Outside the ancient tomb, Li Wangji stopped with Zhang Wuji, and then bowed: "Patriarch, Zhang Wuji brought it."
Zhang Wuji was shocked, he also thought that Li Wangji's elders should be from the generation of master, uncle or master, but he didn't expect it to be the master?
Li Wangji doesn't look young anymore, how can he have five, isn't his ancestor the same age as his own grandmaster?
Zhang Wuji did not dare to be presumptuous, and bowed and saluted.
It didn't take long for Li Wangji to respond as soon as his voice fell, but this response made Zhang Wuji tremble all over, and cold sweat came out of his body.
A huge snake head poked out from the entrance of the ancient tomb, followed by the body, and then the whole body, Zhang Wuji didn't dare to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, didn't dare to move, really didn't dare to move.
This is a white snake about forty meters long.
Over the years, the white snake has grown a lot, from the previous thirty meters to the current forty meters, but the thickness has not changed, and it looks more slender and better-looking.
Zhang Wuji was afraid, Li Wangji was not afraid, and bowed again: "Senior Bai Ling, Wangji asked to see the ancestor."
Zhang Wuji's mind couldn't turn fast, Quanzhen called a white snake senior? Is this world crazy or am I hallucinating?
Li Wangji didn't care what Zhang Wuji thought, those of them who grew up in the Quanzhen Sect were no strangers to Bai Ling at all, they all knew that this was a friend of the patriarch, and they met by chance.
Not only the white snake, but also a fox and an eagle.
Ginseng Essence hasn't appeared in Zhongnan Mountain for a long time, and occasionally when he comes back, he will come to see it because he thinks of Yin Zhiping, an old friend, and will not appear in front of strangers.
Before the white snake could answer, another snow-white fox emerged from behind its huge body, which was the nine-tailed spirit fox.
Zhang Wuji's mind hadn't turned a corner yet, is the combination of snake and fox reasonable?
I heard Li Wangji on the side say respectfully again: "Wangji has seen Senior Linghu."
The nine-tailed spirit fox nodded as if it were something, and then swayed his forelimbs slightly, signaling to get up, and Li Wangji stood up straight.
Then the nine-tailed spirit fox called out a few times towards the ancient tomb, as if he was ....... Shouting?
"I know, I know, didn't this come out as soon as I heard the movement? Who said that Bai Ling's body is so big that he blocks the entrance, and in a few years, Bai Ling will not be able to enter the tomb."
A young voice sounded, and I saw a thirty-year-old young man with snow-white hair walking out of the shadow at the entrance.
Bai Ling heard Yin Zhiping's ridicule and was very dissatisfied, can it control this growth and development?
Seeing this 'young man', Li Wangji became even more respectful: "Patriarch, the disciple brought Zhang Wuji there."
Zhang Wuji peeked curiously at this white-haired 'young man': Is this the ancestor of the Quanzhen Sect?
"Xiao Wangji, give him to me, you can go back."
Yin Zhiping nodded, smiled and said something that surprised Zhang Wuji, Xiao Wangji?
Zhang Wuji glanced at Li Wangji and then at the 'young man', feeling very disobedient, it felt like a ...... He calls himself his father Xiao Cuishan.
It's a bit rebellious, but that's what it feels like.
Li Wangji didn't think there was anything, when he practiced with the ancestor when he was a child, the patriarch called him that, no matter what, Xiao Wangji is always much better than Zhen Xuan's little Xuanzi.
"Yes, Patriarch."
Li Wangji bowed respectfully, and glanced at Zhang Wuji with deep meaning before leaving.
Zhang Wuji seemed to see envy in it.
Envy?
What do you envy him for? Zhang Wuji didn't know why, he couldn't envy him for suffering from cold poison, right?
After Li Wangji left, Zhang Wuji was a little at a loss, not knowing what to do or say, and even didn't know how to maintain his expression.
Yin Zhiping stepped forward and first sent Bai Ling and the nine-tailed spirit fox to play carefully, and then came to Zhang Wuji: "Don't be nervous, I have known your great master for an old time."
After experiencing so many little dolls, Yin Zhiping still has a set of ways to get closer to children.
Sure enough, hearing the Grand Master, Zhang Wuji relaxed a little: "Before... Senior, you look so young, do you really know my Grand Master?" Forehead... It's not that the juniors don't believe your words, it's really what you see... Just as old as my father, except for ......"
Zhang Wuji was slightly apprehensive, worried that what he had just said would offend this Quanzhen Patriarch.
"Except for my gray hair, right?"
Zhang Wuji smiled and scratched the back of his head, humming softly.
"That's the truth, I'm just a magician." After exchanging pleasantries, Yin Zhiping began to get down to business.
After careful consideration, I felt that although some of Zhang Wuji's sufferings could be avoided, Zhang Wuji's experiences were also important experiences that made him grow up.
Especially in the life in Butterfly Valley, not only did I learn unique medical skills, but I also met two little girlfriends, Spider and Yang Bu Regrets.
These are all youth.
This has to mention that the head of Huashan is Xianyu Tong, such a scumbag, Yin Zhiping thought that this kind of person was sitting in the position of the head of the Huashan Sect, and he felt that he deserved it.
Isn't this just right, use Xianyu Tong as a letter of surrender, let Zhang Wuji go to Butterfly Valley to study medicine, and by the way, practice the Nine Yang Divine Skills, and then assign him a task to complete, so that he can justifiably put him on the rivers and lakes.
As long as Zhang Wuji wanders in the rivers and lakes, whether he has the same experience as in the original work, or whether he has his own new experiences, it is not for Yin Zhiping to control.
"I won't help you solve the cold poison on your body, you need to practice the Nine Yang Divine Skill yourself to solve the cold poison in your body."
The relationship between the Xuanming Divine Palm and the Cold Ice Palm could not be hidden from Yin Zhiping, and the cold poison in Zhang Wuji's body was easy to solve for him.
But in order to prevent Zhang Wuji from being buried, Yin Zhiping would not do this.
"Thank you, senior."
Zhang Wuji didn't know this, he only knew that he could obtain the Nine Yang Divine Skill, as long as he practiced it, he could release the cold poison in his body.
"Don't rush to thank me yet, giving you the Nine Yang Divine Power is naturally conditional." Yin Zhiping then said: "Xiao Wangji told you that he will not let you go back to Wudang."
"If you have any requirements from your seniors, as long as Wuji can do it and does not violate martial arts morality, Wuji will definitely do his best to do it."
Although Zhang Wuji couldn't figure out what else he needed help with as a senior, he didn't have to think so much at this time.
"Two things, the first thing, I will send you to Butterfly Valley, you have to learn medical skills from Hu Qingniu, the medical immortal of Butterfly Valley in the valley, and after learning all his medical skills, record them into a book and put them in the Quanzhen Sect Martial Arts Pavilion."
"The second thing, since you have inherited the Nine Yang Divine Skill, you have the obligation to retrieve the original Lanka Sutra that contains the Nine Yang Divine Skill, which was stolen by Xiaoxiangzi and Yin Kexi, and it was because of this that your Taifu and his master were forced to defect from Shaolin."
This is the task arranged by Yin Zhiping for Zhang Wuji.