MTL - Wuxia: The Identity of My Dragon Head Has Been Exposed-Chapter 33
The idea of getting stronger in my heart is even stronger!
As complicated as he is, there is also Emperor Zhu Houzhao of the Ming Dynasty.
It's just relative to his idea of becoming stronger.
Zhu Houzhao still wants to recruit him more!
Eyes twinkling.
The idea of personally inviting Zhang Zhenren has been put aside.
"I didn't expect that there are still people who remember this seat."
The wine-fighting monk chuckled in disapproval.
There was no fluctuation in the reactions of the people present.
"I don't know why the senior appeared this time?"
Song Yuanqiao took a deep breath and his face became a little dignified.
The Seven Elders of Wudang behind him.
Except for the wooden Daoist, there is no fluctuation.
The other six elders were all in a heavy heart.
"You don't deserve to have a conversation with this seat!"
"Tell that crazy old man Zhang Sanfeng to come out!"
It seems that Zhang Sanfeng has not shown up until now.
The wine-fighting monk snorted impatiently.
The voice just fell.
Zhang Sanfeng, who was immortal and had white eyebrows, slowly walked out of the Zixiao Hall with a smile.
It's amazing.
Obviously Zhang Sanfeng's footsteps seem very slow.
But only a few steps.
He walked out of the Zixiao Hall and came to the front of the wine fighting monk.
With just one glance, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but let out a groan.
"Hey, are you actually injured?!"
"Hmph! It's good eyesight!" The wine-fighting monk hummed lightly.
Beneath the calm exterior, there is a bit of shock inside.
It was more than twenty years ago that he was injured.
After 20 years of retreat, it has recovered somewhat.
But it was still seen by the other party at a glance.
This strength is indeed worthy of being pushed as the first master of the Ming Dynasty!
"I don't know what the elders of the wine-fighting monk have to teach you?"
"Forgive the old man to say it bluntly, if the senior is now with a wounded body, if he wants to fight against Wudang, I'm afraid it is still a little short."
Knowing that the other party is prepared.
Although Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile.
But there was no politeness in the words.
Listen to the conversation between the two.
The melon-eating crowd watching the play was slightly taken aback.
Some admired Zhang Sanfeng's ability to see through the dark wounds on Dou Jiu Monk's body at a glance.
And some are curious about what kind of existence can make him hurt.
"One is really not enough for this seat. What if there are three more land gods?"
The wine monk smiled coldly.
Since they want to suppress Wudang, Shaolin will naturally not give them a chance to turn over!
Just finished speaking.
Three figures appeared silently beside him.
It was the same way he played before.
He was stunned by all the experts around him.
There's a stern look on his face!
"Four land gods, seniors look down on the old way."
Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and sighed.
The look that was still a little cloudy at first has also become serious at this moment.
"No way, you, Zhenren Zhang, are known as the first master of the Ming Dynasty, and you are the pinnacle of the land **** fairyland."
"The Tai Chi Profound Truth, which has also been rewarded by the Tao of Heaven, may break through the shackles at any time and enter the realm of heaven and man."
"If you don't do a little preparation, if something goes wrong, it won't be beautiful."
The wine-fighter grinned.
For this crackdown, it seems to have a plan in mind.
Think about it too.
After all, this is the alliance of the four land gods.
No matter how powerful Zhang Sanfeng is, what can he do?
Is it possible that there are other waves that can come out?
Not only he thinks so.
now.
Everyone present had this idea.
unless.
He can break through the realm of heaven and man!
Or a miracle will happen!
otherwise.
This struggle that has not yet begun is already doomed!
suddenly!
Just when the atmosphere in the field was about to explode.
A hearty laughter sounded from the sky.
"It's so lively?"
"Old Zhangtou, I haven't seen you for many years, why are you so embarrassed?".
032-Today, the old man will borrow another five hundred years from the sky! (Ask for flowers, ask for a reward)
Hearing the voice, everyone in Wudang was overjoyed.
Even if they don't know who it is.
But only with this familiar joking and teasing tone.
They are enough to conclude.
Those who come are friends, not enemies!
And compared to Wudang.
However, the hearts of the wine monk were all stunned.
A strange color flashed in his eyes.
But just for a moment, it was back to normal.
As for the group of melon eaters in the field, they were shocked.
At the same time, I was curious about who came.
Looking forward to the next developments.
"Old Daoist didn't expect things to turn out like this today, I laughed."
Zhang Sanfeng laughed at himself.
I breathed a sigh of relief.
Obviously, he has heard who the person is from the voice!
"You, you, I don't know if I owe you and Xiao Xiang'er in my last life, old man."
As the voice sounded again.
Except for the five terrestrial gods present.
Only a few masters caught the shadow flashing.
To be watched closely.
A middle-aged man in elegant dress had already appeared beside Zhang Sanfeng.
"Ancestor... Ancestor?!"
He Taichong's eyes widened, and he exclaimed subconsciously.
time.
The people who were already in the circle became more and more confused.
Only a few seniors.
After hearing this, he frowned and pondered.
Not two breaths.
The wine-fighting monk proclaimed the Buddha's name and chuckled softly.
"Who am I, it turns out to be the three saints of Kunlun."
"What? Are you planning to intervene in this matter?"
talking room.
There was no politeness in his tone.
There was even a hint of disdain.
The reason.
But it is because the so-called three saints of Kunlun, He Zudao, are just a master of peerless peaks.
That's right!
It is the pinnacle of peerless!
Even if the other party is a master of the same period as himself.
But he has spent a hundred years in emptiness, and has not yet taken that step!
This alone made him feel a little less respectful.
It's him? !
