From Jiu Shu's world

"Junior Brother Lin, there are so many secret techniques in Maoshan, what can you do?"

Maoshan not only has the righteous method of the Supreme Purity, but also has a lot of secret and miscellaneous methods. When Zhang Qingsong asked this question, he obviously wanted to see if Uncle Jiu could find a way to break the situation, so that these thousands of people would not interfere with everyone entering the imperial tomb.

However, Uncle Jiu had no choice. Seeing this, Li Feng shook his head and said, "Brother, according to me, it is enough for the eight of us to sneak in and attack Huanglong. I don't believe that the person behind that is a celestial master."

"Hmph, nonsense."

Zhang Qingsong snorted coldly, and said: "Even if he is not a celestial master, that person's cultivation is definitely not ordinary. If he succeeds in refining corpses, then Hanba is easy to deal with? Only when all factions work together can we have a chance Break the game."

Li Feng's expression froze, and he was speechless. It's hard to become a celestial master in this world. He didn't believe that person broke through to a celestial master.

When everyone was silent, Henry Zhang suddenly said: "If you want to go in, I have a way."

Chapter 579 Action

Henry Zhang’s words immediately attracted everyone’s attention, and Zhang Qingsong said: “What is the method of my nephew?”

Henry Zhangdao: "Gu."

Henry Zhang’s words made everyone a little surprised. Gu art has always been a trail, and they don’t know much about it, but Henry Zhang suddenly said that he would use Gu art to solve these thousands of people silently. Some do not believe it.

However, others don't know Henry Zhang's Gu technique cultivation, but Uncle Jiu knows it, and he came out to chime in and said: "Ah Xuan, he practiced the way of using Gu to train Qi."

Uncle Jiu's words made the suspicion in everyone's eyes recede a little. Since Henry Zhang masters Gu refining, I'm afraid it's a bit sure to mention these now.

Zhang Qingsong said: "Nephew, please tell me."

Henry Zhangdao: "I once practiced a kind of strange Gu, called sickness Gu, which can cure all kinds of diseases, but it can also absorb all kinds of diseases. When the sickness in it is released, it can fascinate thousands of people."

"Just relying on a Gu worm?"

Although Henry Zhang didn't seem to be lying, Li Feng still didn't believe it, and didn't know if it was due to his previous prejudice.

But at this time, Master Sanshen of Shangyuan Temple suddenly said: "If you don't believe it, you can try it. Why do you need to say more?"

Sanshen didn't talk much, but he hit the nail on the head and choked Li Feng half to death.

To try another method of refining xu for no reason, if you really think you have nine lives?

Li Feng is just used to being arrogant, and he was dismissed before the meeting, so he has been suspicious of Henry Zhang, or in his heart he still thinks that Henry Zhang is the next generation leader who Maoshan introduced to experience.

Zhang Qingsong was more objective. He looked at Uncle Jiu and asked, "Junior Brother Lin, what do you think?"

Uncle Jiu pondered for a while, and said: "If it is Ah Xuan's disease Gu, there is indeed such a possibility. It was born in the plague, developed in the plague, and saved countless people. The power is not small."

"Plague? Could it be that little friend Zhang Xuan is the golden toad fairy that the people of Xishan Plague said?"

Master Ci En suddenly asked Henry Zhang, with surprise in his eyes, and a little respect faintly.

Zhang Qingsong was suspicious, and asked: "Master Enci, what is this Jinchan fairy?"

Master Ci’en did not answer Zhang Qingsong immediately, looking at Henry Zhang, he had to wait for Henry Zhang’s answer first.

Seeing his persistence, Henry Zhang nodded and said: "I don't know if the master is talking about me, but during the plague period, I was indeed saving people and refining Gu in Xishan."

Master Ci'en laughed when he heard this, clasped his hands together, and made a Buddha's name.

"Amitabha, my little friend is too humble. The Golden Toad Immortal has entered countless dead towns to save people, and saved thousands of people from the plague. He is much more powerful than us old guys."

During the plague in Xishan, Ci'en went down the mountain to save people. Unfortunately, his medical skills were limited. Although many people were cured, more people died.

The plague was so fierce that he couldn't save so many people.

But later, things turned around. Those plague patients who had been driven to an independent town by the warlord for isolation were taken away.

The good thing is not one person, but the whole dead town. Everyone who survived spread the story of Jin Chanxian, saying that Jin Chanxian was a young man with a three-eyed golden toad.

It was passed on by everyone in this way, so that Ci'en remembered this person, and now he is finally on the same page with Henry Zhang.

Li Feng only felt his complexion faintly twitch. This Maoshan junior would not have offended him. Every time he questioned him a little, he would be slapped in the face, and he couldn't hold back his face.

And Zhang Qingsong couldn't help showing some admiration after hearing Ci'en's words, he said: "Nephew Zhang is kind-hearted and righteous, he is worthy of being a disciple of Maoshan."

There is no doubt about Henry Zhang's ability, Zhang Qingsong immediately said: "In this case, tomorrow's business is to be entrusted to Mr. Zhang, and now things can't be delayed."

In the imperial mausoleum, ghost energy and yin energy kept surging, and the dragon energy had completely occupied the imperial tomb. Everyone could see that this was a stormy trend.

If it weren't for the people from Maoshan not arriving yet, and Maoshan being the discoverer of this matter and a great practitioner, it was a great help, Zhang Qingsong would have wanted to force his way in to stop the man behind the scenes.

In the early morning of the next day, Jiafeng Restaurant was completely empty, practitioners from various sects left the capital separately, and went straight to the imperial mausoleum on the outskirts of the city.

The imperial mausoleum on the outskirts of the city was buried with the royal family of the Qing court. It was located in a low mountain with lush forests. It should have been an extremely clean and beautiful place, but right now it was filled with awe-inspiring atmosphere.

Thousands of Zhang Kang's subordinates surrounded the imperial mausoleum tightly, and the entire imperial mausoleum was even more gloomy, revealing a bit of depression.

Henry Zhang, Zhang Qingsong and others quietly arrived near the Huangling, and a group of people stood on the bank slope not far away. As far as their eyes could see, it was such a depressing scene.

"Roar"

Henry Zhangxiu was so powerful that he heard a few dragon chants and tragic neighing. This was the sound from the imperial mausoleum, and the dragon's energy was being swallowed.

Henry Zhang’s expression was not very good, and Zhang Qingsong and Uncle Jiu, who could hear the voice, did not look very good either. They all guessed that the Dragon Qi was being consumed.

Zhang Qingsong said: "Nephew Zhang, it's up to you now."

The monks, Taoist priests, and monks of various sects behind Henry Zhang were all looking at him, and there was no doubt that they were all extremely curious about what Henry Zhang was capable of.

Genius is always easy to become the center of people's heated discussions, not to mention that overnight, the matter that Henry Zhang is going to solve this warlord army today has spread, and these people are even more curious.

"Mu Qing, is this disciple of your Maoshan sect really so powerful? Such a young Lianxu is rare. To be honest, how old is he?"

A casual cultivator approached the people in Maoshan and asked in a low voice.

He has a good relationship with Taoist Mu Qing, so it doesn't matter if he asks.

When he asked this, the monks of the other sect next to him also listened with their ears, and they all wanted to know how much Henry Zhang was.

When Mu Qing heard others exaggerate so much, she felt that she was exaggerating herself. Although her cultivation was not good enough and she was ridiculed by Fatty Zheng all day long, her nephew was a rare genius in the world.

Exaggerating Xuan = boasting Maoshan = boasting oneself

The formula is correct, there is nothing wrong with that.

Mu Qing said: "I'm not young anymore, I'm 23 or 24, I can't remember."

Taoist Mu Qing had a funny personality, shook his head, sighed, and said, "Well, in the final analysis, it's us uncles who didn't take good care of him. He didn't go up the mountain until he was more than ten years old, which delayed his practice."

"Pooh"