So Zhang Hupan had no expression on his face and said coldly: "The poor Taoist Wudang Zhang Hupan came to Tiandao to explore the secret place."
If Wudang had not produced a cultivation wizard like Zhang Sanfeng, no one would probably remember Wudang. As for Wudang’s disciples, none of them were outstanding. Zhang Sanfeng ran around for four disciples hundreds of years ago, and he never failed to do so.
Exploration of the Way of Heaven. Zhang Hupan, a small Wudang disciple with an unsatisfactory late-stage cultivation of alchemy, had such an indifferent and arrogant attitude towards a Kunlun disciple. This made the two Kunlun Taoist priests very dissatisfied.
Don't be lazy when you go to the Tiandao Exploration Place. Zhang Hupan was expelled from Kunlun in a vicious manner.
With a cold "hum", the Taoist priest on the left pointed to the west and said nothing. Zhang Hupan walked away without asking any questions.
In Kunlun Wonderland, only people above the level of distraction are allowed to fly with swords in Kunlun Mountain. People below the level of distraction can only use slow flying techniques. Zhang Hupan has long heard Zhang Sanfeng mention this. When he heard Zhang Sanfeng say this
, Zhang Hupan didn’t think there was anything wrong, but when he saw the mountains of Kunlun Wonderland, he realized how overbearing this rule was. Although he was very angry with this rule of the Kunlun Sect, Zhang Hupan had nothing to do, after all, he was in the world of cultivation.
Boss. However, he did not dare to use space magic in this place for fear of attracting the attention and attention of the Kunlun Sect.
Since it was Saturday anyway and he had plenty of time, Zhang Hupan chose the most primitive way of walking. Kunlun Wonderland is indeed the most famous cave paradise. Treasure lights flash from time to time in the mountains and woods. Colorful sesame, ginseng, and red fruits can be seen everywhere, just some
The old medicinal materials have a thin layer of luster on them, which is clearly blessed by some forbidden formations to prevent birds, beasts and others from picking them. The scenery in the mountains is also infinitely beautiful, with green mountains, towering silver mountains, cliffs, and splashing waterfalls.
The ice and snow on the high mountains reflect the infinitely beautiful colors in the sun from time to time. On the road, I often see fairy winds in the air, and masters above the distraction stage stand on flying swords, flying leisurely and elegantly to the west, with brilliant sword light.
The long streak across the horizon always arouses the envy of some people flying slowly in the air. This is the difference in strength and status.
From time to time, masters above the Nascent Soul stage appeared in the sky, which caused Zhang Hupan to be deeply shocked. It turns out that there are so many masters in this world, and he really looked at the sky from a well. At the same time, he also felt a huge burden on his shoulders. The Wudang Sect is Zhang Sanfeng.
It can be said that he spent a lot of effort to create it by himself. Before Shattering the Void, he solemnly handed over Wudang to Zhang Hupan, so Wudang is definitely very important to Zhang Hu.
Although he knew that Wudang was a second- or third-rate sect among the cultivation sects, the powerful power that Wudang showed in the world after joining the world almost gave Zhang Hupan the illusion that Wudang was very powerful. But what he saw and heard today gave him the illusion that Wudang was very powerful.
Zhang Hupan struck a blow, and even the small Shoushan disciple of Kunlun Sect was stronger than Wudang's second master Gu Ye. It turned out that Wudang was so weak, and Wudang without Zhang Sanfeng was nothing in the cultivation sect.
However, Zhang Hupan was not discouraged. On the contrary, these masters, the power of the Kunlun Sect, and the arrogance of the gatekeepers deeply aroused the fighting spirit and arrogance hidden deep in Zhang Hupan's heart.
"Since Master can enter Taoism from martial arts and create Wudang from scratch, then I can carry forward Wudang and let Wudang one day be as proud of the entire cultivation world as the Kunlun Sect." Zhang Hupan showed determination on his face and a firm look in his eyes.
However, Zhang Hupan knew that it was not easy to lead a group of Wudang disciples who were still struggling in the Jindan Road or even the Qi Entraining realm to enter a first-class sect with only one barely qualified master. Not only was it easier said than done, the chances could be said to be almost
Equal to zero. However, Zhang Hupan is a person who never gives up when he sets his sights on the goal. It is precisely because of Zhang Hupan’s firm will and perseverance that he became a Nascent Soul master at the age of 100. Otherwise, it would not be considered his talent.
If you are better than others, you will not be able to achieve what you have today without working hard.
After making up his mind to carry forward Wudang, Zhang Hupan was no longer in the mood to appreciate the scenery along the way. When he was about to use his flying technique to rush to the "Tiandao Exploration" so that he could learn something about alchemy as soon as possible, a strong aroma of mellow wine followed him.
The wind blows. This is the "monkey wine" that Zhang Sanfeng likes to drink. This makes Zhang Hupan curious. There are people in Kunlun Wonderland who are as leisurely as him, and even take a break to drink.
Passing through a cluster of jungles, following the aroma of wine, we came to a relatively open flat land. A slovenly Taoist priest was drinking alone leisurely. He was tall and tall, with the shape of a turtle and crane bones, big ears and round eyes, a beard and beard like a halberd, and his appearance was astonishingly similar.
Zhang Sanfeng is very similar, even the way he drinks is so similar. One hand is holding a greasy chicken leg, and he is biting into the drumstick while drinking. His beard is stained with wine and greasy, but he doesn't care about it, and only occasionally uses it.
Wipe your mouth with your sleeve.
Such a familiar scene, a feeling of intimacy arose spontaneously. His eyes looking at the sloppy Taoist priest were full of admiration, and his steps moved uncontrollably towards the Taoist priest who was drinking heavily.
"Kid, it turns out you are also a good drinker! Come and have a sip." The sloppy Taoist priest's voice was like a bell, and he raised his hand and threw the bottle in his hand to Zhang Hupan. He didn't care whether others would care about the greasy handle on the bottle.
and the saliva left on the mouth of the wine bottle.
"Thank you, senior!" Zhang Hupan took the bottle of gourd wine without looking at the greasiness on the bottle, nor did he wipe the sloppy saliva on the mouth of the bottle. He raised his head and poured wine into his mouth boldly, feeling a familiar smell.
The mellow taste filled the entire mouth, and a familiar warmth surged from the Dantian.
The sloppy Taoist priest showed approval for Zhang Hupan's uninhibited behavior. It was rare to meet a cultivator who was good at drinking, and he didn't care about his own sloppiness. The sloppy Taoist priest looked at Zhang Hupan with eyes full of affection. He casually said it again
He threw the bitten chicken drumsticks in his hand to Zhang Hupan and said, "Haha, how can good wine be without vegetables? Little brother, let me have some chicken drumsticks that I cooked myself."
If it were another person who casually threw the bitten chicken drumsticks in his hand to Zhang Hupan, Zhang Hupan would probably not be vomiting, but would probably avoid him. However, everything the sloppy Taoist priest did in front of him looked so kind.
He casually took the chicken leg again, said with a smile: "Thank you!", and bit it without looking at it.
The admiration in the eyes of the sloppy Taoist priest was even more intense. He looked at Zhang Hupan and became more and more pleasing to the eye. He thought to himself: "Grandma, why don't any of the grandsons in his sect look like this young man in front of him?"
As for people. Look how nice this young man is. He likes to drink. Even the posture of grandma’s drinking is exactly the same as that of the old man. Look, even the movements of biting the chicken legs are so consistent, unlike those without conscience.
"You grandson, when you want to learn the skills of an old Taoist, your ancestors will yell at you, and you won't be able to get out of the way. When you ask them to drink, they will all run like rabbits."
The sloppy Taoist priest secretly cheered for Zhang Hupan, and he was full of affection for Zhang Hupan in his heart. He looked at Zhang Hupan like a pervert looking at a beautiful woman.
"Not bad, young man, my old way of roasting chicken legs has a history of two thousand years. You are really in luck!" The sloppy Taoist priest said smugly.
This is also called chicken drumsticks. Even the chicken drumsticks in small restaurants are probably better than this. Oh my god, he even said that he has two thousand years of barbecue experience! Zhang Hupan frowned slightly and complained secretly in his heart. He looked at the old Taoist priest's face.
The way he stared at himself nervously, if he spit out the chicken in his mouth, he would probably be very sad. For a person who is so similar to Zhang Sanfeng in every aspect, Zhang Hupan could not do anything to make the old man sad. He was helpless.
Swallow the chicken in your mouth into your belly.
Seeing Zhang Hupan swallowing the chicken, the Taoist laughed happily, patted Zhang Hupan's shoulder happily with his grease-covered hands and said, "You will be my brother from now on. Who will bully me in the future?"
Just speak up, I will help you vent your anger. Hey, brother, don’t stop, drink and eat meat!”
It's okay to drink, but if Zhang Hupan is asked to eat the chicken drumstick in his hand, even if the slovenly Taoist priest looks like Zhang Sanfeng, it will be difficult to obey. Of course, if it is Zhang Sanfeng, it is definitely a different matter. But after all, this Taoist priest let Zhang Hupan because of Zhang Sanfeng
Because of this, I had a deep affection and even a hint of respect. So after Zhang Hupan took a few sips of wine, he did not bite the chicken drumstick in his hand, but just said: "Senior, the drumstick is so small, how can two people be enough? It's better for you, senior."
Let’s eat first, I know how to cook a lot, so why don’t I cook a few dishes and serve wine to my seniors.”
Hearing that Zhang Hupan could also cook, the sloppy Taoist priest's eyes suddenly shone, and he snatched the chicken legs and wine bottle from Zhang Hupan's hand, urging Zhang Hupan to prepare quickly. Looking at Zhang Hupan's leaving back, the sloppy Taoist priest said hello repeatedly
, and once again praised Zhang Hupan unstintingly in his heart: "Look, how considerate this little brother is. He was worried that I wouldn't have enough to eat, so he spared me the chicken legs and even cooked the dishes for me himself. It's not like that in the sect."
Help the boy."
In a fairyland like Kunlun, of course, some delicacies and game are indispensable. Soon Zhang Hupan caught a white snow chicken and picked some mushrooms. For a delicious person like Zhang Sanfeng, of course, pot is indispensable in his Qiankun Ring.
Although Zhang Sanfeng left, Zhang Hupan has been reluctant to throw away these useless pots and bowls, and they still remain in Qiankun Ring. Of course, there are also a lot of condiments. Watching Zhang Hupan skillfully kill the chicken and pull it out.
Mao, the Taoist priest looked admiringly in his eyes and said to himself: "This boy really knows how to cook. He is as good at killing and plucking chickens as he is. He is on par with me, a veteran with two thousand years of experience in killing and plucking chickens."
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When Zhang Hupan took out pots, pans, bowls, and various seasoning bottles from the Qiankun Ring as if by magic, the surprise in the eyes of the sloppy Taoist became more and more intense, and his face was full of curiosity and excitement.