The strongest middleman in the heavens

Chapter 184
Wudang Mountain, the back mountain.

The aura of heaven and earth skyrocketed within three days.

At the beginning, only a few people in this world were aware of the existence of aura, but after three days, even people who didn't know it could clearly perceive the changes between the heaven and the earth.

The aura revived, and all things began to compete frantically.

Zhang Chu’s eyes were closed tightly, and there was a faint layer of white mist covering his body.

When the first ray of light appeared in the sky, Zhang Chu's closed eyes slowly opened at this moment.

"Crackling!"

The moment he got up, all the bones in his body made a crisp sound at this moment.

The continuous practice for several days is catching up with the upsurge of the recovery of spiritual energy in the world. In just three days, Zhang Chu's strength has changed from a little boy who just started practicing martial arts, to
He has become a disciple who has been a beginner for many years.

Relying on the uniqueness of his skills, his real combat power is already comparable to the third-rate masters in the Jianghu.

"The plot of Yitian World has passed, and there is no need to join in the excitement. Otherwise, with my adventure, I can have a good time in this arena. It's a pity...

Zhang Wuji met all the adventures that this world should have, and Zhang Wuji pretended all the beauties that should be there. The beauties have already seen Zhang Wuji's coquettishness.

The world has just stabilized, and Daming is at its peak.

It's too difficult for me..."

Thinking of his adventures and the embarrassing period he was in now, Zhang Chu felt uneasy for a while, and the joy of just breaking through also faded.

"Zhang Chu, Zhang Chu!"

At this moment, a short and fat little Taoist priest was seen running towards him in the distance.

Soon, the little fat Taoist priest came to Zhang Chu, gasping for breath. After a long while, the little fat Taoist priest supported the stone, looked up at Zhang Chu,

"Hurry up, go back quickly, three days ago, the head of Emei Zhou sent an invitation to meet the ancestor, just now, the ancestor has already replied...

Today is the day when the head of Emei came to visit. Today's reception, because Senior Brother Lu went back to his hometown to visit relatives, so the matter of reception fell on us.

Go back and get ready! "

While panting for breath, the little fat man exhausted his energy before he finished speaking.

But Zhang Chu was slightly taken aback when he heard the little fat man's words, "The head of Emei, the head of Zhou? Little fat, are you talking about Zhou Zhiruo, the head of Zhou?"

"That's right, besides, besides, that Zhou's head, which Zhou's head..."

Xia Pang, who was panting, heard the words, gave Zhang Chu an angry look, and then continued to pant.

Zhang Chu, who was affirmed, couldn't help being stunned, and then he couldn't help echoing the plot about the world of Yitian, and the beautiful woman with an unsatisfactory ending.

"It's been three years since the end of Yitian's plot, yes, of course Zhou Zhiruo is still in charge..."

In the original book, after the death of Extinction, the high-level combat power of Emei has completely broken down. Later, if Zhou Zhiruo hadn't obtained the Nine Yin Manual, it would have saved the decline.

Maybe the Emei School is really going to wither completely.

Therefore, even if Zhou Zhiruo did a lot of absurd things later, Emei would never allow her to resign as the head of the sect, and Zhou Zhiruo would not give up on Emei either.

So she is naturally the head of the Emei School.

"Since we have come to this world, it would be nice to meet the legendary sister Zhiruo..."

Thinking in his heart, Zhang Chu pulled Xiaopang and was about to rush towards the front hall.

But at this moment, Xiaopang stopped him and said, "Wait, I haven't finished talking yet. Before that, you need to go to the Houshan Cemetery to clean up the senior brother, clean up!"

"Every morning, the dew will extinguish the incense in front of the stele, so every day, the senior brother will send someone to take care of it. Today is your turn. You just need to come back at noon, that's all!"

Xiaopang said still out of breath.

Hearing this, Zhang Chu couldn’t help being speechless for a while. He swept the grave of the elder brother. He naturally knew who the elder brother was doing, and there was no one else except Song Qingshu.

Three years ago, Song Qingshu repented on his deathbed, and Zhang Sanfeng made an exception and was reintroduced into Wudang.

Because he grew up watching him, so after returning, he still enjoys the reputation of the first disciple of the three generations.

In addition, Song Yuanqiao has been in seclusion all the year round, and the remaining seven heroes of Wudang also see their heads and tails all day long, so the trivial matters in the door are basically Yu Daiyan's perseverance.

Such trivial matters as cleaning the cemetery are basically the responsibility of the following disciples.

Half an hour later, Zhang Chu came to Houshan Cemetery with wine and meat, and Song Qingshu's tomb was in the innermost.

The tomb of Song Qingshu, Wudang's repentant disciple Song Qingshu, father, Song Yuanqiaoli!
Looking at the line of words engraved on the tombstone in front of him, Zhang Chu couldn't help sighing for a while, shook his head, picked up the wooden stick in his hand, and knocked off all the dew around him.

Afterwards, all the incense ashes from the next day were cleared away, and then the incense was re-burned and placed for eating.

After all this was done, Zhang Chu picked up a jug of old wine in the basket, and after opening it, he took a sip for himself before spilling a little on the ground.

Glancing at the still early sky in the distance, he sat down on the ground without being in a hurry.

"This aged wine is really good, Brother Song, although I have never met you before, but I have been in love with you for a long time, at any rate, you also had a great time,
Although you didn't make a name for yourself, you died like a wimp, and you're not as handsome as I am, and you don't have the cultivation qualifications of a genius like me, but I really envy you, Junior Brother,
Ugh……"

With a long sigh, Zhang Chu took another sip of wine, and then continued: "But I also look down on you, others think you are not as good as that scumbag Zhang Wuji,

I don't think so..."

After all, his body was still a little young. As he said that, Zhang Chu had gradually become drunk, and his voice was getting higher and higher. He didn’t notice that a group of people had appeared behind him at some point.

But the identities of this group of people are quite frightening, basically the entire Wudang high-level people are here.

The leader is Zhang Sanfeng, and next to Zhang Sanfeng are the remaining heroes of Wudang. In addition, standing next to Zhang Sanfeng are Zhang Wuji, Zhao Min, and Zhou Zhiruo.

In fact, this group of people has been here since Zhang Chu started talking.

Especially when seeing Zhang Chu drinking the wine for Song Qingshu by himself, Yu Daiyan was about to scold him, but was stopped by Zhang Sanfeng.

"Let's listen and see how these disciples comment on Qingshu..."

Hearing this, several people were silent.

When they heard Zhang Chu say that Zhang Wuji was a scumbag, everyone couldn't help but look weird, wondering what the scumbag meant.

At this time, only Zhang Chu’s voice sounded again.

(End of this chapter)