of the aristocratic family, and he still knew about the affairs of the world.

"I don't know either. I have never fought with him. It's just a rumor in the world that the old sword saint of the Giant Whale Gang had fought with the Grand Governor of the Xuanjingsi who had not yet been promoted to the Grand Master level. The old sword saint was slightly better." Zhu Chong explained.

Yin Zhengliang was speechless about this. He had been promoted to the Grand Master for many years. He had not known how many years ago Chen Zhimao's wolfberry was from many years ago.

"Are you sure the old sword saint is still alive?" Ye Li asked directly, with an old word and a reference to the Grand Commander of the Xuanjingsi. He sounded like an old antique.

Zhu Chong smiled: "Of course I'm still alive. I heard about it a few days ago. The old sword saint married the 42nd concubine again, which is still stronger."

When Qin heard this, his expectation for the old sword saint dropped by three points. After being addicted to women, how much is left in this sword technique?

"Then how old is this old sword saint? Who can stand the marriage of a forty-two concubine?" Yin Zhengliang was very curious, especially what Zhu Chong said was old and strong.

"It's ninety-three years old, it's a long life."

After Zhu Chong finished speaking, Wu Mingkong looked terrified. He was really a slut. He was ninety-three. He had to get his shoes wet when going to the toilet and married forty-two concubines. This was the first time Wu Mingkong saw such a person.

"Ninety-three? I don't know how much my strength has declined." Qin Jian felt more and more that it was a mistake to go to the Giant Whale Gang.

"Brother Qin, don't worry, this old sword saint is extraordinary. He took three celestial phenomena with one sword a few years ago. I suspect that after years of precipitation, he has long become a master-level warrior, but he is forced to hide it due to the situation. After all, the court cannot tolerate so many master-level warriors." Zhu Chong also heard Qin Jian's low words, so he explained to Qin Jian.

Wu Mingkong didn't say a word, just listened to them one by one, and occasionally Qin Jian inserted a brief sentence, which was quite interesting.

The strength of the three tool people under Wu Mingkong is also gradually improving, especially the Iron Hand. Wu Mingkong took the time to give him a bottle of the Crazy Beast 2.0 version. This version will not improve as quickly as before, but will improve little by little, and will not cause subtle changes, and will not cause direct pain to collapse in consciousness like before.

Wuqing is better. After all, the upgrade depends entirely on nanorobots. As long as Wu Mingkong releases permissions, the upgrade will take only minutes. However, Wu Mingkong did not do this, but instead proceeded step by step. His strength and progress were second.

The most unlucky thing is to chase the life. His strength is progressing too slowly. What limits him is the world's vitality, because it is too thin. Although he is the most mysterious, he can be both physical and soul-like, and can even be hidden in shadows and shadows. The soul-catching chain and mourning stick can ignore the body and attack the soul directly. Among these three, his style is the most fairy tale.

Of course, it is precisely because of this that the strength of chasing life has improved the slowest. The collision between different systems will not only bring benefits, but also be accompanied by some defects. Wu Mingkong also put this matter in the memo of the Intelligent Brain. When he has time to deal with it, there is no hurry to do this matter.

"Why is the study of this hidden fortune method so smooth? It is even smoother than the previous method of conserving fortune?" Wu Mingkong was a little confused. He suddenly found that the speed of his hidden fortune method was very strange, or he was lucky.

He always gets the data parameters he needs at a glance, and there are very few errors.

In Yin Zhengliang's fortune, a subtle red line burned violently where Wu Mingkong could not detect. Every time he burned, it burned away the unnecessary parts of Wu Mingkong's air transportation data parameters, and also presented all the fine parts of the way of luck to Wu Mingkong's eyes.

However, the red line was almost burned out, and the remaining length was almost burned to the end, and Yin Zhengliang's luck was only an empty shell, which seemed to have become one of the fuels of the red line.

Wu Mingkong was not good at learning skills, so he could not find these clues at all, nor could he see through the reality under the appearance of this empty shell.
Chapter completed!