Chapter 2 Longmen Valley

Three days later, in Zhong's house, in a hall in the backyard, Mr. Zhong held a dragon's crutch and looked at the eight excited adopted sons in front of him.

"Have you made everything clear?" Mr. Zhong asked.

"Yes, godfather" everyone immediately nodded excitedly.

"Everything in the house will be carried out in an orderly manner. The godfather can rest assured." Zhong Tian said.

"Um" Mr. Zhong nodded, and a little joy flashed in his eyes. He looked at the seven adopted sons who reached the peak of the day after tomorrow again, and finally nodded with satisfaction.

Gently, Mr. Zhong tapped a few times at the ground of the hall with his dragon's cane in his hand.

"Kh-Kh"

In the surprised eyes of the righteous children, a floor in the hall was actually separated on both sides. Reveal a road to the underground.

Seeing this scene, all the adopted sons were surprised, that is, Zhong Tian, who had been serving Mr. Zhong, showed a frightened look in his eyes. How many secrets does the godfather have?

"Go" Mr. Zhong walked in front of him, stepped on the stairs, and slowly walked down.

The righteous children looked at each other, but no one dared to ask more.

The further down, the more spacious it is. Going down, there is a hall, a huge underground hall.

At the wall, there is a wolf head carving. Mr. Zhong rotated gently, and the channel opened before above was closed again.

The righteous 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, as if to reach an infinite distance. On the outside of the passage, there were lights, illuminating the passage. At the same time, at the edge of the passage, there was a huge A big iron house?

The whole channel is full of countless iron bars, two of which lead to the infinite distance.

In front of the iron house, there were more than a dozen people standing. When they saw Mr. Zhong coming, they all bowed deeply. Obviously, it was arranged by Mr. Zhong earlier.

Looking at this iron house, Mr. Zhong sighed for a while, what is this? The train in the previous life, the most primitive steam train.

Zhong Shan, in the memory of his previous life, although he did not know how to do many scientific and technological things, he used coal to heat water vapor to form a high pressure, which drove the piston, making the earliest steam train run. This general information, Zhong Shan still knows.

Fifty years, I found a lot of skilled craftsmen. It took nearly 20 years to finally develop a steam engine, and then let those skilled craftsmen explore by themselves. Finally, the most primitive train appeared.

However, Zhong Shan did not make it public, as long as he knew it alone.

Therefore, a train lane was built in this underground.

Mr. Zhong has money and a lot of money. Naturally, he won't care about this consumption.

The cunning rabbit still has three caves, not to mention Mr. Zhong?

"Go, go in." Mr. Zhong took everyone into the carriage. The eyes of the eight adopted sons are full of surprise. What is this, what is this? Aren't you going to the Dragon Gate Conference?

After closing the door, Mr. Zhong said to the public, "Let's start."

"Yes," more than a dozen people outside said immediately.

Then, sitting in the extremely luxurious carriage, the righteous sons suddenly felt that the iron house had actually moved.

And, in front, there was also a huge roar.

"Rumble, rumble..............."

The steam train, under this ground, is driving fast towards the target place of Mr. Zhong.

The hearts of the righteous sons were full of doubts. Looking out of the glazed window, the lights retreated quickly, and 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, sitting there with a dragon head crutch at this moment, closed his eyes, as if he were nourishing his mind, so the adopted sons did not disturb him, but buried the doubts of this moment in his heart.

Three days, for three whole days, the train drove all the way for three days, and the eighth son knew that he had left Zhongfu far away.

In three days, the roar of the train surprised the adopted sons at first and slowly became accepted.

It was not until the third day that the train stopped slowly.

It's still underground, or the edge of a hall. Under the leadership of Mr. Zhong, everyone got off the train and walked up the same passage as before. Above the ground, it was also a hall.

"This is the foot of Hengshan Mountain. This manor is my private property. You can rest here for two days and adjust the state to the best. Two days later, we will go to Longmen Valley to participate in the Longmen Conference." Mr. Zhong said.

"Yes," the adopted sons immediately answered.

Then, out of the hall, everyone saw that, as expected, it was also a huge manor, with many servants. When they saw Mr. Zhong coming, they saluted one after another. After Mr. Zhong confessed, the righteous sons were brought into the guest rooms by a housekeeper.

Send away the adopted sons, Mr. Zhong, and also came to a small courtyard. This is also Mr. Zhong's residence in this manor. He gently opened the door, and the interior was cleaned.

Inside, there is a large bed and some high-end cabinets. On the wall opposite the large bed, there is a portrait, a portrait that has been shown.

The paper of the portrait is very old. Obviously, this portrait has existed for a long time.

Mr. Zhong entered the bedroom, but slowly walked to the portrait, looked at the portrait carefully, and looked at it seriously.

In the portrait is a woman, a woman who is extremely beautiful, with starry eyes and bright teeth, black and bright hair, extremely iconic figure, wearing a red robe, stretching out a delicate jade hand, grabbing a very beautiful flower, putting the flower to the tip of her nose, gently sniffing, showing a faint smile, this Laugh, as if heaven and earth have lost their color.

Looking at this extremely gorgeous woman, Mr. Zhong's eyes flashed with a trace of complexity.

"Baoer, have you forgotten me? Why, haven't you come back yet?" Mr. Zhong's face showed a sigh and a trace of heartache.

In front of the portrait, Mr. Zhong stood quietly for an hour before shaking his head and sitting at ** with a sigh.

He gently put the dragon crutch in his hand at the head of the bed and soothed his mood. Mr. Zhong also closed his eyes and adjusted his knees. Next, it was the Dragon Gate Conference. He must welcome the Dragon Gate Conference in the best state.

Two days later, outside the manor, Mr. Zhong led the way, followed by the eight adopted sons.

The direction is the mountain north of the manor. The mountain road is rugged and there is no road at all. If everyone is a master of martial arts, but they can't even enter the mountain, the mountain is full of poisonous weeds and poisonous insects. If it hadn't been for Mr. Zhong's decades of experience, he would have been hit.

Looking at the environment here, the eight adopted sons tightened their hearts.

Mr. Zhong's crutch was caught by the little adopted son Zhong Shijiu early in the morning. Except for the adopted son Zhong Tian, everyone else was the peak of the day after tomorrow. The mountain road was rugged. After all, they could catch up quickly. Only Zhong Tian's speed was a little slower, but Mr. Zhong still slowed down and

In the evening, find a place to rest, and everyone has to adjust the best state, but Zhong Tian is doing the work of guarding, looking around, guarding against beasts and poisonous insects.

Zhong Tian is relatively honest. Although he is the adopted son of Mr. Zhong, the cultivation speed is not very fast. The day after tomorrow is eight times, and only the day after tomorrow is eight times. Zhong Tian has no hope. He just wants to see the legendary Dragon Gate Conference.

Mr. Zhong, I'm sure you can't let him keep vigil. For the other seven adopted sons, Zhong Tian always feels that they seem to be very snobbish. For his boss, he only respected him when he was a child, but more in front of his godfather, as if he was specially for his godfather. However, Zhong Tian is simple and honest, and he doesn't care much about it. After all, their cultivation is much better than their own.

Walking on the mountain road is difficult all the way. Although I have not encountered beasts, everyone has encountered poisonous insects, poisonous weeds and miasma. However, Mr. Zhong can always take out the corresponding medicinal materials, and every time there is no danger.

Seeing the items brought by the adoptive father, it is not difficult for the adopted sons to guess that the adoptive father must have walked this road many times, which is very familiar.

Five days later, everyone finally climbed many mountains and came out of a valley.

Outside the valley, at this moment, there are some other people coming from different directions. Most of them don't know each other, but with a group of six people, everyone recognized them at a glance.

Da Kun Guo, the Zhao family 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 only forty or fifty years old. However, the righteous son knows that he is the head of the Zhao family. His age should be comparable to that of his adoptive father Zhong Shan. However, his appearance is so young that his cultivation has reached the innate realm.

"Zhong Shan?" The owner of the Zhao family recognized Mr. Zhong with a dragon's crutch at a glance, and a trace of incredible flashed in his eyes.

"Where in life is it that we don't meet? Master Zhao, how are you all right?" Mr. Zhong said with a faint smile.

After the owner of the Zhao family, the five children of the Zhao family looked at Zhong Shan's eight adopted sons, and a trace of disdain flashed in their eyes. However, when they saw Mr. Zhong, a trace of respect flashed in everyone's eyes. After all, the legend of Mr. Zhong, even their thousand-year-old family

Mr. Zhong is a legend. Although he doesn't have much background, everything he has done has been praised by everyone, and these adopted sons are at most blessed.

"Haha, I didn't expect that you also know here. It's not easy for you." The owner of the Zhao family looked at Zhong Shan and narrowed his eyes.

"Just bring a few juniors to see it. Which fairy gate is the Lord Zhao going to enter this time?" Mr. Zhong said.

"Enter the fairy gate? Ha ha, you and I are in the same year. I'm 80 years old. Even if there are family members on it, it's impossible for me to let me in. This time, I just bring some qualified juniors to try my luck. The owner of the Zhao family shook his head and smiled.

"So, good luck to the owner of the Zhao family." Zhong Shan said.

"Well, in the same way, I also wish you the Zhong family, someone can enter the fairy gate." The owner of the Zhao family narrowed his eyes and looked at the eight adopted sons.

"Um" Mr. Zhong nodded.

"Fiewell" said to the Zhao family.

"See you at the Dragon Gate Conference." Zhong Shan nodded.

Then, the owner of the Zhao family naturally left first. Standing outside the valley and watching the Zhao family enter, Zhong Shan also looked solemn, squinted his eyes and thought for a while.

"Go, go in." Mr. Zhong said on the cane of the dragon's head.

"Yes" The righteous sons immediately nodded.

Then, after Mr. Zhong, he slowly followed the forces of all parties and went inside.