The strongest college of the heavens

It's just that before they finished speaking, Uncle Jiu suddenly came to his senses, turned his gaze, and looked at Zhang Sanfeng in amazement.

"Your name is Zhang Sanfeng?"

"Zhang Sanfeng of the Wudang sect?"

"Is the hundred years you asked before true?"

"Have you lived from the Southern Song Dynasty to the present?"

The more Uncle Jiu asked, his voice became softer, his expression became more respectful, and his waist became more bent.

Chapter 66 Don't Disgrace Yourself

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

The Taoist priest with four eyes looked puzzled, and a pair of scrutinizing eyes sized up Zhang Sanfeng.

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

Isn't it called Zhang Sanfeng?

During the Southern Song Dynasty, a genius named Zhang Sanfeng indeed appeared in the cultivation world, who overwhelmed an era.

However, that was 700 years ago.

If Zhang Sanfeng lived through the Southern Song Dynasty, the Yuan Dynasty, and even the Ming Dynasty for a long time, he believed it.

But what time is it now?

Daming is dead.

The Ming Dynasty had a state of more than 270 years, and human life span is limited.

If the person standing in front of him is not a gray-haired old Taoist priest, but a ghost, or a zombie, it is acceptable to say that he was Zhang Sanfeng before his death.

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

Zhang Sanfeng lived for 700 years?

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

What's more, even if Zhang Sanfeng was really standing in front of him, his four-eyed Taoist priest would still be able to maintain his calmness, and he would never shrink back like his senior brother.

"Zhang Zhenren?"

Uncle Jiu didn't pay attention to his junior at all, and looked straight at Zhang Sanfeng.

Priest Simu didn't have contact with Shen Wen and his party, so he didn't know how powerful Shen Wen and his party were. After these few days of contact, he felt more and more that Shen Wen and his party were very mysterious.

Where did the iron rods for beating zombies, ring-head knives, electric chairs, electric shock devices, and all kinds of weird equipment come from?

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

Moreover, before Shen Wen and his party appeared, the martial arts experts he had seen were basically shot one by one.

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

Although he himself felt that it was absurd for Zhang Sanfeng to live in this era, Zhang Sanfeng gave him the feeling, that kind of bearing, which was far inferior to that of the head of the Maoshan School.

"The old man is Zhang Sanfeng, not the Zhang Sanfeng you think."

Zhang Sanfeng said helplessly.

Although he also left endless legends in this world, which made him a little happy, but this feeling of being misrecognized is really weird.

"Did you practice the method of reincarnation? Or the method of corpse transformation?"

From Zhang Sanfeng's words, Uncle Jiu sensed something unusual and looked forward to it.

Some living Buddhas practiced the law of reincarnation intensively, and some people with great perseverance set up shocking countermeasures after their death, hoping to live another life.

"The old man is a warrior."

Zhang Sanfeng smiled wryly, he felt great pressure.

He must study hard in the All Heavens Academy, otherwise, he will embarrass Zhang Sanfeng of the All Heavens and Myriad Realms.

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

If he was presenting some strong evidence, Uncle Jiu might just respect him like a god.

"boom!"

After Zhang Sanfeng finished speaking, he volleyed towards a boulder the size of a millstone three feet away, and pressed the wind with his palm, and the boulder burst into pieces.

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

Zhang Sanfeng explained.

"Master Zhang, Xiaodao has eyes but no pearls. The juniors admire you the most. You are a legend, and you are the light for the juniors to move forward."

"You must take the junior with you, the junior is willing to serve by your side."

The four-eyed Taoist priest who was originally calm was startled by the sudden loud noise. He looked at the boulder that was blown up, his pupils shrank suddenly, and then a thick fire flashed in his eyes, and then he rushed directly at Zhang Sanfeng In the past, with a flattering face, he wanted to hug Zhang Sanfeng's leg.

too strong!

He is different from Uncle Jiu. Uncle Jiu is stationed in Yizhuang all the year round. Unless the other Maoshan disciples encounter ghosts and zombies that cannot be solved, Uncle Jiu will leave Renjia Town to help.

He is different, he has driven corpses to travel north and south, has seen a lot, and has met many strange people and strange people.

However, compared with Zhang Sanfeng, they are not at the same level at all.

Zhang Sanfeng's light palm could turn a solid boulder the size of a millstone into powder, what would happen if it hit a person?

Moreover, is this the full strength of Zhang Sanfeng?

"Senior, you must take this junior with you."

Finding that Zhang Sanfeng hid him, the Taoist priest with four eyes rushed over again, pleading.

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 too similar to the Zhang Sanfeng they imagined.

If it weren't for the fact that the time span was too large, they probably wouldn't even doubt it.

"Master Zhang, do you want zombies too?"