"Oh, it's not simple?"

Looking at the mysterious appearance of Taoist Chenghuan, the swordsman He Buming raised his eyebrows in cooperation and then asked.

"I dare to ask what did Junior Brother Chenghuan have to do?"

The two of them naturally attracted the attention of the two of them who didn't care much about this topic.

Wang Wu also thought that since his side and the others were idle, it would be better to just listen to it as a fun thing.

So, under the gaze of everyone, Taoist Chenghuan weighed the steamed bun in his hand and said with a smile.

"I can't see or hear, but I still have a few words about some hearsays."

"First of all, it is Wudang Mountain, the leader of our Qingcheng Sect. As a famous top mountain gate in the world, I think everyone here has heard of their kung fu. The swordsmanship is ethereal and continuous, and the pace is unpredictable. Among the 3,600 disciples in this world, one of them has practiced the Tai Chi Sword and Liangyi Sword from the Seven-Secret of Wudang to a nearly perfect level."

"In addition, there is one thing that has not spread in the world. That is, in February this year, this disciple broke through the shackles of top-notch warriors with his age of only 20,000 months and became the youngest top master in the world today. At the same time, he can also be called the first genius in the past century."

"His Taoist name is Zhongming, and his name is Shanju. If nothing unexpected happens, he will probably come to participate in this year's talent and point the best in the world, such as our younger generation."

Ah, it was that little Taoist priest. Listening to the introduction from Taoist Chenghuan, Wang Wu nodded secretly.

She knows each other.

Although at first, she only heard about this person from her master's mouth.

But then, when she was twelve years old, she was taken to Wudang Mountain by her master.

She did meet and discuss with this little Taoist boy named Zhongming.

The two of them were about the same age and status at that time.

So the normal match only had a draw, and no one beats anyone.

But in the end, Wang Wu was slightly better with a despicable means of stepping on his toes.

If she remembered correctly, the other party was still angry at her despicable fighting style at that time, and she was so angry that she was stuck in her cabin for three days.

Alas, now that I think about it, I can only say that boys of eleven or twelve years old are indeed relatively simple.

I don’t know how he is now, I must have forgotten what happened back then.

"A top 20-year-old master..."

Senior Sister Baihuagu, who was sitting next to Wang Wu, seemed to care more about this matter.

It is difficult to get started with the way of martial arts and even more difficult to master.

Starting from the fact that ordinary people cultivate the first internal energy, the narrow path of martial arts has been full of ups and downs.

Some people took ten years to enter the third level.

Some people have used it for another twenty years but have not seen first-class paths.

The future of being first-class is even more difficult and dangerous. Every step forward is like walking a path to heaven.

What's more, after you pass the first-class level, there is still a level of shackles before the top, which is the realm that truly separates the clouds.

Some people will never break through this restriction of heaven and earth on mortals throughout their entire lives.

Like those elders who rank low in major sects, they basically have no chance of breaking through.

First-class shackles are their end.

But some people can regard them as if nothing is present.

Therefore, at the age of twenty, I achieved a state of extreme strength.

This is simply a fantasy for ordinary people.

Moreover, the talent represented by it is enough to be shocking.

It is indeed not an exaggeration to say that it is the best in the past century.

It must be admitted that sometimes it is indeed unreasonable to encounter these things by nature.

Perhaps it is to break this fate that the horizontal external skills are practiced.

Let those who have no talent and adventure have a chance to break through to the top.

But how can ordinary people bear the most suffering of honing external skills?

Therefore, fewer martial artists who have reached the top of their skills will practice external skills than those who have practiced internal skills.

Most ordinary warriors do not have the qualifications to achieve success.

And I can't bear the pain and risks of external skills that are like my meridians breaking at all times, and it seems that I will die at any time.

Naturally, I could only stop for my whole life helplessly.

I was shocked to see everyone being heard by the news he released.

Taoist Chenghuan was also a little proud, and then chewed the steamed bun and continued to preach in a confused manner.

"Not only that, four of the seven top masters in Wudang Mountain will go to the Heroes Club this time. They will probably make big moves."

"In addition, there is Shaolin. They are not simple. They sent a disciple of the abbot. The little master of the shackles who had half his foot stepped out of the shackles and signed up for the Talent. They sent three monks from the utmost realm to the Heroes. Among them, there was even a bronze man who had already practiced the external skills of the Vajra Arhat to the utmost realm."

...

Taoist Chenghuan sat in his seat and talked endlessly, while the people on both sides were surprised to hear it.

Good guy, if it was really as he said, what kind of immortal scene would this martial arts conference be?

To be honest, this is really hard to imagine.

Even Chenghuan's two senior brothers didn't know that this kid had secretly inquired about so many rumors behind his back.

Wang Wu was also stunned when he heard this.

But she wasn't scared.

But she discovered that among the people mentioned by the Taoist priest, no matter how old they were.

She knew almost all of them at a young age.

What is this? Did the master take me to "cross" so many doors back then?

In the corner of the cabin, the young monk who was still hiding from Wang Wu also thought silently with a difficult expression.

Will you come too...

Thinking about this, the little monk closed his eyes again and chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice.

"The last one is the Beggars' Sect."

I don’t know which sect I mentioned, Taoist Chenghuan raised his head and took a sip of porridge, wiped his mouth, and pulled Wang Wu’s mind back in one sentence.

"I'll tell you first. The following news about the Beggars' Sect is the most unreliable. You just need to listen to it and don't take it seriously. But no matter how you say it, it is not completely untrue."

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother Chenghuan, what are you worried about? We can still blame you if you can. Just tell me."

"Yes, yes, just say it."

The disciples of the Ziyi Sect could already hear the joy at this time. They had never seen anyone talk about those romantic people in such detail, so how could they be willing to stop there?

Seeing this, Chenghuan smiled, not sure how many times it was to lift his neck and clear his throat.

"Okay, then I'll continue. It's strange to say that the Beggars' Sect is that no one of them participated in the Heroes' Sect this time. There was only one first-class disciple who had been confirmed to sign up for the Heroes' Sect. However, I heard from a Beggars' Sect disciple who helped me guide the way that they might have a top master who doesn't show up often to participate in the Heroes' Sect. And this top master will not be over twenty years old!"

After hearing the second half of Chenghuan's voice, the person at the table was immediately in anger.

"What!?"

"Another top master at the age of twenty!?"

"I'm afraid that the man is saying something big, right?"

"You can't believe it, you can't believe it."

"Hey, what's the use of you? We are still sitting in a junior sister of the Beggars' Sect, just ask her."

"Yes, yes, yes, my good junior sister, tell me quickly, is this true?"

"You Beggars' Sect really has a genius hidden?"

"How is he doing in life? Is he handsome? Is he tall? Do you have a female companion?"

I don’t know who started the first reason, but for a moment, a large wave of people gathered around Wang Wu.
Chapter completed!