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Chapter 89 Xiti Mythical Beast(2/2)

"Yeah." Zhang Wuji nodded and replied.

The next day, Lao Zhang left Cuigu. Along the way, Lao Zhang no longer deliberately practiced, but instead ate, drank, and walked around casually.

He stayed at Zhuwu Lianzhuang for a few days, and then went to Xiaoman's home. When Lao Zhang arrived, Yang Buhui had just left.

Xiaoman looked at Zhang Sanfeng and asked, "You should be the master of the immortal brother, right?"

"How did you know?" Lao Zhang asked.

"Brother Immortal often talks about you, and today I feel that no one else but you is worthy of being his master." Xiaoman put down the millet in his hand and said.

"Hahaha." Lao Zhang couldn't stop laughing when he heard this.

Xiaoman cooked a table of farm food, and Lao Zhang enjoyed it very much. To be honest, Lao Zhang didn't eat for ten and a half days and only drank water, so there was no problem.

But he still likes to eat something...

The only common topic between the two of them is Zhang Yange.

"I heard Xiao Ba said that he wanted you to join Emei's family." Lao Zhang and Xiao Man were chatting.

"I don't like days like that. I want to stay here and wait for the fairy brother to feel tired one day, so I can rest here and then go out to do heroic things." Xiaoman said seriously.

Upon hearing this, Lao Zhang sighed slightly.

As an apprentice, I am good at everything. The only slight flaw is that I am too popular with girls.

Lao Zhang thought for a while and said with a smile, "Girl, I can't eat your delicious meal in vain. I'll teach you a breathing method so that you won't be tired when you work in the future. Are you willing to learn it?"

Xiaoman hesitated for a moment and finally nodded.

The method taught by Lao Zhang is very simple, just the length of the breath.

But this simple breathing method is his refined Nine Yang Method. This kind of breathing method cannot be used to develop any profound internal skills.

But it is still possible to make people free from all diseases and strong.

Lao Zhang Pianran left early the next morning, taking the fried fruits Xiaoman gave him before leaving.

He walked for another seven or eight days when he heard the sound of a fight in front of him.

Seven or eight people besieged a young man.

Their clothes are exactly the same, and they are actually dressed like the Kunlun sect.

Lao Zhang stepped forward and swept his sleeves away, causing everyone to fall to the ground.

He was not sure what was going on, so he asked, "Aren't you all disciples of Kunlun? Why are you killing each other?"

The few people he knocked down got up and ran away. Lao Zhang had no intention of pursuing them. He stretched out his hand to help up the disciples they were chasing.

"Why do they want to kill you? Aren't you all from the Kunlun sect?" Lao Zhang couldn't help but ask.

Looking at the old Taoist priest in front of him, He Zhi shook his head with a sad smile, "What other Kunlun sect is there? Old Taoist, please leave quickly, those guys are looking for the devil!"

If he goes down the mountain, you may be in danger."

"The old Taoist and your senior Kunlun are somewhat related. If something happens to you in Kunlun, the old Taoist really can't just sit idly by and ignore it." Lao Zhang said with a smile.

Lao Zhang can naturally see that he is not lying.

The zhenqi flowed in his hands, and the internal injuries on his body were immediately healed.

"You, you are Zhenren Zhang?" What does it mean that you just realized it at this time.

"It's an old way."

What does it mean to kneel down and kowtow directly, "Kunlun disciples thank Wudang for saving his life for the second time."

"the second time?"

He was the Kunlun disciple who was injured by Wei Yixiao when Zhang Yange and others were on their way to the Vajra Gate. If Zhang Yange hadn't treated him at that time, he would have died.

After hearing what he said, Lao Zhang smiled and said, "Then we are really destined. Can you tell me what kind of devil you are?"

He Zhi hesitated and said, "Zhenren Zhang, that demon is very skilled in martial arts, and his evil kung fu can actually absorb other people's internal energy!"

Our leader and his wife were sucked dry of their inner strength by him, and those people had already fallen under his command. I was cowardly at first and took the opportunity to escape down the mountain to seek help.

Master Zhang, please save my Kunlun sect."

"Tell me the details of that person's abilities," Lao Zhang said.

In fact, I don’t know much about what it means, because He Taichong and his wife basically didn’t let others show much ability, so the two of them lost.

After hearing this, Lao Zhang said, "So, that person's skills are really powerful."

"Old Taoist priest? You are Zhang Sanfeng!" A person floated over a hundred meters away.

Lao Zhang raised his eyebrows slightly and saw that this man's internal energy was surging.

"It looks really impressive right now." Lao Zhang said this, but his expression was calm.

The person who came was Ding Daoyang, who had come down from the mountain. He and his master had known very little about things in the world for so many years.

According to the news passed down by them orally, the largest sect in the world is Shaolin, and the largest gang is the Beggars Gang.

Ding Daoyang planned to go to Shaolin first and then to the Beggar Clan.

But after going down the mountain, I found that something seemed wrong. What six major sects? What Mingjiao?

Finally, he learned that Kunlun was one of the six major sects, so he went to the Kunlun sect, and the consequences were obvious. He Taichong and his wife had all their internal energy absorbed by him.

At this time, everyone in Kunlun respected him.

Lao Zhang looked at this man and frowned slightly. His internal energy was indeed strong, but internal energy, no matter how strange your skills were, there was still a difference between his own and others'.

Lao Zhang looked at him and was about to speak, when Ding Daoyang continued, "Originally I planned to kill your apprentice named Zhang Yange first, but now that I have seen you, it is convenient."

Lao Zhang, who originally planned to say a few polite words, stopped talking.

Ding Daoyang's eyes flashed, and the old Taoist priest came to him.

He was shocked, what speed was this old Taoist priest!

The next moment, a punch hit him in the heart. Beiming's zhenqi was shaken to pieces, and he was directly smashed into a big rock!

"Kill my beloved disciple! You kill one and I'll see!" the old Taoist said.

He Zhi couldn't help but asked, "Zhenzhen Zhang, didn't you say he is very powerful?"

"It's really powerful. The old Taoist used 90% of his ability in that move." Lao Zhang replied.

What is...

Ding Daoyang struggled but found that he could not get up, and his century-old internal strength could not be used.

"What kind of magic did you use on me?" Ding Daoyang asked weakly.

"The old Taoist just prevents you from using those evil skills." Lao Zhang said, "I see that your inner strength is a Taoist thing, but absorbing people's inner strength is not the right way after all. Your Excellency, please come back to Wudang with me and cultivate your mind and nature for a few days.

.”

This Ding Daoyang is really powerful. Lao Zhang was worried that this guy would bring trouble to the martial arts world, so he wanted to take care of him personally.

Ding Daoyang only felt that he was careless for a moment and that all his skills were useless and he ended up like this.

The old Taoist priest in front of him looked kind and benevolent, but he really had murderous intentions towards him just now. Moreover, Ding Daoyang finally recognized the reality, so he could only follow Lao Zhang to Wudang.
Chapter completed!
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