"Elder martial brother, what''s the matter with you?"

    The Taoist priest with four eyes looked puzzled, and a pair of examining eyes looked at Zhang Sanfeng.

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

    Isn''t it Zhang Sanfeng?

    In the Southern Song Dynasty, a genius named Zhang Sanfeng did appear in the cultivation circle, which intimidated an era.

    But that was six or seven hundred years ago.

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

    But when is it?

    Daming is dead.

    The reign of the Ming Dynasty lasted more than 270 years, and people''s life expectancy was limited.

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

    In front of him, the old Taoist is clearly a living man.

    Zhang Sanfeng lived six or seven hundred years?

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

    What''s more, even if Zhang Sanfeng really stood in front of him, his Four Eyed Taoist priest could maintain his due calm and would never shrink like his senior brother.

    "Immortal Zhang?"

    Uncle Jiu didn''t pay attention to his younger martial brother at all. He looked straight at Zhang Sanfeng.

    The four eyes Taoist priest didn''t contact Shen Wen and his party. He didn''t know the strength of Shen Wen and his party. After these days of contact, he felt more and more that Shen Wen and his party were very mysterious.

    Where do the iron bars, ring head knives, electric chairs, electric shock devices and all kinds of strange equipment that beat zombies come from?

    Shen Wen and his party came empty handed. Everyone seemed to have a big treasure, as if they could take out anything.

    Moreover, before Shen Wen and his party appeared, the strong martial arts men he had seen were basically one shot at a time.

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

    Although he felt that it was absurd for Zhang Sanfeng to live in this era, Zhang Sanfeng gave him the feeling that the leader of Maoshan school was far inferior to him.

    "The old Taoist is Zhang Sanfeng, not what you think."

    Zhang Sanfeng said helplessly.

    Although he left endless legends in the other side of the world, which made him a little happy, this feeling of being mistaken really made people feel strange.

    "Have you practiced the law of reincarnation or the law of corpse transformation?"

    Uncle Jiu felt something unusual from Zhang Sanfeng''s words and looked forward to it very much.

    Some living Buddhas have refined the law of reincarnation, and some people with great perseverance have laid a startling hand after their death and want to live another life.

    "Lao Dao is a warrior."

    Zhang Sanfeng smiled bitterly. He felt great pressure.

    He must study hard in Zhutian college, otherwise he will disgrace other Zhang Sanfeng in Zhutian Wanjie.

    He even suspected that he said he was Zhang Sanfeng of the zombie world, and lived through the Southern Song Dynasty, Yuan Dynasty, Ming Dynasty and Qing Dynasty. He felt that uncle Jiu might believe it until now.

    If he showed some strong evidence, uncle Jiu might directly respect him as a God.

    "Boom!"

    After Zhang Sanfeng finished, he flew into the air towards a huge stone the size of a millstone three feet away. The palm wind falsely pressed it, and the boulder burst into pieces.

    "This is martial arts. I''m not the Zhang Sanfeng you know."

    Zhang Sanfeng explained.

    "Immortal Zhang, the path has four eyes... Eyes without eyes. You are the most respected by the younger generation. You are a legend and you are the light for the younger generation to move forward."

    "You must take the younger generation. The younger generation is willing to serve you."

    The originally calm Four Eyed Taoist priest was startled by the sudden loud noise. His eyes looked at the blasted Boulder, his pupils shrank suddenly, and then his eyes flashed with intense heat. Then he rushed directly at Zhang Sanfeng, flattering on his face and wanted to hold Zhang Sanfeng''s leg.

    Too strong!

    He is different from Uncle nine. Uncle nine is stationed in Yizhuang all year round. Unless other Maoshan sect disciples encounter unsolvable ghosts and zombies, uncle nine will leave Renjia town and go to help.

    He is different. He drives the corpses everywhere. He is well-informed and has seen many strange people.

    However, compared with Zhang Sanfeng, it is not at the same level at all.

    Zhang Sanfeng''s understated palm can turn a solid boulder the size of a grinding plate into powder. What if it hits a person?

    Moreover, is this all the strength of Zhang Sanfeng?

    Zhang Sanfeng, "······".

    "Senior, you must take the younger generation."

    When he found that Zhang Sanfeng had hidden from him, Taoist priest four eyes rushed over again and begged.

    This thigh is too thick.

    He finally understood why his senior brother would doubt that the old Taoist in front of him was the legendary Zhang Sanfeng, because the other party''s bearing and strength were too similar to the Zhang Sanfeng they imagined.

    If it weren''t for the large time span, they wouldn''t even doubt it.

    "Immortal Zhang, do you want zombies, too?"

    "On my way to get rid of the corpses, I found more than a dozen zombie sites."

    "Besides zombies, does immortal Zhang want ghosts?"

    "There are three wandering orphans in the woods outside the town."

    "I also found a gorilla on that mountain. He already has spirit."

    Taoist priest Si Mu tried his best to express himself.

    In terms of his understanding of the nearby mountains and forests, uncle Jiu is far from comparable to him.

    He needs to drive away corpses all year round. He can''t take the main road, but the trail. He has walked through the nearby mountains and forests. He knows where there are ghosts and zombies.

    Yue buqun, "·······".

    Didn''t you say there were only a few zombies?

    How come when you get to Zhang Sanfeng, you become more than a dozen places, or rush to tell each other?

    Besides, besides zombies, how can ghosts and intelligent gorillas emerge.

    "If Immortal Zhang doesn''t mind, my senior brothers are willing to help immortal Zhang catch all the evil zombies and ghosts nearby."

    Different from the four eyes Taoist priest who directly rushed to hold his thigh, the good face ninth uncle still couldn''t put down a trace of reserve in his heart. However, he also offered to help.

    Huang Yaoshi, Tang Zichen, etc., "·······".

    Looking at the nine uncles who quickly changed into Taoist robes, took magic tools and ran back, and the Four Eyed Taoist priest who hurried back to Zhang Sanfeng, their eyelids couldn''t help jumping, but felt their hearts distorted.

    Is this the big guy?

    "Then I''ll go first."

    Zhang Sanfeng also stopped worrying about the authenticity of Zhang Sanfeng and left directly with a happy Zhang Cuishan, a left and right ninth uncle and a Four Eyed Taoist priest.

    "There is a zombie in these two places."

    Taoist priest four eyes suddenly thought of something, suddenly turned back and whispered to Yue buqun.

    He is a man who keeps his promise.

    When you take the money, you naturally have to do things.

    After saying that, without waiting for Yue buqun''s reply, he quickly turned around and caught up with Zhang Sanfeng and others.

    Yue buqun, "······".

    Li xunhuan, Tang Zichen, etc., "········".

    Why can''t people treat each other equally?

    Is Zhang Sanfeng great?

    Even if it''s really great, can''t it be great in one world?

    Why give them a sense of arrogance wherever they go?

    It''s so... So enviable!