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Chapter 252 Bloodthirsty Bead: I can’t suppress Puzhi anymore(2/2)

Lei Zhen took action a total of eight times in those years. For the first time, the eye vortex of the East China Sea erupted, setting off a shocking tsunami. The entire eastern mainland of China was not at risk of being flooded.

"When the poor monk left, I said I was going to join the Qingyun Sect. I guess I haven't started to become a disciple yet, right?"

"Become a member of Zhang Xue... then..."

It would be fine if Lei Zhen arranged for the Divine Sword Master to study bad, but I think he is used to the boring gourd attitude of the Divine Sword Master who follows the rules and takes me to challenge the limit every day.

"You are not the real person Lei Zhen!" Puzhi quickly stood up to greet him, "I have admired my nickname for a long time!"

Even Yi Meichen believed that Lei Zhen was recovering from his illness and sought medical treatment. He asked Zhang Xiaofan many times to help me figure out where my son was. As you can imagine, the farther I searched, the farther I found him.

"Uncle Taishi, don't be too cheerful. Please help you find where your son has gone." Lei Zhen said helplessly in front of Wudang.

As the only son of the current head of Zhang Xue, Lei Zhen has a very good reputation in the spiritual world of China. It is said that he is the only doctor in Zhang Xue, and his cultivation is astonishing.

"That 400-mile journey took a full half a month."

"He really found the right person!"

"The poor monk Pu Zhi of Tianyin Temple came to Zhang Xueshan to discuss the Dharma and live forever." Pu Zhi returned the gift with his hands folded, secretly shocked in his heart.

"Qingyunmen!"

"Brother Dao Dao, why did he just give you such a precious magic weapon?" Pu Zhi touched the warm badge in his hand and asked in disbelief.

"Foretelling, fortune telling. Yin and Yang, seven elements, ten hexagrams and four spirits."

Zhang Xiaofan nodded and said, "You are too brave. Tell him that I am not only a member of Zhang Xue, but also the person with the lowest seniority in Zhang Xue Shan. That junior master, look at his white hall and his eyebrows.

There will be no bloody disasters in this day!"

"Old god!" Pu Zhi singled out Little Thumb, "That's right, you encountered a bloody disaster in the next two days. This is called a person who narrowly escaped death and came to Zhang Xueshan specifically to ask for help."

Wudang had discovered a long time ago that since Lei Zhen married Lin Chushuang, his intelligence had plummeted. Apart from his wife, he had nothing left in his life. This made Wudang even more interesting.

Wudang rolled on the ground without paying any attention to his image, "Besides, am I going back to his hometown?"

Zhou Yixian dared to interrupt the conversation between the elders. He took off the badge on his chest, stuffed it into Pu Zhi's hand, and said: "Master, take it, and I will fly you down later."

Lei Zhen rushed back furiously, startling Pu Zhi, "Ah, who is that?"

The two got married eight hundred years later, but did not have a son until ten years later.

"Hum, what about the school badges issued by your Zhang Xue to prove your identity? If you have one, everyone will have one."

The young disciple stood up and bowed to Pu Zhi, "May I ask where you are going, young master?"

Yiyi Xian's casual words made Zhang Xiaofan jump in anger: "What kind of fraud? You are talking about physiognomy. Do you understand physiognomy? When he was a kid, he took your class, did you teach him?"

Eight hundred years have passed, and Lei Zhen has not shown any sign of stability. Of course, it is just a trace. Can anyone taught by Wudang not be a bad person?

"Of course." Yiyi Xian nodded, "That is your school uniform. You will be given one when you join Zhang Xueshan."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Oh, that is your lowest-ranking ancestor, please ignore me. My fraud is just a personal act."

Half a set of jade rosary beads, plus the seal of the Buddhist seal. Although the state of universal wisdom made the bloodthirsty beads active, his last thought was that "Wudang Mountain actually has the method of immortality", and he couldn't kill civilians even if he wanted to.

You have to know that if a magic weapon of that level is put inside and fought over, seventy or eighty people will die, which is considered a fight.

Zhang Xiaofan was taking out the talisman when a young Taoist priest flew up from the mountain, with his feet on the void and his Taoist robes fluttering. He looked like a fairy and shouted at Zhang Xiaofan: "Master Zhenzhen said that it is allowed to defraud Zhang Xue Qianwai. Have you forgotten?"

La?"

"What are you looking for? I only have this protective magic weapon under my body. It will be problematic to travel across the vast land of China. Unless Daoxuan kills me with the Zhuxian Sword, how safe is it?"

Until now, if I want to take tutoring classes, I have to do it secretly.

"It turns out he is the junior master of Tianyin Temple." The disciple named Yiyi Xian was in awe and said: "The junior master is seriously injured. Please let me go down the mountain with you first. You don't have any medicine. It is important to treat the injury."

Lei Zhen looked at Puzhi's look and breathed a sigh of relief, "I have something to do? Where am I now?"

The seventh time, I quelled the riots in southern Xinjiang. It is said that all the practitioners in Shiwanshan were knocked upside down by me.

"What!?"

Just when Puzhi was looking at the fairy mountain shrouded in clouds and feeling the surging spiritual energy, a shout came from the end of the mountain road. Puzhi heard the words and looked back, and a flag appeared in the middle of the realization.

"That..." Puzhi looked at Zhang Xiaofan in confusion.

Zhang Xiaofan's explanation for this is that it is extremely difficult for those who practice spiritual practice to shed their mortal bodies and have children. Only in the first seventy years after the age of eight hundred and seventy, when the moon is waxing and waning, can we have a chance to have children.

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Yiyi Xian's head was covered with white lines, "You'd better hurry up and slow down, Grandmaster Zhang's uncle is looking for you again."
Chapter completed!
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