Yang Qi finally decided to spare the life of the Vajra Ancestor.

It took a long time since there was no humanoid creature that made her so happy. Today I felt so good at kicking hard. When I was in a good mood, I just robbed all the good things from the Vajra Gate.

This time the war against the King Kong Gate was very generous.

First of all, there are patented products. The finished black jade intermittent paste, as well as the prescription and raw materials, were swept away, and the iron-character brand body protection skills were also complete. If there is enough manpower and the methods are improved in the future, maybe you can really get an iron-headed army to the battlefield. Think about it, iron-headed iron arms and iron crotch, plus several layers of dragon and elephant skills, it would be absolutely spectacular for such people to have dozens or hundreds of people, and it would be drooling if you think about it.

Then there is the collection of supplies. Although the Vajra Gate itself does not cost much, the Baituo Villa has a lot of treasures. In addition, there are many treasures, which makes it feel like a lot of money. When you put it on the back of the horse, more than a hundred war horses were actually full of treasures.

The war horses are all trophy, what should I do if that person? Go back?

No need to hurry, no need to hurry, what I want to talk about is the most valuable thing that has been passed after this victory.

"Wow~~~~!" Yang Qi's eyes shone: "This is a sweat-blooded BMW!"

That's right, not far from Yang Qi, there is a group of divine horses.

The sweat-blooded BMW, even the dead house that only cares about kung fu, will change his face and be happy when he hears this word. But to be honest, it is entirely because he is too ignorant of the value of the sweat-blooded horse, so he is too calm. You know, when his subordinates found that they had robbed more than a hundred sweat-blooded horses, they almost grinned their mouths to the bottom of their ears.

The sweat-blooded horse, also known as the Dayuan horse, the ancient god-level mount, the pure-blooded horse was rare. Emperor Wu of Han launched a large-scale war in order to obtain the sweat-blooded horse. In order to defend the sweat-blooded horse, the Dayuan Kingdom also fought to the death with the Han Dynasty. Even on modern earth, it was a more precious creature than giant pandas. The most precious species of sweat-blooded horses was priced at more than tens of millions of dollars.

If the price, breed, and egg-free, then the following is an egg-free one - it is almost the most capable and physically strong horse breed in the world. This is a horse that can travel around the world for 80 days (it is recorded that it has been more than 40,000 kilometers in more than 80 days). If you count it, it is not an exaggeration to travel a thousand miles a day.

What is the concept of "traveling thousands of miles a day"? I did a personal test for the big data, and took a car from southwest Shandong and headed north to Tianjin. I walked the highway all the way, without traffic lights and no traffic jams. I left in the morning and arrived in the afternoon without speeding. It took me a solid six hours. I looked at the driving recorder and it was only more than a thousand miles.

The author of the dead house felt very tired when he came by the car. As a physical creature who had to eat, drink, defecate, rest and sleep, the sweat-blooded horse could travel thousands of miles a day! After making a comparison, Shou was so shocked that he had to use his hands to push his chin back. No wonder the Han Dynasty recorded the sweat-blooded horse as "Tianma", which is just this god mount. It is also something that must be filled with a big V in online games!

In addition, although sweaty horses are almost perfect in terms of physical strength, endurance, environmental adaptability, etc., this kind of horse has a bad temper. Just now, when the group of horses were forced to go to the horse shed by the Vajra Sect's disciples, several Vajra Sect's disciples were even kicked away by one hoof for more than ten meters, and countless bones were broken.

And now, the eyes of these sweaty horses looked a little aggrieved. A demon king extended his claws to them.

"Oh hiahiahiahia!" Yang Qi's mouth was almost drooling, and her hands were squeezing forward like a fool: "Come on, let me touch it obediently!"

More than a hundred sweat-blooded BMWs looked at Yang Qi at the same time, with subtle terror in their big eyes, like a young wife frightened by a pervert.

Then, a hero stepped forward.

After two loud neighing, two horses rushed out of the herd. The two black and white horses were extremely strong and tall, with a shoulder height of more than 1.7 meters. Compared with them, the bad horses I got before were really like larger dogs. They stood in front of the herd, sniffing, digging the ground, staring at Yang Qi, as if saying, "Don't come over, I'm not welcome if I come over again!"

"Oh, I'm quite unique, I like it~" Yang Qi smiled foolishly and wiped the corner of her mouth, then said to the person around her: "Girl, one for each person, let's see who will get it first?"

"Okay, then let's compare." Wu Jiaoniang also became interested: "Hey, I'm proficient in horse-controlling techniques!"

As he was talking, maybe he felt that the two of them were not easy to mess with. Two horses, one black and one white, jumped and tapped twice, and turned around and ran away with a long neigh. The leader ran away, and the entire horses immediately followed it and rushed together. The princess Hu Ji was so anxious when she saw it. If these sweaty and blood horses were lost, they would never be able to be found again.

"It's really fast." Yang Qi didn't care at all, shaking her wrists and turning her ankles on the spot, doing preparations for exercises. Wu Zhengfeng also performed the same thing. While doing the rotation exercises, he murmured: "Well, it's almost done. Then three, two, one, set off!"

Whoosh, the two men turned into phantoms at the same time, and rushed towards the horses.

So, the younger brothers and sisters who were packing up the spoils first saw a group of majestic horses running towards them, and then saw their two bosses chasing each other. In the end, the bloody horses could not escape the two bosses, and were quickly surpassed one by one.

"It's you!" Yang Qi jumped and a tiger pounced on the back of the dark horse. The black horse's fur is deep and its muscle lines are perfect, stronger than other sweat-blooded horses, and its aura is quite majestic and domineering. After Yang Qi entered the power of a dragon, few animals dared to grin at her. The predator's sense of oppression on her body is a hundred times stronger than that of the tiger, leopard, bear and wrinkle. Just now, the dark horse dared to confront her for a moment. If it were in nature, it would definitely be a tough character who dared to fight a group of lions.

The dark horse was shocked to find Yang Qi riding on him, running wildly and stopping rapidly, jumping and thrusting back and forth. Its body was not a saddle. An ordinary person had been kicked to death by being kicked down by his hooves. But Yang Qi sat steadily with a smile. He rubbed his hands on the dark horse's face with his soul. His straight nose was not the nose, eyes, and eyes: "What, are you not convinced?"

The answer to her was a neighing sound, but Yang Qi seemed to understand and nodded immediately, "Okay, it's a matter of determination." She jumped off the horse and pointed at the dark horse and said, "Do it again, this time I'll convince you!"

The dark horse neighed at its followers with a spiritual sense, as if saying, "You dodge, I'm going to do my best." Then it raised its front hooves and suddenly accelerated. This time it was faster than before. It seemed that it had just suppressed itself in order to take care of its younger brother's speed. Now it took out its hidden strength and ran wildly, running out like a gust of wind, and it was almost half way out than an ordinary sweat-blooded horse.

The speed is not much worse than the cheetah, and you can be speeding up even when you go to the national highway. The dark horse sprinted for a moment at full speed, turned his head and looked at the back. He wanted to observe the enemy situation. Running at this speed, there was almost no creature in nature that could catch up with it - but unfortunately this is a martial arts world. So it thrilled to see a person who was magnifying rapidly in his vision.

"Come to the Pokemon honestly!"

The result is naturally self-evident.

Ten minutes later, the sweaty and bloody horses came back obediently. Yang Qi and Wu Zhengfeng almost surrendered their respective targets at the same time, and the princess Hu Ji was stunned.

The temper of sweat-blooded horses is generally hard-tempered, and they are so arrogant that they often hold their heads high. It is very difficult for them to subdue, and those who cannot subdue it may be bitten by a bit. The two black and white horses are the leader of this group of horses, and their tempers are even more famous for their arrogance. Even she and her tribe members who specialize in taming and grazing sweat-blooded horses have never been tamed, but they are just "mixed" with them. But now, the two horses are being ridden obediently, looking convinced.

"Girl, let's lend you this group of horses first, and let's talk about it in detail." Yang Qi rode on the dark horse and greeted Princess Hu Ji. Princess Hu Ji didn't know whether she understood it or not, so she nodded blankly. "Little ones, hurry up and pack up, ride back one by one! However, I'll be tamed by my own horse. If I can't handle it, I won't help."

"Yes, boss!"

Another half an hour later, the rumbling sound of hooves disappeared and no one in the world retreated.

The old and strong man looked at the Baituo Villa with only ruins, then the Vajra Gate that was looted and the disciples who were beaten to the point of being as frightened as birds, and couldn't help but cry without tears.

"Give it to me, I'll find those three Erliuzi for me!" This time it was a loss, it was a loss. I said a thousand and ten thousand, and I had a fight for some reason. It was entirely because the three Erliuzi stole the girl's hair and came to me to sell the stolen goods! And, damn it, my hair was actually said to be Tian Jiansi to deceive me!

Just plot to take revenge on that girl or something, let’s admit defeat. But the second-rate guys who make me a surrender must not be spared!

The old and strong man was furious and almost caught fire: "Hurry, where are those three bastards? Find them out quickly!"

"Old ancestor, those three people seemed to be in trouble just now and they were in trouble!"

"Oh, it's so unlucky..." The ancestor of King Kong slapped his forehead in annoyance, but when he slapped his head, he shivered in pain. Although the footprint was not deep, only a few millimeters, even a little more, it would be completely broken and the brain was splashed. Now he reached out to touch the footprint and felt very shocked. No, hurry up and prepare medicine, quickly get some black jade intermittent cream, and you must cure the injury quickly, otherwise you will not be able to sleep well!

"Old, ancestor!" The trusted disciple who was blown away by Yang Qi suddenly rushed from afar. He threw himself in front of the old and strong man, pointed outside and said in panic: "Yes, right, opponent, opponent - come to the door!"

"By the way?" The ancestor of Vajra was stunned, not sure why. Didn't the girls go far away? Why did they come back? Then he was shocked again and suddenly glared: "Can they say... they are from Vajra Sect?!"

"Yes!" The trusted disciple felt like he was lost: "A sharp-mouthed monkey-mouthed, a fat-headed and big-eared, and a red-clothed lama with a bad face came to the door! Disciples, the disciples can't stop it at all!"

"This-!" It was raining all night long. The Vajra Patriarch felt that he had been in trouble for eight lifetimes today. He was so anxious that he was about to pull his hair out when he saw three lamas breaking in. The three lamas were indeed as if they were said by their disciples. But when three monks with strange phenomena rushed over without touching the ground, their temples were bulging high, and their eyes were shining brightly, and they were obviously masters.

Swish, the three lamas fell in front of the old man, looked up and down at the old man, and said with a sharp-mouthed and monkey cheeks: "Are you the leader of the Vajra Sect?"

"I..." It's so miserable now that it's a terrible defeat in the sect. He is seriously injured and has no combat power. But the old and strong man still doesn't want to escape. He is bitter and helpless, but he finally nodded and admitted: "Some family is the ancestor of the King Kong, what do you think of the three?"

"It's you. We don't have much knowledge. We just protect people and walk there. If you find you, you will be completed." The lama with a bad face pointed at the fat head and big ears and said, "There are other people who have knowledge."

"Is there someone else?" The old and strong man looked at the fat-headed and big-eared monk, but saw that the fat-headed and big-eared monk turned around and was carrying a big rattan box behind him. The monk put the rattan box on the ground, and then said a few words to the rattan box. Someone in the rattan box replied a few words, and the sound was very tender.

Swishly, the vine box opened, and a young child came out from everyone's amazing eyes.

This young child is so young that he looks about three years old. In modern society, children of this age can even be called "baby" and are still very naive. But when the child wearing red Tibetan monk robe looked up at the old man, the old man saw the light of wisdom that should not belong to this age in the eyes of the young man.

It seems to be a great perfect enlightenment that sees through the wheel of life and death, with a calmness and a mixture of the unique innocence of children, making people lose their minds when they see it.

The three lamas had a very subtle attitude towards the child, and there was a vague awe. The three of them put their hands together and said a few Tibetan words to the child. Then after the children replied, the three of them nodded and left like they used their light skills.

At the scene, an old man and a young boy were left with big eyes and small eyes.

"What the hell is going on?" The old and strong man was confused: "Who are you?"

"I am the descendant of the Vajra Sect." He was obviously a very young child, but his speaking was very tactful, and his Chinese was very authentic. The child looked up at the old man, and his height and physique were very different, but his eyes were a straight look: "Today, I came to the noble school, and I also wanted to ask about the whereabouts of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Prajna. The great wise man felt that he could find clues in your place."

"I, I really don't!" Behind a young child is the entire Vajra Sect, the entire Tantric Sect, and even the Mongolian Kingdom. The old and strong man dare not neglect and want to cry without tears: "I'm not a coward who dares to be a dare not be a coward, but this is really not what I did!"

The young boy stared at the old man with big round eyes, suddenly nodded and smiled, "Well, I believe, it was not your stolen."

"Uh..." Should I say that children are easy to cheat? Or should I say that I finally clear my grievances? Faced with such a child, it seems ridiculous to say anything.

"But what the wise man said is not wrong. Come on, can you squat down?" The old and strong man squatted down as he said. The young man stood on tiptoe and put his hands on the footprints on the head of the old and strong man. The old and strong man raised his eyebrows, but he didn't move. The young man closed his eyes and sensed something carefully. After a moment, he suddenly smiled: "Well, I found it here!"

The old and strong man couldn't help but wonder: "What did you find?"

"Cause and effect." (To be continued, please search for Piaotianyi, novels are better, updated and faster!

ps: Ahhhh, whether it is dead or alive, the exam is finally over - and then there are two more subjects to take... Regarding this young child, here is a reference material: The historical prototype of King Jinlun is Basiba. Basiba is the first Tantric monk in history to be named "Dharma King" and hired as "national teacher". He also created a system that greatly influenced later generations - the reincarnation of the living Buddha. Seeing this, everyone should have understood something~
Chapter completed!