Chapter 17

Zhang Changsheng, bathed in the rising sun, slowly exhaled a trace of muddy air after finishing a complete set of Tai Chi Fist Technique.

Looking at the current Wudang Mountain, the dense fog has slowly dissipated, and because the mountain was closed yesterday, the current Wudang Mountain is slowly getting more and more tourists today.

As usual, Zhang Changsheng returned to the wooden house he built not far from the top of Wudang Mountain.

This forest should be counted as an area that most people cannot go up to with the permission of the forest guards.

After all, the eight hundred miles behind Wudang Mountain are all national-level five-A-level nature reserves.

There are also various wild animals, among which is the most ferocious beast and leopard activity.

This is also for the good of ordinary people. On the one hand, it is also to protect the natural mountains and rivers that are close to 800 miles away from human infestation.

But there is only one exception, and that is Zhang Changsheng, who has already become Martial Dao.

The picture shows a convenient and quiet place. This wooden house was built in a rare place 30 kilometers away from Wudang Mountain.

The wooden house is not big, and there is only one wooden bed for Zhang Changsheng to sleep in, and a rusty residual sword standing on the wall of the wooden house with no scabbard broken in half.

There is nothing else, but it’s clean and a bit too crude.

From the head of the bed, Zhang Changsheng found out a set of clothes dedicated to fortune-telling. Fortune-telling is a side job. The most important thing is that Zhang Changsheng is looking for tourists with a little bit of basic qualifications.

See if you can fool into Wudang Sect. For every disciple who has reached the elite level, Zhang Changsheng will get ten life points.

It also means that he can achieve a ten-year lifespan. Zhang Changsheng relied on this method to find more than ten talents who have entered the elite level of Wudang Sect among these tourists.

However, there is no way to absorb energy now, and their Martial Dao journey is quite slow.

Unless, like Zhang Changsheng, through the outrageous insight of the highest level of the world, anyone who relies on the comprehension of the power of yang and the power of yin absorbs the energy cultivation of the sun and the moon.

Otherwise, it can only be said that cultivation of ancient martial arts achieves physical fitness and gains power beyond ordinary people, nothing else.

Outside the lively Great Hall in Wudang Sect, there are many incense burning as tourists enter and exit.

Zhang Changsheng half-squinted his eyes, wearing a pair of sunglasses, holding a yellow flag in his hand, looking at whether there is a suitable target.


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Qin Yinxiu’s face was exhausted, and after passing through the express passage, any continuous transfers finally arrived in the capital when the afternoon was approaching the evening.

While picking up the airport, Qin Yin still saw Shen Mubai, the leader of their super S-class research team who had rushed to pick up the plane after receiving news from own.

An almost abnormal cold eye Onee-san who is enthusiastic about starting a new era.

Shen Mubai, who took Qin Yin’s backpack, hugged Qin Yin with a smile on his cold face and said, “Good Little Sister, I haven’t seen you in a few days, I want to die Big sis, how about the flight scheduled for you this time? Still satisfied.”

“Go back to Wudang Mountain and see the old ancestor Wudang. Didn’t you take a few more photos and come back to me?”

After finally breaking free of Shen Mubai’s embrace, Qin Yin asked Shen Mubai to embark on the j-brand military cross-country and left the airport.

Provoked some men to discover that two pairs of top beauties dared to ride in a military vehicle, which inevitably made them think of the identities of these two top beauties a little bit.

After Qin Yin got into the car, his body was slightly paralyzed on the seat, and he said with a look of doubt, “Why are you suddenly so interested in my old ancestor? If it is for our research, this is all right.”

“But you, an old woman, want me to take some pictures of the old patriarch. He is very old, very old-fashioned, and unpleasant to take pictures.”

Shen Mubai slightly pushed the eyes that fell on the tip of his nose, and his eyes were idiotic and said, “Haha, girl Qin, don’t you know, your ancestor should not be too hot now, especially the screenshot Down the blurry full-body photo.”

“Even now, I have been praised by a lot of little fans as the capital of immortals, not like a mortal in the dust.”



Hearing Shen Mubai’s words, Qin Yin took out a cell phone with no battery power from his bag.

After flipping through a few articles at random, I found that many people seem to have enjoyed the beauty of their ancestors.

Qin Yin never thought of this kind of thing.

Shen Mubai approached Qin Yin with a solemn face and whispered, “Yesterday, there were a lot of fishing boats about Wudang Sect, but in the end when the country was about to suppress this fishing boat.”

“I was suppressed by someone who didn’t know, using a large number of new hot spots.”

When Qin Yin heard this, his expression turned dark, but fortunately the matter was still suppressed.

As for this person, Qin Yin thought of own master Zhang Huanjin, a big figure who can only reach the sky in the country.

He is the only one who can quietly suppress Wudang Sect’s bad fishing boat.

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“The writers on the street are asking for rewards, flowers, evaluation tickets, and monthly tickets online. I hope everyone will support you.”.

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