Zhang Zhen laughed.

"Lend me your sword and return it to you after the competition." Zhang Zhenbian suddenly said to Shi Wuzheng.

I don't know why Zhang Zhenbian suddenly wanted to borrow his sword. Shi Wuzheng hesitated and handed it to Zhang Zhenbian. Ever since Shi Wuzheng picked up the Seven-Star Longyuan, the sword has returned to Wudang again. The sword is in Wudang, and there is no room for it.

Not the slightest glitch.

"A sword is just a sword, and any sword is just a sword." Zhang Zhen said something without beginning or end, and hung the sword on his waist.

If Shi Wuzheng had some realization, he pondered for a moment and then nodded.

Drinking in the same place again, probably because the drunkard had just finished watching the game and did not come so quickly. When Chu Xiang and the others arrived at the tavern, only three of the dozen tables outside were occupied, and the old man sat in the small booth next to the door.

On the stool, he looked listless.

"Old man, serve the wine." Zhang Zhen shouted.

In fact, the old man is not very old, he is about fifty years old, which is only a few years older than Zhang Zhenbian.

I looked up and looked at the group of people, and found that it was a few people who had been drinking the day before yesterday, and they were spending a lot of money. The monk who owed money for the wine was not there, and the old man came out with a few jars of wine.

Chu Xiang asked the owner of the snack bar next door to bring some snacks to go with the wine, and asked the owner of the meat shop in front to bring twenty kilograms of meat. There was no monk to share the wine, so Zhang Zhenbian still drank quickly, and soon several jars of wine were poured.

Bottomed out.

It felt strange that Zhang Zhenbian was a drinker, but according to Chu Xiang's impression, Zhang Zhenbian was not a dull person. He rarely drank without talking. The exception was the time he drank with the monk the day before yesterday.

"Senior, as far as you know, who is the most powerful person in the world right now?" Chu Xiang asked.

Knowing what Chu Xiang meant, Zhang Zhen said: "There are many powerful old guys, but not many can fight. The most powerful fighter is his third-level uncle, but he is already in his twilight years, and he only has one or two chances to fight at most."

Pointing at Shi Wuzheng.

"Who is your third master's uncle? Did I meet him last time?" Gongsun Qi asked.

"No, he is on the mountain." Shi Wuzheng said.

"What's the story?" Chu Xiang asked.

"Of course there is. How could such an expert not have a story?" Zhang Zhen said.

Realizing that Gongsun Qi was looking at him, Shi Wuzheng shook his head: "When I was sensible, my uncle from the Third Master had never gone down the mountain, let alone made a move."

Song Xiaoting poured a bowl of wine for Zhang Zhenbian: "Senior, please tell me."

"That happened fifty years ago, and I only heard about it through hearsay. At that time, the situation was chaotic, and some people fanned the flames and provoked a dispute between the North and the South in the martial arts world. Wudang stayed out of the matter, but some people were instigated, and finally a large group of masters from Beijing and Tianjin swarmed Wudang.

He defeated the two masters of the Xuanwu Longmen sect in a row, and the headmaster of the Sanfeng sect ordered his disciples not to go out. Those people still did not give up and forced their way through the door. His uncle, the third master, sat on a bamboo chair beside the door and defeated the ten disciples of Beijing and Tianjin in a row with a bamboo pole.

The top six masters didn’t move their butts off their chairs. From now on, no one in the northern martial arts world dared to come to Wudang to stir up trouble.”

"Then what?" Song Xiaoting continued to ask.

"Then he went back to sleep, and was punished by the master and not allowed to step out of the door for thirty years." Zhang Zhen picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

"No way! Why is it like this?" Song Xiaoting asked in confusion, and poured another glass of wine for Zhang Zhenbian.

"If it weren't for such a leader, Wudang would be like the Huo family now." Zhang Zhen said.

"What's the story of the Huo family?" Gongsun Qi was also interested.

"Huo Yuanjia, don't you know?" Zhang Zhen looked sideways at Gongsun Qidao.

"I know, I know." Gongsun Qi nodded repeatedly.

"Have you heard of the Huo family yet?"

"So that's it." Gongsun Qi laughed awkwardly.

The Huo family has long since disappeared in the long river of history, wiped out in ashes, and all that remains are stories.

"I have never heard the elders in the sect talk about this." Shi Wuzheng said.

"I don't say it's for your own good." Zhang Zhen said.

"Why is there such a situation when the north and the south are fighting?" Chu Xiang frowned.

"Have you seen Ip Man 2?" Gongsun Qi asked.

"No." Chu Xiang shook his head.

"It really doesn't look good. It's just a pretense to deceive people. What it talks about is the conflict between the north and the south." Gongsun Qidao.

"Is there still such a thing as a dispute between the North and the South?" Song Xiaoting asked.

"Of course, I'm afraid it will be even more intense than that time." Gongsun Qidao.

"In the past, transportation was inconvenient and regional differences were large. It is not surprising that there was a dispute between the north and the south. Now we are in the era of the global village. How can this situation still exist?" Song Xiaoting frowned.

"Those people are stubborn, stubborn and inflexible. It's even harder to change them. You can ask Lao Chu for this." Gongsun Qidao.

"Is that so?" Song Xiaoting looked at Chu Xiang.

Chu Xiang nodded.

Indeed, he was deeply aware of the stubbornness of those people, and he still has lingering fears. He wonders how this stubbornness will change now.

"Come here, what are you doing sneakily there?" Gongsun Qi suddenly shouted.

The young man who was looking at several people in the distance actually came over instead of running for his life. Chu Xiang turned around and saw that he was a half-acquaintance.

"What are you doing here?" Chu Xiang asked.

"Brother, is it really you?" shouted the sturdy young man. It was Lu Shiquan, one of the three young men who drove the motorcycle to Wucheng.

"What's the matter?" Chu Xiang asked. If there was nothing wrong, Lu Shiquan probably wouldn't come to him.

"Brother, there is something I want to tell you. I didn't want to tell you this at first. The old monk at Nanhua Villa told me not to tell you, but I always feel unhappy if I don't. I heard you are here

Drink, I'm here." Lu Shiquan looked very confused, and his words were messy.

"A grown man acts like a mother-in-law." Gongsun Qi couldn't help cursing.

"Who is a girl? I am not." After being scolded, Lu Shiquan straightened his back and no longer looked timid.

"Hurry up and say it." Gongsun Qi became impatient after not talking about business for a long time.

"If you have anything to say, just tell me." Chu Xiang said.

After looking at the people around Zhang Zhen, Lu Shiquan lowered his voice and said: "Brother, you asked me to take that child to another hospital, but people blocked me on the way. I thought it was just some idle people looking for trouble, but who knew they were all

Experts, fortunately I told my two brothers in advance and they arrived in time, otherwise things would have been troublesome. Later we checked, but we didn't find any clues. The hands and feet of those people were very clean, and there was nothing wrong with them.

Leave a clue, the host of the other hospital told us not to tell you, so we haven’t told you yet."

Chu Xiang nodded and said, "Leave me your number."

The world-famous Lord Demon Lord actually asked him to leave his number. Lu Shiquan happily left his number and left in a hurry.

"What's going on?" Gongsun Qi asked.

"I took on a disciple on the road, and now he is probably snatched away by the monk." Chu Xiang said.

"They are here for you." Shi Wuzheng said.

"Obviously, a child is not worthy of such a huge effort," Chu Xiang said.

"Other than the Mountain Guest Alliance, who else could it be?" Gongsun Qi asked.

"The Dog League, the Japanese, and the mysterious man from the last capital city." Chu Xiang said.

Shi Wuzheng frowned: "Why are the Japanese involved?"

"It's a long story." Chu Xiang said.

"What's going on with the Dog Alliance?" Gongsun Qi asked.

"The last time we made a bet and left Wucheng, we were chased by a group of people with mutated bodies. We speculated that they might be people from the Dog League." Shi Wuzheng said.

"The situation of the Japanese is more complicated. To put it simply, I bombed the Yasukuni Shrine, and the Japanese may have taken cross-border revenge." Chu Xiang said.

"You blew up the Yasukuni Shrine!" Gongsun Qi said in shock.

When the surrounding drinkers heard Gongsun Qi's shout, they all looked over and waited quietly for Chu Xiang to explain what was going on.

Song Xiaoting, Shi Wuzheng and Li Ruqian all looked at Chu Xiang in surprise, and even Zhang Zhenbian put down his wine bowl with interest.
Chapter completed!