"Shaolin?"

Wiping off the blood in the corner of his mouth, Wanyan Honglie was puzzled, how could he attack Shaolin? Since the Jin Kingdom attacked Song Kingdom, those monks had closed the mountain and had not appeared again for hundreds of years.

"Prince, the last man seemed to use the legendary Vajra Indestructible Divine Art, which is Shaolin's profound and unique skill. I have never heard of anyone else knows it."

The embarrassed Master Lingzhi came forward to remind him that as a master of Tantric Buddhism, he naturally knew much about Shaolin, the leader of Zen Buddhism, and knew that there were 72 unique skills in his sect.

The Vajra Indestructible Magic ranks in the top five even among the seventy-two unique skills, and is very powerful.

But that magical skill is similar to their Tantric Dharma Protector Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique, both easy to learn and difficult to master. Unexpectedly, someone could practice the Vajra Indestructible magical skill to such a state.

"Shaolin will be destroyed!"

His face turned cold, Wanyan Honglie looked at the ruined palace and gritted his teeth with hatred.

This revenge will be avenged!

"Prince, the little prince invites you to the princess' residence."

At this time, a wounded guard rushed over quickly and reported to Wanyan Honglie in a low voice.

"Please cherish the weakness!"

He was shocked, and Wanyan Honglie still didn't understand that something must have happened to his princess.

He didn't dare to delay, so he hurried to the wooden house built specifically for his princess in the back.

Looking at the mess around and the almost wounded guards, Wanyan Honglie became even more anxious. He rushed into the wooden house and saw that his son Wanyan Kang was standing there alone, but the princess was missing.

"Kang'er, where is your mother?"

He had previously ordered the guards in the backyard not to act rashly, just because he was afraid that the princess would be frightened, but who would have thought that she would still be robbed.

"Mother's mother follows her husband!"

Wanyan Kang, who was still watching the iron spear, replied.

"What are you talking nonsense?"

Wanyan Honglie was anxious, isn’t your mother’s husband the king?

What nonsense are you talking about?

"Mother and the others told me everything. That man was not dead back then!"

Wanyan Kang's words made Wanyan Honglie's face pale as paper. He understood who his son was talking about, how could that person not die?

Duan Tiande's dog thing clearly said that he had already done it, so why didn't he die?

"Kang'er, you..."

Reflecting on, Wanyan Honglie looked at his son worriedly. Although he was happy to be his father, he always raised Wanyan Kang as his biological son, and even prepared to let him inherit his throne.

"He asked me to choose myself, and I chose to continue to be Wanyan Kang. Although my father is not my biological father, he treats me like a parent and child. Kang'er will never forget his eighteen years of raising me!"

Wanyan Kang looked straight at his father calmly and expressed his choice.

He thought a lot just now and his mood had long calmed down.

"Kang'er..."

Wanyan Honglie was so moved that he couldn't help himself, and his eighteen years of hard work were not in vain.

"Kang'er, you can recover from your injuries!"

Seeing that his son was in a bad mood, Wanyan Honglie didn't say anything more, patted his shoulder and left quickly.

Since the ancestors said that they would destroy Shaolin, they would not be able to delay any delay.

First of all, you have to enter the palace to face the saint. After all, the dispatch of a hundred thousand troops is not a trivial matter, let alone the use of large killing weapons such as cannons and siege crossbows. Without that person nodding, you can't get it out...

Not to mention Wanyan Honglie's arrangements, Wanyan Kang did not stay in the wooden house for a long time, and soon came to a dry well.

"Is it Kang'er?"

The deep voice sounded from the darkness.

"It's me, Master!"

Wanyan Kang lit a candle fire beside him and walked forward, and soon came to the depths of the dry well. There was a figure sitting cross-legged. It was his other master, Mei Chaofeng, among the two evil spirits of the Black Wind.

"The smell of blood? Are you injured?"

Gao Ting's Qiong's nose moved slightly, and Mei Chaofeng smelled a faint smell of blood and the herbs of the wounded medicine. It was obvious that his disciples were injured.

"Today I met a boy as old as me. He practiced horizontal and hard skills and had invincible defense. My Nine Yin White Bone Claws grabbed him and broke his nails."

Wanyan Kang gave honestly and felt quite frustrated inside.

My biological father told him a lot before, including the identity of the burly man during the day.

I thought that burly man was not young, but who thought he was the same age as him and was still a brother.

Compared with that man's strength, he is much worse than that person and is not on the same level at all.

This made him very unwilling!

"It is no worse than the dead man who can practice hard skills to that level!"

Mei Chaofeng was not surprised. After all, Wanyan Kang's Nine Yin White Bone Claws have only been practicing for a long time, and he is not practicing very seriously, so it is normal that he will be defeated.

If it were her, she would definitely have caught five holes.

"Master, I want to become stronger, and I also ask Master to teach you new unique skills."

Wanyan Kang is no longer satisfied with the Nine Yin White Bone Claws. He wants to obtain stronger unique skills, even a complete set of Nine Yin scriptures.

"The Nine Yin White Bone Claws are already the strongest unique skill that the teacher has learned, and the strongest martial arts in the Nine Yin Sutras. The other sects are not much different from it."

Hearing Wanyan Kang's thoughts, Mei Chaofeng shook his head slightly and said he was powerless.

Others say that the Nine Yin True Sutra is invincible, and it caused a bloody storm in the world back then. But when I really obtained the Nine Yin True Sutra, I realized that it was actually that way.

At least she and the dead ghost practiced the Nine Yin White Bone Claws for many years, but still could not reach the level of master.

Even over the years she has trained herself to become sick and disabled. She regretted that she had betrayed Taohua Island with her senior brother back then.

"Is there really no way to make the disciple stronger?"

Wanyan Kang was unwilling to accept it, but more of it was depressed.

He had known for a long time that the Master might have the Nine Yin Scriptures in his hands, but looking at his own strength, he knew that the Nine Yin Scriptures were not as powerful as those rumored by the outside world, otherwise Mei Chaofeng would have been invincible long ago.

"It's not impossible for you to become stronger, but that will cost an unknown price."

After hesitating, Mei Chaofeng decided to let the cheap disciples try that opportunity.

"Master, please speak!"

The starry eyes lit up and Wanyan Kang became excited.

Although as the little prince of the Great Jin, martial arts skills are not necessary, today's incident made him realize the terribleness of the martial artist. Guo Jing could enter the palace alone, and that group of people almost quietly snatched away his mother's wife.

All of this made him feel insecure and could not even save his own life. No matter how powerful he had, it would be useless.

You must obtain powerful unique skills and strong strength.

"Four months ago, someone found the teacher and gave this token. You can take it to the Zhuye Restaurant in the north of the city to hand it over to the shopkeeper there, and just follow his arrangements.

But from today on, the fate between you and me is over. Don’t call me my disciple again in the future, and don’t use the Nine Yin White Bone Claws again, otherwise it may cause a disaster.”

He got up and took out a token from the cabinet next to him and threw it to Wanyan Kang. This was the only thing Mei Chaofeng could do.

"Why is this? Is the disciple not doing well enough?"

Wanyan Kang was very anxious. He didn't want to lose a strong man like Mei Chaofeng. This is his current trump card.

"You have something to do, and you have something to do as a teacher. If you can survive this disaster, there will be a day to see you again in the future, if you can't..."

Mei Chaofeng did not finish his words, jumped out of the dry well along the passage, and jumped out of the city according to his memory.

Although she was blind, she developed strong hearing, and it was not difficult to leave Zhongdu City. At worst, she could only grab someone to lead the way.

"Iron gut!"

Then he jumped out of the dry well, Wanyan Kang looked at the token in his hand through the moonlight, which contained the word "iron gall".

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(Zhu Tiedan: Wahaha...it's finally time for me to perform on stage. Gu Santong, Su Xin must be mine!)

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