Wang Cheng knew who it was without looking. There would be no one else except Yang Si.
Yang Si was dressed in black night clothes. His clothes had been damaged after repeated battles, but he seemed to be in good spirits. His small eyes were rolling around and he was glaring out of habit.
"Get out!"
Wang Cheng cursed angrily, ignored this self-righteous guy, and returned to the secret room.
Just as he thought, there were a total of eleven people, seven of whom had fallen to the ground. Four martial arts masters, Hu Yan, Zhang Wentao, Xu Chao, and He Wushuang, were still struggling to support themselves.
The four of them were gritting their teeth and persisting, their faces pale, and it looked like they couldn't hold on much longer.
"ah!"
Suddenly, Zhang Wentao yelled and fell to the ground on his back, his pale face covered with sweat.
His spirit was sluggish, as if his body had been hollowed out. He climbed up from the ground with difficulty, walked towards the stone monument step by step with heavy steps.
"Why? Why can't I?"
He has been called a "martial arts wizard" since he was a child. He broke through to the realm of martial arts at the age of twenty. He has opened the Eight Meridians at the age of twenty-two. However, he has not received the inheritance from two consecutive stone tablets. This pair of His self-confidence was undoubtedly a huge blow.
With his eyes red, he suddenly shouted, rushed towards the stone monument and punched it.
"No!"
Wang Cheng was startled, and in a flash, he stepped out of Xiaoyaoyou, and finally stopped Zhang Wentao at the moment when his fist was about to hit the stone tablet.
He grabbed Zhang Wentao's wrist with one hand, preventing Zhang Wentao's fist from falling.
However, Zhang Wentao had lost his mind, roared "Get out of here", and hit Wang Cheng on the head with his other fist.
Wang Cheng faced the fist with his other hand and grabbed it with his five fingers, like an iron pincer, making it unable to move.
"Calm down!"
After hearing this, Zhang Wentao regained his composure, looked at Wang Cheng, and suddenly felt an uncontrollable sadness in his heart.
"Hahaha! Hahaha! Martial arts wizard? What the hell martial arts wizard?"
He laughed and cried at the same time, especially when he saw that he couldn't even defeat a warrior, he felt even more uncomfortable.
The others were also inspired by his emotion and lowered their heads.
Wang Cheng let go of Zhang Wentao's hands. He was really shocked just now.
This stone tablet must contain other means of attack. It would be better not to touch it, but once you touch it, you will definitely be attacked. Otherwise, Yang Dalong would have been unable to find these stone tablets for so long and would have been unable to do anything about them.
He looked at everyone and said, "Do you want to hear my thoughts?"
"Humph! Are you trying to comfort me?" Zhang Wentao sneered.
Wang Cheng shook his head and said: "It's not a comfort! It's because we people have no way to obtain the martial arts inheritance on the stone tablet!"
As soon as he said this, everyone looked at him.
"Why do you say that?" Zhang Wentao was curious.
Wang Cheng said: "Actually, the martial arts inheritance on this stone tablet is not prepared for us. Do you still remember what Hao Ren said in the royal tomb?"
How could they forget?
They remember everything yesterday clearly, and even if more than ten or twenty years have passed, they will not forget this extremely dangerous encounter.
"I remember Hao Ren told Yang Dalong that even if the Wood King Spear was given to Yang Dalong, Yang Dalong wouldn't be able to use it."
Xu Chao thought thoughtfully and asked, "Could it be that this 'Gun King's Post' is the same as the Mu King's Gun, and must be obtained by a member of the Mu family?"
Wang Cheng nodded and saw dissatisfaction gradually showing on everyone's faces. He quickly explained: "It's not that I don't want to tell everyone. If I don't make you give up completely..."
Wang Cheng did not continue what he said next, but everyone understood it.
Many things, even if you explain them a hundred times a thousand times, are not as good as letting people experience them once. If you don’t hit the wall, you won’t look back.
"Then why does Marquis Ning still need this stone tablet?" Zhang Wentao was puzzled.
Wang Cheng was so angry that he almost didn't say a word to him: Can you compare with Ning Hou?
Who is Ninghou?
Not only has his cultivation reached the perfect state of a martial arts master, but he is also a direct member of the Zhou royal family. How can the means he possesses be comparable to others?
Since he sent people to find these stone tablets, he must have a way to obtain the martial arts inheritance on them.
"Is there really no other way?" Xu Chao was unwilling.
The treasure that all warriors in the world desire is placed in front of them but cannot be taken away. No one will be willing to do so.
Wang Cheng said nothing, of course there are ways, isn't he a typical example!
But it cannot be copied!
Not to mention that his telekinesis has reached the peak of perception and he has insights that other martial artists do not have. His boxing skills have also reached a perfect state, which is something that most martial arts masters do not have.
The most important thing is that he has a soul-devouring bead, which can withstand the true meaning of martial arts, otherwise he wouldn't be able to do it!
Since they knew that the martial arts inheritance on the stone tablet was hopeless, everyone did not stay here.
Wang Cheng was the last to leave. Before leaving, he carefully wiped the stone tablet clean and then took a few clear photos.
After that, under Wang Cheng's reminder, everyone went to Laolang Village, Lianli Village, Xiaoquan Village, Jiguan Village, and Qingfeng Village one by one.
Sure enough, these villages have secret passages, and each secret passage is connected to the Black Dragon Village. The entrance and exit of each secret passage also have two stone tablets as stone gates.
In this way, after a busy morning, everyone finally found twelve stone tablets.
During this process, some people still tried to get the martial arts inheritance from other stone tablets, and almost killed themselves, so no one tried anymore.
"Thirteen stone tablets. This is only twelve. Where is the other one?" Xu Chao was curious.
Yang Si said: "I think we should stop looking for it. Anyway, we have found twelve yuan. Marquis Ning will not say anything else, so we should hurry back to Tiandu Mansion!"
Making noises about going back again!
This was the first time that he had shouted to go back, which made everyone upset.
In fact, they all wanted to go back, but when they thought that they had traveled ninety-nine miles and were only left with the last mile, they were too unwilling to give up like this!
They vaguely felt that this last stone tablet was of great importance. After all, the previous twelve tablets had rules to follow, but this last one had no clues.
"Hey! I said it's useless for you to think nonsense here! Just find someone to ask!" Yang Si said.
When everyone heard this, they felt like they were waking up someone from a dream.
Lianyun Castle is not empty of people. The dead are all middle and high-level people, warriors with cultivation, and there are still many ordinary people alive who have no cultivation. After all, ordinary people occupy the main body in this world.
After learning that all the thirteen village owners and leaders of Lianyunbao were dead, the surviving Lianyunbao people neither expressed resentment nor gratitude towards them, as if they were completely numb.
The crowd looked for a few who seemed to be smarter, but they were unable to answer any questions. They were usually only responsible for serving tea and water, doing laundry and cooking, and they knew nothing about the core secrets of Lianyun Castle.
However, a slightly older middle-aged man provided a clue. There was an old servant in the castle who was responsible for raising horses. He lived here a long time ago. He might know.
Under the guidance of the middle-aged man, everyone found the old servant in an open area with abundant water plants at the foot of the mountain.
The old servant was wearing a gray cloth coat with many patches, and his gray hair was scattered like long weeds. When everyone arrived, he was washing a horse.
It was a black horse, tall and strong, with hair as black as ink that had been brushed very clean. On the contrary, the old servant looked slovenly, which was in sharp contrast.
The middle-aged man shouted to him: "Old blind man, these adults are here to question you!"
The old servant turned to look at everyone. His face was sallow and full of wrinkles. His left eye was cloudy and his right eye was missing, leaving only a hole.
Everyone's hearts tightened for no reason, but they didn't notice any fluctuations in cultivation from the old servant, so they felt a little relieved. Maybe that moment just now was just an illusion.
"Old blind man, I'm talking to you! These adults are asking you for questions!" the middle-aged man shouted.
Wang Cheng waved his hand towards the middle-aged man, asking him to step back, and said, "Old man, is there anything special about your Lianyun Castle?"
The old servant said directly: "What are you looking for?" His voice was hoarse and not smooth, as if he hadn't communicated with anyone for a long time.
Everyone looked at each other. This old blind man seemed to be really not simple!
"I wonder if the old man has ever seen such a stone tablet!" Wang Cheng described the general style of the stone tablet.
"Seen it!"
When everyone heard this, they were even more surprised. Could this old blind man be tricking them?
Wang Cheng still asked patiently: "Does the old man know where it is?"
The old servant raised his head toward the stable.
Everyone was dubious and felt more and more that the old blind man was unreliable, but they still pinched their noses and went in to take a look.
I saw that one wall of the stable was obviously different from the other walls. The writing on it was carved with a sharp tool, and the font was exactly the same as the other twelve stone tablets.
This is really the thirteenth stone tablet!
The martial arts inheritance left by the majestic spear king was actually used as a stable wall panel, and it was still stained with uncleaned horse manure and horse urine.
"You...do you know what this is?" Xu Chao wanted to curse.
"Oh? What?" The old servant didn't care.
Xu Chao didn't want to say it, but he felt really uncomfortable, so he said: "This is the marksmanship inheritance left by the Mu family's gun king more than four hundred years ago. It is the most precious thing in the world!"
"I don't know about the inheritance of marksmanship. I only know that without it, my horses will suffer!" said the old servant.
Everyone was speechless for a while. Is this old blind man really ignorant or pretending to be ignorant?
"Who is the senior?" Wang Cheng asked by changing his title.
The old servant said: "A useless person who should have died long ago is not a senior!"
He suddenly stared at Wang Cheng and said, "You want it?"
Wang Cheng nodded and did not deliberately hide it. He always felt that this old servant was unfathomable and that he could not hide any of his little thoughts from this person.
The old servant said: "It's not impossible to give it to you."
Wang Cheng was not overjoyed, but asked: "Senior, what do you want?"
