From Naruto, I became a god by hanging up

As he spoke, Zhang Zhiwei slowly raised his hand and tried to touch Zhang Chulan's head.

However, this sudden intimate gesture made Zhang Chulan instinctively take a step back, and a trace of embarrassment and embarrassment flashed across his face.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhiwei's eyes flashed with disappointment, but he quickly concealed his emotions and withdrew his hand calmly.

He sighed softly, revealing vicissitudes and helplessness in his voice:

"Alas!"

"If Huaiyi had been allowed to come back, he might not have suffered those hardships."

"With me and the master here, we can protect him no matter what. It's a pity that he chose that difficult road."

Zhang Zhiwei's words made Zhang Chulan fall into a brief silence.

He was told since he was a child that he was different from others, and he learned to hide since he was a child.

Hiding may have changed his original personality.

But what is the result?

Grandfather died, father is missing, and even himself, if it weren't for the name of being everywhere, might have been eaten up by someone now.

Thinking of this, he looked up at Zhang Zhiwei, his eyes full of desire for the truth:

"Master, my grandfather's matter... Why doesn't everyone want to tell me the truth?"

His voice was trembling, revealing the helplessness and confusion in his heart.

Zhang Zhiwei looked at Zhang Chulan's eager and determined eyes, and couldn't help sighing in his heart.

He understood that this young man had endured too much, but he still couldn't easily reveal the secret.

So, he slowly opened his mouth, his voice low and powerful:

"Chu Lan, there are some things that you shouldn't know now. You need to win the Luotian Dajiao and become a heavenly master before you are qualified to explore those dusty past events."

After hearing this, Zhang Chulan felt a surge of impatience and unwillingness in his heart.

He couldn't understand why he didn't even have the right to know the truth.

But just when he wanted to ask eagerly, Zhang Zhiwei's eyes suddenly became solemn, and he looked at Xing Liu beside him.

"I wonder who you are? Why did you appear next to Zhang Chulan?"

Xing Liu heard this, and a subtle smile appeared on his lips:

"That's not right. It's not that I took the initiative to appear next to him, but he pestered me to ask about his grandfather."

Zhang Zhiwei heard this, and his vigilance in his heart was like a plucked string, trembling.

He keenly felt that Xing Liu seemed to know some unknown secrets.

So, he continued to probe:

"Oh? So, you know what happened back then?"

There was a subtle urgency in his tone.

However, Xing Liu didn't say anything more.

There are too many mysteries in this world, and he himself can't figure it out.

After all, the original work didn't end before he crossed over.

His purpose of coming here was very clear, that is, to get the Tongtian Talisman and Fenghou Qimen, and wait for Quanxing to attack the mountain before seizing the Liuku Immortal Thief.

As for other secrets and disputes, this is not his world, and he does not want to get involved too much.

Xingliu's silence made Zhang Zhiwei more confused.

He was almost certain that the person in front of him had some mysterious connection with the events of the year.

But just as he was about to take down Xingliu and find out the truth, a strong sense of crisis suddenly surged in his heart.

He had not experienced this feeling for a long time, but it was so real at this moment.

A chill suddenly surged in Zhang Zhiwei's heart.

He knew that this sense of crisis was by no means groundless.

If he did it himself, he would probably fall into a situation of no return.

He was not afraid of death, but he could not take risks with Longhu Mountain and Zhang Chulan and others.

His junior brother Tian Jinzhong, the future of the entire Longhu Mountain, and Zhang Chulan, all prevented him from acting rashly.

Just like in the original book, even an invincible existence has flaws and weaknesses.

Although he had made a big fuss and showed the world his strength that was far different from theirs.

But in the end, he chose to return to Longhu Mountain and never go down the mountain easily.

Xing Liu also noticed the sharp aura that flashed by Zhang Zhiwei, but he did not regard him as an enemy.

After all, Zhang Zhiwei did not really take action in the end, but just revealed a hint of intention.

It is not possible to not let others think about it, that would be too unreasonable.

However, Xing Liu became a little interested in the strength of the old Taoist priest and wanted to find an opportunity to learn from him.

At this moment, a clear voice broke the silence at the scene.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a young man in a Taoist robe bowing respectfully to Zhang Zhiwei.

"Wudang Wang Ye, meet the old Taoist priest." The young man's voice revealedA trace of admiration.

Zhang Zhiwei looked at the young man in front of him with a kind smile on his face: "How do you know I am the Heavenly Master?"

There was a trace of curiosity in his words.

Wang Ye raised his head and replied respectfully:

"Old Heavenly Master, you are joking. There is your photo in the introduction column of Longhu Mountain."

Zhang Zhiwei laughed and patted Wang Ye on the shoulder:

"Look, so many people are not as careful as a junior." His words were full of praise.

However, after this pat, his face changed slightly.

"Huh?" Zhang Zhiwei exclaimed lightly and looked at Wang Ye strangely:

"You are so seriously injured and you come here to participate in Luotian Dajiao? Are you really not afraid of dying here?"

Wang Ye smiled bitterly and said helplessly: "As expected of the old Heavenly Master, you can see the condition of my body at once. But I came here this time to deal with something very important."

As he said, his eyes revealed a trace of firmness and determination.

Despite the serious injury, he did not seem to regret coming here.

Zhang Zhiwei narrowed his eyes, looked at Zhang Chulan, Xingliu and others, and seemed to have noticed something.

He sighed softly: "What did you ask when you entered the inner scene?"

Wang Ye widened his eyes when he heard this, and looked at Zhang Zhiwei in disbelief: "How do you know?"

Zhang Zhiwei said unhappily: "Your injury is the same as when I was young and asked about the inner scene out of boredom. Why do you think I know?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present looked at Zhang Zhiwei a little strangely, even Xingliu was no exception.

This matter was not mentioned in the original book.

But it is not surprising. After all, although the inner scene technique is mysterious, for a talented person like Zhang Zhiwei, it may really be just a pastime when "bored".

Xingliu was a little curious about what the two asked.

"Then can you tell me what you asked? Forget about Wang Ye, I am a little curious about what the old Taoist priest asked when he was young."

"You asked me what I know, as long as you tell me this, I can answer your question."

Wang Ye's head was full of black lines after hearing this, what do you mean by forget about him.

After all, he is the successor of this generation of Fenghou Qimen, and he also needs to save face, okay?