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Chapter 35 Scolding the bald man in front of the monk【For further reading】

Chat group.

Emperor Huangtian: "Thank you, big brother, I understand."

The little baby wiped away her tears and said in a sweet voice.

Later, he downloaded two immortal scriptures in the group file: the martial arts chapter and the Shinto chapter of the "Tao Jing of Immortality".

Kou Zhong: "Thank you, Master, for the Immortal Code. I have been unable to improve my cultivation during this period. The arrival of the Immortal Code is really timely."

After receiving the blessings of the Heshi Bi and the Evil Emperor's relics, Kou Zhong's strength has advanced to the level of a third-level grandmaster.

Looking at the entire world, there are only a handful of extremely powerful people.

Zhang Sanfeng: "The Immortal Code is extremely mysterious, and I admire it greatly. Thank you, Master."

As early as decades ago, Zhang Sanfeng crossed the threshold of innateness and became the first innate master in the past century.

Then, more than ten years passed, and he steadily entered the realm of a second-level grandmaster.

If people in the world were to find out, their jaws would probably drop.

In this era where one can be called a peerless master at the peak of his acquired skills, there is actually a second-level grandmaster hidden in the back of Wudang. Will others be allowed to live?

Of course, because Yitian World is only low-level martial arts, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth is extremely thin, or even non-existent.

Breaking through to the second-level Grandmaster realm has exhausted all of Zhang Sanfeng's energy and the potential of the world.

If there were no accidents, Zhang Sanfeng would live to be two hundred years old and die as a second-level innate master.

But the surprise still came, he joined the Zhutian chat group!

Qiao Feng: "Thank you, Master. Qiao Feng was eye-opening and amazed."

Qiao Feng was at his peak when he appeared, with the realm of a second-level grandmaster.

In the entire Tianlong world, only the third-level grandmaster, the sweeping monk, is stronger than him.

If he puts aside his secular duties and devotes himself to cultivation, he may not be able to reach the realm of a third-level grandmaster.

However, the heavy responsibility of being the largest gang of beggars in the world did not allow him to slack off in the slightest.

It wasn't until he joined the chat group that he saw the Fairy Book.

Yao Chen: "It's incredible. Whether it's the martial arts chapter or the Shinto chapter, you can step into the realm of immortality."

Yao Chen: "The old man feels that even Dou Di, who is standing at the pinnacle of the continent, is not as good as this true immortal."

He is the pinnacle of the Nine-Rank Dou Zun, and he is only one step away from entering the realm of Dou Saint.

However, his apprentice Han Feng assassinated him and caused his physical death, leaving only a soul.

Even so, he, Yao Chen, can be regarded as standing on the upper level of the pyramid of Dou Qi Continent.

But Yao Chen swears that he has never seen such a mysterious and magical fairy scripture.

It was an eye-opener for him.

"If you take my fairy code, you have to do things for me."

Glancing at the chat history, Li Changsheng showed a thief-like smile on his face.

Lin Pingzhi: "Master, the Dugu Nine Swords and the Zixia Magic Art have been obtained. Please check them."

He opened the red envelope and handed over two martial arts secrets.

[Ding! ‘Lin Pingzhi’ sent an exclusive red envelope to the group leader ‘Changsheng Zhenren’! 】

Immortal Changsheng: "Okay, I'm done."

Li Changsheng received the red envelope and the two booklets fell down.

A flash of purple light appeared on each of the two books.

When Li Changsheng saw this, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

He hooked his fingers, and two rays of purple light fell down obediently, then entered his Niwan Palace.

At this time, there were 154 rays of purple light in his hand.

He took two more grasses, stuffed them into a red envelope along with the two booklets, and sent them to Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi: "Thank you, Master. I'm going to visit Shaolin and Wudang next door."

After receiving the two fairy grasses, Lin Pingzhi carefully put them away.

As for the Dugu Nine Swords and the Zixia Divine Art, he gave them to Feng Qingyang with a flick of his hand.

"Haha, you guys should take your time and play, I'm leaving now."

Ignoring Yue Buqun, whose face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, Lin Pingzhi jumped up and jumped down the mountain.

"Young Master Lin, if I want to find you, where should I look for you?"

Feng Qingyang thought that the other party had only taught him part of the immortal skills, and asked quickly.

"Let's meet again if we are destined."

Lin Pingzhi's voice rang down the mountain and reached the ears of everyone on the mountainside from a distance.

Previously, he was relied upon by Feng Qingyang, and he had no choice but to pass on a few formulas from the Immortal Code of Martial Arts to him.

"This young hero Lin is truly one of the gods!"

Feng Qingyang sighed.

"...."

Yue Buqun's face turned darker.

....

Chat group.

Ye Fan: "Xiao Linzi is so fast? Are you ready to attack Shaolin and Wudang?"

Ye Fan: "Wait a minute, Wu-Tang Clan? You are scolding a bald man in front of a monk!"

When Jiulong pulled the coffin and came to Beidou, Ye Fan did not take the Nine Wonders of Immortality because he did not want to owe a favor to a ruthless person.

After all, he can exchange immortal herbs with Master Changsheng, which is enough to beat any magical medicine in the world.

Then, he took Pang Bo into the Big Dipper practice world and started the path of practice.

Bai Yue: "The Wudang Sect... doesn't seem to have any masters who can do it, right? Even the Tai Chi Magic Skills and Tai Chi Swords of the Zhen Sect's secret books have been snatched away by the Demon Cult."

Baiyue: "However, you can go and rob those bald men in Shaolin Temple. They are all very rich."

He has accepted Li Xiaoyao as his disciple and taught him his spiritual practice.

It has to be said that Li Xiaoyao is worthy of being a son of luck, with excellent qualifications and understanding, and his practice has made rapid progress.

It made Bai Yue lick his tongue.

He planned to wait for Li Xiaoyao's practice to get on the right track and then retreat into seclusion. He would not leave seclusion until he reached a fairyland.

Lin Meng: "Zhang Sanfeng: are you polite?"

During this period, Lin Meng was still the same as before, drinking and enjoying himself every day.

Lin Pingzhi: "Ahem, this Zhang Sanfeng is not the other Zhang Sanfeng. They are in different worlds. How can we generalize?"

After hearing what the group members said, Lin Pingzhi remembered that a new member who had joined the group was named Zhang Sanfeng.

In front of the founder of the sect, he said that he was going to rob the Wudang sect. This was embarrassing.

Zhang Sanfeng: "Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. The old Taoist can't control so much. Little friend Lin can do whatever he wants without taking the old Tao into account."

After exchanging pleasantries with several disciples, Zhang Sanfeng quietly left Wudang Mountain and headed to the Vajra Gate of the Western Regions.

He wanted to get the secret medicine of the Vajra Sect: Black Jade Intermittent Ointment for the disabled third disciple Yu Daiyan.

At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng glanced at the chat history and his expression darkened.

Later generations of descendants even lost the magical skills of the town sect and the ancestral sword, leaving him, the founder of the sect, speechless.

However, he thought for a while and quickly looked away.

Lin Meng: "I admire Taoist Zhang's good nature."

Baiyue: "Lao Zhang, you are really discerning."

Ye Fan: "Should I say it or not? After all, he is the founder of the Wudang sect and a martial arts master who appears every five hundred years."

Zhang Sanfeng was so open-minded that everyone looked at him with special regard.

"Having lived for nearly a hundred years, Lao Zhang has seen through everything. How could he be obsessed with the Wudang Clan in another world? What does that have to do with him?"

Li Changsheng, who was peeking at the screen, nodded slightly, approving of Zhang Sanfeng.

"boom...."

At this moment, a powerful momentum rose into the sky in the distance.

In an instant, Li Changsheng stood up and looked over there.


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