"Boss is so powerful!" Min Ning'er sat on the ground and looked at Lin Zhiming, her eyes already shining.
At this time, Zhao Qingchen and Wang Gang had also arrived on the platform. They heard the conversation between Lin Zhiming and the white-bearded Taoist priest from a long distance away. Now that they saw the mountain gate opening little by little, they naturally knew what had happened.
The two looked at each other and saw a hint of excitement in each other's eyes.
To be honest, they have been in the Public Relations Department for some years. The Public Relations Department is like a stepmother in the Dragon Clan. Not only do no one in the Dragon Clan look down on them, even the Jianghu sects, most of them regard them as...
When treated by neighborhood committees, they mediate conflicts between various sects, and are often used as a punching bag by both parties. In the end, both parties are happy, but they become depressed.
Originally, they were extremely nervous when facing a sect like Wudang Clan this time. They didn't expect that their director would make such a strong start. Although they didn't know what would happen next, no matter what,
This move brought out the anger that the public relations department had not had in so many years, and they were extremely excited.
All the gates of the Wudang Sect were opened, and Min Ning'er, who was originally sitting on the ground, stood up with all her strength.
"Let's go." Lin Zhiming said these two words with his hands behind his back, and then walked forward proudly.
Min Ning'er and others all followed Lin Zhiming. Min Ning'er also put her hands behind her back like Lin Zhiming, and then raised her head proudly, like a peacock.
Zhao Qingchen and Wang Gang were a little more reserved. After all, they had encountered many obstacles in the world. Now it was the first time they were so free and unrestrained. They were somewhat uncomfortable.
After passing through the mountain gate and walking a short road, the four of them finally arrived at the huge square of the Wudang Sect.
At the other end of the square is the grand hall of the Wudang Sect. There are many quaint houses around the hall. Looking at it from Lin Zhiming's perspective, it is almost impossible to take in all the buildings. From this, we can see that Wudang
How big is the pie!
At this time, there were thousands of people sitting cross-legged in the huge square of the Wudang Sect.
Each of these people were wearing Wudang sect robes, with futons under their bodies and whisks in their hands. They looked like they were meditating.
Meditation is a unique way of cultivating the body and mind of the Wudang Sect. The Wudang Sect pays attention to Taoism and nature, and comprehends the world, so they often need to meditate. The professional term is called entering concentration.
Entering concentration is a very mysterious thing. Some people regard it as sleeping, while others regard it as a means of communicating with heaven and earth.
The appearance of Lin Zhiming and others did not attract much attention because everyone had their eyes closed at this time.
Lin Zhiming looked at the main hall in front of him, his pupils narrowed slightly.
The main hall was magnified countless times in front of Lin Zhiming, and several people standing in front of the main hall became clearly visible.
Those people wore darker robes.
In the Wudang Sect, the darker the color, the higher the status. The Taoist robe of Wudang Sect leader Zhang Wuhan is almost pure black.
"Who is here!" An old Taoist priest standing at the door of the hall shouted when he saw Lin Zhiming and others.
His voice was full of energy, directly penetrating the hundreds of meters between him and Lin Zhiming, and exploded throughout the square.
At the same time, the Taoist priests in the square were affected by the sound and all opened their eyes.
Thousands of pairs of eyes looked at Lin Zhiming and others at the same time.
Such attention shocked Min Ning'er. She quickly hid behind Lin Zhiming and grabbed the corner of Lin Zhiming's clothes in fear.
Zhao Qingchen and Wang Gang were also startled by the sudden attention and took a small step back in unison.
At this moment, everyone in the square suddenly shouted in unison, "Who is coming?"
Thousands of mouths made sounds at the same time, and the sound waves rushed towards Lin Zhiming and others like real waves. Moreover, these thousands of sounds were not just simple shouts, they were more like some kind of moves that were activated by sounds.
Same.
Just like the Shaolin Temple’s unique lion roaring technique!
Zhao Qingchen and others could no longer bear the gazes of thousands of people. If the simultaneous shouting of thousands of people fell on them, even if it would not make them pee, it would still be enough to make their feet weak and unable to stand still.
You may even fall to the ground.
At this moment, Lin Zhiming's eyes flashed coldly.
"roll!"
Lin Zhiming scolded sternly.
His voice spurted out of his mouth like a sword, and then pierced directly into the wave of sound formed by the voices of thousands of people.
This sword suddenly exploded after piercing Yinlang, directly tearing Yinlang, who had gathered thousands of people, into countless pieces.
The voices of thousands of people suddenly shattered into countless fragments, and after these fragments entered the ears of Min Ning'er and others, they could no longer exert any pressure on them.
Buzz buzz!
The collision of the two sounds created a strange buzz in the Wudang Sect square, and the faces of the thousands of Taoist priests sitting on the ground changed.
They have never seen someone be able to tear the voices of thousands of them into pieces with just one word.
"Follow me." Lin Zhiming said and walked forward with his head held high.
Min Ning'er and others followed behind Lin Zhiming, their faces flushed.
Thousands of people around them all stood up and looked at Lin Zhiming and others, their eyes moving as they moved.
Min Ning'er has never seen such a battle. She was watched by thousands of people, as if she would be swallowed up by them at any time. However, Min Ning'er was not afraid at all, because in front of her was a person who could fight one against a thousand.
The invincible existence!
In the blink of an eye, Lin Zhiming and his three men came to the front of the hall.
The Taoist priests in front all looked at Lin Zhiming with solemn expressions. At this time, they already knew who the man in front of them was.
At this moment, a Taoist priest walked out of the hall.
This man looked to be in his fifties or sixties. He was wearing a darker robe than the others. His face was shiny and he looked very good.
"Who do I think it is? It turns out to be Lin Zhiming, the number one prodigy in our martial arts world, the director of the Public Relations Department!" The visitor looked at Lin Zhiming and said with a joking smile.
"Are you Chen Shiwu?" Lin Zhiming frowned and looked at the Taoist priest in front of him. This man looked very similar to Chen Shiwu who had participated in the Battle of the King before, but he looked much younger than Chen Shiwu, so that Lin Zhiming was not sure about him.
That's Chen Shiwu.
"It's hard for you to still remember me. I thought you had forgotten me because of your identity!" the other party replied.
Hearing the other party's affirmative answer, Lin Zhiming was slightly shocked.
Chen Shiwu looks nearly twenty years younger than the last time we saw him. Before, Chen Shiwu looked like an old man, but now, although he is old, he does not give people the feeling of being old.
When such a situation occurs, the only explanation is that one's own potential has been stimulated and the overall strength has been improved, which leads to a younger appearance.
This is common sense in the martial arts world. The stronger a person is, the greater the difference between appearance and age. Therefore, sometimes the most powerful people are not the old ones, but those who look older but do not look older.
people.
"I haven't seen you for a few months. I didn't expect that Daozhang Chen's martial arts would improve so much." Lin Zhiming said.
"No matter how much you improve, there is no comparison with you, Director Lin. I heard people say that you have reached the God of War level. There are only a few strong men under the age of thirty who are God of War level in the world. It's a pity... you
This is where my talent ends." Chen Shiwu said.
"Compared to talent, I would rather believe in hard work." Lin Zhiming said.
Chen Shiwu smiled and said, "Director Lin, I'm afraid no matter how hard you try, you can only be like this now. By the way, Director Lin, I dare to ask, why do you appear in my Wudang Sect?"
"I was entrusted by the senior leaders of the Dragon Clan to come to the Wudang Sect to mediate the conflict between your sect and the Imperial Master Bi Feiyun." Lin Zhiming said.
"Really? Then why didn't my Wudang sect receive any invitations?" Chen Shiwu asked with a frown.
"There is no need to submit a so-called greeting card when doing business for the Dragon Clan. Of course, if you really want it, then it doesn't matter if I write one to you now." Lin Zhiming said with a smile.
"You have already arrived at the door of my hall. If you write a greeting note again, it will have no meaning except humiliating my Wudang sect. Director Lin, after all, you are the director of the Public Relations Department and are responsible for maintaining the stability of the martial arts forest. You are so informal.
I'm afraid there's something wrong with breaking into the mountain gate that my Wudang sect has banned." Chen Shiwu said.
"Then you want to drive me away?" Lin Zhiming looked at Chen Shiwu with a half-smile and asked.
"Of course I don't dare to drive you away. In any case, you are also a second-level cadre of the Dragon Clan. However, I will protest to the Dragon Clan about this matter. I believe that the senior leaders of the Dragon Clan will definitely give us a reasonable explanation of the Wudang Clan.
." Chen Shiwu said.
"Since Daozhang Chen doesn't plan to drive me away, I think I can start performing my duties, right?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Excuse me." Chen Shiwu shook the whisk and said.
"May I ask Daozhang Chen, where are the Imperial Master Bi Feiyun and his disciple Li Jianguo?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"They? They are in the Sanqing Palace next door. I will send someone to bring them here. Director Lin, please wait with me in the Taixu Palace." Chen Shiwu said, turned and walked into the main hall behind him.
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"Let's go." Lin Zhiming said to the three men around him, and then walked into the hall.
Min Ning'er and others looked at each other and followed Lin Zhiming into the main hall.
There is a huge statue of God placed at the front of the hall. In front of the statue is a table with some tributes placed on it. Below are several futons. Chen Shiwu walked to the middle and sat down on a futon.
The Taoist priests sat next to Chen Shiwu.
"Aren't you leaders going to come forward in this matter?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"The leader is in retreat, and I will temporarily handle all matters within the sect," Chen Shiwu said.
"Retreat? It seems that your Wudang sect has had good luck recently, and everyone is making progress!" Lin Zhiming said with a smile.
Chen Shiwu smiled slightly and said, "Our Wudang sect is blessed by Sanqing Taoist Master, so we will naturally have luck bonus. If Director Lin also wants to have this luck, he can also join our Wudang sect. With Director Lin's strength, he can
I, the Wudang Sect, should be a Taoist boy guarding the mountain, so it’s not out of the question.”
Taoist boy guarding the mountain?
As soon as these words came out, many people present couldn't help laughing.