The descendants of Taiwu are very famous

Chapter 6 Granny Feng

"I thought, Taiwu, I would be able to see the successors of Taiwu through the hilt of Fuyu's sword."

"Could it be that those people in the illusion are all the Taiwus of the past?! Shocked!!" Dangdang was shocked by his own thoughts.

Ning Shuning felt that the firm palm that was holding her began to sweat faintly.

"Hey, relying on my old body's few words, I'm afraid it's hard to convince you. If you come with me again, don't be afraid of what you see later..."

Seeing that Granny Feng turned around and walked towards the ancestral hall, she raised her heels resoundingly.

A while later, Xiang Dangdang followed Granny Feng to a stone house on the mountain behind Taiwu Ancestral Hall.

I saw that the stone house was surrounded by tombs, and a prison cart was parked beside the stone house, and this prison cart was exactly the one that Dangdang saw outside Taiwu Village, but at this time the car was chained and the car was empty. .

"That's right, it's here..." Granny Feng stepped into the stone house without waiting for the sound to be heard.

Looking at the pitch-black room with faint roars, she patted Ning Shuning's slightly trembling shoulders resoundingly, "It's okay, if you're afraid, wait outside first. I'm afraid it's dangerous inside."

Ning Shuning quickly put her ringing left hand in her arms, shaking her head desperately, "No... Sister Dangdang, I don't want it, I'll go with you."

After repeatedly persuading her to no avail, Xiang Dangdang led Ning Shuning into the stone house.

As soon as he entered the stone house, he suddenly saw a person bound by dozens of black iron chains to the boulder in the center of the stone house.

The man had a ferocious face and immense strength, and every struggle would make the iron chain as thick as the mouth of a bowl pull out dents on the boulder.

Dang Dang immediately understood that this person must be the "beast" imprisoned in the prison car before.

"This... is this a human or a ghost?!" Dangdang quickly pulled out the fire stick behind him.

"Hey, this person was originally a Shaolin disciple, but because he was harmed by Xiangshu, he lost his sanity and became like this half-human and not a ghost."

Looking at the inhuman appearance of the person in front of him, he said resoundingly: "Is there really a pivot in the world?? Then it is true to say that Taiwu's successor is true?"

"Whether it's true or not, you'll know once you try it..."

Granny Feng handed the hilt of Fuyu sword into Dangdang's hand, bowed her head three times to the west, and said to Dangdang:
"Holding the sword in the left hand, pointing to the universe.

The heart enters the silence, the dream is broken and the dust is broken.

Everyone is infatuated with suffering, and no one is out of the net.

Seeing that I am not me, there is no demon without me..."

Listening to the tactic in Granny Feng's mouth, her body moved involuntarily following the tactic. "Seeing that I am not me, there is no demon if there is no self..., the words of the true formula are subtle, and every sentence comes to mind!!"

As the last word fell, the hallucinations in Xiang Dangdang's eyes reappeared. He had seen those figures in the bamboo hut. At this time, they all walked to Xiang Dangdang's side, and together with her, they held the hilt of Fuyu's sword and stabbed at the Xiangshu evil ghost.

In an instant, a white light enveloped Dangdang inside,

After an unknown amount of time, Dangdang slowly opened his eyes.She looked down, only to find that she was lying on an earthen bed in a hut, the monster, and the phantom fragrance all disappeared.

"Sister Dang is awake!! Sister Dang is awake!!!" While Dang was beeping, a girl's voice sounded from outside the window.

Afterwards, more than a dozen villagers with patched clothes rushed into the hut. Ning Shuning was the first to rush to the side of the soil bed and looked at her with a smile on her face.

"I am... where??"

Loud Dang shook her head quickly, no, now is not the time to ask this, she quickly changed the question.

"What about Granny Feng? I still have a lot to ask her."

On the side, a middle-aged man with a sallow complexion and a hoe said in surprise: "Well, Mr. Taiwu, there is no one named Feng in our village, who are you looking for?"

"That's right, Granny Feng in Taiwu's ancestral hall."

"Hey, how can there be any Taiwu ancestral hall? It has been a long time since there has been a descendant of Taiwu. The ancestral hall has collapsed long ago."

At this moment, Xiang Dangdang suddenly recalled a detail, it seemed that Granny Feng was also there when they held the Fuyu sword handle together just now, could it be that she was also one of the previous Taiwus, who showed up specially to instruct herself to use the Fuyu sword?
Before Xiang Dangdang figured it out, more and more people came from surrounding towns, villages, and sects when they learned that Taiwu was restored, and blocked Taiwu Village completely.

Surrounded by these people in different clothes, it was noisy, until the evening, when there was a bang, there was a moment of peace.

Ning Shuning, who shared the bed with her, asked hesitantly: "Sister Dangdang, the adoptive father is not in this Taiwu Village, what should we do next?"

Dangdang pulled her big hand and pulled her into his arms, "Since I have become some kind of Taiwu heir in a daze, let's build the Taiwu ancestral hall first..."

Two months later, Xiang Dang looked at the newly built Taiwu ancestral hall and the newly built private houses in the distance in front of him, and nodded with satisfaction. Anyway, at least this place is now a bit like a village.

At this time, because of the popularity, the reputation of Taiwu's successors was very loud, and people from various sects and sects came and went. For convenience, Taiwu Village built a post station.

"Let's go, Ning Shuning, let's go to Shaolin Temple!!" Dang Dang's face was filled with an excited smile. If there is one advantage of being the successor of Taiwu, it is that any sect must teach him everything.

For martial idiots like Dangdang, this is simply a huge benefit.

Ning Shuning, who was holding a package in her hand, happily jumped onto the loud wheelbarrow.

Behind the two of them, one with a dark face, an ordinary woman bowed to Dang Dang, "Master Taiwu, please rest assured, I will take care of Taiwu Village properly during your absence."

Xiang Dangdang nodded, and said to him: "Ouyang Linghua will hand over this village to you, and I'm leaving."

Under the watchful eyes of the villagers in Taiwu Village, Dangdang pushed the wheelbarrow and set off towards Shaolin Temple, the sacred place of martial arts in her heart.

After several twists and turns, in Fengxiang Town below Songshan Mountain, an old man with a hunched back was walking leisurely on the street with his hands clasped behind his back.

At this moment, suddenly, someone slapped him on the back, and when he turned around, the old man saw a strong man pushing a wheelbarrow, smiling at him.

And this person is the famous descendant of Taiwu.

At this moment, the old man saw a small and exquisite little girl sitting on the unicycle, and asked him in a crisp voice: "Mr., how can I get to Shaolin Temple?"

The old man looked the two of them up and down, and slowly said to Dangdang: "Just keep walking along this road, junior, do you want your daughter to practice martial arts? But Songshan Shaolin Temple does not accept female apprentices, this girl grows up You are so handsome, why don't you go to Jiangling Xuannvmen?"

Hearing this, Dangdang's face turned black, and he pushed the wheelbarrow, cursing and walking towards Shaolin Temple.

"Hey? It's strange that this young man, why doesn't he feel good about asking the way??"

(End of this chapter)