By the way, after you go out, you'll remember Zhao Xiao and many things I said to you, but!
You can't remember the specific content of the chat, nor can you remember what I said about Erlang Shen Yang Jian or anything like that. You'll pull out your hair and think frantically, but you just can't remember!
Who wakes first from the great dream? I know myself best. Even if you're a trendsetter of the new era, you're still just drinking my old man's bathwater.
Hahahahahaha…
With a sharp "crack," a gleaming blade slashed down vertically, cleaving Zhang Junbao in two from the center of his forehead by Fang Zong.
This time, however, there was no recovery. The main hall collapsed, the white clouds burned, and the white cranes that drifted in from the clouds also shattered into snow-white specks of light.
Fang Zong stood amidst the ruins, his smile carrying a profound meaning.
“Old man, I’ll remember you!” he whispered.
"You can't remember!" someone laughed.
Fang Zong: "I said I'll remember you!"
"You think my supernatural powers are fake..."
With a loud bang, Fang Zong felt as if his forehead had exploded, his scalp tingled, and his blood surged.
He suddenly stood up, and the area within a hundred meters was burned to ashes.
The surrounding scenery... is quite normal.
Fang Zong stood in mid-air and looked down. He could see the crooked old tree that had been burned to ashes by his flames.
Looking into the distance, I could also see the river and the fish that I had admired before going to sleep.
It was still night.
Under a canopy of stars, a faint glimmer of white dawn peeked through...
What just happened? Zhao Xiao? Why is that the only name I remember?
Fang Zong felt like his brain was mush, so he decided to stop thinking and asked directly, "Have I been infected?"
Ninth Sister laughed and said, "Yes, you fell for it, and then... blah blah blah..." Ninth Sister recounted the conversation between Fang Zong and Zhang Junbao.
"Spiritual energy is reviving, and Zhao Xiao is Erlang Shen Yang Jian? Interesting!"
Fang Zong listened and laughed. Just then, Hu Batian landed on his shoulder and pointed east, saying, "Meow, someone ambushed you. I found him in a small Taoist temple to the east. Meow, that was close! If I hadn't been able to disguise myself as an ordinary cat, he would have discovered me."
Fang Zong nodded: "Get him!"
Ninth Sister asked in surprise, "Why not find Zhao Xiao first, and deal with Zhang Junbao first?"
"Do I look like the kind of person who's willing to suffer a loss? Even if he's a supernatural-level expert, the old guy is clearly not the combat type..."
Wait, what did you say his name was?
Fang Zongzheng was speaking when he suddenly changed his mind.
Ninth Sister: "Zhang Junbao."
"Ahem, let's go to the Ten Stores to find Zhao Xiao first."
Fang Zong made a decisive decision and turned to leave.
Zhang Junbao? Damn it, isn't that Zhang Sanfeng?
Zhang Sanfeng, whose given name was Junbao and also known as Quanyi, was known by the Taoist name Sanfeng.
He was the founder of the Wudang School, the supreme master of martial arts, the founder of internal martial arts, the founder of Tai Chi...
He's famously good at fighting!
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