Li Hao glanced at him, but he didn't expect that the head of the Wang family was so open-minded.

Immediately, I thought of the original list of merits and deeds. Among the top thirty, there were nearly twenty people named Wang.

This is an important task entrusted by the imperial court, and it is also the wall of merit of the Wang family.

"But it's good now. Those sword masters and sword masters have all killed the first fifty. Once the treasure house of merit is released, Minghe is not a disaster, but a treasure, haha."

Wang Yongzhi laughed, but there was a bit of sarcasm in his eyes.

When there was no treasure house of merit, those names of sword masters and sword masters were basically ranked at the bottom, and some were not even on the list at all.

Cleaning the dead river? If you have this time, you might as well meditate and practice.

Even if he had to take action, he would go to the border to slay demons.

It's also a hard job, but you can also get meritorious service and a title by slaying demons.

The Minghe River is mysterious and complex, and there are no good things to say about it. We don’t know what accidents we will encounter inside.

Killing demons is much easier.

In the past, the Wang family personally came to visit these strong men, hoping that they could help share some of the pressure of high-level Qianhe. They were rewarded with heavy treasures, but no one was willing to pay attention. Even if they were, it would be a lion's mouth, making them gnash their teeth.

Now it's the other way around.

It is precisely because they have received countless cold looks and supercilious glances that they have no prejudice against the Thief Saint.

Reputation can deceive people, but actions cannot.

Everyone has their own story.

Unless the turmoil at that time subsides, we will know that the treasure house of merit will be opened in the future and will be released in advance.

But this is not even possible.

After all, it takes one hundred thousand merits to open the treasure house of merits. Even the Wang family, who have studied the dead river for hundreds of years, don't know about it.

"With my second uncle taking action, General Haotian can rest assured that if he fails once, he can still do it two or three times. Nowadays, these Qianhe will not use means of destruction."

Wang Yongzhi said to Li Hao.

If you destroy it, it will disappear. The merit of clearing the customs is a hundred times. Nowadays, the Ming River, large and small, has become a scarce resource. In the past, no one asked for help to destroy the Ming River. Now, it is a crime to secretly destroy the Ming River. This is the change of the times.

"It's okay. There is strength in numbers, so I can try it too."

Li Hao said that the Dead River can corrode the soul, and the longer it stays in it, the more dangerous it becomes. Li Hao is worried that if he delays rescuing Feng Lao's soul for too long, he will also face the risk of dissipating.

"General Haotian, this Minghe is not as good as slaying demons. You don't necessarily have to be able to pass it because of your high level. It mostly depends on your experience and brains."

Next to him, an old man said in a nonchalant manner.

He is Wang Zhenping, one of the elders of the Wang family, and the father of Wang Xiangru.

He remembered all the words his daughter had passed back to her parents' family, and coupled with the complaints from his grandchildren, he didn't have a good impression of the young man in front of him.

However, he also knows that this young man is not what he used to be. He is extremely powerful and has great military exploits, so he will not take the initiative to cause trouble.

What I said at this moment is also true, and there is no fault in it.

"Yes, General Haotian, although you are very powerful, the Minghe River is very dangerous."

After hearing the words, the others also started to persuade him, but their expressions were sincere.

Although he is extremely strong, he is still too young after all. Dying in the river and slaying demons are two different things, and they are much more difficult than marching and fighting.

"It's okay to let General Haotian try. Has General Haotian crossed the Ming River before?"

Wang Yongzhi shook his head and did not stop him. He could see that Li Hao had deep feelings for the thief saint, otherwise he would not have killed the Buddha in anger. He knew that he could not persuade him. After all, he would go all the way.

It's impossible to come here to exchange pleasantries with them.

"I've been in once or twice," Li Hao said.

"General Haotian is also kind-hearted."

Wang Yongzhi couldn't help but smile and had a good impression of Li Hao:

"Before entering the Ming River, I still need to make it clear to General Haotian about the situation in the Ming River. You should understand it first."

"good."

Li Hao nodded. The Wang family has been studying the Ming River for hundreds of years, and their understanding of the Ming River is always deeper than his.

Wang Yongzhi didn't hesitate. Naturally, it was impossible to explain all the secrets about Mianhe in one breath. He just informed some of the more obscure details and rules to prevent Li Hao from causing unknown dangers inside.

After finishing speaking, he took Li Hao and left the main hall of the hall.

When the others saw that Li Hao insisted on doing this, they did not try to persuade him. After all, it was not a bad thing to go and learn more. Besides, Minghe had merits and virtues. His majesty would surely give the future Minghe resources to the general.

That merit can be exchanged for extreme cultivation levels and various states of mind in the treasure house of merit, which is very precious.

Thinking of this, they couldn't help but feel envious, regretful and sighing in their hearts.

If he relied on the things in the treasure house of merit, this young man would probably have to leap even higher.

As Li Hao followed Wang Yongzhi and others out of the main hall of the hall, many of the younger generations of the Wang family gathered outside became lively.

Some people looked down from a high altitude with their souls and looked at it curiously.

"That's General Haotian? He looks so relaxed talking to the family master and the others."

"Yes, Grandpa Zhenping is here too. He is not afraid at all. My legs tremble in front of Grandpa Zhenping."

"You bastard, you think General Haotian is just like us. I'm afraid you don't know that a man as strong as Grandpa Zhenping is not strong enough to kill him."

"Shh, Grandpa Zhenping is staring at you."

"Miss, look, that's General Haotian, one of the two people you most want to see, and now you finally meet him."

Outside the crowd, a woman who looked like clear frost and soft mist looked quietly, with the maid beside her holding an umbrella for her.

"General Haotian is so young. I wonder what Mr. Zhong Er looks like. He must be a bad old man, right?"

"Don't talk nonsense. You haven't seen it before." The woman frowned and scolded lightly.

The maid smiled, but was not afraid. She was obviously used to playing with her young lady.

Not long after, Wang Yongzhi and others took Li Hao to a secret place in the Tianzhao Divine General's Mansion. The many young Wang family members who were watching from a distance outside were also isolated in the distance and did not approach rashly. This is the Wang family.

This important place should not be easily set foot on.

In front of you is a mountain, which seems to be hollowed out, extremely empty and vast.

The mountain covered the ground like a pointed cap, and a beam of light shone down from the top of the mountain and landed on a dark sculpture.

"This is Ksitigarbha Buddha."

Wang Yongzhi brought Li Hao here and said: "This strange object was brought out from a place in the Ming River by a long-standing ancestor of my Wang family. Later, we studied it and found out its wonderful use. As long as the clay from the Landlord Temple outside the Ming River is used,

If it is fed into the mouth of Ksitigarbha Buddha, it will be directly connected to the Death River through Ksitigarbha Buddha."

"That is to say, from here we can enter all the Ming Rivers under the jurisdiction of our royal family."

Although this Ksitigarbha Buddha is strange and strange, it is not a big secret and has been reported to His Majesty a long time ago.

Li Hao was a little surprised. He had long thought that the origin of Mianhe was extremely mysterious, but he didn't expect that there was such a strange object.

"If General Haotian had crossed the Minghe River first, he must have been on the Minghe River roster, right?"

Wang Yongzhi smiled at Li Hao and said: "You only need to enter from here. Select the Ming River you want to enter. There will be a map of the Ming River on it, and I will tell you which one it is."

Li Hao nodded, and then followed Wang Yongzhi's instructions and came to stand in front of the half-human-tall Ksitigarbha Buddha.

Ksitigarbha Buddha's face looks kind, but in the light and shadow, there is something strange about it, and his narrowed eyes seem to be sneering.

Golden light appeared in Li Hao's palm, and the Death River gold paper flew out.

Then, Ksitigarbha Buddha's body also glowed with golden light, and a book flew out, turning the pages continuously.

Li Hao's gold paper was attracted and folded into the book. Not long after, his identity seemed to be confirmed, and the gold paper flew out of the book and returned to Li Hao.

Wang Yongzhi could see clearly from the side that the golden paper suspended in front of Li Hao contained information about Li Hao's death.

Name, as well as the merits and deeds of the deceased, events, etc.

When he saw the two simple fonts on the gold paper, Wang Yongzhi was stunned and was shocked: "Are you Chong Er?!"
Chapter completed!