Zhao Qingchan smiled and took out a token from his hand.

Next second.

These four third-generation Taoist priests twitched their mouths and bowed and said, "Have you seen... the uncle of the little master?"

"Well, don't give me a gift, Senior Brother Chongxu, Uncle Mu is on the mountain?"

"The head master was invited to Shaolin Temple. As for Master Mu, he should be drinking and playing chess with Lu Xiaofeng."

Zhao Qingchan was a little surprised. The more he didn't want to see some people, the more he could meet them. He could only nod and said, "Take me up the mountain, I'll send a letter to Uncle Mu and leave."

"Yes." The third generation of Wudang disciples guarding the gate responded.

They also suspected that Zhao Qingchan's identity was fake, but since he dared to meet the great elder of Wudang Taoist...

Tsk tsk.

If his identity is fake, no matter who this child is, he guarantees that he is standing up the mountain and rolling down the mountain.

Not to mention anything else.

Wudang Mu Dao Ren was the top five masters in the Ming Dynasty.

Is this combat power enough?

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Chapter completed!