All Heavens Planes

In the blink of an eye, the man had come close, stopped in his tracks, and was only a few feet away from Chen Chen.

Looking at this dignified foreign monk, Chen Chen couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sense of joy. Seeing his appearance and attire, he was definitely the king of pretenders who robbed everywhere but failed.

"Explore!"

Jiumozhi, Houtian top step, 630

Jiumozhi clasped his palms together and gave a slight salute, "Why is this young master laughing, but what's wrong with this little monk?"

Jiumozhi walked out from Canhe Village, he saw someone leaping tens of feet and flying onto the shore, such lightness made him look sideways, so he wanted to make friends, see if he could take the opportunity to see what's going on.

Chen Chen returned a salute and said with a smile, "I am honored to meet King Ming today, and I am overjoyed."

Jiumozhi was quite puzzled, he lived in Tubo for a long time and rarely showed up in the Central Plains, how could this young man know his identity, "I dare not ask the young master's name, how can I know the young monk?"

Chen Chen looked at it secretly, regardless of whether this Jiumozhi's character is good or bad, his self-cultivation is top-notch.

Jiumozhi's face showed joy when he heard the words, this kid's words are pleasant to hear, every sentence hits the point, I should make such a declaration.

"Mr. Chen's absurd praise, the little monk is ashamed and dare not be worthy of it. The little monk's reputation is still far inferior to the Shaolin sect in the Central Plains. But..." Jiumozhi paused for a while, and proudly said, "If you talk about martial arts, you can beat the little monk. There are not many people in this world who are tied!"

When Chen Chen heard this, he suppressed a smile. You are invincible if you can say this seriously.

Jiumozhi has two pursuits in his life, one is to be invincible in martial arts, and the other is to make his name famous all over the world.At this time, it was quite useful to receive such praise from Chen Chen, and he felt like meeting each other later and becoming a confidant.

"Young master Guan Guan's physical strength is very extraordinary, I don't know which school he is from, why did he come to participate in this village?"

Chen Chen said with a smile, "I have no background and no sect, and I learned some random moves by myself, which made King Ming laugh at me. I heard that the Gusu Murong family masters all martial arts in the world, so I came here today to... want to borrow some."

Chen Chen said that he had no background and no sect, Jiumozhi would not believe it, but he didn't do any further research. It was common for him to hide his identity when he walked around the rivers and lakes.As for borrowing books, it sounds nice, but it's just stealing a lesson.

Jiumozhi flicked his sleeves, and said disdainfully, "Young master Chen, I'm afraid that he will go for nothing like the little monk. The Gusu Murong family's return of the Shishui Pavilion is a waste of name. According to the little monk, they are all third-rate exercises. Not worth mentioning”

"This is thick-skinned enough, stealing books can be said to be fair and aboveboard." Chen Chen said, "How can I compare with King Ming? Can King Ming recommend it for you?"

"This little monk is an old friend of Mr. Murong Bo, who has passed away, so I can go back to Shishui Pavilion for a look." Jiumozhi showed a look of distress, and said slowly, "Now there are only a few old servants in the village, and even if the master is not here, the little monk can't recommend them. If Mr. Chen wants to go, he can go by himself... I still have important business to do, so I can't stay for long, Mr. Chen will see you someday."

Jiumozhi started his lightness kung fu after saying that, he reached the shore in a few steps, got into a small boat, lightly paddled the oars and rowed out slowly.

Chen Chen picked up a piece of cloth on the ground. This cloth was dropped from Jiumozhi's sleeve when he left. When he unfolded the cloth, he saw a topographical map of Canhe Village, with the location of Huanshishui Pavilion specially marked on it.

"This guy even said he was an old friend with Murong Bo, but in the blink of an eye he encouraged me to steal the book and gave me a map. It's really top quality." Chen Chen smiled slightly, put away the cloth, and headed towards Shenhe Village.

Jiumozhi took the boat some distance away from the shore, turned around and saw that Chen Chen had climbed over the wall and jumped into Shenhe Village, he immediately turned the bow of the boat back with a sneer.

Chen Chen had the map of Shenhezhuang in his hand, and he quickly found the Huanshishui Pavilion without disturbing anyone on the way.

The bookshelves in the house were neatly arranged, and Chen Chen took out one at random. The cover said Eighteen Paths of Hatchet, and he took out several books in a row, all of which were exercises that he had obtained in Langhuanyu Cave.

Chen Chen quickly browsed through the various bookshelves, and couldn't help shaking his head, "The Huanshishui Pavilion is really not as good as the Langhuan Jade Cave."

As Jiumozhi said, all the books here are third-rate books, which are really not worthy of the reputation of Huan Shi Shui Pavilion.

"There must be something tricky here, investigate!"

The rudimentary Eye of Reality has a radius of ten feet, which is of little use to experts, and it is more than enough to search for some dead objects.

Chen Chen walked around the room without missing any corner, and finally he found a secret passage, which was under one of the bookshelves.He moved the bookshelf away, and saw an iron gate on the ground.

"Amitabha, Mr. Chen really has the eyes to find out the secret place of the Murong clan, I admire you." Jiumozhi pushed the door and entered, his expression indifferent and faintly sarcasm.

"Really?" Chen Chen chuckled, not surprised by Jiumozhi's arrival, "I thought King Ming would wait until the secret room to show up."

Jiumozhi's expression froze, he had discovered it a long time ago, "In this way, the little monk is making a fool of himself."

Chen Chen stepped aside and said with a smile, "Ming Wang please first."

Jiumozhi frowned slightly. Not knowing what Chen Chen was planning, he stepped forward a few steps and said, "It's better for Mr. Chen to invite the monk to follow, so if there is a trap down there, there will be someone to take care of him."

"Okay, respect is worse than obedience." Chen Chen knew Jiumozhi's plan, and he just let himself explore the way ahead, and waited until he saw the cheat book to grab it.

Chen Chen grabbed the handle of the iron door and lifted it lightly, revealing a hole, embedded with a blue color inside the hole reflected by the night pearl.

The two walked down the stairs, and after going down for a few feet, the passage became horizontal again, and after walking a few dozen feet, they saw the stairs extending upwards.

The end of the stairs was blocked by an iron door. Chen Chen pushed it up and pushed it away. The two climbed out only to find that the exit was under an altar in front of a screen.

Jiumozhi looked around and said strangely, "According to the past, we are still in Canhe Village, but the monk in this stone room has never seen it before."

Chen Chen walked around the screen and said with a smile, "Ming Wang will know when he comes here."

Hearing this, Jiumozhi quickly walked to the other side of the screen, and immediately saw a huge coffin, "This! This is Mr. Murong's tomb!"

Chen Chen stepped forward and patted the coffin and praised, "It's really a good coffin, it's made of golden nanmu, the Murong family is really rich and powerful."

Jiumozhi clasped his hands together and bowed to the coffin, saying respectfully, "Young monk strayed into the mausoleum, I hope Mr. Murong will forgive you in the spirit of heaven."

Seeing this, Chen Chen said softly, "Duke Ming is really nostalgic, why don't you think about why there is a secret road connecting the inside and the outside?"

Jiumozhi cast a squinting glance at Chen Chen, "Mr. Chen is well-informed, and I wish to hear good ideas."

"I can't talk about high opinions." As Chen Chen spoke, he pushed his palms violently, and the coffin lid weighing hundreds of kilograms was overturned immediately, and fell to the ground with a rumbling sound, shaking the whole tomb room trembling three times.

Jiumozhi glared at Chen Chen with a gloomy expression and said, "Young Master Chen, you are going too far. No matter what you say, old Mr. Murong is my best friend. You destroy his coffin at will. If there is no reason, don't blame this little monk for asking you for an explanation!"

Chen Chen shook his head, pointed to the inside of the coffin, "I don't need to waste my words, Prince Ming can see for himself."

Jiumozhi frowned, stepped forward to watch cautiously, his face paled in shock, and he said in surprise, "Why is it an empty coffin!"