Chapter 337 No matter what
The scenery along the way to Shuiyuedongtian is beautiful.

The mountain road is shaded by dense green trees, with centuries-old trees scattered around.

The ancient road covered with green trees was completely silent, with only the sound of hurried horse hooves.

“Da da da da!!!!!!”

Wang Ming and Zhao Yun were riding on the same horse, following the footsteps left by Tong Bo and his companions.

Wang Ming knew who it was without looking back.

Who else could it be but a hermit?

After the hermit got the horse, he quickly caught up.

"Young man, it's nice to know Mr. Jin." The hermit looked like a naughty old man.

"I have always respected such a great doctor like you, old man."

The hermit smiled and said, "Not bad, not bad! It was not in vain that I helped you heal the injury on your hand."

Wang Ming was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that Yin Tianqi's hand was injured, which was caused by the magic cast by Yin Zhong.

Thinking of this, Wang Ming couldn't help but ask: "By the way! Old sir, my hand was injured by the heavenly fire summoned by Yin Zhong before. What is that?"

The hermit was not a scheming old man who devoted himself to medical skills. He answered without hesitation: "That was magic! You were injured by magic."

Wang Ming followed up the topic and asked, "I heard from Tong Zhan that your Tong family is the only one in the world that knows magic. Is that true?"

The hermit's mind was on Tong Bo and the others who were leaving, so he answered casually, "Yes! Only our Tongshi clan has this natural ability."

Wang Ming asked tentatively: "So, Yin Zhong is from the Tong family?"

The hermit was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Most likely, I have lived for more than a hundred years and have read all the books of the Tong family. I have not seen anyone from other families who can use magic."

Wang Ming said: "Why haven't I seen Tong Zhan use magic in these days?"

The hermit said proudly: "Not everyone in the Tong family can practice magic. One must have natural talents and abilities. And now only the old man, Tong Xin and I, have this natural talent and ability."

Afterwards, Wang Ming kept praising the hermit, flattering him to the point of being a little dizzy.

Zhao Yun, who was sitting in Wang Ming's arms, also came to his senses at this time, and couldn't help thinking in his heart: "It's really not simple. I said Yin Tianqi is a bad guy! How could such a scheming person help the hermit for no reason?"

Seeing that the effect was almost there, Wang Ming suddenly asked, "Old sir, I remember Brother Tong Botong said that the clan leader can use magic after the elders jointly consecrate it, right?"

The hermit said without hesitation: "That's right! There are very few tribesmen with natural talents and abilities in recent years. The recent tribe leaders do not have natural talents and abilities. Without the blessing of the six elders of the tribe, no matter how high their martial arts skills are, they will only be ordinary people."

Wang Ming's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he said thoughtfully: "What it means is that magic is not only for people with natural talents and abilities. The elders are unwilling to open the eyes of those who are worthless."

The hermit was suddenly startled, his originally leisurely expression disappeared, and he covered his mouth with one hand.

The corners of Zhao Yun's mouth slightly raised, his beautiful eyes rolled around, and he thought to himself: "So Yin Tianqi's purpose is magic!"

The hermit realized at this point that he had said the wrong thing.

Hermit is an old naughty boy who always keeps a childlike heart!
He doesn't like to scheme or hold grudges.

But it doesn't mean he is a fool.

He had come to his senses, and his intuition told him that there was something wrong with the young man in front of him.

After that, no matter how Wang Ming tried to guide the conversation, the hermit stopped talking and just focused on getting on with his journey.

Seeing that the hermit was on guard, Wang Ming decided not to make trouble for himself anymore.

He let Zhao Yun control the reins of the horse, and he put his arm around Zhao Yun's slender waist, with one hand hidden in his wide sleeves, holding the "Evil Emperor's Relics" to practice.

Time was too tight for Wang Ming.

Go to Shuiyue Cave!

It was an adventure for Wang Ming.

Because he was weak at this time!

Up to this moment, Wang Ming has been in this world for less than two days.

The cultivation level left by Yin Tianqi is rounded off to zero.

Therefore, Wang Ming started practicing from scratch.

Even with the help of the "Evil Emperor's Relics", it would still take time. It can be said that Wang Ming's current combat power can only suppress Zhao Yun, Doudou and others.

Even Tie Feng, the leader of the Iron Guard of Yu Jian Villa, might not be able to defeat them. If Wang Ming hadn't frightened them with the murderous aura that he had accumulated for several lifetimes, it would definitely not be easy to resolve.

According to Wang Ming's personality, he would not come out so early.

He used to hide himself first, and when he had cultivated to the point where he could dominate the world, he would come out to reap the benefits.

but,

This time he couldn't wait.

Because he can't wait!

Wait?
Wang Ming from other worlds relied on the ability of "The Eight Desolations and Six Directions, I Am the Only One" to prolong his life.
Dare to wait!
Dare to endure!
No matter how brilliant and talented you are, you will be nothing but a pile of dust after a hundred years.

When Wang Ming is in the mood, he can even go to their graves to dance.

But this world still doesn’t work!

It is no big deal for a member of the Tong family to live to be a hundred years old.

There is no need to say much about Yin Zhong, the immortal man. It would be stupid to compare his longevity with his.

"Dragon God Skill", "Tong Family Magic", "Immortality Skill"...

Wang Ming only has this one chance to get it!
If you miss this time period, you will basically have no chance again.

According to the original plot, Yin Zhong and Long Bo will become fools after coming out of Hell Rock, so there is no hope of getting the secret book of "Dragon God Art".

They woke up and Wang Ming didn't dare to ask for it again.

At that time, Yin Zhong was truly a god on earth.

Shuiyue Cave is unsealed!

The six elders of the Tong family who could cast spells were also unsealed!

Tong Zhan was consecrated and inherited the position of clan leader, holding the world's number one magical mirror.

He married Yueya, the daughter of his ancestor Yin Zhong.

When should we go to Shuiyue Cave to steal magic?
This is not how you seek death.

right now,

Wang Ming’s strength is not at its peak, but Yin Zhong and the others are not at their peak either.

At this time, Wang Ming has a 50% chance of success!

If you miss this opportunity, the probability of success is almost zero.

. . . . . . . .

Wang Ming hugged Zhao Yun's soft waist, his eyes couldn't help but look towards the distant sky, and he sighed: "The last time I took such an adventure, it seemed to be in the "World No. 1". I hope I won't fail this time!"

Wang Ming is gambling!

Fight for the future!

Risking your life to make the future world better!
The existence of magic made Wang Ming unable to calm down.

He fears!
The world ahead will surely be more powerful.

Once you go to those immortal realms, it may not be so easy to obtain magic spells.

Most of the large sects of cultivation accept children!
Now that you are no longer the protagonist after growing up, you still want to dream of becoming a disciple!

Seizing a child's body?

The soul and the spirit are no longer a secret to them.

Wang Ming was afraid that they would be able to detect the problem.

Therefore,
This time, he is determined to obtain the magic of the Tong family.

Even if it means reincarnation once, it would be worth it.

(End of this chapter)