Clan Leader, the Aura Recovery Is Finally Here

Chapter 2

Although Zhang Changsheng is a hundred years old, his speed is really terrifying, if anyone sees him running between the mountains and forests.

I will be surprised that an old man seems to be much faster than the world sprint champion.

It was also the result of Zhang Changsheng deliberately depressing his body strength in this way, otherwise he would use Qinggong among the giant trees.

This is a hidden matter belonging to the Guwu faction. Of course, there are less than 10,000 people in the entire Guwu world.

There are less than a thousand people who have acquired real kungfu, but even in this way, there are also many people who have really acquired the true essence of martial arts.

Today, due to the special nature of time, Wudang Sect closed the mountain on its own and only allowed Wudang disciples to enter the mountain to congratulate their ancestors on the 100th birthday.

Although it has caused dissatisfaction among many travelers, Wudang Sect doesn’t seem to care, because for them, nothing is as important as their own ancestors.

Zhang Changsheng put his hands in the white cuffs. At this moment, the new disciple Wudang who was in charge of guarding the mountain gate just joined, seemed to see a person who can get along with nature so harmoniously.

Wudang guard disciple, young face with respectful hands cupped fist strength said, “Wang Ye, Wudang disciple, see Old Patriarch!”

Zhang Changsheng nodded slightly and looked at the young man in front of him.

But when Wang Yegang wanted to respond to the old ancestor, he found that Zhang Changsheng had entered the mountain gate and disappeared with the distance.

Seeing this scene, Wang Ye’s eyes were shocked. Is this still the speed of an old man?

Even a normal young man or a person with a strong physique can’t do this.

In addition to Zhang Changsheng, Wudang Sect now has five of his first-generation disciples who are still alive.

At the beginning, I received fifteen places, but a lot of old age died, and only these five were left.

As for the second and third generations, the number of people is not too large, and the total number of Wudang Sect is only more than one hundred.

This can be regarded as the decline of Guwu, but at least Wudang Sect is okay, a bit of Guwu faction has now disappeared in the long river of history.

Zhang Changsheng stepped into the gate of the Taihe Palace, all busy cleaning and preparing gifts to clean up the ring, preparing to hold the second and third generations of Wudang in advance.

It can also be regarded as increasing the excitement, making Zhang Changsheng’s 100th birthday a little more lively.

And when Zhang Changsheng entered this Supreme Harmony Palace, everyone stopped what they were doing and cupped fist one after another and said, “Disciples see Old Patriarch.”

Zhang Changsheng waved his hand and smiled and said, “I am an old guy, why bother to spend a birthday so much? I am very satisfied that some of you can come back to see me from the world.”

“Huantu, are you ready for that good drink and my favorite braised elbow?”

With a simple face, Zhao Huantu, as the first generation of Zhang Changsheng’s current big disciple, can be regarded as most of the management by him.

“Going back to the master, the disciples are already prepared early, today we make an exception to let the master, your old man, have a good drink last time.”

When Zhang Changsheng heard this, with a smile on his face, he waved his hand and sat down toward the main seat of own.

But Qin Yin’s white forehead wore fragrant sweat, and finally caught up with Zhang Changsheng’s pace.

“Huh…huh… Old Patriarch, are you trying to exhaust your disciples?” Qin Yin ran to Zhang Changsheng dissatisfiedly.

Qin Yin’s feelings for Zhang Changsheng are not like other Wudang Mountain disciples. She was picked up by Zhang Changsheng.

So it is also the rare first time that Wudang Mountain has accepted this lay female disciple.

Of course, Zhang Changsheng did not keep Qin Yin in Wudang Mountain all the time. Instead, he used his own network and Wudang Sect’s money to support her to go to university, and also stayed in school.

However, when Wudang Sect was busy with all the things to congratulate Zhang Changsheng’s 100th birthday, a person who shouldn’t have arrived at the foot of the mountain.

“Sorry friend, today my Wudang Sect patriarch’s 100th birthday is closed, you can’t go up the mountain.” Wang Ye said neither humble nor overbearing.

And the young fighting martial arts enthusiast who just defeated the so-called Master Ma has a somewhat Killing intent face with dissatisfaction.

And looking at the certain sound that I finally made, the number of people in the live broadcast room was more than 10,000.

Li Qi was also very enthusiastic in his heart, and he finally relied on defeating the so-called martial arts master.

And relying on this heat, I have made a lot of money these days.

But the heat will always run out of one day, and this Wudang Sect, who has a very high reputation in the country, is his current goal.

From time to time in the live broadcast room, there were comments that stimulated him.

“Come on, Li Qi, if you succeed in kicking Wudang Gate, I will give you one hundred thousand.”

“Don’t make trouble upstairs. Kick at the gate of Wudang Mountain for fear that the anchor won’t even know how to die.”

“The boyhood has changed. This is the era of hot weapons. I really don’t understand. What a martial arts is so good, it is so hot.”

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