Temple of Madness

Chapter 415 Song Guangming

Chapter 415 Song Guangming
Zhang Yang looked at the head of Emei in front of him with mixed feelings, this face was very familiar to him.

"...Master, why are you here? Could it be that the people from the Yaozu taught you to take it away and lock it in that dungeon?"

Zhang Yang carefully recalled the dungeon he had been to, there seemed to be no other sounds except for the voice of Bai Ling.

Jiao Yang seemed to see Zhang Yang's doubts, and said to him: "There is another mechanism in that dungeon, which I discovered by accident. After opening that mechanism, another dungeon appeared, in which people like them were imprisoned." .”

The head of Emei looked at Zhang Yang with a gloomy face, and continued to ask anxiously: "What happened to my disciples of Mount Emei? That bastard pretended to be me, and I was afraid that they would be bad for my disciples of Emei."

Zhang Yang thought for a while, then shook his head lightly and said, "So far, all the disciples in Mount Emei are fine, but my country, Xinhua, is going to be in big trouble by the person pretending to be you."

When the head of Emei heard this, he immediately clenched his fists and said firmly: "I'm going to meet that impostor. As long as I show up, all Emei disciples will no longer listen to his bewitching!"

"Master, don't be impatient. I've already discussed this impostor with several other elders, and I will expose his true colors, and it's time for you to come back."

The head of Emei was worried at first, but he was relieved when he saw Zhang Yang's calm appearance.

"Since Master Zhang, you have such confidence, then I don't worry anymore. As long as my Emei disciple is not in any danger, I will definitely go all out in this battle between the monster race and the human race."

"Thank you, Master."

Zhang Yang cupped his hands and cupped his fists, looked at the head of Emei with a smile on his face, and then turned his eyes curiously to the several powerful seniors behind him.

He knew a few of them, but they didn't have much contact with each other.

Several people briefly introduced themselves and exchanged pleasantries, and Zhang Yang informed Yan Guixing to prepare a room for these returning spiritual masters to rest.

After everyone left with Yan Guixing, only the scorching sun was left in Zhang Yang's house, and there was an old man with a white beard in Bailing.

Zhang Yang looked at the old man curiously, and asked suspiciously: "I don't know who you are, senior?"

The coercion emanating from this old man let Zhang Yang know that he has reached the Mahayana realm for a long time, and his strength is strong, which is the power that the human race needs most now.

The old man stroked his beard in a fairy-like manner, picked up the teacup at hand, and took a sip slowly. He didn't look like he had just been released from the dungeon at all, but was as casual as visiting a friend's house.

"I am Song Guangming from Mount Wutai, and the current leader of the Wudang Sect."

Zhang Yang was startled immediately, and quickly stood up, bowed respectfully to Song Guangming, and said humbly: "It turns out that Song is the head of the sect, and he is also worshiped by the younger generation."

Song Guangming waved his hand calmly, looked at Zhang Yang kindly, nodded approvingly, and said with a smile: "We are all practitioners, so we don't need to use such empty airs. Besides, among practitioners, everyone Respect is based on strength, now you are the leader of the human race, and your strength will always be higher than mine, if you say salute, I should be the one who salutes you."

Zhang Yang was flattered and waved his hands again and again, and said seriously: "Senior, if you say that, you'll beat me to death. I'm just a practitioner who lost some luck at a young age."

Seeing Zhang Yang's humble appearance, Song Guangming nodded repeatedly.

"Well, it's not bad, it's really awesome. It's an honor for the human race to respect me as an old man with your strength. It seems that my Wudang faction has surrendered to your name, which is already the trend of the times, and With someone like you, as the leader of the human race, I believe that the human race will definitely win a big victory and get through this difficult time."

Hearing Song Guangming's praise for him, Zhang Yang didn't feel a little proud, instead his face became more humble.

"Old man, you are too proud. I am not the leader of the human race. I just temporarily give all the races a quiet land. When the war is over, everyone will return to the land of China to continue their lives."

Song Guangming nodded with a smile, looked at Zhang Yang thoughtfully, waved to him, and signaled her to walk in front of him.

Zhang Yang took two steps forward, Song Guangming slowly raised his hand, and put his hand between his eyebrows, suddenly a warm current spread from Song Guangming's fingertips to Zhang Yang's whole body, reaching deep in his heart.

Zhang Yang didn't resist, but let Song Guangming flow his true energy all over his body.

Because Zhang Yang could feel that Song Guangming didn't have any malice towards him, on the contrary, he seemed to be helping him.

Sure enough, after Song Guangming's zhenqi circulated around Zhang Yang's body, Zhang Yang exhaled a long breath of turbid air, and the part of his body that was finally blocked instantly relaxed a lot, and his zhenqi rose again.

"Thank you, senior."

Song Guangming waved his hand with a smile, and said, "Originally, I wanted to have a look at your foundation and see if you are suitable for practicing my Wudang sect's exercises, but I think your body foundation is solid, and you have many advanced exercises Heart Sutra, it is estimated that my Wudang exercises are just a drop in the bucket for you, and have no effect."

Zhang Yang cupped his fists and said with a smile: "The senior is able to help me open up my meridians, the junior is already very grateful. It's just that the junior is very curious, why are you in the dungeon of the demon clan?"

Song Guangming's expression changed, and he seemed a little embarrassed. He didn't go deep into this topic, but changed the subject, and said to Zhang Yang seriously: "Although you are younger than me, your strength is higher than mine, so I will call you Say Zhang Zhenren."

"Actually, you can call me by my name."

Song Guangming smiled lightly and continued: "Everyone in my Wudang faction is hiding in a secret place in Wutai Mountain. This secret place has not been discovered by the Yaozu people. It is estimated that they are practicing now and their strength has greatly increased. It can also be regarded as helping my human race increase their strength." It's just that I have to open this secret realm myself, and I want to bring all my disciples to this secret realm, so I need you to take some time to accompany me to Mount Wutai."

When Zhang Yang heard this, he was immediately overjoyed.

Facing the alliance between Buddha Kingdom and Yaozu, what he needs is to increase his own strength and team!
"That's natural, but I can't leave now. I need to find out that fake Emei first, so that I can have time to accompany you to Mount Wutai."

"It doesn't matter, the most important thing is to find out this mole. It just so happens that I have a good rest in the past two days. The hard floor of the dungeon will almost break my old bones."

"Okay, then you can stay in my yard first."

(End of this chapter)