The Wudang Junior Master

At night, the starry sky is like the sea.

In a sea of ​​sand in the Western Regions, there was a glow of fire among a few piles of rocks.

The masked man, covered in a robe, was stirring the fire with a stick and said to a bald monk in front of him:

"We suffered a huge loss this time. Feng Yishan, the Golden and Silver Ghost Po, the Grass Talisman God, and Cao Bu Tong are all dead. The strongholds and manpower deployed in Sichuan and Shu have been basically wiped out."

The monk's name was Wu Zang, and he was pretty. He just smiled faintly when he heard this: "It's a pity, but they died a worthy death."

Flying Master A said in a deep voice, "I don't think this kind of sacrifice is necessary! Grass Talisman God is such an idiot! If it weren't for him, we wouldn't have suffered such a huge loss!"

Master Wu Zang sat cross-legged and said with a smile, "Now that things have come to this, what's the point of scolding me?"

"I can't get over my anger without cursing!" Flying Master A said, "So many brothers, just gone like that..."

"Master Flying A, I didn't expect you to be so sentimental."

A joking voice was heard, and then a middle-aged man in a blue robe walked out from the shadows. He had a messy beard and a cynical look on his face. The strangest thing was that he was carrying a large gourd on his back.

Flying Master A muffledly said, "Queen Chen, you're late."

"Tsk, there's nothing I can do!" Queen Chen sat down by the fire. "As you know, the inspections have been strict lately, so I have to be more careful."

"You are so bold, yet you are afraid of these things?" Flying Master A teased.

Empress Chen sat cross-legged and said lazily, "Even if you are so audacious, you can't seek death. I haven't lived enough and I don't want to die."

After saying that, Queen Chen looked around, nudged the monk next to him, and asked, "Why, the old man hasn't come yet?"

"Not yet." Master Wu Zang smiled.

"Huh?" Queen Chen stroked his beard and pondered, "Could the old man be dead? Then should we split up right here and go find our own mothers?"

When Flying Master A heard this, he was about to say something, but the bonfire suddenly moved, and a figure walked out of the fire as the flames soared.

"Queen Chen, if you want to die, just tell me and I'll grant your wish."

Taoist Feng floated down from the fire and glared at Queen Chen with a calm but sharp look.

If Zhang Wuling were here at this time, he would find that Feng Laodao looked younger.

Facing the sharp gaze of Feng Laodao, Queen Chen still had that playful smile on her face.

"Oh, you are finally here, boy, I am worried about you."

"Forget it." Feng Laodao said calmly, "Bring the things."

Queen Chen raised her thumb and pointed at the gourd behind her. "It's here, intact, not a single one missing."

Feng Laodao nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, we can start our next plan now."

After saying this, Feng Laodao looked at the people present and said, "For the time being, we have to be quiet. It's best for you not to show up outside. This country...is no longer the same as it was during the Qing Dynasty."

"I understand." Master Wu Zang said.

"Okay, let's go." Taoist Feng said, turned around and walked towards the depths of the desert.

The few people quickly disappeared into the night, and the vast sea of ​​sand obscured the tiny traces of human beings.

........

Wudang Mountain.

Zhang Wuling sat on the Golden Summit and looked at the sea of ​​clouds, feeling bored.

Everything happened just as he had expected. After a thorough cleanup, the world was quiet for a whole month.

During this month, the strangers obeyed the law, behaved themselves at home, and did good deeds every day outside. They were just short of imitating Tu Ge and helping old ladies cross the street every day.

Shortly after Zhang Wuling returned to Wudang, Zhao Fangxu returned to Nadutong to deal with the aftermath.

In less than a week, the old Taoist priest and Mr. Tian returned to Longhu Mountain safely.

The most outrageous thing is that Mr. Tian’s broken limbs that had been broken for many years have been healed. Now he has all his hands and feet and can walk and jump.

As for how the disease was cured, neither of the two old men explained in detail, but Zhang Wuling could more or less guess what happened.

Did you see it?

It’s still the state that has to take action!

Of course, when the old Taoist priest and the others returned to the mountain, Zhang Lingyu had already gone down the mountain with his bag on his back.

This silly child even left a letter for the old Taoist priest. Every word in the letter came from the bottom of his heart and was deeply touching.

However, the old Taoist priest was not moved at all and just put the letter away.

After all, others may not know why Zhang Lingyu came down the mountain, but how could the old Taoist priest not know?

So, the old Taoist priest announced the news the next day, saying that Zhang Lingyu was expelled from the mountain gate.

But... not many people believe this.

After all, everyone knows that protecting one's disciples is a tradition in the Tianshi Mansion of Longhu Mountain.

Drive away the disciples?

You are making fun of a fool. Anyone who believes this is a fool!

Zhang Lingyu also sent a message to Zhang Wuling, saying that he had found Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao, which means that he is now in the North China region.

Apart from these things, there is nothing else major.

After all, the storm has not yet passed, and even if someone really has some ulterior motives, no one dares to go against the storm.

About two weeks later, Quan Xingjinfeng, Ding Shiman and Baron were released, but Xia Liuqing was not among them, and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive.

Speaking of it, Quan Xing was really badly hurt this time. Basically, few of those who were caught could get out again, and those who were released were basically not too bad.

It's funny to say that everyone said that Quan Xing was a troublemaker, but after this incident, none of the Quan Xing who were released said they were Quan Xing anymore, and they are all almost becoming five-star good citizens.

Every time he speaks, he talks about civilization, integrity, harmonious coexistence, etc., and his ideological awareness is very high.

See? They said it can’t be changed, but it can be changed!

Although Zhang Wuling is in the mountains, there are still many ways to obtain information.

Not to mention others, Xia He alone provided him with a lot of information and news.

Also, Xia He heard that the higher-ups had issued instructions to Zhao Fangxu and Nadutong, telling them to eliminate dangerous elements like Feng Yunshan and eliminate the destabilizing factors in society...

Zhang Wuling spends every day on the mountain, reading the news, chatting with people, and the rest of the time he practices martial arts and continues to comprehend the methods of prohibition.

Without Wang Zaiya, life in the mountains seemed much more boring.

By the way, Tu Junfang seems to be getting more and more comfortable in Wudang. He looks more like a Wudang disciple than him, and he just needs to wear a Taoist robe.

However, as the storm subsided and a month passed, Zhang Wuling estimated that some people with ulterior motives would no longer be able to hold back and would be ready to take action.

After all, now that Group A has disappeared, it is Zhao Fangxu's Nadutong who is handling matters in various places.

What does this mean?

It means they can be bolder.

After all, compared with the previous Group A, Zhao Fangxu's Nadutong is simply a white dove representing peace.

After this incident, everyone missed Mr. Zhao!

beep...

The phone rang. Zhang Wuling picked it up and saw that it was Wang Ye calling, so he answered it immediately.

"Oh, it's Xiao Wang too. Why did you think of calling me?"

"Huh? You said someone's targeting you?"

Zhang Wuling jumped up from the ground, extremely excited, and asked again.