Chapter 202 I Am Recognized

Until Shu Sunzhi disappeared, Ding Wushang still stayed in the temple.

He looked at the statue above, no one knew what he was thinking.

After Zhang Tianshi disappeared, almost all the burden of Zhenwu Sect fell on him. Originally, Master Zhang had eleven disciples. Counting him, there are a total of twelve second-generation disciples. These disciples are the core of Zhenwu Sect.

But after Zhang Tianshi disappeared, six of them disappeared with him.

Among the remaining six people, three were captured by the Daqi court, and the other two were younger than him, and they all relied on him to take care of them.

In the past, when Zhang Tianshi was around, Ding Wushang didn't realize it, but now that he is in Zhang Tianshi's position, he understands that being a head coach is not easy. Previously, under Zhang Tianshi's wing, he had begun to travel around the world to recruit talents for the sect. In these years, he has introduced no less than a hundred people to Zhenwu Cult, large and small. Excluding the dead among these people, everyone left is an elite.

Now these people have become a new core layer surrounding him.

As a temporary heavenly master, what he has to do is to continue moving forward with this group of people and hold up a sky for those who come after.

Whether it's a conspiracy or a conspiracy.

In the final analysis, it is strength. Only with strength can you have the right to speak and do what you want to do.

Fortunately, Zhenwujiao has a solid foundation.

This foundation can quickly make him stronger, reaching the level of a heavenly master.

Thinking of this, Ding Wushang's eyes fell on a jade plaque in front of the statue.

Light rain in the morning.

The humid air blocked the view, and looking down from the mountain was like a fairyland, foggy.

In the famous sword villa, Yan Jiu led countless new disciples to practice the villa's sword skills.

After the last assassination incident, both the wolf tribe and the eminent monks of Daxue Temple were killed by the village owner. This also made Yan Shijiu more certain of his choice. The owner of the village was the most powerful man in the world. If you want to dominate the world in the future, you must follow the right person.

This is what Yan Jiulin's father taught him when he went out.

People only need to do two things right in this life.

Get the right wife.

Follow the right master.

If you can do these two things, you will rise to great heights and surpass 99% of the mediocre people in the world.

Yan Jiu has no idea about getting a wife for the time being, but he is already looking for his master. It seems that he is doing pretty well so far. As long as he persists for another six months, he will have a chance to enter the core of Mingjian Villa and meet the owner.

Wu Chong carefully carved a piece of white jade in the quiet room, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes.

"Successful."

After carving the last stroke, the white jade piece in his hand flickered slightly, then suddenly restrained and turned into an inconspicuous stone.

But inside this stone, Wu Chong successfully engraved his skin painting technique into it and turned it into a 'seal'. At the same time, he also integrated the sword energy of the sword control technique and the claw power of the dragon catching technique into it. Turn this thing into something similar to a magic weapon.

The birth of this thing represents a fundamental change in Wu Chong's future course against the enemy, and he begins to officially decouple from the warriors of this world.

Taking the carved magic weapon, Wu Chong returned to the mountain behind the villa.

This place was specially set aside by him for him to practice, and ordinary disciples would not dare to come here at all.

With a slight leap, he flew over the rocks.

The light rain continued, Wu Chong took a deep breath, and the fresh scent of the surrounding plants filled his heart.

Taking off the seal from his waist, Wu Chong raised his hand and poured a stream of true energy into it.

In an instant, the seal seemed to come alive, emitting a hazy light, and there seemed to be faint talismans flowing on it. After the true energy poured in by Wu Chong was transformed by this power, it suddenly turned into a stream of light and blended into the rocks in front.

"Spreading beans makes an army!"

Wu Chong took the seal and swept the light across the hundreds of rubbles below.

For a moment, the gravel below shook, and then ugly stone monsters stood up staggeringly. These stone monsters don't have the majesty of Tao soldiers at all. They look just like monsters. The surface is condensed with the foundation of skin painting, the inner strength is made of bones made of eagle claw technique, and the sword energy of sword control is the claws of this thing. The whole monster looks ferocious and has nothing to do with the immortal spirit.

With Wu Chong's current methods, if he really goes to the world of immortality, he will be a demon cultivator who is defeated by demons.

But Master Wu didn't care.

The quantity problem that has troubled him for a long time has been solved. As long as he has enough real energy, he will have to think twice before anyone attacks him in the future.

It’s hard to say who will surround whom.

"The owner of the village!"

A voice came from the bottom of the mountain, it was Elder Tong Fei.

This old man knows winks very well. Now, except for Ma Runan, the one Wu Chong uses the most in the villa is this old man. Compared with the people who entered Wu Chong's sight with him, he is not as good at controlling winks. not enough.

"What's up?"

Wu Chong withdrew his magical power, and the standing stone monsters lost their true energy, fell apart instantly, and turned back into a pile of inconspicuous stones.

"Daisetsu Temple has sent a message to the capital."

"I see!"

Trouble must be solved one by one. The task given by Princess Wujiang to find Ding Wushang seems to be impossible. Except for the first meeting, Wu Chong had no contact with that guy since then, and even if he wanted to betray him, there was no way. If Princess Wujiang and the others really fall out in three days, Wu Chong will flip the table with them, and the worst he can do is go back to the mountain.

Inside the mountain, stand!

Compared with this problem, the group of monks at Daxue Temple were more worried because they wanted Wu Chong's life.

"Go and notify Director Jiang and ask him to bring someone with him, so we can get it done once and for all."

"yes."

After hearing Wu Chong's order, Tong Fei was shaken.

This village owner is so domineering!

To his liking.

After Tong Fei left, Wu Chong tested this new ability again. He waited until Ma Runan and the others came to send a message, then he took away his magical power and prepared to go down the mountain.

Mingjian Villa is in the center of Wanjian City.

Unlike ordinary houses, Wanjian City is built on a mountain peak in the inner city. For the residents of Wanjian City, this mountain is their symbol and their pride.

Go down the stone steps in front of the villa.

The sunshine after the rain falls and shines on the earth, showing its vitality.

Wu Chong was a little uncomfortable.

He has not had contact with outsiders for a while. What he does most every day is to retreat and study the techniques of cultivating immortals. It was the first time for him to walk down the mountain villa in such a long time.

"The owner of the village!"

On the side of the road, an excited young man looked at him.

Wu Chong was a little surprised. Who is this young man?

Although he thought so in his heart, Wu Chong would not show it. He still smiled and nodded to the other party to express encouragement.

After all, they are all disciples of the Villa and can be regarded as his younger brothers.

The owner of the village remembers me, I am different! !

Yan Shijiu looked excited when Wu Chong nodded his 'approval'. He felt that he was one step closer to his dream of becoming the village master's disciple.

I wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, may you pursue your studies and survive.