Under one person: Get the Beiming magic skill at the beginning

It's impossible not to care.

Zhang Wang's face twitched slightly, and he stubbornly said, "Why would he come to the Tang Sect? Is he here to give Zhang Chulan face?"

"How could that be?"

Tang Miaoxing smiled and shook his head, seemingly happy about Mo Wen's arrival.

"Times are changing so fast, and new talents emerge in every generation."

"Although there are rumors that Zhang Chulan and Mo Wen have a close relationship, it hasn't reached that level yet. Zhao Fangxu said that Mo Wushen came to our Tang Sect to witness our Tang Sect's unique skills."

"Dan Shi".

Zhang Wang and Tang Qiushan, who was standing to the side like a ghost, both stared wide-eyed, puzzled, and asked, "Doesn't he have many tricks up his sleeve? Why would he be interested in our Dan Shi?"

Tang Miaoxing smiled broadly: "Doesn't this just prove the status of our Tang Clan's Dan Shi (a martial arts technique)?"

"Even the most famous young heroes in the world, the number one martial god in the world, came here because of Dan Shi's reputation."

He was so happy to see Tang Miaoxing.

Zhang Wang said with a displeased look, "What are you so happy about? Don't forget your senior brother, in our sect right now, is there anyone who still has mastered the Pill Devouring technique?"

"The Tang Clan of today is utterly unworthy of the name of Dan Shi!"

Upon hearing this, Tang Miaoxing's smile vanished, while Tang Qiushan shrank back, looking dejected.

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Chapter 435 Zhang Chulan Sensing the Crisis

Because of changes in the times and environment.

The Tang Clan is beginning to face a gradual decline in talent and a downward trend.

It's not that we don't have enough manpower.

It is the Tang Clan's ultimate technique, Dan Shi.

It has been almost ten years since anyone has been able to master it.

Ten years ago, the sect leader Yang Lie pursued Zhang Huaiyi, who had secretly infiltrated the Tang Clan, and ultimately died.

The last person in the entire Tang Sect to master the Dan Shi technique has completely disappeared.

The Tang Sect lost its most powerful killing move, Dan Shi.

Two entire generations, countless people died, yet they still could not learn the Dan Shi technique.

This is why Zhang Wang said that the Tang Clan is no longer worthy of the name "Dan Shi".

Tang Miaoxing was silent for a moment, then said slowly, "Actually, there's one more."

"I know who you're talking about, but he doesn't count!"

"He's just a sinful bastard!"

Upon hearing Tang Miaoxing mention that person, Zhang Wang was immediately enraged and stood up to retort.

"Don't be angry, Lao Zhang. Senior Brother Miaoxing didn't bring it up on purpose, and he didn't say anything wrong."

Tang Qiushan quickly tried to smooth things over.

Zhang Wang glared at him directly: "Qiu Shan, do you also think that guy is still one of my Tang Clan members?"

"Uh... I'm just stating the facts... Old Zhang, what you said makes sense." Tang Qiushan waved his hands repeatedly, looking somewhat embarrassed.

“Zhang Wang, why make things difficult for Qiu Shan?” Tang Miaoxing said, shaking her head slightly.

"I have my own way of mastering the Pill Devouring Technique and bringing the Tang Clan back to its former glory."

"You have your own way?"

Zhang Wang sneered, his gaze fixed on Tang Miaoxing: "Remember Tang Miaoxing, the Tang Clan declined under your leadership!"

He then sat down again, took a deep breath to calm his excited emotions.

After a while, he said, "But I agree with what you said: times are changing. Back then, there was Zhang Zhiwei, and now there is Mo Wen."

"Therefore, the system and rules should also be changed!"

Tang Miaoxing's expression darkened slightly, and she did not respond.

Zhang Wang was too lazy to continue speaking, and said to the middle-aged man behind him, "Tang Ming."

“I’m here,” the middle-aged man said.

"Zhang Chulan can see us if he wants, but only if he comes here. You must not tell the children that Zhang Chulan is coming here."

Zhang Wang smiled and said softly.

Tang Ming nodded expressionlessly: "Understood."

"What if that Palace Master Mo is also here?" Tang Ming asked after thinking for a moment.

Zhang Wang said, "We will naturally greet Palace Master Mo in person, but not Zhang Chulan."

"understood."

Tang Ming turned and left.

......

A Wuling Hongguang van was parked at the entrance of Tangmen Martial Arts School.

Zhang Chulan, Feng Baobao, and the Lu siblings got out of the car.

Looking at the vast new campus in front of him, Zhang Chulan's expression turned solemn as he recalled what Xu Si had told him before.

"To meet Tang Miaoxing, the head of the Tang Clan, you must first go through the new campus and then go to the old campus."

"Hopefully, this trip won't encounter too many setbacks."

Suddenly, they saw three people walk out of the Tang Clan Martial Arts School gate. Two of them were carrying a blond man in their arms. They threw him away with all their might.

"Ouch!"

The blond man fell to the ground, looking quite pitiful.

However, the two men who threw him out completely ignored him and instead said to the bald man in the middle outside the door, "Uncle Wang, you really are getting old!"

He pointed at the blond man on the ground and said, "How long has this kid's picture been posted in your gatehouse? You've banned him from stepping into the campus, how could you forget!"

Uncle Wang, the gatekeeper, was sweating and scratching his head.

The blond man looked completely innocent and said, "I'm just a student who came here because of its reputation, why won't you let me in?"

"Stop talking nonsense! We all know who you are!"

Another red-haired man gritted his teeth and said, "Wang Zhenqiu is not allowed in. That's the school motto, understand?"

"Huh? If a dog can go in, why can't I?"

Wang Zhenqiu looked surprised but said it without caring at all.

The red-haired man glared and said, "Damn it, how did we end up with such a shameless bastard? Is there anyone more shameless than him?"

The man with the pot lid next to him nodded in agreement.

Just then, Wang Zhenqiu turned his head and his eyes lit up.

"Huh?!"

"Zhang Chulan! And the baby!"

As Zhang Chulan walked in, his lips twitched. He completely ignored the scoundrel and asked kindly, "Excuse me, this is the Tang Clan Martial Arts School, right?"

Who are you?

The red-haired man raised an eyebrow and asked.

But he quickly realized, "Wait, that silly look, that four-leaf clover hairstyle...you're Zhang Chulan!?"

Zhang Chulan grinned, revealing an innocent smile. "Hehe, it's me. Is there a Tang Wenlong here?"

"How dare you mention Brother Long! Zhang Chulan!" the red-haired man exclaimed excitedly.

"Uh, how could I not mention it? After all, Brother Long and I became friends after a fight..." Before Zhang Chulan could finish speaking, Wang Zhenqiu pounced on him and grabbed his collar: "You damn girl, you finally came, Zhang Chulan! I've been so bored these past few days!"

Zhang Chulan looked utterly dejected: "Please, Qiu'er, I'm just bored... leave me alone..."

At the same time, Zhang Chulan cried out in his heart, "Big brother, where are you? Come and take this bastard away!"

In his mind, perhaps only Mo Wen could suppress this freak Wang Zhenqiu.

Lu Linglong and Lu Lin looked at each other in bewilderment.

I don't quite understand the relationship between Zhang Chulan and Wang Zhenqiu.

Suddenly, Lu Lin's ears twitched, and she looked into the distance.

A black luxury sedan drove up and came to a steady stop in front of Tangmen Martial Arts School.

Everyone's attention was drawn to the black sedan.

Click.

The car door opened.

Two figures got out of the passenger seat and the left side of the back seat.

Upon seeing these two people, Zhang Chulan froze, "Old Wang, and... Lü Liang?!"

"Hey, Zhang Chulan, we really are destined to meet, I can run into you anywhere." Wang Ye was also very surprised to see Zhang Chulan. He really didn't know that his trip to Tang Sect was related to Zhang Chulan.

Lü Liang ignored Zhang Chulan and quickly went to the right side of the car door to open it.

"Brother Mo, we've arrived." Lü Liang straightened up and said respectfully.

"Tsk, Lü Liang, are you trying to make me a domineering CEO or a powerful and arrogant man?"

Mo Wen got out of the car with a helpless expression, "You even acted as my assistant and opened the car door for me."

Lu Liang chuckled and said seriously, "With your current status, it's only natural that you have a lackey to open doors for you, Brother Mo."

Seeing the dramatic change in his appearance, Lü Liang, who had been arrogant before but became obsequious towards Mo Wen, was now in a different state.