Even if Bai Xiaolou is smart, he is still too young to understand the world. He can't see through the sinister hearts of people. For a moment, Yu Minghang's speculation made him unable to react.

"Master, it's rumored that the map of the tomb of the First Emperor Ying Zheng's tomb is in the hands of the emperor. Could it be fake?" Bai Xiaolou asked in surprise.

When Yu Minghang was nodding, he replied: "It is not easy to be able to spread the news so quickly and make people believe in the treasure map of the tomb of the First Emperor Ying Zheng. At least the half map in Sun Lequan's hand was taken away by the throne."

After a pause, Yu Minghang chuckled and said quietly: "There has never been a shortage of smart people in this world, let alone the warriors who have the courage to enter Baiyujing and try to compete for the map of the tomb of the First Emperor Ying Zheng. Regardless of their cultivation level, none of them are fools."

"And I can stop these people and point the finger at the imperial throne. Hey, in my opinion, no one in Bai Yujing can use his means to achieve this level except for the six-fingered old man."

After hearing Yu Minghang's analysis, Bai Xiaolou finally calmed down and sorted out the strange things. He couldn't help but stutter his mouth and said with a gloating tone: "This imperial throne is really unlucky. He has been guilty of possessing a treasure since ancient times. He encountered such a disaster that came from the sky as soon as he entered the martial arts world."

This is not a question about Bai Xiaolou's gloating. After all, he suffered a loss at Wang Le today, and it is inevitable that he feels depressed.

Now that I think of Wang Le, this guy who is defeated, can't say anything, and even if he says it to defend himself, he can't explain his doubts. The depression in his heart has finally improved.

After thinking about it, Bai Xiaolou looked at Yu Minghang and couldn't help asking: "Master, then let's go to Mr. Liuzhi, at least we have to test it?"

He saw Yu Minghang laughing and replied, "I just saw Liufinger old man in front of the imperial residence, but he changed his appearance and he didn't recognize him."

Before Bai Xiaolou could continue to ask questions, Yu Minghang continued: "As for what plans are next, of course, it is to use static to control it. Just stare at Liu Finger in secret."

"With Liu Finger Old Man's character and means, he will not jump out until the end. Once he takes action, it will definitely be a thunderous blow!"

Bai Xiaolou frowned and asked with some difficulty: "Master, is it possible that Liuzhi is going to kill people secretly and keep the life of the emperor in Baiyujing? In this case, in the eyes of outsiders, the clues about the tomb of the First Emperor Ying Zheng will be cut off, so Liuzhi can obtain the map without being suspected without being suspected."

Speaking of this, Bai Xiaolou suddenly felt aroused in his heart and continued to ask: "Master, let alone who is Sun Lequan's half map of the tomb of the First Emperor Ying Zheng, who is in his hand, who is the other half map in Tieshan's hand?"

As he asked, Bai Xiaolou couldn't help but mutter: "It's really strange. Now Baiyu Capital has half of Sun Lequan's map in the city of Baiyu. On the contrary, there are no clues in the half map in Tieshan's hand. It seems that it has been completely forgotten and does not exist at all."

Finally, Bai Xiaolou couldn't help but stroke his forehead and sighed, "It's really a mess, I can't cut it clearly, it's still messy, I can't see through the truth hidden in it!"

At this time, Yu Minghang showed relief. Although his disciple was very immature, it would be no use for years to carefully cultivate and teach him when he could point out the core issues in the whole matter.

After thinking about it, Yu Minghang smiled gently and said to Bai Xiaolou: "The reason why there is no rumors about the map of the tomb of the First Emperor Ying Zheng in Tieshan's hand is that someone has obtained it. Of course, you have to keep a low profile and cover it as much as possible."

As he spoke, Yu Minghang's eyes flashed with an old and firm light of wisdom, and he sneered: "In the eyes of the master, this is just a trick of no silver here. The six-finger old man's mechanism is too smart, but he fell into a bad position. He has not made any progress in so many years, which really disappoints me!"

Bai Xiaolou suddenly showed a sudden look on his face, and his eyes looked at Yu Minghang even more admiring him. He thought that Jiang was still old and would easily see through the mystery surrounding the treasure house of the tomb of the First Emperor Ying Zheng tomb!

Seeing his disciple's convincing appearance, Yu Minghang enjoyed it very much, and couldn't help but continue with a hint of pride: "At the beginning, my master didn't see through it, but after seeing the old man Liufinger, he figured out the whole thing on the way back."

At this time, Bai Xiaolou's face showed a strange expression and asked in confusion: "Master, why are you so familiar with Liuzhi? Could it be that you have had any interaction before?"

I saw a trace of memories flashing in Yu Minghang's eyes, and he responded without evading it: "Because when I was young, I had traveled to the secular world with him and several warriors, and later parted ways because of some things, and then I contacted you again."

"Oh?" Bai Xiaolou suddenly showed interest. Just as he was about to ask about the details, Yu Minghang waved his hand to stop him and said, "The past is like smoke, it's better not to mention it."

"Uh!" Bai Xiaolou immediately made a boring thing, and deep down he couldn't help but speculate that what dirty things had happened between his master and Liu Finger.

This can also be seen from the master's sneering at the six fingers.

"I heard that Master was a handsome and elegant man when he was young. He was a master who passed by flowers and had no leaves on his body. Later, when he was traveling through the world, he was hurt by love. Only then did he end his life in the world and return to Longhu Mountain."

"Can't that be the six-fingered old ghost has anything to do with this?"

When Bai Xiaolou was full of gossip and his mind was full of thoughts, he saw Yu Minghang, who looked calm, said, "The martial arts cultivation of Liufing is now at the peak of the late stage of the Earth level, and is one step away from the realm of the Heaven level. This time, no matter what, he will never let go of the great fortune of the Treasure House of the First Emperor Ying Zheng tomb, and he will take action sooner or later."

Then Yu Minghang looked at Bai Xiaolou and ordered: "Stay here and go out for your teacher."

Before Bai Xiaolou could speak, he saw Yu Minghang's body turning into a shadow. The door opened instantly, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Uh!" Bai Xiaolou suddenly seemed depressed and helpless, and could only stay in the room obediently waiting for Yu Minghang to come back.

Walking to the window, Bai Xiaolou looked outside after noon, and was no longer in the sky, and said softly: "I really want to know how Ying Zheng refined the twelve bronze men to form the unparalleled killing formation as his natal magic weapon!"
Chapter completed!