Chapter 305 (1/2)

”Chen Jinnan?”

”Heaven and earth will?”

Ning Tianlin's first reaction was the ”heaven and Earth Society” in countless martial arts novels, because Chen Jinnan's identity, no matter which version, is the chief helmsman of the heaven and earth society!

”Yes.”

”Cangmen developed from this society of heaven and earth,” said master Zhang Yifeng. ”In the past two centuries, Cangmen came here from the coastal area, took root, and then continued to grow.”

”Now, it has taken root in this American Chinatown and has become the largest organization with the largest number of congregations in the world, with forces all over the world.”

Ning Tianlin was also stunned, because at this time, he knew that Cangmen had such a historical relationship, which was an extension of the society of heaven and earth. The combat effectiveness system really didn't tell him that.

Then Ning Tianlin glanced at these rows one by one. There were all kinds of names, only a few surnames were Chen. It was obvious that the Cang sect leader was not hereditary, but elected.

”No wonder Cangmen has developed into the first organization with the largest number of people in the world. We can see one or two from the birth of this master alone.”

Ning Tianlin sighed. You know, many organizations are hereditary. In particular, if family like organizations are established, they will firmly hold the power of the organization in the hands of family members.

It seems that the Tomahawk of Russia, the hell angel of Canada, the Yamaguchi group of Japan and Jacob are handed down layer by layer.

But the leader of the Cang sect obviously didn't inherit it.

Two minutes later, Ning Tianlin left the ancestral hall and was led by Zhang Yifeng.

”What's that?”

Soon, Ning Tianlin found an attic on his right hand. There was a plaque on the door, which read ”Sutra Pavilion”.

”Sutra pavilion?”

”Like Shaolin Temple, there are scriptures hidden here?” Ning Tianlin was stunned and didn't know why for a moment. I couldn't help but step forward and walk slowly towards the attic.

”This sutra Pavilion is a place to store martial arts secrets,” Zhang Yifeng explained.

”Martial arts secret script?” Ning Tianlin was even more stunned. ”Is there such a thing in this world?”

”It's all about beating muscles and bones, honing body skills and so on.” Zhang Yifeng obviously entered it and gave an example, ”it's like iron sand palm, iron head skill, eight pole collapse, Taijiquan, Taijijian and so on.”

”Although it is useful and can play a role in strengthening the body and even breaking stones, it is completely impossible to play a great role in today's gun forest and bullet rain.”

Zhang Yifeng directly told the truth. Although these things are all handed down from the ancestors, and even some are unique copies left over from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, they can't fly over the eaves and walls, wave their hands and take a head.

Even if the bullet hits them, it is equally effective.

After learning, you can play five or six, or even more than a dozen, but if each other shoots one person, it is difficult to say who is dead and who is alive.

”Go in and have a look.” soon, Ning Tianlin opened the door and went in.

”These books are not many...”

In the eye, there are only two shelves in the middle. Each shelf is divided into three layers. Five or six books are placed on each layer. In total, there are less than 100 books.

And each book is about two or three centimeters thick. It's not like the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple seen by Ning Tianlin on TV. It's dense and will soon cover the whole place.

”Changhong sword technique!”