Clan Leader, the Aura Recovery Is Finally Here

Chapter 134

Zhang Changsheng’s half-squinted eyes with a hint of surprise, then put down the bowls and chopsticks that hadn’t finished eating rice.

Wang Ye looked at Zhang Changsheng, the ancestor in front of him, and he was also very nervous. After all, this matter is not as simple as the simple people kicking the mountain gate before.

It’s how the Shaolin Temple incident suddenly appeared on the Wudang Mountain, 800 kilometers away, to cause trouble.

Zhang Changsheng stood up suddenly, causing all the second-generation disciples in Wudang Mountain who were still eating to immediately stop eating with their hands and get up.

Faced with this situation, even a fool knows that something big must happen.

Shen Mubai hurriedly stood up, with doubts on his face, “Old Patriarch, what is going on? Is there anything I can help?”

Shen Mubai was also puzzled. Normal things would definitely not allow this person who is comparable to a stalwart person to put down his chopsticks before he finished eating.

Zhang Changsheng’s face was still faint and shook his head slightly and said, “Small things, it’s just a few little guys at the foot of Wudang Mountain who want to try my access control in Wudang Mountain.”

“Little tortoise, go and bring me the little guys who caused trouble in Wudang Mountain to the top of Wudang Mountain.”

As soon as Zhang Changsheng’s voice fell, the huge dragon head head of Dragon Turtel, who had originally reserved a table of food for the Dragon Turtel, nodded in response.

Immediately, Dragon Turtel quickly disappeared in the dining hall of Wudang Mountain, but Zhang Changsheng still seemed to have nothing happened, sitting in his seat again, and slowly eating the unfinished meal.

As the ancestor of Wudang Mountain, all the disciples of Wudang Mountain present, and Qin Yin followed the ancestor Zhang Changsheng’s behavior, once again sat down and ate silently.

And none of the Wudang disciples in the audience had any doubts in their hearts, or in their hearts Eight Trigrams wanted to discuss what happened when they wanted to eat.

For the second generation of Wudang disciples, the rules laid down by the ancestors are all to do, no need to ask the reason, because it is in the hearts of all of them.

Zhang Changsheng is the biggest and most trusted and respected mountain pillar in the hearts of their Wudang disciples!

And Shen Mubai saw the old Patriarch’s indifferent behavior, and there was no way he could only suppress too many doubts in his heart, but could only look forward to this lunch after lunch.

I hope that the old ancestor can tell her what happened in the end that caused the terrifying mythological Dragon Turtel to be dispatched.

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Shaolin Huitong looked at the two guard disciples at the foot of Wudang Mountain who had been knocked down by his two sticks with a look of disdain on his hostile face.

I was also full of disdain for Wudang Mountain. After all, in his opinion, only Shaolin Temple is the orthodox ancient martial arts in the world, and it should be the only official partner designated by the capital.

How could it be possible that a gate like Wudang Mountain has taken the first place with the most eye-catching sight.

And most importantly, he has already felt the breath of the animal that ran away from Shaolin Temple is already on this Wudang Mountain peak!

This time the spirit beast escaped, it must be the people of Wudang Mountain. Thinking of this, Huijue felt that the opportunity to retrieve the spirit beast and humiliate Wudang Mountain was finally here.

Why did this Wudang Mountain dare to shoot the first bird, and dare to steal the power of Shaolin like this, he naturally wanted to take this opportunity to vent his anger against Wudang Mountain.

Let Wudang Mountain know that he has already cultivated the Practitioner Cultivation Base to reach the Practitioner ninth-level existence!

That old ancestor of Wudang Mountain has never shown the mountains and dew, I am afraid that there is no such thing as the previous legend that the force of the former is high, and now he is just a hundred years old.

There was a bit of compassion from the monks in Huijue’s big, round and oily face.

Hui Tong, who was on the side, also looked sad. After all, this era is not ancient, and his brother severely injured the guardian disciple.

This is definitely going to happen. This is because I am a bit unreasonable. In case Wudang Mountain is going to investigate it, even if they do come to the spirit beast, I am afraid that there will be no reason to change at that time.

With a cold snort, Hui Jue held the fine iron iron rod weighing a hundred jin, and then ignored the two Wudang janitor disciples who had been knocked unconscious by him on the ground.

Huijue looked back at the Shaolin disciples who followed him and said, “Let’s go to the top of Wudang Mountain! We have to see why Wudang Mountain dared to steal my Shaolin spirit beast. Find a way to say 々~!”

And just when Huijue thought that he had a good reason to say these things.

It hasn’t waited for the Shaolin disciple who followed behind him to step up the stone ladder to respond.

Suddenly, a few hundred meters around the foot of Wudang Mountain was plunged into darkness, accompanied by the sound of the whistling air.

And all Shaolin disciples were confused by this sudden situation.

As if being rolled up by something, dozens of Shaolin disciples wrapped in this weird black mist bumped back and forth in this black mist irregularly.

The screams and screams from time to time are unnoticeable, and if there is a cultivation Practitioner who specializes in Cultivation Technique, it is here.

He would be scared to death by the black mist, God knows a huge black tortoise with a size of nearly two hundred meters.

The huge and terrifying dragon head swallowed a lot of black mist, and abruptly rolled up a dozen Shaolin disciples and flew toward the top of Wudang Mountain!

And there was a panic in Huijue’s heart, chanting the exorcism curse in his mouth, trying to break the black mist.

It’s a pity that only the faint golden light emerges, no matter if you use this fine iron iron to hit the black mist, there is no effect at all.

On the contrary, part of his own power bounced back to Huijue’s body, and for a while, he was dizzy when he hit him.

Accompanied by the painful screams and curses of the Shaolin disciples, the weird black mist of a large (Nuo Nuo Zhao) group of more than two hundred meters floated slowly and quickly towards the top of the Wudang Mountain.

In the half-way corner of Wudang Mountain, a mysterious big fish with a volume of more than four meters braving the golden red glow after drifting away in the black mist, then sneaked out of the mountain cracks.

Just like before, this big fish of golden red color, which is too mysterious, ignores the blood that has been overflowing from its tail, and persistently uses its powerful fin to climb towards the top of Wudang Mountain.

No one knows why this strange fish is so obsessed with the top of Wudang Mountain.

But from its eyes with wisdom, I saw the look of new hope and salvation as human beings!

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