"Senior brother, what's wrong with you?"

The Taoist Master Simu looked puzzled, and his scrutinized eyes looked at Zhang Sanfeng.

He knows his senior brother very well. Although he looks serious on the surface, he is a very respectful person in his heart.

Isn’t it just called Zhang Sanfeng?

During the Southern Song Dynasty, a genius named Zhang Sanfeng did appear in the cultivation world, which suppressed an era.

However, that happened six or seven hundred years ago.

If Zhang Sanfeng survived the Southern Song Dynasty, the Yuan Dynasty, and even became active in the Ming Dynasty for a long time, he believed it.

But, when is it now?

The Ming Dynasty was destroyed.

The Ming Dynasty had a national reign of more than 270 years, and human life span was limited.

If the person standing in front of him was not a white-haired old Taoist priest, a ghost, or a zombie, he said that he was Zhang Sanfeng during his lifetime, Taoist priest Simu could accept it.

The old Taoist priest in front of him was obviously a living person.

Zhang Sanfeng lived six or seven hundred years?

It's just a Taoist priest who also named Zhang Sanfeng. If someone takes the Taoist name Yuanshi Tianzun, wouldn't he kneel down and worship the gods and come to the world?

What's more, even if Zhang Sanfeng is really standing in front of him, he can keep the calm he should be and will never be as timid as his senior brother.

"Zhang Zhenren?"

Uncle Jiu ignored his junior brother and looked straight at Zhang Sanfeng.

Taoist Simu did not contact Shen Wen and his group, and he didn't know how powerful Shen Wen and his group were. After these days of contact, he felt that Shen Wen and his group were very mysterious.

Where do all the iron rods, ring-headed knives, electric chairs, electric shocks, and all kinds of strange equipment come from?

Shen Wen and his group came empty-handed, and each of them seemed to have a big treasure on them, as if they could take out anything.

Moreover, before Shen Wen and his group appeared, the martial arts powerhouses he had met were basically shot one by one.

The appearance of Shen Wen and others completely broke this cognition.

Although he himself felt that Zhang Sanfeng lived to this era was a bit absurd, the feeling that Zhang Sanfeng gave him was far inferior to the head of the Maoshan Sect.

"The old Taoist is Zhang Sanfeng, not what you think is Zhang Sanfeng."

Zhang Sanfeng said helplessly.

Although he also left endless legends in this world, which made him a little happy, this misunderstood feeling really makes people feel a little weird.

"Have you practiced the method of reincarnation? Or the method of corpse transformation?"

Uncle Jiu felt abnormal from Zhang Sanfeng's words and was very excited.

Some living Buddhas practice the method of reincarnation and reincarnation, and some people with great perseverance set up shocking masters after their death, hoping to live for another lifetime.

"The old Taoist is a warrior."

Zhang Sanfeng smiled bitterly, and he felt great pressure.

He must study hard at Zhutian Academy, otherwise he would embarrass Zhang Sanfeng from all over the world.

He even suspected that he said he was Zhang Sanfeng in the zombie world and lived through the Southern Song Dynasty, Yuan Dynasty, Ming Dynasty, and Qing Dynasty. After five dynasties, he still lived until now. He felt that Uncle Jiu might believe it.

If he was bringing out some powerful evidence, Uncle Jiu might directly respect him like a god.

"boom!"

After Zhang Sanfeng finished speaking, he thrust into the air towards a huge rock the size of a millstone three meters away. He pressed his palms with a slight pressure, and the huge rock exploded and shattered.

"This is martial arts, I am not the Zhang Sanfeng you know."

Zhang Sanfeng explained.

"Zhang Zhenren, the path has four eyes and no beads. The one I admire most is you. You are a legend, and you are the light of the younger generation."

"You must bring your younger generations, who are willing to serve you."

The four-eyed Taoist priest, who was originally calm, was startled by the sudden loud noise. His eyes looked at the blown rock. His pupils suddenly shrank, and then his eyes flashed with a strong heat. Then he rushed towards Zhang Sanfeng, with a flattering look on his face, and wanted to hug one of Zhang Sanfeng's legs.

Too strong!

He is different from Uncle Jiu. Uncle Jiu stays in Yizhuang for many years. Uncle Jiu will leave Renjia Town and go to help unless other disciples of Maoshan sect encounter unsolvable ghosts and zombies.

He is different. He drove the corpses around the world, was knowledgeable, and had seen many strange people.

However, compared with Zhang Sanfeng, it is completely different from the same level.

Zhang Sanfeng's palm was so light that he could make solid rocks the size of a millstone into powder. What would happen if he hit someone?

Moreover, is this Zhang Sanfeng’s full strength?

"Senior, you must bring your juniors."

When he found that Zhang Sanfeng had avoided him, Taoist Simu pounced over again and begged.

This thigh is too thick.

He finally understood why his senior brother suspected that the old Taoist priest in front of him was the legendary Zhang Sanfeng, because the demeanor and strength shown by the other party were very similar to the Zhang Sanfeng they imagined.

If they hadn't considered that the time span was too large, they would probably not even doubt it.

"Zhang Zhenren, do you want zombies too?"

"On the way to drive the corpse, I found more than a dozen zombies."

"In addition to zombies, does Zhang Zhenren also want ghosts?"

"There are three wandering ghosts in the woods outside the town."

"I also found a gorilla on that mountain, and he already has spirituality."

Taoist Simu worked hard to show himself.

If we know the nearby mountains, rivers and forests, Uncle Jiu is far from comparing with him.

He had to drive corpses all year round, but could not walk on the avenue, but could only walk on the small path. He had walked through the nearby mountains, rivers and forests, and he knew exactly where there were ghosts and zombies.

Yue Buqun, “········".

Didn’t you say there were only a few zombies?

Why did it become more than a dozen places when you arrived at Zhang Sanfeng? Or did you rush to tell the other party?

Moreover, besides zombies, why do ghosts and intelligent gorillas appear?

"If Zhenren Zhang didn't mind, my senior brothers and two were willing to help Zhenren Zhang catch all the evil zombies and ghosts nearby."

Unlike Taoist Simu who rushed over and hugged her thighs, Uncle Jiu, who was very proud, still couldn't let go of the reserve in his heart, but he also offered to help.

Huang Yaoshi, Tang Zichen and others, "·······".

Seeing Uncle Jiu who quickly changed into Taoist robe and ran back with magic weapons, and also rushed to the four-eyed Taoist Master who hurried back to Zhang Sanfeng, the eyes of the few people couldn't help but hop and felt their hearts twisted.

Is this the boss?

"Then I'll go one step first."

Zhang Sanfeng no longer worried about the authenticity of Zhang Sanfeng. He left directly with the joyful Zhang Cuishan, the Jiu Uncle on the left and the Taoist Simu.

"There is a zombie in these two places."

Taoist Master Simu suddenly thought of something, suddenly turned back, and whispered to Yue Buqun.

He Taoist Simu is a person who keeps his promises.

If you take the money, you will naturally have to do things.

After saying that, without waiting for Yue Buqun to reply, he quickly turned around and caught up with Zhang Sanfeng and others.

Yue Buqun, “·······".

Li Xunhuan, Tang Zichen and others, "·········".

Why can’t people treat each other equally?

Is Zhang Sanfeng amazing?

Even if it is really amazing, isn’t it okay to be amazing in a world?

Why do they feel awesome everywhere they go?
Chapter completed!