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Chapter five hundred and eighty third recognized Zhu Gaochi

The little beggar turned around and left. Seeing this, Zhu Gaochi hurriedly followed.

Zhu Gaochi could see that if nothing unexpected happens, the little beggar's mission, the back sting of the Beggar's Sect, has been half successful, and only the Ming Cult is detoxified.

Even if it helps the Ming Cult turn defeat into victory, it will succeed.

"Is the mission going to be completed..." Thinking silently in my heart, Zhu Gaochi's heart moved and said to He Ling: "He Ling, you stay here."

"What's wrong?" He Ling's voice sounded.

"If the so-called reincarnation space behind these people is really related to the old god, I'm afraid the goal behind them is very big, and we must have one of them stay outside."

"If I encounter any accident, you will immediately return to the earth of divine land."

"Okay." After saying that, the river spirit turned into a water droplet and was thrown into the grass by Zhu Gaochi.

After a while.

The little beggar and Zhu Gaochi came to the valley below.

However, at this time, Zhu Gaochi obviously discovered that there were few people missing in the field, and they were the reincarnation teams with the consciousness of the heavenly way.

"Ha, those guys ran fast and thought they could get unexpected results."

The little beggar looked around and said with some dissatisfaction after not finding his kind.

"Who are you!"

He Taichong pointed at the little beggar and Zhu Gaochi and said angrily.

Afterwards, everyone present glared at Zhu Gaochi and the little beggar, especially when they saw the little beggar, they were even more angry.

Beggar Gang disciple!

"Amitabha, the Beggars' Sect suddenly attacked us. Are you not afraid of the martial arts fellow practitioners in the future fighting together!" Kong Wen said to the little beggar.

However, the little beggar didn't look at these people, but instead said to Zhu Gaochi: "The people here are all martial arts masters, and they must have secrets!"

"Did you see the Wudang Sect and the Shaolin Sect? I mainly search for these two sects. After getting the secret book, I will help you improve your strength!"

As he said that, the little beggar flipped through his arms and took out three bright red fruits, and gave them to Zhu Gaochi, saying:

"This is called Blood Bodhi. One can improve one hundred years of skill, and three are three hundred years of skill. After you get the secret book, you will become a peerless master."

"At that time, in this world, there is no need to worry about the six major factions seeking revenge!"

After saying that, without waiting for Zhu Gaochi to respond, he stuffed it into Zhu Gaochi's arms and said, "Go quickly, I'll go see the people from the Ming Cult."

After saying that, he ignored Zhu Gaochi and turned toward the Ming Cult who were also hit.

Looking at her back and looking at the three obviously optimized and improved blood Bodhi lying in her hand, Zhu Gaochi's eyes flashed with an inexplicable look.

At this time, people from the six major sects also heard the little beggar's words, and the look of the eyes of Zhu Gaochi was revealed.

A treasure of three hundred years of skill, can’t you sleep in jealous?

Although it cannot be compared with the golden Heavenly Sword that broke through the air, it is definitely much stronger than the Dragon Slaying Sword, and even the silver Heavenly Sword is not as good as it is!

"Senior Brother, why do I think he is a little familiar?" Suddenly, among the crowd of Wudang, Zhang Cuishan looked at Zhu Gaochi and asked Song Yuanqiao.

Upon hearing this, everyone in Wudang looked at Zhu Gaochi, and the more they looked, the more familiar they looked.

This little fat man seemed to have seen him somewhere, but he couldn't remember him for a moment. Suddenly, Song Qingshu, who was standing beside him, widened his eyes and said:

"Dad, I remembered it!"

"Qingshu, what did you say?" Song Yuanqiao and others looked at Song Qingshu and said.

Song Qingshu pointed at Zhu Gaochi and said, "Don't the fifth uncle sent him overseas that day. Do you still remember that the major sects forced him to go to Wudang Mountain?"

"That little Taoist boy who saved Uncle Five!"

After Song Qingshu's reminder, the Wu Dang public heroes also reacted and quickly recalled everything that happened in the Zhenwu Hall that day.

Looking at Zhu Gaochi's face again, they immediately remembered it. Isn't the fat young man in front of them the fat little Taoist boy that day?

On that day, after the "River God" in the back mountain of Wudang showed his miracle, the little Taoist boy also mysteriously disappeared. Later, Zhang Sanfeng speculated that the little Taoist boy might not be a person in this world.

The little Taoist may have deliberately told the world about the river gods. Although he didn't know what the purpose was, Wudang did not look for it anymore.

I didn't expect that I would meet this mysterious little Taoist boy again today.

Zhu Gaochi, who was thinking about things, noticed the gaze of several people and immediately realized that everyone in Wudang recognized him.

He came to Song Yuanqiao and others, smiled slightly, and said, "It seems that you have recognized me."

Seeing Zhu Gaochi admitting, he thought about Zhang Sanfeng's speculation, Song Yuanqiao and others only felt their scalp numb and their throats were dry.

After a while, Song Yuanqiao's voice was still dry and he said, "Master, why are you with that witch? We..."

Looking at Song Yuanqiao who was sweating in cold sweat, Zhu Gaochi shook his head and smiled, saying, "I only met her halfway, not a fellow traveler."

Hearing Zhu Gaochi say this, Song Yuanqiao and others couldn't help but feel relieved, and at the same time they were even more ecstatic.

Because Zhu Gaochi did not reject the title of Song Yuanqiao’s “Superior”, it means that the other party’s origin is definitely not simple!

Such a mysterious man is definitely a great honor to have a good relationship with the Wudang Sect!

For a moment, Song Yuanqiao and others couldn't help but look at Zhu Gaochi with hope, "Master, I don't know if I can wait for me..." Speaking of this, Song Yuanqiao stopped.

However, Zhu Gaochi heard the meaning of the words.

He shook his head slightly and said, "It's not possible yet. Something happened in your world. I came here to check it out. Now the clue is right in front of me."

"You should be patient, and someone will come to detoxify you later."

Hearing Zhu Gaochi's words, Song Yuanqiao and others were also old, and immediately looked at the little beggar in the distance thoughtfully.

It is not difficult for them to think that with Zhu Gaochi's status, how could he be with a little beggar? Obviously, there is something worth noting about this little beggar.

"Master, did Wuji really let the people from the Ming Cult kill the sixth brother and the others?" At this time, Zhang Cuishan looked at Zhu Gaochi and said nervously.

After glanced at Zhang Cuishan, Zhu Gaochi shook his head and said:

"You should know your own child. Being able to ask such words is enough to show that you are very ignorant."

After being scolded by Zhu Gaochi, Zhang Cuishan was stunned, not caring about shame, his eyes were full of hope, and said:

"So, Wuji, he really doesn't..."

Zhang Cuishan is known as the most favored disciple by Zhang Sanfeng. Now that I think about it, these words are actually very humble.

Among the Seven Heroes of Wudang, Zhang Cuishan has the highest understanding, but his mind may be the worst one except Yu Daiyan.

Among the second-generation disciples of Wudang, Zhu Gaochi was the only one who was most optimistic about, and no one else could do it.

The most unbearable thing about the mind and cunning is Yu Daiyan and Zhang Cuishan.

In the former, people often say that people who practice martial arts should be self-reliant, and those who practice Taoism should be as solid as a rock and do nothing.

But this person is so poor that he has a broken body, a broken heart, and even more ambition.

As the third of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, in his original fate, he learned that Yin Susu was the one who plotted against him that day, and he was squeamish and cried without any character.

The world is like fighting to the death, fighting to the death, and you are plotting against you because you are not as skilled as others, and then blame others for causing you to seriously hurt afterwards?

Don’t you know that since you are involved in the robbery of the Dragon Slaying Sword, you must be prepared to suffer because of this? Otherwise, why should you be chivalrous and enter the world?

I can only say that my mind is really bad!

Let’s talk about the latter, Zhang Cuishan. He has no sense of judgment when encountering things, and he is hysterical, impulsive, and no conscience at all.

Loyalty and righteous but unfilial, commit suicide at the 100th birthday party of the master who is like a father and son, and only thinks he thinks he is.

I have no idea what impact will the suicide at Zhang Sanfeng’s 100th birthday party have on Zhang Sanfeng’s generation master and the entire Wudang Sect?

The reason is that the mind is too bad!

Among the seven heroes of Wudang, Song Yuanqiao was a qualified helm leader in all aspects except for failing to educate his son.

It is enough to show that his son is still carrying heavy burdens after his death.

Ignoring the Wudang people, Zhu Gaochi had noticed the members of the Ming Cult on the other side, who had been detoxified by the little beggar.

One side is the Ming Cult after detoxification, and the other side is the six major sects waiting for slaughter.

The winner has been decided!

"Are you coming..." Zhu Gaochi looked at the little beggar's back, and his mind was already communicating with the little jade seal.

Once the consciousness of the heavenly way is activated, he will use the Great Ming Heavenly way and follow the little beggar into the so-called reincarnation space.
Chapter completed!
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