The Wudang Junior Master

Tianjin, Nadutong Company.

In the office, Xu Xiang, Xu Si and Xu San sat on the sofa, looking silently at the guy across from them who was slurping noodles.

On the other side, Feng Baobao was also eating a bucket of beef noodles with relish.

"Miss Bao, come, let's clink."

"Yeah, okay."

Ping!

The bottles collided, and Feng Baobao drank half of the white wine without changing her expression.

Xu San pushed up his glasses and couldn't help but ask, "Master Zhang, what exactly do you need us to help you with when you come to our company?"

That’s right, the person who was drinking with Feng Baobao was Zhang Wuling, who had kidnapped Xia Liuqing in the park last night.

Early this morning, Zhang Wuling dragged Xia Liuqing to Nadutong, confusing Xu Xiang and the others.

Zhang Wuling didn't say what he was here for, he just said he needed the company's help.

Then...this guy started to "bribe" Feng Baobao with delicious food, and the two foodies started eating.

Zhang Wuling put down the bottle and pointed with his fork at the unconscious Xia Liuqing in the corner. He said, "It's not convenient for me to stay in a hotel with this man, and I have to keep an eye on him. After thinking about it, I can't think of a better place than the company. So I wonder if it would be convenient to borrow your cell for me?"

Xu Xiang coughed twice and said, "This matter is simple, but does the Taoist really think that Quan Xing will hand over Tu Junfang for this reason?"

Zhang Wuling, holding his instant noodles, replied, "Don't worry, senior. Although the guys in Quanxing aren't good people, most of them care about their reputation. Xia Liuqing is quite senior in Quanxing. He has both reputation and strength... He's famous. Arresting him would be a slap in the face of Quanxing."

"As long as Quan Xing still has some dignity, no matter if they hand over Tu Junfang or not, they will not remain indifferent. As long as they make a move, I will counter it. After all, it is always easier and less laborious for others to make a move than for you to make a move yourself."

Xu Si, holding a cigarette in his mouth, didn't know what he was thinking when he heard this. He touched his chin and agreed, "That makes sense. That makes a lot of sense."

Xu Xiang ignored his son and said, "But if Quan Xing handed over Tu Junfang, they would still lose face, and it doesn't seem to be of any benefit to them."

"So," Zhang Wuling grinned, "their best solution is to let Tu Junfang step forward himself."

Don't be fooled by the fact that Quan Xing is unbridled and seems to have no rules. But in fact, any social group, even if there are no rules on the surface, will have underlying rules that everyone abides by and agrees on.

The name Quanxing itself embodies a sense of identity and belonging.

Regardless of whether this person does evil or not, at least those who join recognize the name "Quanxing".

Hearing this, Xu Xiang nodded and said, "In that case, Xu San and Xu Si, you should follow Master Zhang's instructions."

"Got it!"

Feng Baobao had just finished his noodles at this time, drank the rest of the wine in one breath, and burped.

"Hey, Miss Bao has a big appetite. I have some chicken legs here. Do you want some?"

Feng Baobao immediately raised her hand: "Yes!"

........

The land of Western Shu is full of high mountains and steep cliffs.

In an uninhabited lush forest, a few protruding rocks blocked the moonlight in the sky.

Swish swish!

A black shadow flew through the leaves and then landed silently in the forest.

The man was wearing a Taoist robe, with white hair and beard, and a pair of bright eyes. He was not as old as he looked.

The old Taoist priest glanced around and raised his hand to hit a rock in front of him on the left.

The energy surged, and the rock was instantly broken, with debris flying everywhere.

At the same time, two black shadows rushed out and pounced on the old Taoist priest.

Under the moonlight, the two dark shadows revealed their true appearance. They turned out to be a vicious wolf with wings on its back and a ferocious-looking wild boar.

The old Taoist priest snorted coldly: "Dirty thing."

The next second, golden fire surged out of the old Taoist priest's body and turned into a piece of clothing.

The strange pig wolf that pounced on him bumped into the fire clothes and immediately retreated in pain.

"Everyone thought Wudang was in decline, but they never imagined there would still be such a master."

A man walked out of the darkness, surrounded by a dark evil aura. His slightly plump figure and bald head were very eye-catching.

This man was not a monk. Instead, he wore a wide gray robe with his chest open. He had a tattoo on the left side of his face that looked like wings, which was quite strange.

"My name is Zhu Tan. The Taoist priest has been chasing me for so long, so I might as well introduce myself."

The old Taoist priest's golden fire robe was blazing as he slowly stepped forward: "Wudang Wu Daosheng, I have been ordered to ask you to return to the mountain."

"Please?" Zhu Tan laughed. "You want to capture and kill me, right? You guys are still so righteous and awe-inspiring. It's disgusting."

Wu Daosheng did not answer, nor did he get angry about this.

Seeing this, Zhu Tan knew that the old Taoist in front of him was probably not the type who liked to talk, so he curled his lips in boredom.

The fact that Wudang could send people to chase him to Sichuan was beyond Zhu Tan's expectation.

After he sneaked into Wudang, all his actions were very efficient and he should not have left any major evidence.

Logically speaking, trying to find yourself in the vast ocean of the world is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Therefore, Zhu Tan originally wanted to see Wudang's joke and see how they wanted to take revenge but failed.

But who knew that he still underestimated the heritage of Wudang as a place with thousands of years of Taoist heritage.

Maybe Wudang doesn’t have a figure like the old Taoist priest to take charge, but the low upper limit does not mean that the lower limit will be very low.

Just like Wu Daosheng in front of him, Zhu Tan had never heard of such a person before. Guo Xiu, whom he met in Wudang before, at least had the title of Zhou Meng's disciple.

This is the troublesome thing about Buddhism and Taoism, because you never know whether there are any very powerful hermits among them.

Even though Wudang can only show off a few big cats, both Zhou Meng and Taoist Yunlong have fellow disciples and even senior uncles.

Do you really think that a big sect can be passed down for hundreds or even thousands of years without a few pillars?

Including the Tianshi Mansion, even if the old Tianshi ascended to heaven now, the Tianshi Mansion would not collapse.

Zhu Tan could only curse his bad luck. He had never expected that his whereabouts could be tracked down so easily.

"Old Taoist priest, don't blame me for not warning you. If you get any closer, it will be very dangerous!"

Wu Daosheng looked at the ground and saw that the original mountain forest and land had turned into a black swamp.

Plop, plop!

Dozens of long black spikes emerged and pierced Wu Daosheng's body.

However, Zhu Tan's pupils tightened, he looked up, and at the same time raised his arms and hit towards the sky.

boom!

The air waves were rippling, Wu Daosheng was covered in golden fire, and he punched Zhu Tan so hard that his body trembled and the ground beneath his feet cracked.

Zhu Tan gritted his teeth, shocked. The opponent's speed was beyond imagination, and he could even leave an afterimage on the spot.

And this punch... was too heavy!

"Hah!" Zhu Tan shouted, and the wolf demon transformed from the three corpses pounced over, with its claws bringing up wind blades.

Wu Daosheng twisted around and kicked, hitting Zhu Tan's neck, then he did a mid-air bridge to avoid the wind blade.

After landing, Wu Daosheng's fist intent was surging, and he punched again with a powerful and vigorous momentum.

Zhu Tan steadied his body, crossed his arms in front of his chest, his eyes flashed with ferocity, he groaned, gathered up his strength, and sent out both palms, like a whirlwind, colliding with Wu Daosheng's fist.

However, at the moment when the fists and palms collided, Wu Daosheng, like a swimming dragon, actually rushed forward, stretched out his right hand like a dragon claw, and grabbed Zhu Tan's chest.

Click!

With just one move, the terrifying finger force pierced through Zhu Tan's flesh and bones. If he had not attracted the pig demon to rescue him and took the opportunity to retreat, he would have been left with a large piece of flesh and blood.

The pig demon turned into a pool of black mud, swallowed up Wu Daosheng, and left Zhu Tan with a chance to breathe.

Looking at the wound on his chest, Zhu Tan's face was gloomy. He didn't expect that he would fall into a disadvantage in such a short time.

The Taoist priests of Wudang practiced alchemy internally and strengthened their physical fitness externally, and were famous throughout the world for their Wudang skills.

If we talk about martial arts fighting, the now famous Tianshi Mansion cannot compare to Wudang.

Well... Zhang Zhiwei is just too evil. He can become the best in the world just by mastering the Air-Splitting Palm.