Three days later, in a hall in the backyard of the Zhong Mansion, Mr. Zhong was leaning on a cane with a dragon head and looking at the eight excited adopted sons in front of him.
"Have everything been explained clearly?" Mr. Zhong asked.
"Yes, foster father" everyone nodded excitedly.
"Everything in the house will be carried out in an orderly manner, so my adoptive father can rest assured." Zhong Tian said.
"Yes." Mr. Zhong nodded, with a little joy flashing in his eyes. He looked at the seven adopted sons who had reached the peak of the acquired world again, and finally nodded with satisfaction.
Gently, Mr. Zhong used the faucet head crutch in his hand to tap the floor of the hall a few times in rhythm.
"Kakakaka"
In the surprised eyes of all the adopted sons, a floor of the hall actually parted to both sides, revealing a road leading underground.
Seeing this scene, all the adopted sons were surprised. Even Zhong Tian, who had been serving Mr. Zhong, had a look of horror in his eyes. How many secrets did the adopted father have?
"Let's go." Mr. Zhong walked in front, walking down the stairs slowly.
All the adopted sons looked at each other, but no one dared to ask more questions.
The further you go down, the wider it gets. When you go below, there is a hall, a huge underground hall.
There was a carving of a wolf head on the wall. Mr. Zhong rotated it slightly, and the previously opened passage above was closed again.
The righteous sons looked down in surprise. The hall below was too big and very deep. Moreover, at the edge of the hall, there was a passage, a huge passage that seemed to lead to infinity. Outside the passage, there was a
Lights illuminated the passage, and at the same time, there was a huge iron house on the edge of the passage?
The entire passage is lined with countless iron bars, two of which lead to infinity.
In front of the iron house, there were more than a dozen people standing. When they saw Mr. Zhong coming, they all bowed deeply. It was obviously arranged by Mr. Zhong earlier.
Looking at this iron house, Mr. Zhong sighed, what is this? A train from the previous life, the most primitive steam train.
Zhong Shan, in his past life memory, although he didn't know how to do many technological things, he still knew about the use of coal to heat water vapor to form high pressure, which drove the piston to push the earliest steam train.
After fifty years and nearly twenty years of searching for many skilled craftsmen, we finally developed a steam engine. Then, we let those skilled craftsmen explore on their own, and finally, the most primitive train appeared.
However, Zhong Shan did not make it public, so he could just keep it to himself.
Therefore, a train track was built underground.
Mr. Zhong is rich and has a lot of money, so naturally he won't care about this consumption.
The cunning rabbit still has three caves, not to mention Mr. Zhong?
"Let's go in." Mr. Zhong led everyone into the carriage. The eyes of Bada Yizi were full of surprise. What are you doing? Aren't you going to the Dragon Gate Conference?
After closing the door, Mr. Zhong said to the outside world: "Let's set off."
"Yes," the dozen or so people outside said immediately.
Then, sitting in the extremely luxurious carriage, the righteous sons suddenly felt that the iron house had actually moved.
Moreover, there was also a huge roar in front.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The steam train is traveling rapidly underground, towards Mr. Zhong's destination.
The hearts of the adopted sons were full of doubts. They looked out the glass window and saw the lights retreating rapidly. They also knew that the iron house was moving quickly.
All the adopted sons looked at each other in surprise, and then looked at Mr. Zhong.
Mr. Zhong was sitting there, leaning on a cane with a dragon head, with his eyes closed, as if he was resting his mind. Therefore, the righteous sons did not bother him, but buried the doubts at this moment deeply in their hearts.
For three days, for three whole days, the train traveled all the way. After three days of traveling, Bada Yizi knew that he was already far away from Zhong Mansion.
For three days, the roar of the train made all the adopted sons surprised at first, but gradually became more accepting of it.
On the third day, the train slowly stopped.
It was still underground, still on the edge of a hall. Under the leadership of Mr. Zhong, everyone stepped off the train and walked up along the same passage as before. There was also a hall on the ground above.
"This is at the foot of Hengshan Mountain. This manor is my private property. You rest here for two days and adjust your condition to the best. Two days later, we will go to Longmen Valley to participate in the Longmen Conference." Mr. Zhong said.
"Yes" all the righteous sons immediately responded.
Then, after leaving the hall, everyone saw that it was indeed a huge manor with many servants. When they saw Mr. Zhong coming, they all saluted. After Mr. Zhong explained something, the adopted sons were treated like a butler.
people were brought into each guest room.
After seeing off his adopted sons, Mr. Zhong also came to a small courtyard, which was also Mr. Zhong's residence in this manor. He gently opened the door and found that the interior was clean.
Inside, there is a large bed and some high-end cabinets. On the wall opposite the large bed, there is a portrait, a painted portrait.
The paper on which the portrait is made is very old. Obviously, this portrait has existed for a long, long time.
When Mr. Zhong entered the bedroom, he slowly walked to the portrait and looked at the portrait carefully.
In the portrait, there is a woman, an extremely beautiful woman, with starry eyes and white teeth, black and shiny hair, an extremely iconic figure, wearing a red fur robe, stretching out her slender hands, holding a very beautiful flower.
He put the flowers to the tip of his nose, sniffed them gently, and showed a faint smile. This smile seemed to make the whole world eclipse.
Looking at this extremely beautiful woman, Mr. Zhong's eyes flashed with a hint of complexity.
"Bao'er, have you forgotten me? Why haven't you come back yet?" Mr. Zhong's face showed a trace of sigh and a trace of heartache.
In front of the portrait, Mr. Zhong stood quietly for an hour before sighing, shaking his head and sitting on the bed.
He gently placed the faucet crutch in his hand on the bedside and relaxed his mood. Mr. Zhong also closed his eyes and adjusted his legs cross-legged. The next step was the Dragon Gate Conference. He must be in the best condition to welcome this Dragon Gate Conference.
Two days later, outside the manor, Mr. Zhong led the way, followed by Bada Yizi.
The direction we are heading here is to the mountains to the north of the manor. The mountain roads are rugged and there is no road at all. If everyone were not martial arts masters, they would not even be able to enter the mountains. The mountains are full of poisonous weeds and poisonous insects. If Mr. Zhong had not
With decades of experience, it is very likely that you will fall into the trap.
Looking at the environment here, Bada Yizi's heart tightened.
Mr. Zhong's crutches were caught in the hands of the younger adopted son Zhong Shijiu early in the morning. Except for the adopted son Zhong Tian, everyone else was at the peak of their acquired skills. The mountain road was rugged, but they were able to keep up quickly. Only Zhong Tian was slower, but
, Mr. Zhong still slowed down and waited patiently.
In the evening, everyone found a place to rest, and everyone had to adjust to their best condition. Zhong Tian, on the other hand, was doing the job of guarding, watching the four directions, guarding against ferocious beasts and poisonous insects.
Zhong Tian is a relatively simple and honest person. Although he is the righteous son of Mr. Zhong, his cultivation speed is not very fast. The eighth level of the day after tomorrow is only the eighth level of the day after tomorrow. Zhong Tian doesn't have much hope. He just wants to see the legendary Dragon Gate Conference.
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Mr. Zhong must not be allowed to keep vigil at night. The other seven adopted sons, Zhong Tian always felt that they seemed to be very snobbish. For his boss, he only respected him a little when he was a child, but more in front of his adopted father, he seemed to specialize in doing things.
It was the same for his adoptive father. However, Zhong Tian was a simple and honest man, so he didn't care much. After all, their cultivation levels were much higher than his own.
Walking on the mountain road was a difficult journey. Although we did not encounter wild beasts, everyone encountered poisonous insects, poisonous weeds, and miasma. However, Mr. Zhong was always able to take out the corresponding medicinal materials, and there was no danger every time.
Seeing the belongings brought by the adoptive father, it was not difficult for the adopted sons to guess that the adoptive father must have walked this road many times and was very familiar with it.
Five days later, everyone finally climbed over many mountains and arrived outside a valley.
Outside the valley, at this moment, there were some other people coming from different directions. Most of them were unknown, but there was a group of six people who everyone recognized at a glance.
In the Da Kun Kingdom, the Zhao family is one of the four major families?
"Is that the head of the Zhao family?" The adopted sons were obviously stunned.
The leader is a man in a white robe. He looks like he is only forty or fifty years old. However, all the adopted sons know that he is the head of the Zhao family. He should be about the same age as his adoptive father Zhong Shan. However,
His appearance is so young, but it is because his cultivation has reached the innate realm.
"Zhong Shan?" The head of the Zhao family recognized Mr. Zhong with a dragon-head crutch at a glance, and a trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes.
"It's true that we never meet again in life. Master Zhao, how are you doing?" Mr. Zhong said with a faint smile.
Behind the head of the Zhao family, the five Zhao family children looked at Zhongshan's eighth adopted son with a hint of disdain in their eyes. However, when they saw Mr. Zhong, everyone's eyes flashed with respect. After all, Mr. Zhong's
Legend, in the Da Kun Kingdom, even their thousand-year-old family is still sighing.
Mr. Zhong is a legendary figure. Although he does not have much background, everything he has done is praised by everyone, and these adopted sons will only receive blessings at most.
"Haha, I didn't expect you to know this. You are not simple." The head of the Zhao family looked at Zhong Shan and narrowed his eyes.
"I'm just bringing a few juniors here to have a look. Which immortal sect is Master Zhao planning to enter this time?" Mr. Zhong said.
"Enter the Immortal Sect? Haha, you and I are the same age, and I am already eighty years old. Even if there are family members above, it is impossible for me to enter. This time, I just brought some qualified juniors to try my luck.
"The head of the Zhao family shook his head and smiled.
"So, I wish Master Zhao good luck." Zhong Shan said.
"Well, in the same way, I also wish your Zhong family that someone can enter the immortal sect." The head of the Zhao family narrowed his eyes and glanced at Bada Yizi.
"Yeah" Mr. Zhong nodded.
"Farewell" said the head of the Zhao family.
"See you at the Dragon Gate Conference." Zhong Shan nodded.
Then, the head of the Zhao family naturally left first. Standing outside the valley, watching the people of the Zhao family enter, Zhong Shan also had a solemn expression, squinted his eyes, and thought for a while.
"Let's go in." Mr. Zhong said, leaning on a cane with a dragon head.
"Yes." All the righteous sons nodded immediately.
Then, following Mr. Zhong, slowly, along with all the forces, they went inside.