The spiritual energy of heaven and earth skyrocketed crazily within three days.
At the beginning, only a few people in the world were aware of the existence of spiritual energy, but after three days, even people who didn't know it could clearly feel the changes in the world.
The spiritual energy revives, and all things begin to compete crazily.
Zhang Chu's eyes were closed tightly, and there was a faint layer of white mist covering the surface of his body.
When the first ray of light appeared in the sky, Zhang Chu's closed eyes slowly opened at this moment.
"Crack!"
The moment he stood up, all the bones in his body made a crisp sound.
After practicing for several days in a row, Zhang Chu's strength has risen from a little Taoist boy who just started practicing martial arts in just three days, just in time for the revival of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
He has become a disciple who has been a disciple for many years.
Relying on the special skills, his true combat power is already comparable to the third-rate masters in the world.
"The plot of Yitian World has passed, and the excitement is gone. Otherwise, with my adventure, I can have a good time in this world. It's a pity...
Zhang Wuji has encountered all the adventures that this world should have, and all the beauties that should be in this world have been faked by Zhang Wuji. All the beauties have seen Zhang Wuji's coquettishness, some have gone far away, some have been injured,
The world has just stabilized, and the Ming Dynasty is at its peak.
It’s so hard for me…”
Thinking of his adventure and the embarrassing period he was in now, Zhang Chu felt a little angry, and the joy of his breakthrough also faded away.
"Zhang Chu, Zhang Chu!"
At this moment, a short and fat little Taoist priest was seen running over in the distance.
Soon, the little fat Taoist priest came to Zhang Chu, panting heavily. After a while, the little fat Taoist priest held on to the stone and raised his head to look at Zhang Chu.
"Hurry, go back quickly. Three days ago, Master Zhou of Emei sent a greeting invitation to meet the Patriarch. Just now, the Patriarch has replied...
Today is the day when the head of Emei City comes to visit us. Senior Brother Lu is back in his hometown to visit relatives, so the reception falls on us.
Go back and get ready!"
The little fat man panted and spent a lot of energy before he finished speaking.
When he heard what the little fat man said, Zhang Chu was slightly startled, "Master Emei, Master Zhou? Little Fatty, are you talking about Zhou Zhiruo, Master Zhou?"
"That's right, besides, besides, that Head Zhou, which other Head Zhou..."
Hearing this, Xia Pang, who was panting, rolled his eyes at Zhang Chu angrily, and then continued to pant.
Zhang Chu couldn't help but be stunned when he received the affirmation, and then his mind couldn't help but echo the plot about the world of Yitian, and the beautiful woman with an unsatisfactory ending.
"It's now three years after the plot of Yitian ended. That's right, of course Zhou Zhiruo is still the leader..."
In the original work, after the death of Ming Dynasty, Emei's high-level combat power completely fell apart. Later, if Zhou Zhiruo had not obtained the Nine Yin Manual, the decline could be restored.
Maybe the Emei Sect will really wither away completely.
Therefore, even if Zhou Zhiruo did many ridiculous things later, the people in Emei would never allow her to resign as the leader, and Zhou Zhiruo would not give up on Emei.
So she is naturally still the head of the Emei Sect.
"Now that I have come to this world, it would be good to meet the legendary sister Zhiruo..."
Thinking in his mind, Zhang Chu pulled Xiaopang and rushed towards the front hall.
But at this moment, Xiaopang grabbed him and said: "Wait a minute, I haven't finished speaking yet. Before that, you need to go to the Houshan Cemetery to clean up for Senior Brother, clean up!"
"Every morning, the dew will extinguish the incense in front of the stone monument, so every day, senior brother will send someone to take care of it. Today is your turn, you just need to rush back at noon, that's all!"
Xiaopang said still panting.
Hearing this, Zhang Chu could not help but be speechless for a while, and went to sweep the grave of his senior brother. He naturally knew who the senior brother was who did this, and there was no one else except Song Qingshu.
Three years ago, Song Qingshu repented before his death, and Zhang Sanfeng made an exception and was readmitted to Wudang.
Because he grew up watching him, after his return, he still enjoys the reputation of being the first disciple of the third generation.
In addition, Song Yuanqiao has been in seclusion all year round, and the other remaining Wudang Seven Heroes are also seeing dragons all day long, so now the trivial matters in the sect are basically due to Yu Daiyan's persistence.
Trivial matters such as cleaning the cemetery are basically the responsibility of the disciples below.
Half an hour later, Zhang Chu arrived at the Houshan Cemetery carrying wine, meat, and incense. Song Qingshu's tomb was at the very end.
The tomb of Wudang’s repentant disciple Song Qingshu, his father, Song Yuanqiao stands!
Looking at the words engraved on the tombstone in front of him, Zhang Chu couldn't help but sigh. While shaking his head, he picked up the wooden stick in his hand and knocked off all the dew around it.
Then all the incense ashes from the next day are removed, and then the incense is added again and placed for eating.
After doing all this, Zhang Chu picked up a pot of old wine in the basket. After opening it, he took a big sip of it for himself, and then sprinkled a little on the ground.
He glanced at the still early sky in the distance, and then sat down on the ground without being anxious.
"This adult wine is really good, Senior Brother Song. Although I have never met you, Junior Brother, I have been close to you for a long time. At any rate, you have also made a splash.
Although you haven't made a name for yourself, you're a coward, and you're not as handsome as me, and you don't have the talent to practice as a genius like me, but I really envy you, junior brother.
well……"
With a long sigh, Zhang Chu took another sip of wine, and then continued: "But I also look down on you. Others think you are not as good as Zhang Wuji, that scumbag.
I don’t think so…”
After all, his body was still a little young. As he spoke, Zhang Chu was gradually getting drunk and his voice was getting louder and louder. He didn't even notice that a group of people had appeared behind him at some point.
The identities of this group of people are quite scary. Basically, the entire Wudang top brass is here.
The leader is Zhang Sanfeng. Next to Zhang Sanfeng are the remaining heroes of Wudang. In addition, standing next to Zhang Sanfeng are Zhang Wuji, Zhao Min, and Zhou Zhiruo.
In fact, this group of people had already arrived when Zhang Chu started talking.
Especially when he saw Zhang Chu drinking the wine given to Song Qingshu, Yu Daiyan was about to scold him, but was stopped by Zhang Sanfeng.
"Let's listen and see what these disciples say about Qing Shu..."
Hearing this, several people fell silent.
When they heard Zhang Chu say that Zhang Wuji was a scumbag, everyone couldn't help but look weird, and they all wondered what this scumbag meant.