Liyang Jianghu used to be the four great masters.

Gun Immortal Wang Xiu, Sword God Li Chungang, Xudu Green Robe and Fu General Red Armor.

Among them, the spear fairy Wang Xiu was the grandmaster who was only in the limelight below Li Chungang back then.

has a terrifying record of one person and one shot into Beimang, stained with blood for 3,000 miles, and killed the rivers and lakes of Beimang, and no one dares to call it a master.

It is conceivable that his martial arts cultivation has reached the pinnacle of perfection.

The 42-way marksmanship of the Wang family created by himself was regarded as the supreme martial arts by the Northern Mang warriors at that time.

But there are very few people who can fully comprehend Wang Xiu's marksmanship.

Duanbaier, one of the top ten demons of Beimang, returned, just a trace of the gun immortal Wang Xiu's comprehension of the gun immortal Wang Xiu was able to create a mountain opening thunder spear that made the people of the rivers and lakes fearful.

Come to think of it.

Wang Chonglou's eyes when he looked at Wu Changqing were already very hot.

If he is only three years old, he can learn a little bit of Wang Xiu's spear skills.

This son will be an unshakable giant mountain on the rivers and lakes in the future!

Wang Chonglou seems to have seen Wu Changqing's future.

At the same time, he also began to think about whether he could accept Wu Changqing as his closed disciple.

Today's Liyang Wudang Mountain is in a very embarrassing situation.

With the support of the Liyang royal family, the incense is flourishing day by day, and it already has the name of the Taoist ancestral court.

And Wudang Mountain.

In the cold and bitter land of the north, there is little incense.

Now it is not too brilliant in the door.

If Wu Changqing can be brought back to Wudang Mountain to be carefully cultivated, it may be possible to make Wudang Mountain prosperous in the future.

The more he thought about it, the more excited Wang Chonglou became, and immediately turned his head to look at Xu Xiao.

With a smile on his face, even with a hint of flattery.

"Lord ......"

Wang Chonglou's words have just begun.

Chen Zhibao on the side directly interrupted Wang Chonglou's words with a cold snort.

Wang Chonglou frowned.

"If Wang Zhenren is worried about the talent of evergreen."

"I advise you to dispel this idea, now that I am Professor Changqing."

"His future achievements will at least not be worse than that of the Gun Immortal Wang Xiu, and there is no need to be a Taoist."

The moment Chen Zhibao saw Wang Chonglou, he already knew what this old Taoist would have.

Let's be honest.

No one will not be moved by Changqing's anti-heaven talent after seeing it.

Just like when he first met Wu Changqing, after being amazed by Wu Changqing's talent, Rao was devoted to the military camp, and he had to let go of what he thought in his heart to carefully carve this peerless jade.

Not to mention Wudang Mountain, which is now withering talents.

"General Chen, you should have some ambiguity about my Wudang Mountain and my Daomen."

"The development of Wudang Mountain has a history of 1,000 years, and the first person 800 years ago was also from our Wudang."

"If the little prince enters our Wudang, he doesn't have to abide by those stereotypes, and I can also teach him the supreme heart of our Wudang."

"Dare to ask General Chen, with your knowledge, it may be compared with the thousand-year-old Wudang?"

Wang Chonglou looked at Chen Zhibao with a cold face, thinking about today's battle with the little prince.

If you don't come up with some background, it's not easy to do.

Wang Chonglou, who has always been kind, began to suppress Chen Zhibao with the thousand-year-old heritage of Wudang Mountain.

is already completely determined to accept Wu Changqing as a disciple.

Xu Xiao sat aside and glanced at Li Yishan.

Both of them saw the smile in each other's eyes.

Xu Xiao looked at Wang Chonglou, his mind turning.

It's like an old fox, and I don't know what conspiracy is going on.

"Don't use your sect's heritage to pressure me, have the courage to fight for real skills."

"Chen has long heard of Wang Zhenren's great achievements in breaking the river."

"Today, someone Chen has the courage to ask Wang Zhenren for advice!"

Chen Zhibao and Wang Chonglou competed against each other.

In the matter of Wu Changqing, he will not make the slightest concession.

"That's one or two."

Wang Chonglou chuckled, not afraid at all.

The floating dust in his hand leaned on his arm, and the other hand stretched out alone.

There is a faint true qi on it.

Chen Zhibao snorted coldly and stretched out his hand.

Directly summoned the spear plum wine that stood above the open space in the bamboo forest, pierced through the wall of the wooden house, and fell into his hand.

The two were tense for a while.

Wu Changqing of the bamboo forest seemed to feel something, and when he looked back, his eyes were slightly condensed, and there were ripples in his eyes.

"Such a strong old Taoist, just by virtue of his sense, he is stronger than Brother Chen."

"But if you really want to fight, you can't judge it just by relying on strong internal strength."

He has the ability to sympathize with heaven and earth.

Even through the walls of the wooden house, you can feel that there are two strong breaths in the house, and they are clashing.

And the aura of one of them is obviously in line with the Dao of Heaven, and he is a member of the Dao Gate.

At a glance, he could see the strength and weakness of the two people's cultivation.

Lao Dao is at least already a master of the Heavenly Phenomena Realm, and his internal strength is as strong as the sea, which is immeasurable.

Chen Zhibao is still referring to the cultivation of the Xuan Realm.

In terms of the degree of internal strength, it is obvious that it has fallen behind the other party.

But when it comes to actual combat power.

Jianghu martial artists, especially Chen Zhibao, a battle-hardened first-class master, are much stronger than those in the three sects.

Wu Changqing saw that the two were about to fight.

Immediately came the interest.

It's been three years, and it's the first time he's seen a master in this world fighting.

Be sure to check it out.

Inside the bamboo house.

If it weren't for Xu Xiao, the king of Beiliang, and Li Yishan, the national teacher, who were here.

Chen Zhibao and Wang Chonglou have already started fighting.

The stalemate between the two now is just to take care of Xu Xiao's face, and at the same time, they are also waiting for Xu Xiao to show his attitude.

"Hey, that's what it's for."

"Wudang and my Xu family are brothers at the feet of the Son of Heaven."

"Zhi Leopard, put away the gun and make a compensatory deal with Wang Zhenren."

Xu Xiao suddenly had a smile on his face, and immediately spoke out to be a peacemaker.

The tense atmosphere in the venue was immediately resolved.

"It's Chen who is in a bad mood and has offended a real person."

Chen Zhibao absolutely obeyed Xu Xiao's words.

A second ago, he was still murderous, but at this moment, his face suddenly softened, and he clenched his fists with both hands.

"Hey, it's okay, young man, it's normal to be angry."

"But this kind of temper is a little lacking in teaching students."

"What do you think, Lord Wang?"

Wang Chonglou immediately smiled happily and arched his hand.

But in this regard, he did not forget to criticize Chen Zhibao for not being suitable for teaching Wu Changqing.

At the same time, he turned his head to look at Xu Xiao.

Now that the other party has expressed its attitude, the next step is to discuss the conditions in detail.

"Hey, where is the real person?"

"Although Zhi Leopard is the first person in our army by force."

"But when it comes to teaching the mind, Wudang Mountain, the pillar of the Daomen, of course Zhibao can't compare."

"But ......"

Xu Xiao first held a handful of Wudang Mountain, but the next moment, his old fox nature was exposed.

It's time to go under the knife.

"Lao Dao also knows what is at stake, what the prince wants, just say it."

Wang Chonglou's smile slowly receded, both of them were thousand-year-old foxes, thinking about something in each other's hearts.

They all know the roots.

"Help me refine a Mixed Yang Pill, and when necessary, Wudang Mountain needs to do its part for Beiliang."