The four great masters of Liyang Jianghu.
Spear Immortal Wang Xiu, Sword God Li Chungang, Fengdu Green Robe and Talisman General Red Armor.
Among them, the Spear Immortal Wang Xiu was the grandmaster who was second only to Li Chungang in the limelight at that time.
He has a terrifying record of one man entering Beimang with one shot, staining three thousand miles with blood, and killing everyone in the Beimang rivers and lakes, and no one dares to call him a master.
It can be imagined that his martial arts cultivation has reached the pinnacle.
The forty-two marksmanship of the Wang family that he created himself was regarded as the supreme martial arts by the Beimang warriors at that time.
But there are only a few people who can fully understand Wang Xiu's marksmanship.
Duan Boer, one of the top ten demons in Beimang, Hui Hui, could create the mountain-breaking thunder spear that made everyone in the world fearful with just a hint of spear spirit from the Spear Immortal Wang Xiu.
Think of this.
Wang Zhonglou looked at Wu Changqing with very hot eyes.
If he were only three years old, he would be able to learn some of the essence of Wang Xiu's spear skills.
In the future, this child will be an unshakable giant mountain above the world!
Wang Zhonglou seemed to have seen Wu Changqing's future.
At the same time, he also began to think about whether he could accept Wu Changqing as his close disciple.
Today's Wudang Mountain in Liyang is in a very embarrassing situation.
With the support of the Liyang royal family, Longhu Mountain became increasingly prosperous and became known as the ancestral home of Taoism.
And Wudang Mountain.
Living in a cold and bitter land in the north, there is little incense.
Nowadays, there are no outstanding disciples in the sect.
If Wu Changqing can be brought back to Wudang Mountain to train him carefully, Wudang Mountain may be able to prosper in the future.
Wang Zhonglou, who became more and more excited the more he thought about it, immediately turned to look at Xu Xiao.
There was a smile on his face, even a hint of flattery.
"Your Majesty..."
Wang Chonglou's conversation has just begun.
Chen Zhibao on the side interrupted Wang Zhonglou's words with a cold snort.
Wang Zhonglou frowned and looked.
"If Master Wang is concerned about Chang Qing's talent."
"I advise you to give up this idea. Now I have Professor Chang Qing."
"His future achievements will at least not be worse than Gun Immortal Wang Xiu. There is no need to become a Taoist."
The moment Chen Zhibao saw Wang Zhonglou, he already knew what this veteran would think.
to be honest.
No one would be moved by Chang Qing's incredible talent after seeing it.
Just like when he first met Wu Changqing, after being amazed by Wu Changqing's talent, even though he was devoted to the military camp, he had to put aside his thoughts and carefully carve this piece of peerless jade.
Not to mention Wudang Mountain, which is now experiencing a decline in talent.
"General Chen, you probably have some ambiguities about Wudang Mountain and my Taoist sect."
"Wudang Mountain has developed for a thousand years, and the first person eight hundred years ago was also from our Wudang."
"If the young prince joins our Wudang, he does not need to abide by those old rules and commandments. I can also teach him the supreme mental method of our Wudang with full authority."
"May I ask General Chen, with your knowledge, can it be compared with Wudang, which has a history of thousands of years?"
Wang Zhonglou looked at Chen Zhibao with a cold expression and thought about today's dispute between the young princes.
If you don't show some details, it will be difficult to handle.
Wang Zhonglou, who has always been kind, began to use Wudang Mountain's thousand-year heritage to suppress Chen Zhibao.
He was completely determined to accept Wu Changqing as his disciple.
Xu Xiao sat aside and looked at Li Yishan.
Both of them saw the unconcealable smiles in each other's eyes.
Xu Xiao looked at Wang Chonglou, his thoughts changing.
Just like an old fox, he doesn't know what conspiracy he is plotting in his heart.
"Don't use your sect's background to pressure me. Be brave and work hard with your true abilities."
"Mr. Chen has long heard of Wang Zhenren's great achievement of cutting off the river with one finger."
"Today Mr. Chen is brave enough to ask Master Wang for advice!"
Chen Zhibao and Wang Zhonglou competed against each other.
In the case of Wu Changqing, he would not make any concessions.
"Then let's talk about one or two."
Wang Chonglou chuckled lightly, showing no fear at all.
Fuchen in his hand leaned on his arm, and stretched out his other hand alone.
There is a faint aura surrounding it.
Chen Zhibao snorted coldly and stretched out his hand.
He directly summoned the spear plum wine standing on the open space in the bamboo forest, penetrated the wall of the wooden house, and fell into his hands.
The two were at war with each other for a moment.
Wu Changqing in the bamboo forest seemed to feel something. He looked back, his eyes slightly condensed, and there were ripples in his eyes.
"The strong old Taoist priest, with just his sense of energy, actually managed to beat Brother Chen by a hair."
"But if we really want to fight, we can't judge by just relying on our strong internal strength."
He has the ability to communicate with heaven and earth.
Even through the wall of the wooden house, you can feel that there are two strong auras in the house, fighting.
The aura of one of them is obviously consistent with the way of heaven, and he is a member of the Tao sect.
With one glance, he could clearly see the strength and weakness of the two people's cultivation.
The old Taoist is at least a master of the Celestial Realm, and his internal strength is as strong as the sea and immeasurable.
Chen Zhibao still refers to the Xuan realm cultivation.
In terms of internal strength, he obviously lags behind his opponent by a long way.
But let’s talk about actual combat power.
Jianghu warriors, especially first-class masters like Chen Zhibao who have been on the battlefield for a long time, are much better than those in the three religions.
Wu Changqing looked at the two of them and was about to start a fight.
I became interested immediately.
In three years, this was the first time he saw the masters of this world fighting.
Be sure to take a look.
Inside the bamboo house.
If it weren't for the Northern Liang King Xu Xiao and the national master Li Yishan here.
Chen Zhibao and Wang Zhonglou had already started fighting.
The current stalemate between the two is just to take Xu Xiao's face into consideration, and at the same time, they are waiting for Xu Xiao to express his attitude.
"Hey, what is this?"
"Wudang and my Xu family are brothers at the feet of the Emperor."
"Zhibao, put your gun away and make amends with Master Wang."
A smile suddenly appeared on Xu Xiao's face, and she immediately spoke out to be the peacemaker.
The tense atmosphere in the field was immediately resolved.
"It's Chen who is in a weak mood and has offended the real person."
Chen Zhibao absolutely obeyed Xu Xiao's words.
He looked murderous a second ago, but now his expression softened and he said with his hands clasped in fists.
"Hey, it's okay. As a young man, it's normal to be a bit angry."
"But teaching students this kind of temperament is somewhat lacking."
"My lord, what do you think?"
Wang Zhonglou immediately smiled happily and cupped his hands.
However, he did not forget to criticize Chen Zhibao as unfit to teach Wu Changqing.
At the same time, he turned to look at Xu Xiao.
Now that the other party has expressed its attitude, the next step is to discuss the conditions in detail.
"Hey, where is the real person?"
"Zhi Bao is the number one in our army despite his strength."
"But when it comes to teaching the mind, Wudang Mountain, which is the pillar of the Taoist sect, is certainly not comparable to Zhibao."
"but……"
Xu Xiao first praised Wudang Mountain, but the next moment, his old fox nature was exposed.
Ready to go under the knife.
"The old Taoist also knows the stakes involved. Whatever the prince wants, just tell him."
Wang Zhonglou's smile slowly faded. Both of them were foxes for thousands of years, and they had something on each other's minds.
Everyone knows their roots.
"Help me refine a Hunyang Pill. If necessary, Wudang Mountain needs to do its part for Beiliang."
