"The boss is so mighty!" Min Ning'er sat on the ground, looking at Lin Zhiming's eyes that had already lit up.

At this time, Zhao Qingchen and Wang Gang had also come to the platform, they heard the conversation between Lin Zhiming and the white-bearded Taoist priest from a long distance, and now they saw the mountain gate open little by little, they naturally knew what was going on.

The two glanced at each other, and both saw a hint of excitement in each other's eyes.

To tell the truth, they have been in the public relations department for some years, and the public relations department in the dragon clan belongs to the kind raised by the queen, not only no one in the dragon clan looks up to them, even if it is the Jianghu sect, most of them are treated as neighborhood committees, they go to mediate the contradictions of the various sects, and they are often used as punching bags on both sides, and in the end, both sides are cool, but they are depressed.

Originally, this time in the face of such a big faction as the Wudang faction, they were extremely worried in their hearts, but they didn't expect that their director would open such a head so strongly, although they didn't know what would happen later, but no matter what, this head was a fire that the public relations department had not had for so many years, and they were extremely excited in their hearts.

The mountain gates of the Wudang faction were all opened, and Min Ning'er, who was originally sitting on the ground, also used all her strength to stand up at this time.

"Let's go. Lin Zhiming put his hands behind his back and said these two words, and then walked forward proudly.

Min Ning'er and the others all followed behind Lin Zhiming, and Min Ning'er also put her hands behind her like Lin Zhiming, and then raised her head arrogantly, as if she was a peacock.

Zhao Qingchen and Wang Gang were a little more restrained, after all, they had encountered walls too many times in the rivers and lakes, and now it was the first time they were so chic, and they were a little uncomfortable.

After passing through the mountain gate and walking a short road, the four of them finally came to the huge square of the Wudang Sect.

At the other end of the square, there is the magnificent hall of the Wudang faction, and there are many quaint houses around the main hall.

At this time, there were thousands of people sitting cross-legged in the huge square of the Wudang Sect.

Each of these people was wearing a Wu-Tang Sect robe, with a futon under them, and a whisk in their hands, looking as if they were meditating.

Meditation is a unique way of cultivating the body and mind of the Wudang School, and the Wudang School pays attention to the Tao and nature, and perceives the heaven and the earth, so they often need to meditate, and the professional point is called meditation.

This kind of thing is very mysterious, some people regard it as sleeping, and some people use it as a means of communicating with the world.

The appearance of Lin Zhiming and the others did not attract much attention, because everyone had their eyes closed at this time.

Lin Zhiming looked at the hall in front of him, his pupils shrank slightly.

In this way, the main hall was magnified countless times in front of Lin Zhiming, and the few people standing in front of the main hall also became clearly visible.

The men were wearing darker robes.

In the Wudang faction, the darker the color, the higher the status, and the Taoist robe of Zhang Wuregret, the head of the Wudang faction, is almost pure black.

"Who is coming!" An old Taoist priest standing at the door of the main hall saw Lin Zhiming and the others, and opened his mouth to scold.

His voice was full of anger, directly penetrating the distance of hundreds of meters between him and Lin Zhiming, and exploded throughout the square.

At the same time, the Taoist priests in the square were affected by this sound and all opened their eyes.

Thousands of pairs of eyes were staring at Lin Zhiming and the others at the same time.

Such attention made Min Ning'er shocked, she quickly hid behind Lin Zhiming, and grabbed the corner of Lin Zhiming's clothes in horror.

Zhao Qingchen and Wang Gang were also taken aback by this sudden gaze, and they invariably took a small step back.

At this moment, everyone in the square suddenly shouted in unison, "Who is coming?"

Thousands of mouths made sounds at the same time, and the waves surged towards Lin Zhiming and the others like real waves, and these thousands of voices were not just simple shouts, he was more like some kind of move that was urged by sound.

It's like the Shaolin Temple's peerless lion's roar!

Originally, just the gaze of thousands of people had already made Zhao Qingchen and the others a little unbearable, and if the shouts of thousands of people fell on them at the same time, even if they didn't make them fart and urine, it was enough to make them weak under their feet and unstable on their feet, and they might even fall to the ground.

At this moment, Lin Zhiming's eyes flashed with coldness.

"Get out!"

Lin Zhiming scolded sharply.

His voice gushed out of his mouth like a sword, and then pierced straight into the sound wave of thousands of people's voices converging.

This sword suddenly exploded after piercing into the sound wave, directly tearing the sound wave of thousands of people into countless pieces.

The voices of the thousands of people suddenly shattered into countless fragments, and after these fragments entered the ears of Min Ning'er and the others, they could no longer cause any oppression to them.

Buzz!

The collision of the two voices formed a strange buzzing sound in the square of the Wudang Sect, and the faces of the thousands of Taoist priests sitting on the ground changed.

They had never seen anyone tear apart the voices of thousands of them with a single word.

"Follow me. Lin Zhiming said, and walked forward with his head held high.

Min Ning'er and the others followed behind Lin Zhiming, their faces flushed a little.

The thousands of people around all stood up, looking at Lin Zhiming and the others, their eyes moving with their movements.

Min Ning'er had never seen such a battle, being watched by thousands of people, as if she would be swallowed by them at any time, but Min Ning'er was not afraid at all, because in front of her was an invincible existence that was enough to defeat a thousand!

In the blink of an eye, Lin Zhiming led three of his men to the front of the main hall.

Several Taoist priests in front of them all looked at Lin Zhiming with solemn faces, and at this time they already knew who the man in front of them was.

At this moment, a Taoist priest walked out of the main hall.

This man looked like he was fifty or sixty years old, wearing a robe that was darker than the others, his face was shiny, and he looked very good.

"Who should I be, it turns out to be the number one wizard in our martial arts, Lin Zhiming, director of the Public Relations Department!"

"Are you Chen Shiwu?" Lin Zhiming frowned and looked at the Taoist priest in front of him, this person looked very similar to Chen Shiwu who had participated in the battle of the king before, but he looked much younger than Chen Shiwu, so that Lin Zhiming was not very sure that the other party was Chen Shiwu.

"It's hard for you to remember me, I thought I had forgotten me as you!" replied.

Hearing the other party's affirmative answer, Lin Zhiming was slightly shocked in his heart.

Chen Shiwu's appearance looks nearly twenty years younger than the last time I saw him, Chen Shiwu was an old man before, and now, although he is also old, he does not give people a feeling of old age.

The only explanation for this situation is that one's potential has been stimulated, and the overall strength has been improved, so it will lead to a younger appearance.

This is common knowledge in martial arts, the stronger a person is, the greater the difference between appearance and age, so sometimes it is not those who are old, but some people who look old, but do not look old.

"I haven't seen you for a few months, but I didn't expect Daoist Chen to improve his martial arts so much. Lin Zhiming said.

"No matter how much you improve, there is no comparison with Director Lin, I heard that you have reached the god of war level, a god of war level powerhouse who is less than thirty years old, there are few in the world, it's a pity... That's where your talent ends. Chen Shiwu said.

"I prefer to believe in hard work rather than talent. Lin Zhiming said.

Chen Shiwu smiled and said, "Director Lin, I'm afraid that no matter how hard you try, you can only be like this now, by the way, Director Lin, dare to ask, why did you appear in my Wudang faction?"

"I was entrusted by the high-level of the Dragon Clan to come to the Wudang Sect to mediate the conflict between your faction and Emperor Bi Feiyun. Lin Zhiming said.

"Really, then why didn't my Wudang Sect receive any prayers?" Chen Shiwu asked with a frown.

"The dragon clan does things, so you don't have to submit the so-called worship post, of course, if you really want to, then it doesn't hurt to write one to you now. Lin Zhiming said with a smile.

"You have already arrived at the door of my main hall, and then write a post, it has no meaning except to humiliate my Wudang faction, Director Lin, after all, you are the director of the Public Relations Department, responsible for maintaining the stability of the martial arts, so informal, I am afraid that something is wrong to break into the mountain gate banned by my Wudang faction. Chen Shiwu said.

"Then are you going to drive me away?" Lin Zhiming looked at Chen Shiwu with a smile and asked.

"Naturally, I don't dare to drive you away, anyway, you are also a second-level cadre of the Dragon Clan, however, I will protest to the Dragon Clan about this matter, I believe that the high-level of the Dragon Clan will definitely give us a reasonable explanation for the Wudang Sect." Chen Shiwu said.

"Since Daoist Chen doesn't plan to drive me away, then I think I should be able to start performing my duties, right?" Lin Zhiming asked.

"Please. Chen Shiwu shook the dust casually and said.

"Dare to ask Daochang Chen, where is the emperor Bi Feiyun and his apprentice Li Jianguo?" Lin Zhiming asked.

"They, they are in the Sanqing Palace next door, I will send someone to bring them, Director Lin, you wait with me in this Taixu Palace." Chen Shiwu said, turned around and walked into the hall behind him.

"Let's go. Lin Zhiming said a word to the three subordinates beside him, and then walked into the main hall.

Min Ning'er and the others glanced at each other, and followed Lin Zhiming into the main hall together.

There is a huge statue of the god in the front of the main hall, in front of the statue is placed the offering table, on which are placed some tributes, and then there are several futons, Chen Shiwu walked to the position of a futon in the middle and sat down, and the other Taoist priests sat next to Chen Shiwu.

"Aren't you going to come forward in this matter?" Lin Zhiming asked.

"The head of the sect is in retreat, and the affairs of the faction are now temporarily represented by me. Chen Shiwu said.

"Retreat, it seems that your Wudang Sect has had good luck recently, and everyone is improving!" Lin Zhiming said with a smile.

Chen Shiwu smiled slightly and said, "My Wudang faction has the blessing of the Three Qingdao Dao Honors, and naturally has a luck bonus, if Director Lin also wants to have this luck, you can also join my Wudang faction, with the strength of Director Lin, it is not impossible to come to my Wudang faction as a Taoist boy guarding the mountain." ”

The Taoist boy who guards the mountain?

As soon as these words came out, many people present couldn't help but laugh.