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Chapter 250 Zhang Ziyu's power

Uncle Jiu directly passed the blame, and everyone was fooled. The people who came to Maoshan this time were all people of the Zhan generation, and there were also two Lian Shen, and now they actually handed over the power of the team to a disciple of the Zhan generation.

?

Zhan Xing and Zhang Zhan subconsciously looked at Shi Jian. Unexpectedly, Shi Jian was indifferent and expressionless.

But isn't it acquiescing to have no expression at this time? So what's going on in Maoshan?

Everyone looked at each other in confusion. As an outsider, it was difficult to speak. I wanted to ask, but I didn't know where to start.

We are all of the same sect and have no grudges, so naturally it is not easy to inquire about other people's sect affairs.

But at this moment, there are always some people who have no vision and mutter: "Humph, why should he be in charge? My master is the senior brother."

This was just a complaint, very low-pitched, but except for the disciples of the generation who came with the master, everyone present heard this.

Everyone followed the sound and found that it was the young man next to Shi Jian, his disciple Shi Shaojian.

For a while, many people's expressions became subtle. It's hard for others to talk about this topic, but it's even more difficult for you, Maoshan, to bring it up.

Otherwise, there is internal discord and the sect is not united, which is something that will be embarrassing if not handled well.

Shi Shaojian panicked and wanted to explain.

"Pa"

Suddenly, a big ear scraper hit him, almost knocking Shi Shaojian to the ground, and one side of his face was already swollen.

The one who took action was none other than Shi Jian, who looked ashen.

"Shut up, are you talking here? Apologize to the chief nephew!"

"Teacher, master?"

When walking outside, Shi Shaojian always called Shi Jian Master. Now he was confused. He didn't expect that Shi Jian would hit him in full view of everyone.

However, he underestimated Shi Jian's importance on Maoshan's face and glared angrily: "Apologise!"

"I was wrong, chief."

Shi Shaojian had no choice but to apologize, a little hesitantly, but he also knew that he had said the wrong thing.

Zhang Ziyu's expression was already very calm, but he looked at this Shi Shaojian, narrowed his eyes slightly, and thought to himself: "This guy seems to have only reached the sixth level of qi training, and he can't do his soul leaving the body, right?"

Shi Shaojian was a waste, a bad teammate who couldn't afford to take care of him. He brought Shi Jian, the first monk of the Zhan generation in Maoshan, to ruin.

Now that Zhang Ziyu has become the chief, he must plan some things to prevent Maoshan from suffering such a big loss.

If Shi Shaojian has already done evil, then he has nothing to say and can only find ways to deal with Shi Shaojian. Punishment is inevitable, and Shi Jian must also be punished if he offends him.

Although he didn't want Maoshan's strength to be diminished, it was a bit overwhelming to ask Shi Jian to let the adulterer go for the sake of his face.

Fortunately, it hasn't happened yet, and there is still room for remedy.

Of course, now is not the right time to solve it.

"Uncles, don't worry. Although Ziyu is a disciple of the Zhizi generation, he is lucky enough to have some cultivation skills. As the chief of the Zhizi generation, he will not hold you back."

When Zhang Ziyu said this, his expression was indifferent, but his aura was exuding, and the Tai Chi figure was looming, and the pressure suddenly rose, completely suppressing the scene.

Refining God?!

No, no, is it just foundation building that has such a powerful momentum?

Everyone's eyes were full of shock, falling on Zhang Ziyu, with an unbelievable look on their face.

"My nephew's cultivation is really great."

Zhan Xing reacted, nodded and said.

"Senior Brother Shi, Senior Brother Lin, Maoshan is really lucky to have a disciple like Ziyu."

Zhang Zhanwu, the eldest disciple of Longhu Mountain, also praised aloud, with envy in his eyes. He glanced at his disciple and couldn't help but hate that iron cannot become steel.

My disciple has a good character, but his cultivation level is only at the ninth level of qi training. He doesn't know when he wants to break through to foundation building.

The two of them talked, and the matter just now was revealed. Uncle Jiu and Shi Jian's faces naturally became brighter because of Zhang Ziyu's appearance.

"Let's continue with the previous matter. Whether to go or not, he represents our Maoshan opinion."

It was Shi Jian who spoke. In fact, when he was asked by his master to let Zhang Ziyu, a junior disciple, make the decision regarding the Taiping Sect affairs, he was so arrogant that he could not be convinced.

But it is hard to disobey a master's order, and besides, this is not the intention of his master Han Qing alone. The remaining Han Shou and Han Xu all have the same intention. The three of them are the elders of Sangong, and they truly represent Maoshan.

Shi Jian could only obey orders, but as more and more new changes came from Maoshan, Shi Jian also had a deeper impression of Zhang Ziyu, a disciple.

Although he had never met him, it was not difficult for him to deduce from the talismans and sound transmission orders that he was an extremely talented person.

Now that we have met, there is another label in my heart, that is, he has grown up and is a master in a famous town.

"In that case, let's go inside first and continue talking."

Everyone entered the room, and Zhang Ziyu was qualified to sit down. Zhan Xing told Zhang Ziyu the situation, and then asked: "My nephew, if the ghosts and monsters here are not eliminated, something will happen."

When Zhang Ziyu thought about it, it was obvious that something was wrong. They were waiting for you in this place.

However, he also understood that this matter really had to be taken up. If there was danger, he had to find a way to eliminate it, and then deal with the Taiping Sect without delay.

"Uncle Zhanxing, what is this place like Fengmen Mountain and what's so strange about it?"

It is impossible for the people of the Taiping Sect to choose this place for no reason. If they can find some reasons, it will naturally be easier to deal with.

However, Zhang Ziyu's question made Zhan Xing feel quite distressed. He thought about it and said, "I'm not familiar with this place either. After asking around a lot, I only heard that there is another village in the mountains. It has closed doors and households. It's located in a strange place. It's missing."

The window has been abandoned many years ago, and there have been rumors that it is haunted. Even the villagers nearby do not dare to enter the mountain."

Zhan Xing paused and said, "I think the Feng Shui pattern here belongs to the land of Great Yin. I'm afraid there are evil formations among the ghosts, and it's also a place where ghosts are raised in peace."

This guess is reasonable. Zhang Ziyu nodded and thought: "In this case, we will attack together tomorrow, but our four factions are determined not to be separated."

The prerequisite for dealing with things like ghosts is not to be left alone. When you are alone, you must kneel down, and the gourd must be delivered. This is a wise saying.

Zhang Ziyu agreed, and the two refining gods on behalf of Maoshan also agreed to the matter. In addition, Master Yijie and Zhan Xing had intended to go in before, so Zhang Zhanwu naturally agreed.

After the discussion was finalized, everyone began to take turns to guard this strange change, and they all left the room where they were discussing, preparing to recharge their batteries.

"Senior Brother Shi"

Shi Shaojian wanted to avoid Zhang Ziyu, but Zhang Ziyu came over on his own initiative.

"First, Chief Junior Brother."

"Senior brother, don't be nervous, it's just a matter of getting to know each other."

Zhang Ziyu smiled, but Shi Jian didn't say much. Shi Shaojian reluctantly said: "Junior brother, I didn't mean it today. Your strength..."

Shi Shaojian was a little scared, because the strength shown by Zhang Ziyu was really terrifying. He was obviously a little younger than him, but he was so powerful. He was a smart man and knew who not to mess with.

Even if his father is Maoshan Zhan's senior brother.

"Ajian, let's go."

Shi Jian saw that Shi Shaojian was so miserable that he couldn't even talk to Zhang Ziyu, so he snorted coldly, and then led Shi Shaojian out of the door.

Maoshan has its own place for temporary rest, and Shi Jian wants to take Shi Shaojian there first.

"Ziyu, why are you interested in that nephew Shi?"

Taoist Master Qianhe and Uncle Jiu came over and asked curiously.

"It's nothing. I just feel that Senior Brother Shi looks a lot like Senior Uncle."

"You... Sigh, don't say too much, people talk too much."

There was no one around, so Zhang Ziyu said this, but he didn't expect that Uncle Lin and Uncle Qianhe seemed to know something.

Zhang Ziyu shook his head and did not ask further questions. He just said: "Master, I'm afraid that there will be some problems with the ghost tomorrow. You have to be careful. You have to be careful in your spiritual cultivation, especially Master Qianhe. Tomorrow you follow Lin

It’s good for my uncle, if he has a tougher life, then..."

Before Zhang Ziyu finished speaking, the faces of the two people opposite him turned dark.

One sentence offends two people, right? You brat.

When Zhang Ziyu saw that something was wrong, he ran away, his thoughts changing all over the place. When he saw Shi Jian this time, he had to plan something and make some calculations.

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