I, Wudang’s Shepherd, Signed In For 50 Years

"It's here to suppress Wudang, right."

Lin Xiao gritted his teeth and said:

"Since you are so confident, let I, Wudang Sect, can see the strength of Shaolin's younger generation of dísciple!"

After speaking, he made a please gesture.

Shaolin responded to Lin Xiao's statement without the slightest hesitation.

Obviously, Lin Xiao was right.

And the authenticity has long been prepared.

He immediately looked towards the crowd on Shaolin's side.

"Ruyi."

Faintly smiled, telling a name.

Then, a handsome, fair-faced Little Monk walked out lightly.

The appearance of Little Monk surprised everyone.

That face is not only handsome, it is more apt to describe it as coquettish.

If it weren't for his bald head, he was a man.

I'm afraid everyone will see him as a devastatingly beautiful beauty.

But this is not the most important thing.

The important thing is that Little Monk doesn't seem to be just fifteen or six years old.

But it has the cultivation base of Grade 2 advanced martial artist.

Even Wang Che is ashamed of himself in front of him.

"Fifteen-year-old Grade 2 advanced martial artist."

"Is this a realm that humans can reach?"

Lin Xiao's face was gloomy.

He guessed that Shaolin was here to embarrass Wudang Sect.

But I never thought that Shaolin Temple would send such an inhuman hole card.

Those warriors who claim to be geniuses are nothing compared to Ruyi.

Even the abbot can't help but be thankful that Wang Che is dead.

Otherwise, when he sees Ruyi, he is afraid to cultivation deviation.

"How?"

Truth triumphantly said with a smile:

"I wonder which genius Your sect will send to discuss with Ruyi? "

That nasty smiling face is undoubtedly demonstrating to Wudang.

Ruyi's hole card against Heavenly Demon is definitely on top.

I am afraid that even Zhang Sanfeng, the genius of the year, may not be able to achieve such a degree of satisfaction.

At this moment, Wudang Mountain is silent.

The abbot and each Sect Elder lowered their heads slightly, not daring to speak.

And Direct Disciple took a step back unconsciously.

Those dísciple who came into contact with Ruyi's gaze even turned away in shame.

"Oh."

"What a pity."

"I thought it would be good for Your sect to send one or two bold dísciples."

"It seems that this poor monk has overestimated Your sect."

Zhen Xing sighed slightly and shook his head regretfully.

But the sneer on his face clearly insulted Wudang.

"Let's go!"

Truly flirting his sleeves and turning around, planning to leave Wudang Mountain with Shaolin dísciple.

"Hold on."

A cold voice came.

Everyone hears the prestige.

On the roof of the Great Mountain Supreme Harmony Palace, I don't know when there is an old man with white beard and hair.

"Senior Yin!"

The abbot was surprised.

But Yin Huaiyu was disinclined to pay attention to the abbot.

He glanced at Ruyi coldly, and his eyes finally fell on Zhenxing.

"Trifling Grade 2 warriors also dare to be on my Wudang Mountain?"

"Ruyi is it."

"You deserve to be called as well."

A genius?"

Chapter 23 is indecisive, find Lin Chuan

Faced with Shaolin Temple’s provocation, Wudang Sect can only be a coward.

It's not that Wudang Sect doesn't want to fight for their own Sect, but they really can't come up with the genius dísciple that can cope with Ruyi.

Wang Che, the best aptitude originally, turned to Demon Sect, and eventually body dies and Dao disappears.

But even if he is alive, he is still rubbish compared to Ruyi, the god-defying Demon Monk.

It can be said that Ruyi is a super genius who has achieved Grade 2 at the age of fifteen. It is definitely a rare treasure.

No wonder Shaolin Temple has such confidence!

Just when Shaolin Temple was triumphant.

Yin Huaiyu jumped out.

His words revived Wudang dísciple's confidence.

It also made Shaolin Temple triumphantly reduced by half.

With the identity of Yin Huaiyu Grade 1 powerhouse, what he said has enough weight.

"If the talented youngster mentioned by the senior can suppress the wish."

"This poor monk will return to Shaolin immediately and organize an exorcism meeting!"

Authenticity sneered.

He has absolute confidence in Ruyi.

At least in his view of the world, there is almost no such thing as a Grade 2 advanced martial artist at the age of fifteen.

Even Zhang Sanfeng has never achieved this level at his age.

It can be said that the wishful aptitude is definitely the ceiling of the warrior.

Absolutely impossible someone surpassed him.

But he also has a little anxiety in his heart.

That is Yin Huaiyu's guarantee.

This Yin Huaiyu is not any cat or dog from Wudang Sect.

It is the descendant of Wudang Seven Heroes.

Thirty years ago in the battle between good and evil, Wudang Sect expert was the only surviving expert.

Both qualifications and strength are sufficiently impressive.

Such a highly respected senior will never make fun of his reputation for a while.

Maybe, there really is a genius in Wudang Sect.

"I have to guard against it!"

Truth whispered to himself.

At this moment, Ruyi, who had never spoken, suddenly took a step forward.

Put your hands together, lift your chin slightly and looked towards Yin Huaiyu.

The smile raised at the corner of his mouth is extremely evil, even men will be addicted to his smile.

As if this Little Monk is born with charming bones.

"The genius mentioned by Senior Yin seems to have the value of making Ruyi fight."

"I hope he can let the little monk happily use his fist as the senior said!"

Ruyi's face showed expectation.

Although in the eyes of many people, this remark is too arrogant.

However, among the younger generation's dísciple, the fundamentally impossible exists in his opponents.

Thinking about it this way, for Ruyi, Invincible is very lonely.

It is precisely because of this that he hopes to meet an opponent who can give him a punch.

"hehe."

"Little Monk, you are crazy."

Yin Huaiyu laughed on his back.

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Yin Huaiyu is lightly snorted, disdainfully said:

"Remember the words of the old man, there is still a mountain high."

"I hope when the time comes don't Just cry!"

After that, Yin Huaiyu tapped his foot, controlling space and go.

"Let's go too!"

Truly twitched his lips, with a look of dissatisfaction.

Return to the house to rest with Shaolin dísciple.

The abbot and Sect Elder also drove Wudang dísciple to cultivated.

The group of Wudang leaders who are left are embarrassed, they are completely confused about whether the genius that Yin Huaiyu said is true or false.

If Wudang really has such a genius, why hasn't they had any news for so many years?

"Perhaps it was the dísciple that Senior Yin secretly collected."

"Anyway, Senior Yin finally saved Wudang Sect a little face."

"The only thing we can do is to pray that the genius can really defeat Ruyi."

"Although it's a bit hanging."

The abbot gave a wry smile, even he didn't believe it. There are people in this world who can surpass Ruyi in aptitude.

After all, the fifteen-year-old Grade 2 advanced martial artist, such an aptitude is too bad!

On the other side.