In the troubled times of the ten directions, the Martial Saint in the world!

Time came to May, and it was raining heavily.

In a shop with bright and clean windows, Mu Yuning read the book quite seriously, flipping the pages gently.

At this time, there was a crisp bell sound, the thick wooden door was pushed open, and the wind chimes swayed in the wind.

"Welcome. This is Taoyuan Xiaozhu. Would you like to carve wood or bamboo?" Mu Yuning put down the book and spoke quite gently.

Standing in front of her was a sturdy young man with a hood covering his face, but he had a detached aura.

"I heard that the owner of this shop is one of the best carving masters in the world. His craftsmanship is far superior to that of mechanical woodcarving. Therefore, I came here to visit." The rather calm words sounded, and there was a bit of confidence in the calmness. Jean, very energetic.

"If there is no reservation, then I can only say that I am sorry. Grandpa's craftsmanship is indeed very good. Even the Tathagata statue in Daguang Temple was carved by him himself. However, Grandpa's health has not been very good recently, so all orders are suspended .So, you may be disappointed." Mu Yuning said softly.

"Hehehe, what a coincidence. I am proficient in medical skills, so I may be able to help you." The young man smiled, looking quite calm.

Between the words, he slowly took off his hood, and a smile appeared on his face: "Also, don't you know your old classmates?"

Mu Yuning stared at this rather familiar face, covered her mouth in astonishment and said, "You, are you Jiang Zhe?"

She couldn't believe it.

The former Jiang Zhe was taciturn, never communicated with anyone, and always walked alone, like a lone wolf.

As for the young man in front of him, apart from his appearance not changing, his calmness and composure revealed high-spirited self-confidence, and his gestures and gestures were quite majestic and self-possessed.

This, is it really that Jiang Zhe who always hides behind others and is not good at speaking?Or, is this his twin brother?

Mu Yuning's eyes were full of doubts.

"I am indeed Jiang Zhe, but I have changed a little. This time, I hope to ask your grandfather to carve a statue for me. Since he is sick, I will let you go and see him. As for the medical skills to save lives, I still have some experience." Jiang Zhe smiled confidently.

"Okay, okay." Mu Yuning turned around slowly, raised the curtain and walked into the store.

In the small courtyard in the deepest part, the sun was shining, and the frail old man was lying peacefully on the easy chair, enjoying the sunshine.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the old man dimly opened his eyes, and said gently, "Is it Yu Ning? Is there a guest here?"

Mu Yuning nodded, "This is my high school classmate Jiang Zhe."

At this time, she remembered that Jiang Zhe had officially dropped out of school before March, and he was almost nowhere to be seen near the school since then.

"Old man, I want to ask you to carve a statue of a god. Seeing that you are sick, I happened to have studied medicine and wanted to show you." Jiang Zhe said calmly, and gently clasped the old man's wrist with five fingers.

"It's an old problem, just rest for a few days and it will be fine." The old man looked at Jiang Zhe with a smile, "Young man, are you studying ancient medicine?"

Jiang Zhe said slowly: "Insufficient blood energy, evil spirits are generated, and the body is cold and devours the master. Small problems can be dispelled with pure yang energy!"

Between the words, he slightly exerted force with his five fingers, and the emerald-like luster gathered in the palm of his hand, full of vitality.

The old man's pale face turned red instantly, and his cold palms began to warm up, recovering visibly with the naked eye.

"You, are you a warrior?" Mu Yuning said in astonishment.

Since a fairy came to the world more than ten years ago and opened up martial arts, martial arts has been practiced all over the world in an attempt to prolong life and live forever.

Jiang Zhe can not only emit emerald green light from his palm, but also dispel sickness, which reminds her of those martial arts masters.

"That's right. The teacher said, I'm just getting started." Jiang Zhe smiled lightly, "Old man, how do you think now? Are you feeling comfortable?"

The old man stood up, shook his arms, and said with a big smile, "It's much more comfortable. Young man, which god do you want the old man to carve? Is it the Tathagata Buddha who prays for good luck, or the Wenqu Xingjun who seeks education, or the Wei who wards off evil spirits?" Carrying the king?"

"This is a god that needs to be carved." Jiang Zhe gently took out a silk screen and slowly opened it.

What caught the eyes of the old man was a majestic and dignified young man with an extraordinary bearing, standing on auspicious clouds, holding a long sword, extremely free and easy.

The special thing is that behind the young man is a starry sky like broken glass!
"The old man's eyes are clumsy, I can't help but which god this is." The old man frowned slightly, quite puzzled.

Jiang Zhe stood firm, looking forward to reverence: "This is Lord Martial Saint! Martial Dao True Immortal, King of the World, Great Tang Martial Saint!!"

Wu Sheng?Martial arts immortal?
The old man's pupils changed slightly, and he murmured: "Could it be that the legendary Martial Dao Immortal who broke through the void? The one who created the Martial Dao in the world?"

Mu Yuning was also full of curiosity.

She has also heard of this existence.

Shatter the void and spread martial arts to the world!
Even under the starry sky, the top weapon against mankind - space-based battleships!
The four battleships were completely destroyed by him, truly reaching the height of gods!

She did not expect that the god Jiang Zhe wanted to carve was actually this one.

"This is a bit strange. After all, this person usually exists in legends, and you are the first one to believe in him." The old man nodded, picked up the carving knife, and put on his glasses.

Jiang Zhe said very calmly: "Immortals and Buddhas are sacred, they are all nothingness. I have believed in those guys, and I have not received a response for many years. I can only seek my own peace of mind and give money to the monks in the temple. It is meaningless."

"Young man, you have a lot of ideas." The old man hung up the picture with a smile and began to prepare for carving: "This martial saint, will he respond to believers in the world?"

"Will do."

Jiang Zhe's words sounded, the carving knife in the old man's hand froze slightly, and he looked at Jiang Zhe in disbelief.

Did you hear it right?
The young man said, that Martial Saint will respond to believers in the world?
real or fake?

"In the past, I didn't believe it either. Until that day, I met Grandmaster Wang Yan and became a disciple of Grandmaster Wang Yan. At that time, it was the first time I saw the existence of an immortal who would respond to me." Jiang Zhe said from the bottom of his heart: "If it wasn't for that person's blessing, I would still be that down-and-out Jiang Zhe, and it would be absolutely impossible for me to become the leader of Zunwu Sect now."

A disciple of Grandmaster Wang Yan?

Mu Yuning was startled.

That person is No. 1 in human martial arts.

"Young man, you have an idea." The old man raised the carving knife with a smile, "Then I'll start carving now."

At this time, the cloudless sunny day was suddenly covered by dark clouds, echoing with dull thunder