Chapter 2920 Who is that person? It only costs 998!

If it hadn't been for the appearance of Zheng Zibu, a disciple of the Qingzong of Maoshan during the Jiashen Rebellion, others would have thought that the Qingzong of Maoshan had cut off its inheritance during the turmoil in China.

"It doesn't matter. When Zheng Zibu's accident happened, the Qing Sect on Maoshan Mountain was not even born. I have been practicing Tongtian Lu for so many years, and no one from the Qing Sect on Maoshan Mountain came out to stop the retrieval. Even if the Qing Sect on Maoshan Mountain is not extinct, I'm afraid it will. It’s gone!”

Lu Jin waved his hands, with a look of sadness on his face, and the lenses of his glasses reflected the light. He recalled what happened decades ago, and his heart felt a little heavy. At that time, the alien world was chasing thirty-six thieves, and there was no one on Maoshan Mountain. The people of Qingzong came to rescue Zheng Zibu, but unlike Qingzong on Maoshan Mountain, Zhang Zhiwei and others from Longhu Mountain went down the mountain to take Zhang Huaiyi back to Longhu Mountain.

"It is impossible for Maoshan to die. Back then, someone from the Qing Sect on Maoshan brought the Shangqing Talisman back, opened the Shangqing Dharma Altar, and activated the Maoshan Cave Paradise, which was enough for the Qingzong on Maoshan to survive the catastrophe!"

Zhang Zhiwei shook his head repeatedly with a solemn expression. Lu Jin was from the Trinity Sect, not a Taoist sect, so he didn't know how powerful the Qing Sect on Maoshan Mountain was.

"Shangqing Talisman, cave heaven and blessed land?"

Lu Jin's old face showed some doubts. He was not clear about some of the secrets of Taoism. He turned to look at the old heavenly master Zhang Zhiwei, waiting for his explanation.

Zhang Zhiwei did not explain to Lu Jin that this period of history is the secret of Longhu Mountain. It was also the first time in Zhang Zhiwei's life that he tasted failure. He was even punished to face the wall for three years. Although he improved further afterwards, I still can't see the back of that man, and I can't guess his realm.

"Old Master, why do you attach so much importance to the Qing Sect on Maoshan Mountain?"

Lu Jin admires Zhang Zhiwei very much. This old heavenly master has never been defeated in his life. He is one of the top two heroes today. He can be said to be the most powerful existence in the alien world today. He doesn't understand why Zhang Zhiwei always treats Maoshan The Shangqing Sect was so afraid.

"You don't understand. I will only tell you one thing, and you will understand why Maoshan Sect is different!"

Zhang Zhiwei took a deep breath, and there were faint ripples in his peaceful eyes. The memory of the turmoil in China resurfaced again. He looked at Lu Jin and spoke slowly.

"Back then, Fuso's ninjas and onmyojis broke into the mainland of China. With the power of guns and cannons, they robbed many Taoist books of sects and aristocratic families. They committed all kinds of evil. Countless masters were dispatched to resist these ninjas and onmyojis, but they were defeated. Fuso's army used firearms to besiege, causing heavy casualties and all factions suffered heavy losses."

The old Heavenly Master's voice was ethereal, but also carried a bit of hatred and anger, which reminded Lu Jin of the scene back then. Back then, the Trinity Sect was still a small sect and did not have much fame, so it was not affected. , but many sects more powerful than the Trinity Sect disappeared in that catastrophe.

"Later, Fuso Ninja and Onmyoji turned their attention to the Taoist sect and targeted the Qingzong of Maoshan Mountain. They wanted to snatch the "Shangqing Great Cave Scripture" and Maoshan magic, and gathered hundreds of masters to attack Maoshan!"

Lu Jin's expression became much more solemn. He was very familiar with the strength of Fuso Ninja. He had participated in battles with ninjas back then and was deeply impressed by them. Ninjas were elusive, tolerant, ruthless, and used every possible means. He Many of his friends died at the hands of ninjas.

"With hundreds of ninjas and onmyoji, wouldn't the Qingzong of Maoshan be doomed?"

Lu Jin had a worried look on his face, interrupted the old Heavenly Master's words, and asked.

Zhang Zhiwei stood up, walked around the hall, walked to the door of the hall, looked up at the sky, with a faint look on his face, and said slowly.

"Contrary to what you think, the last thing Fuso Ninja and Onmyoji should do is to set their sights on Maoshan Kiyomizu, which brings them disaster!"

"These Fuso ninjas and onmyojis were wiped out before they could invade the Qingzong on Maoshan Mountain. After that, this person went to Fuso and wiped out all the ninjas and onmyojis in Fuso, causing the Fuso alien world to disappear. !”

"Eight years later, a crisis erupted at Mount Fuji in Fuso, which caused turmoil in Fuso's rear area and had no choice but to surrender. If the United States had not thrown a mushroom cloud at Fuso, Fuso would have almost perished!"

Zhang Zhiwei's expression was solemn and his eyes were full of admiration. He had been arrogant in his life and had never obeyed anyone, not even his master Zhang Jingqing, but he admired that person deeply.

"This kind of thing still happens. Who is that person?"

Lu Jin was extremely shocked, stood up from his seat suddenly, adjusted the glasses on his nose with his hand, and asked quickly.

"The Heavenly Master of the Qing Sect on Maoshan Mountain, Zhang Yunqing!"

Zhang Zhiwei slowly turned around, with an extremely complicated expression on his face. A light flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Lu Jin quietly and said a name.

"Zhang Yunqing? Why have I never heard of this name?"

A trace of doubt flashed across Lu Jin's eyebrows. He racked his brains and could not find any information related to this name in his memory.

"You don't know that he is normal. He was not active back then. He only made a few moves, but it shocked the entire Taoist sect!"

Zhang Zhiwei sighed. He may be the only person besides Maoshan Qingzong who still remembers this name. After all, so many years have passed, the older generation has passed away, and even the younger generation almost does not exist. .

"The only failure in my life was at his hands!"

A faint smile appeared on Zhang Zhiwei's face, remembering how unruly he was back then, when he challenged Zhang Yunqing over his own abilities and suffered the biggest failure in his life. It was also from that time that he learned that there are people outside the world, and there is a heaven outside the world.

Lu Jin was extremely moved. He had always thought that the old master had never been defeated in his life, but he did not expect that the old master had also failed. It was really incredible.

At the foot of Longhu Mountain, a man and a woman were walking on the stairs, looking around leisurely and admiring the scenery of Longhu Mountain.

"Grandpa, is this Longhu Mountain? What does the Tianshi Mansion look like? Are the Taoist priests of their sect very powerful?"

The girl has a beautiful appearance and a pair of bright big eyes, revealing endless curiosity and excitement. Her steps are light and her face is full of joy. She asked the young man beside her.

This man is handsome and heroic, and he looks to be only twenty years old at most, but his eyes are deep, containing the precipitation of years, revealing the weight of history, and giving him a sense of incomparable vicissitudes, which is in sharp contrast to his appearance, and he It's really hard to believe that he is the girl's great-grandfather.

"A Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain, his strength is so-so, but there is a man named Zhang Zhiwei who is not bad. He has reached the realm of a real Taoist eighty years ago. Even if the mainland of China is not conducive to practice, he should have made progress, not to mention him He also inherited the position of the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain and gained the power of the Heavenly Master. His cultivation level should have been further improved. However, it is a pity that now that the world has changed greatly and he is extremely knowledgeable, even if he has extraordinary qualifications, he has been affected by it. The limitations of heaven and earth make it difficult to break through the realm of real people!"

This man was none other than Zhang Yunqing. Now that Hong Kong Island had returned and his brothers and sisters had all passed away, he was so quiet and thoughtful that he took his great-granddaughter Zhang Xiaoyun back to the mainland of China to have a look.

Zhang Yunqing's mind merged into the void world, and he sensed the familiar energy in the Sanqing Hall. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, thinking of the unruly Tianshi disciple Zhang Zhiwei. He was also old and became the Dragon Tiger Mountain The Celestial Master is known as the number one master in the alien world.

Decades have passed. In these decades, Zhang Yunqing has experienced birth, old age, illness and death, love, hate and separation. His cultivation has progressed further, and he has entered the realm of refining the void and combining the Tao. The laws of heaven and earth change according to his thoughts, and the four seasons change. , the rotation of life and death, all in one thought. As long as he is willing, he can immediately turn this Dharma-ending era into a golden age of spiritual practice and usher in the revival of spiritual energy.

"Is it the realm of Taoist real people? That's awesome!"

Zhang Xiaoyun has been practicing since she was a child and has a deep understanding of Taoist practice. However, nowadays, the world has changed greatly, practitioners are restricted, and practice is extremely difficult. Few people can step into the realm of Taoist real people. Although she has good qualifications, she also Just in the realm of refining and transforming qi, you may not be able to step into the realm of Taoist real people in this life.

Zhang Yunqing smiled without saying anything, and took his great-granddaughter all the way up to the Tianshi Mansion. The Luotian Festival was currently being held at Longhu Mountain, so they were not restricted from entering.

"Zhang Zhiwei, an old friend came to visit!"

Zhang Yunqing stood on the square and spoke slowly, transmitting the sound from thousands of miles away. The sound was so secret that only Zhang Zhiwei could hear it.

"Hey, this guy is interesting. He only talks and doesn't speak. Could it be that he is mute!"

A girl saw Zhang Yunqing's movements and scratched her head. Her big eyes were full of doubts. She walked up to Zhang Yunqing, looked at Zhang Yunqing curiously, and said.

"The breath on your body smells very good and makes people feel very comfortable!"

The girl was wearing brown clothes, a little slovenly, and a baseball cap on her head. She came close to Zhang Yunqing, twitching her nose, sniffing like a puppy, with a faint smile on her face, and said happily.

Zhang Yunqing was stunned when he heard this, and looked at this girl. She had fair skin and beautiful appearance, but she looked a little cute, as if she was not thinking very well.

"Sister Bao'er, what are you doing? Come back quickly!"

At this time, another person came over, with an apologetic smile on his face, and stretched out his hand to hold the girl, giving people an unwelcome feeling, revealing hypocrisy and cunning.

"Baby Feng? Interesting!"

With a thought in his mind, Zhang Yunqing knew the identities of the two people. With a faint smile on his face, he said to Feng Baobao.

"You have a keen spiritual sense and a pure heart. You can actually detect the Taoist charm in me!"

"We are destined to meet each other. I have a magic weapon here. You can get it for only ninety-nine eight cents. If you are willing to buy it!"

Zhang Yunqing took out a string of hand beads from his sleeve. The texture was as delicate and as warm as jade. This was a string of Bodhi beads.

Feng Baobao's bright big eyes were flashing with heartbeat. He had no doubts about Zhang Yunqing's words and was about to spend money to buy this string of Bodhi beads.

"I bought it!"

When Zhang Chulan heard this, he quickly grabbed Feng Baobao and stopped him.

"Sister Bao'er, don't take it for granted. This is a liar. This is just an ordinary string of Bodhi beads. You don't need so much money at all!"

Feng Baobao glanced at Zhang Chulan doubtfully, seeming a little hesitant, then looked at Zhang Yunqing with cute eyes, and asked directly.

"Are you really lying to me?"

"Of course not. This string of Bodhi beads is a magical weapon of the Qing Sect of Maoshan Sang Shang. It has been refined and worshiped. It has endless magical uses. It can make people turn misfortune into good luck and adversity into good fortune. Don't miss it when you pass by. I just want to see it. You are destined to pay such a low price. If it were on Hong Kong Island, it would be worth a thousand dollars!"

When Feng Baobao heard what Zhang Yunqing said, his big eyes flashed with alarm. He nodded repeatedly, ignored Zhang Chulan's obstruction, bought the string of Bodhi beads, put it on his wrist, and said happily.

"Such a good baby only costs 998. It's really worth it!"

Zhang Chulan slapped her forehead helplessly, with a speechless look on her face. Sometimes Sister Baoer was horribly shrewd, but sometimes she was stupid, and she was cheated out of a thousand dollars.

"Sister Bao'er, this is just a string of ordinary bodhi beads, there is no need for ninety-nine-eight!"

"Besides, I have heard of Quanzhen, Wudang, and Longhu Mountain, but I have never heard of Maoshan Qingzong. He is a liar at first glance!"

Zhang Chulan sensed Zhang Yunqing's energy. It was ordinary. How could there be a real magic weapon? There was a somewhat angry expression on his face.

"No, his breath smells so good, he must not be a liar. This string of Bodhi beads must be a treasure. I got a big deal!"

"That's right, you look very smart, no one can deceive you!"

Zhang Yunqing had a bright smile on his face and complimented Feng Baobao.

When Feng Baobao heard this, he nodded repeatedly, feeling like he had met a close friend, and said proudly.

"That's right, they always say I'm a loser, but actually I'm not a loser at all. Most of the time I'm a quick-witted person!"

"You are so smart as a grandma, and you were defrauded of a thousand yuan just now!"

Zhang Chulan complained speechlessly when he heard this.

"You really don't know how to do it, and those who say you don't know how to do it are fools!"

Zhang Yunqing glanced at Zhang Chulan and said pointedly.

"That's right, Zhang Chulan is a melon boy and has a bad brain!"

Feng Baobao looked at Zhang Chulan with a disgusted look, expressed his deep agreement, and complained without hesitation.

Zhang Chulan sighed helplessly, feeling tired and not in love anymore. Just do whatever Feng Baobao loves!

At this moment, Zhang Zhiwei's figure appeared in the square, and he saw Zhang Yunqing, whose appearance had changed slightly, and his pupils tightened. Sure enough, it was him. I didn't expect to see him again after eighty years. He quickly bowed his head and said.

"Zhang Zhiwei, I have met Zhang Tianshi!"

Zhang Yunqing moved his eyes away from Feng Baobao and looked at Zhang Zhiwei, who had white beard and hair and a fairy-like spirit. His young face showed a majestic look of vicissitudes of life, and his eyes were indifferent and ruthless, like the way of heaven overlooking all living beings, unchanged from time immemorial. The voice was distant and ethereal.

"You are old, but you look a bit like your master!"

"Of course I am not as good as the Heavenly Master, and I have to experience life, old age, illness and death, but the Heavenly Master has not changed at all and is still the same as he was eighty years ago!"

Zhang Zhiwei released his spiritual thoughts and carefully sensed Zhang Yunqing's Qi. It was vast and profound, like the heaven, earth and universe, all-encompassing, making it difficult for people to fathom, and he couldn't help but sigh.

"Old Master!"

Zhang Chulan looked at the sudden appearance of Zhang Zhiwei in shock and exclaimed. He then looked at Zhang Yunqing again. Could it be that he had really misjudged him? This was a well-hidden master, and even the Heavenly Master respected him very much.

"Eighty years ago, wouldn't that mean that this was an immortal man with ageless appearance!"

Zhang Yunqing's eyes fluctuated slightly, as if he was aware of Zhang Chulan's complaints. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and a dangerous look flashed in his eyes as he said to him.

"Young man, I think you are going to have bad luck today and suffer a bloody disaster!"

As Zhang Yunqing said these words, a ray of bad luck fell from the sky and landed on Zhang Chulan's head, following his words.

"Heavenly Master, please!"

Zhang Zhiwei glanced at Feng Baobao and Zhang Chulan, and his eyes stayed for a moment on the string of bodhi beads on Feng Baobao's wrist. The clear light shone. It was a high-grade magic weapon, with countless talismans emerging from it, forming a restriction. This little girl was good luck.

Zhang Yunqing nodded, stepped forward, and disappeared into the square. Zhang Zhiwei and Zhang Xiaoyun also disappeared.

Zhang Chulan felt a little uneasy. He felt as if he had accidentally offended a big boss and called him a liar.

Zhang Chulan's eyes kept rolling. Since that person was not a liar, wouldn't it mean that this string of Bodhi beads might really be a treasure? He couldn't help turning his head to look at the cute Feng Baobao and said shamelessly.

"Sister Bao'er, let's do this. I'll give you a thousand yuan, and you can give me this string of Bodhi beads, so that you can make up for the loss of being deceived!"

"I'm not selling it, this is a treasure!"

Feng Baobao shook his head crazily and stared at Zhang Chulan with a vigilant look on his face. He determined that this string of Bodhi beads was a treasure. He had not been deceived and got a big deal.

"Two thousand, that's alright, right? Because of the deep relationship between us, I don't want you to be cheated!"

Zhang Chulan looked very affectionate and shamelessly wanted to trick Feng Baobao into giving her Bodhi beads.

"I won't sell it, no matter how much it costs. I think you have bad intentions, but I don't want to sell it!"

Feng Baobao, the bastard, was so determined that he was not moved at all. He allowed Zhang Chulan to raise the price but refused to transfer the Bodhi beads to Zhang Chulan.

"If you keep pestering me, I'll bury you!"

Feng Baobao became grumpy, his eyes flashed with danger, and he stared at Zhang Chulan, obviously impatient.

Zhang Chulan suddenly didn't dare to say anything. He didn't want to be buried alive by Feng Bao'er. Sister Bao'er was professional in this area. She would even calculate how much water should be added based on the soil quality to maximize the stickiness of the soil and better bind it. People are buried inside and cannot be broken free.

"If you don't sell it, you won't sell it. Why are you so cruel!"

Zhang Chulan was like a doormat, shrinking her body, muttering quietly, and followed Sister Baoer towards the outside of the square.

"oops!"

Suddenly, a banana peel appeared under Zhang Chulan's feet. He was unable to stand firmly and fell immediately, rolling down the stairs. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen from the fall, and his whole body ached.

"Who is this? You are so unqualified that you throw banana peels around. Come forward. If I don't beat you till your face turns red today, my surname will not be Zhang!"

Zhang Chulan stood up with a grin on his face, glared at the surroundings, and shouted loudly.

In an instant, four burly men walked out. They were all covered in sinewy flesh and exuded a strong aura. They stared at Zhang Chulan with unkind eyes.