Chapter 148 You are quite sensible

The birthday banquet ended perfectly and everyone went back to their homes.

In fact, Zhang Yuzhu's power was a bit too strong. Just four hammer blows allowed the birthday banquet to proceed smoothly.

No one dares to prick anymore.

As for asking about Xie Xun’s whereabouts?

No one dared to ask, especially when looking at the two sledgehammers.

They are all afraid of walking in and going back lying down. Which of the five rivers and lakes are the top masters is proof of this.

When Master Miejie saw Zhang Yuzhu, he thought over and over again but still did not speak. The deterrent power of the hammer was too powerful.

After lingering in Wudang Mountain for a few more days, all the sects finally planned to go back.

At this time, it was Zhang Sanfeng who was sending off Zhang Yuzhu and Shaolin and other monks.

This time, Shaolin really suffered a loss. Not only did it not make Zhang Sanfeng look bad, but the only three masters of the empty generation were seriously injured.

Not only that, but he also has to take two plague gods back with him.

However, no one dared to say no.

Really, I don’t even want to escape the sea of ​​suffering!

Zhang Sanfeng will not be there to protect him on the rest of the journey.

"Zhenzhen Zhang, there is no need to see you off!"

At the foot of Wudang Mountain, Zhang Sanfeng was sending Zhang Yuzhu away from Wudang Mountain.

"Master Zhang, don't be too murderous!"

Zhang Sanfeng looked at the Shaolin monks who looked like bitter gourds and was holding back a smile.

He really didn't expect that Zhang Yuzhu had such a plan.

"Don't worry," Zhang Yuzhu nodded, "Aren't I worried about the safety of Sha Lin and others?"

"That's why I personally sent them back to Shaolin Temple!"

"Bon Voyage!"

Zhang Sanfeng and others went back directly, while master and disciple Zhang Yuzhu followed the Shaolin monks to the Shaolin Temple.

The few monks on the side had stinky faces, especially the two young bald men following them.

They dare to be angry but dare not speak out!

At this time, Zhang Yuzhu and Lin Shi were both wearing cassocks. If they didn't have the robes on their heads, they would be novice novices.

"Let's go, everyone, let's set off!"

A group of Shaolin monks carried three seriously injured old Shaolin monks and began to return to the Shaolin Temple.

"Host!"

"Let them follow!"

Kong Wen, a seriously injured old monk who was the master of Shaolin, said, "It's not safe for us to go back. With them following us, I think it will be much safer!"

"As for that, let's talk about it when we get to the temple!"

"Yes, host!"

Kong Wen had no choice. If the three of them were not injured, how could they let Zhang Yuzhu follow?

However, reality is stronger than people. This is the world of Yuan Dynasty. If they are injured, they will definitely attract the attention of some Yuan Ting masters.

When the time comes, they will forget about it if they die, but the ones they brought this time are all Shaolin elites. If they die here, Shaolin's inheritance may be broken.

As for the purpose of Zhang Yuzhu's visit, Kong Wenna also knew a little bit about it, they just wanted to see the martial arts in the Sutra Pavilion.

But, can he stop it?

At this time, Kong Wen's heart was full of bitterness.

The key is that Zhang Yuzhu's strength is too strong. Not to mention himself, even the three uncles from the back mountain of Shaolin can't do anything.

"Old monk, do you want to eat something?"

At this moment, a young bald man wearing a cassock came over. This person was Zhang Yuzhu.

"Donor, why do you need to humiliate me?"

"Humiliate you?"

Zhang Yuzhu took a bite of the lamb leg and said, "This is meat!"

"I don't believe you people can develop such powerful martial arts without eating meat!"

As soon as these words came out, Kong Wen immediately felt helpless.

"Look, it's because you don't eat meat that you can't practice martial arts well. Otherwise, how could you lose to me today?"

“What does this have to do with eating meat?”

The emptiness on the side couldn't bear it anymore.

"Where does the energy for your martial arts training come from?"

"Of course it comes from medicinal food!"

"Forehead!"

Zhang Yuzhu was speechless. He had forgotten that Shaolin Temple belonged to a wealthy family.

When they train their disciples, they all use medicinal food, and meat is dispensable.

“Is this the gap between rich and poor?”

Zhang Yuzhu couldn't help but fall into deep doubts.

He was a time traveler, and he was a time traveler with a plug-in, but he didn't expect this.

At the same time, he also felt inferior to his own ignorance.

"You guys are really a wealthy family!"

Zhang Yuzhu said for a long time, "When I get to Shaolin Temple, I will try some medicinal food and see how it goes!"

"Little Shitou, remember to remind me!"

"Yes, Master!"

"Master Zhang," Kong Wen looked at Zhang Yuzhu at the side, "your martial arts is already the best in the world, why do you need to stab me in the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple?"

"The best in the world?"

Zhang Yuzhu chuckled, "So what if you are the best in the world? How long can you live?"

"Don't think about it," Zhang Yuzhu looked at Kong Wen, "I'm going to book the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion in Shaolin Temple!"

"Unless the Shaolin Temple has a guardian as powerful as Zhang Sanfeng!"

"Otherwise, you can't stop me!"

"you"

Kongxing on the side suddenly felt helpless. How could he meet such a scoundrel and still have the best martial arts in the world?

"What's more, what if there is a protector like Zhang Sanfeng?"

Zhang Yuzhu chuckled and said, "Didn't I go into the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion in Wudang Mountain?"

"this"

Kong Wen on the side suddenly fell into silence.

Even Zhang Sanfeng couldn't refuse someone. How could he, a person with weaker martial arts skills than Zhang Sanfeng, refuse?

You know, Zhang Sanfeng is an innate master, but he is just an acquired master.

This is what Zhang Yuzhu just discovered. This generation of martial arts people are not good at it.

As the host of Shaolin, he is not an innate master.

Both Xuan Ming and Xuan Ming are innate masters.

This is called Zhang Yuzhu, which is quite puzzling.

"Little Shitou, business is coming!"

"Business coming?"

This sentence immediately stunned the people in Shaolin. Where did the business come from?

In this wilderness?

Soon, a group of people immediately surrounded the Shaolin monks. It was obvious at a glance that they were all masters.

"Thieves Bald, if you surrender to the imperial court, I can let you go, otherwise, just stay here!"
To be continued...