its 456: basement

How's it going? Do you want to try it again?" Gong Chunqiu asked with a smile.

"One hundred and twenty-six years old is really not in vain." The star sighed. All right, old man, I've tried my best. You can do it by yourself.

Gong Chunqiu smiled and turned his left hand. A whirlwind had condensed into a round ball in his palm. He shook it casually. The ball immediately turned in the air and drew an arc to fly under the wheelchair. Suddenly, it exploded, turned into a strong wind to push up the wheelchair and flew up the steps.

Gong Chunqiu shook his hand again, and another wind ball flew out, gently scattered on the ground, and steadily held the wheelchair to the ground.

"Good kung fu!" Cheng Xingxing couldn't help clapping enthusiastically, "Would you like another one?" Yes!"

"This boy." Gong Chunqiu couldn't help laughing, "When an old man is a man who sells art in the world?"

"Well, if you catch my hometown, you will definitely make a lot of money by performing on the street." Cheng Xingxing said with a smile, and at the same time, he thought to himself: It's too much for the country to win all the gold medals by letting the old man participate in the Paralympic Games. No, it seems that there are restrictions on the competition. You can't sign up too many items, right? Well, then apply for a few items at a time. Take your time. This old man is estimated to live to be 200 years old, right? What a gold medal!

While thinking, he jumped up the steps. The old man looked at him and shook his head: "I have a lot of strength, but I don't know how to use it."

"No, no guidance." Cheng Xingxing hurriedly waved his hand, "I'm not a material for martial arts practice. Wu Shanqing also criticized me, saying that I am the master of awesomeness. I'll be full of awesome strength. I don't need the power of lions and tigers, OK?"

"What?" The old man was confused by the foreign language of becoming a star.

"It's nothing." Cheng Xingxing coughed and pushed up the wheelchair, "Let's find it quickly..."

Holding the navigator, he searched carefully, and finally stopped at the martial arts hall near a wall.

"Here..." Cheng Xing looked up at the top. It was a high ceiling, and above the ceiling was the beam. If there was anything, it should not be here.

"God, can you calculate the longitudinal center according to the volume area of the spherical light mask?" He used the mirror of the battlefield to give orders to the old man.

"I understand!" God immediately executed, let five unmanned reconnaissance aircraft fly around to detect, and finally got some data from the white mask, calculated the real center of the sphere, and sent a picture to Cheng Mingxing.

"Underground?" Cheng Xingxing was stunned when he saw the position of the red dot representing the center of the circle. Sir, is there a basement here?

"I don't think so." After thinking about it, Gong Chunqiu shook his head, and then shook his head again: "Maybe there is?"

"I said this is your sect, okay?" The star is speechless.

"I said that I'm a martial arts idiot. I only think about practicing martial arts every day. How can I have the leisure to dig these pits and fill holes in the door to build a house? Even if you take care of it, you will forget it later. Gong Chunqiu hummed.

"Then shall we find someone who knows?" Cheng Mingxing shook his head and sighed, ran outside, took out the speaker and amplifier from the tiger charm, and shouted at the microphone: "Does anyone know the layout of the Qingshan Wutang building? If there is, just come here quickly, Mr. Gong let it go!"

He put away his things and ran back to the martial arts hall. Gong Chunqiu looked at him in amazedly and couldn't help but be stunned: "Sir, what does your look mean?"

"Young man, it's okay. Don't hide it!" Gong Chunqiu sighed in astonishment, "What kind of kung fu are you doing? Is it the lost dragon Yingong or the tiger roar? Or the lion's anger?"

"What a mess." Cheng Xingxing shook his head hurriedly, "It's just shouting at the top of his voice."

"The real person doesn't show his appearance, this boy." Gong Chunqiu sighed again. Only then did Cheng Mingxing realize that he was shocked by the heavy bass of the sound and couldn't help but be happy: "Nothing, that's just a... treasure in my tiger charm. If you want, I'll try it for you later. I'm sure your voice is more shocking than mine.

"Oi, okay!" The old man became interested, and Cheng Ming knew that he was desperately using the power amplifier as a treasure to enhance his force.

Not long after, a group of people ran over. The leader was the oldest elders among the holy martial arts masters, and the rest of the holy martial arts masters also followed. There were also some people dressed differently from ordinary doormen. At first glance, there were people with senior positions in the door.

"Master." Everyone stepped forward and saluted Gong Chunqiu first, and then the oldest one took a step forward and asked, "Master, who are you?"

"Under this wall, can the crypt?" Gong Chunqiu asked.

"Yes." Another short-bearded old man replied, "Six months ago, Shanqing said that he would open a quiet place to practice martial arts and reported the construction of an underground martial arts hall. I reported it to you. You approved it."

"I forgot, I forgot." Gong Chunqiu laughed dumbly, "My memory is super bad now. Where is the entrance?"

"This..." The short-bearded old man looked embarrassed: "The whole project was completed under Shanqing's own supervision, but I don't know."

"It's really inconvenient for others to ask about the secret place of this family." Gong Chunqiu explained to Cheng Xingxing. And in order not to be disturbed, it is not strange not to let people know where to go. It's not that all of us are as confused as me.

Being a star is happy: "Of course not. Since everyone doesn't know, let's help find it together.

Several holy martial artists did not move, and they all looked at the stars with bad eyes. Only then did Cheng Xingxing remember that although he was very happy to chat with Gong Chunqiu, in the eyes of these people, he was still the enemy.

"Don't stare so big." Gong Chunqiu snorted, "I have reconciled with the master. In the past, we will not blame the past, and after that, we should work together to deal with the general of the town of Ya'an.

"Isn't that Junke?" A holy martial artist asked in consternment.

"He changed his name." Gong Chunqiu said, "From this name, you can see his ambition. I think he created the rumor that he created the Blood Dragon God. As you all know, now I can tell you that he has absolutely succeeded in creating the Blood Dragon God, and now he is trying to integrate the Blood Dragon God with himself through the evil method. Once successful, what will the world look like? You can also imagine it, right?

Hearing this, several holy martial artists changed their faces, and those who were in charge of the door were also very scared.

"Jun Shenyu forced him to become the master to deal with us. Thanks to the master, he abandoned all his feelings, thought about the overall situation, and formed an ally with us, otherwise you still have a life?" Gong Chunqiu deliberately exaggerated the power of becoming a star, making him very embarrassed to become a star, while several holy martial artists were more hostile to becoming a star, and they all thought to himself: Does this boy have the power to destroy this door? Are you kidding!

Cheng Xing star grinned and thought: As he said, this old man is invincible in martial arts. In terms of wit and so on, it's too far away. It's better if you don't say so. It's okay now. I don't like them all...

"Well, let's talk about these things later. Let's find the entrance first, please." Cheng Xingxing quickly turned his hand to the holy martial artists with a smile, and then found it with Gong Chunqiu. The holy martial arts master and the steweurs saw that Gong Chunqiu were also looking for it. Naturally, they were embarrassed to stand by and looked for it, but it was just perfunctory.

Looking around, there is no mechanism behind the front wall and the ceiling floor.

The holy martial artist, who was as thin as a skeleton, was perfunctory for a while. Seeing that Gong Chunqiu did not pay attention to himself, he simply took a few steps back, stood next to a martial artist statue, and coldly watched Cheng Xingxing was busy there. Seeing that Cheng Mingxing and Gong Chunqiu exchanged a few words after a while, and they looked quite intimate, he was so angry that he hummed and couldn't help giving the two-meter-high statue a slap.

Unexpectedly, the statue moved with its palm and turned half a circle, and at the middle of the wall, there was a sound of mechanism. The floor slowly moved away, revealing an entrance more than four meters wide. Under the entrance, there was a step, but it got darker and darker, and could not be seen clearly.

"Oc's it, man, it's really a trick!" Cheng Xingxing gave a thumbs up at the thin guy, which made him very embarrassed. He didn't know whether to accept this praise or not.

"Bear the lamp." Gong Chunqiu ordered that someone soon brought a few wind lanterns over. The man who was pushing the cart for Gong Chunqiu also came. He grabbed both sides of the wheelchair, picked up the wheelchair, and walked down the steps steadily. Cheng Xingxing followed him and was quite disapproving: This old man, why don't you press the wheelchair hard at this time?

As he thought, he looked at the red dot representing the center of the circle on the navigator. This shiny and changing image aroused the great rise of others. Finally, a younger holy martial artist couldn't help but come over and smiled: "Cheng...Master, what is this?"

"A divine object." Cheng Xingxing pretended to be mysterious and said, "You can help me find that mystery. "

"What mystery. Where?" The young holy martial artist asked. The others also pricked up their ears. They had been surprised for a long time. They didn't know what the door owner and Cheng Xingxing had to do underground in Wu Shanqing's martial arts hall. At this time, they heard that there was any mystery. I'm even more curious. It's just that he had shown hostility to the star before. At this time, he came to ask again, but he felt embarrassed.

"I don't know now." Cheng Xingxing smiled and said, "I just found that I was covered by a round, invisible cover in Doujunmen, and then I looked for the center of the ball, and found that it was underground here. Well, it's almost there."

Go down the steps and move forward. After passing a short corridor, there is a locked door. The star pushed forward and did not move.

"Who has the key?" Gong Chunqiu asked.

"No one has it." Everyone shook their heads together, and the short-bearded old man said, "The key should be in Shanqing... Maybe... When sorting out the relics, it will be buried with the body."

"Little rain, open it." Gong Chunqiu didn't talk much. He pointed to the door and said the young holy martial artist who talked to Cheng Xingxing.

"Yes." The young holy martial artist saluted respectfully and stepped forward slowly, with a wrong palm. In an instant, Cheng Xingxing felt that there were countless black things moving back and forth between his palms, as fast as lightning, which made people unable to see what it was, and he couldn't help but be curious.

The young man shouted softly and pushed out his palms, hitting the door, but the fierce palm hit out, but there was no sound. He hit the door without making any sound, as if cotton had hit an iron block.

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