"What...is going on?" Zhuo Wen was stunned. He felt like this was like a pie falling from the sky.
"Senior Brother Daowen, don't be surprised! This is the complete version of "Heaven and Earth Haoran Sutra". You have been approved by us, so you are qualified to get this classic!"
Without any warning, the golden book made a slightly childish sound.
Zhuo Wen was not unfamiliar with this voice, because it was exactly Dao Jing's voice.
"Junior Brother Daojing, is that you?" Zhuo Wen asked subconsciously.
"It's me! Brother Daowen, Daokong and I are not human beings! Our bodies are the "Heaven and Earth Haoran Sutra"..." Dao Jing's voice sounded again.
Zhuo Wen's pupils shrank. He felt incredible. He was stunned for a long time and said: "You are the "Heaven and Earth Haoran Sutra"? Then didn't you say that the Heaven and Earth Haoran Sutra was destroyed? Then how could there be a complete version?"
Dao Jing spoke again, his voice became deeper, with a hint of sadness.
"These are all Hongmen's attempts to cover up the existence of the Heaven and Earth Haoran Sutra! The Heaven and Earth Haoran Sutra that was destroyed was actually a rubbing, but it was made very realistic, so even the strong men of the Hongwu Holy Sect did not see that it was a rubbing.
Fake!"
"As for the real Heaven and Earth Haoran Sutra, it was taken away by the founder of the Hongmen Kai Sect, and then left for a foreign country, and its whereabouts are unknown!"
"You should have guessed that our master is Hong Shenwu, the founder of the Hongmen sect! He has never died. He lives until now just to find the successor to the Heaven and Earth Haoran Sutra and the Hongmen!"
Hearing this, Zhuo Wen was stunned. He did not expect that the bodies of the two junior brothers Daokong and Dao Jing were actually the original versions of the "Heaven and Earth Haoran Sutra".
But now after Dao Jing's reminder, he remembered the past with the two of them, and actually believed it.
The two little Taoist boys have followed Hong Shenwu for so long, but they have never grown up. This is a big problem in itself.
At the beginning, Zhuo Wen also had doubts, but he did not ask the sloppy Taoist questions.
Now it seems that he has found the answer.
"Senior Brother Daowen, I think you should have figured it out! Ever since you joined Hongmen, we have been observing you! Although Hongmen has declined, it cannot be left to others at will!"
"But your sincerity and love and justice have influenced us, and have been recognized by the master! Therefore, Daokong and I revealed our true bodies and handed over the real "Heaven and Earth Haoran Sutra" to you!"
"Although Hongmen is gone, we only hope that you can survive. We do not ask you to rise Hongmen, but we ask that Hongmen not disappear into thin air."
Dao Jing's voice became weaker and weaker, and finally, as the golden light dispersed, the voice suddenly stopped.
The "Heaven and Earth Haoran Sutra" lies quietly in Zhuo Wen's palm.
Zhuo Wen's eyes were complicated. He silently looked at the "Heaven and Earth Haoran Sutra" in his hand, and finally sighed deeply and put it into his spiritual ring.
"Xiao Hei, please, keep moving forward!"
Zhuo Wen looked straight ahead, facing the little gangster.
Xiao Hei hesitated for a while, then followed Zhuo Wen's instructions and turned into a stream of light and disappeared from the place.
Half a day later, Zhuo Wen rode the Thunder Fire Sword and once again came to the mountain range where Shi Shenhong and Hong Shenwu fought.
I saw that almost all of this mountainous area had been flattened, and there were even many deep pits of different sizes in many places.
From these terrifying terrains, we can see how terrifying the battle just now was.
Zhuo Wen endured the pain in his soul, and used his spiritual mind to search every place here carefully.
But except for the strong energy ripples that filled the surrounding area, he found nothing.
He didn't find Hong Shenwu, Shi Shenhong, or even the ancient master of the Hongwu Holy Sect who was summoned by Shi Shenhong from other places.
"Boy, there's no need to look any further! The last person summoned by Shi Shenhong turned into a powerful being from a god or demon. So what if that sloppy Taoist is stronger? He can't be that person's opponent in the end!"
"But don't worry! The Hongwu Holy Sect is so precious to the Heaven and Earth Haoran Sutra, and the sloppy Taoist has practiced the Heaven and Earth Haoran Sutra!"
"Until we get the complete "Heaven and Earth Haoran Sutra", the life of the sloppy Taoist should not be in danger!"
Xiao Hei opened his mouth to comfort him, but soon realized something was wrong. Zhuo Wen didn't react at all.
Xiao Hei flew out of the sword and landed on it. Only then did he realize that Zhuo Wen had passed out without knowing it.
"Hey! This kid is really too brave..."
Xiao Hei shook his head, controlled the Thunder Fire Sword, and left here.
…
Zhuo Wen felt that he had had a long, long dream. In the dream, he saw the sloppy Taoist, Dao Kong and Dao Jing, standing in front of him, smiling strangely at him.
He stood up in surprise and ran towards the three of them, trying to catch them tightly and keep calling their names.
But he missed every time. The three figures always stopped five meters in front of him, but he could not get close or touch them.
Zhuo Wen was so tired that he was panting. He stopped, put his hands on his knees, and panted violently.
Then, he saw three pairs of feet appear under his eyes.
He raised his head and realized that three sloppy Taoists were standing in front of him at some unknown moment, with weird smiles still on their faces.
This smile seemed bright, but it was filled with a deep chill.
They still didn't speak, but looked at Zhuo Wen coldly, their eyes full of inexplicable meaning.
Zhuo Wen couldn't help but take a few steps back. When he looked again, the three of them had disappeared before his eyes.
Then, he felt his feet being grabbed.
Then, he saw three sloppy Taoists lying on the ground, their bodies dripping with blood, and six hands tightly grasping Zhuo Wen's trouser legs.
While they were grabbing their trouser legs, they let out shrill screams...
Zhuo Wen opened his eyes suddenly. He subconsciously touched his forehead and found that it was covered with cold sweat.
"Boy, you finally woke up! Looking at how loud you screamed just now, could it be that you were having a nightmare?"
Xiao Hei floated to the side, looking at Zhuo Wen who woke up, the worried look in his eyes gradually disappeared, and he said half-jokingly.
Zhuo Wen fell silent. With a thought in his mind, a golden book appeared in his palm.
On the cover of the classic, there are five characters written in big words, "Heaven and Earth Haoran Sutra".
"It turns out that everything was not a dream! These are all real."
Zhuo Wen put away the Heaven and Earth Haoran Sutra numbly, with a bitter smile on his lips.
Hong Shenwu, Daokong and Dao Jing are no longer there, and now he is the only one left.
"Boy, this doesn't seem like your style! You shouldn't be so decadent now. What you should do is try to improve your strength, and then go to Hongwu Shenhong to regain your position and destroy that old man Shi Shenhong.
That’s the majesty!”
"And your sect leader is not necessarily dead. He was probably taken away and went to the Hongwu Holy Sect! Isn't the entrance trial of the Hongwu Holy Sect about to begin? If you join the Hongwu Holy Sect, it is equivalent to sneaking into the Hongwu Holy Sect.
It’s inside, wouldn’t it be convenient to find out the news about Hong Shenwu then?”
Xiao Hei looked at Zhuo Wen seriously, and his voice became extremely serious.
Zhuo Wen's eyes gradually burst into light, and the previous decadence was also dispelled.
Xiao Hei is right, he has no time to be decadent now, the hatred of Hongmen and the whereabouts of Hong Shenwu are still waiting for him to find.
"Xiao Hei, thank you for bringing me back!" Zhuo Wen looked at Xiao Hei and smiled with relief.
"Hey, this is the Zhuo Wen I know!" Xiao Hei grinned and resumed his playful smile.