"It turns out that it was because of decades of getting along day and night that we were able to do this thing that seemed to be unpredictable."
Senior Brother Fang Qianhe nodded clearly, "Such feelings really make me, a senior brother, a little envious."
The second world Dong Ying on the side glanced at the senior brother with an unclear look, then smiled and said nothing.
Soon, the projection of the golden light screen ended, and Zhang Zhiwei put his fingers into the large Taoist robe.
Everyone at the scene figured out the specific situation at this time.
"So, senior brother, you brought Chen Hongmao here because you want him to fake his death for the third child, right?"
Junior brother Tian Jinzhong sorted out his thoughts clearly.
"Yes, we must give an explanation to the world."
Zhang Zhiwei nodded, "This is very important, so don't blame me, senior brother, for speaking so harshly."
"Yes, it's such a big secret, so you have to keep it well no matter what."
Tian Jinzhong nodded in approval.
"Well, junior brother can always keep secrets."
Zhang Zhiwei's words may indicate something.
"Hahaha."
Tian Jinzhong smiled as if he didn't care and changed the subject, "Senior brother hasn't said the purpose of bringing Saint Wang back yet?"
"Sage Wang has reached the realm where he can easily change his appearance. He will turn into my appearance next and guard Longhu Mountain for me."
Zhang Zhiwei said, "This is also the reason why I brought Saint Wang back. Moreover, the Saint's martial arts realm has reached the point where he can see the gods and is indestructible, and has surpassed the realm of Gangqi. He is enough to control the situation and give you guidance."
"Senior brother, do you want Saint Wang to disguise himself as you..."
A guess suddenly appeared in Tian Jin's mind.
"Yes, I want to go down the mountain!"
Zhang Zhiwei looked serious, "I'm going to look for Huaiyi. There is news that he is still alive!"
"Huaiyi, surprisingly, is still alive!"
Tian Jinzhong's pupils suddenly dilated, as if he had thought of something.
"He is still alive now, but it's hard to say what will happen next."
Zhang Zhiwei recalled the content of the original work and said, "They have been hiding in Tibet all these years, and those people have not given up yet!"
"Why, why don't you let Huai Yi go!"
When his junior brother Tian Jinzhong heard that there were still people looking for Zhang Huaiyi, he couldn't control his emotions. He looked up to the sky and shouted, "What's so good about the Eight Wonders? This is the art of causing chaos. Why don't these people let him go? Why!" "
"So, I must find Huai Yi and bring him back!"
Zhang Zhiwei looked serious, "Next, I will also disguise myself. You must remember that my pseudonym is Zhang San. If there are any forces in the alien world asking you to deal with or investigate Zhang San in the near future, you should not participate."
"Okay, okay, okay!"
Tian Jinzhong shouted three good words in a row, "Since you have arrangements, senior brother, then go ahead. It's just one secret after another. Junior brother will keep it for you!"
"That's very good."
Zhang Zhiwei said coldly, "This time I go down the mountain, I will also find the people who were behind the scenes!"
"Yes, we must find them!"
Tian Jinzhong became emotional again, "Life has been worse than death for so many years. What I have lost, senior brother, you must help me find it back!"
"I will!"
Zhang Zhiwei nodded, then looked at Wang Yangming, "I will ask Saint Wang to guard Longhu Mountain for me for a while."
"My Taoist friends don't dare to give up when they need it."
Wang Yangming nodded, and then his body changed again. In a few breaths, his appearance turned into exactly the same as Zhang Zhiwei's, and even his figure was the same.
"good very good!"
Zhang Zhiwei smiled with satisfaction. He passed out the Qi seeds one by one with his fingers and injected it into Wang Yangming's body. "This is a Qi species. Fellow Taoist can use it to practice Qi. I must have Qi seeds in my body. Fellow Taoist acted." It will be more real."
"My benefactor, what about me?"
Chen Hongmao was a little moved when he saw that Wang Yangming had benefited.
"you also have."
Zhang Zhiwei naturally would not favor one thing over another, so he inserted another Qizhong into Chen Hongmao's body with a click of his finger.
"It turns out this is Qi."
Wang Yangming felt the faint golden light in his body and his eyes lit up, "Thank you, fellow Taoist."
Then his body changed back to his own appearance again, but it was not yet to the point where he needed to maintain Zhang Zhiwei's appearance.
"You are Welcome."
Zhang Zhiwei waved his hand and said to the eldest disciple Fang Qianhe, "Lao Yi, prepare for the funeral. I will instruct Wang Shengren on how to play me."
"Yes, Master!"
Fang Qianhe took the order and walked to Chen Hongmao, "Hongmao, let's go, let's go practice."
"drill?"
Chen Hongmao was stunned when he heard this, "No, I will directly act as a corpse. I just need to lie in the coffin and it will be over. Why do I need to rehearse?"
"Then will you play the corpse?"
Lee Seung-ho, the seventh child, asked.
"Yes, I once pretended to be dead to avoid a cellar soldier who captured me. I practiced this for two and a half years."
Chen Hongmao answered the questions honestly.
"Okay, after practicing for two and a half years, you must be very good at pretending to be dead."
Li Chenghao's smile was a bit malicious, "I won't even be able to wake up if I do this."
At the same time, several fellow apprentices were already walking up eagerly.
"You...what are you going to do?!"
Chen Hongmao noticed something was wrong, but he was already being picked up by several fellow apprentices.
"If you're to blame, blame the third one for showing off in front of us. You look so much like the third one."
These brothers were holding Chen Hongmao, and one of them, Li Chenghao, the seventh brother, asked Zhang Zhiwei, "Master, is there any conclusion on how to bury the third child's substitute this time?"
"You figure it out yourself."
Zhang Zhiwei looked at these disciples with a smile and gestured to help himself.
"OK!"
After receiving the approval, the seventh child, Li Chenghao, laughed sadly, "I have seen on TV that there is a custom of carrying coffins in Africa. This time our senior brothers from Longhu Mountain are going to give it a try!"
"Carry the coffin?!"
Chen Hongmao's heart skipped a beat when he heard this and realized something was wrong.
"Yes, you are lying in the coffin and we are carrying the coffin."
The other brothers also showed malicious smiles, "Don't worry, just treat it like going to an amusement park to ride a roller coaster, it's very exciting!"
"No!"
Chen Hongmao screamed, but to no avail, he was already being picked up by several fellow apprentices.
"These old kids."
Upon seeing this, Zhang Zhiwei shook his head and smiled, "Okay, you can just disperse."
"Yes, Master!"
"Let's go and carry the coffin for the third child."
Everyone at the scene laughed and dispersed, carrying Chen Hongmao and running outside.
The two female disciples also walked out with smiles on their faces, and the scene was very happy.
"It's great to be young!"
Seeing the disciples fighting and fighting, and the scenes of brothers and sisters respecting each other, Tian Jinzhong's eyes were a little nostalgic, "Senior brother, the relationship between us senior brothers back then was as harmonious as they are now."
