Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang

Chapter 501 Zhang Zhiwei’s influence, Wu Sheng also comes to support the scene

"I think little friend Zhiwei is both virtuous and well-behaved? Not only should he not be punished, but he should be rewarded!"

This gentle voice was not loud, but it reached the ears of everyone in the hall accurately.

Some people who were shouting loudly for the Heavenly Master to severely punish Zhang Zhiwei were startled when they heard this somewhat familiar voice, stopped shouting, and looked out the window of the hall with a surprised expression.

Several heads of the four families were equally surprised. Just now they saw everyone looking angry and worried. There was nothing they could do about this scene.

The head of the Wang family is still saying that the bald donkey Dehong stands on the commanding heights of morality, guiding and coercing everyone's opinions. They are very passive. Unless a highly respected person comes to stand on Zhang Zhiwei's side, there will be no solution.

The Heavenly Master was originally okay, but now his identity as Master Zhang Zhiwei is somewhat inappropriate.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard the voice of the head of the left door.

The head of the Lu family and the head of the Wang family both looked at the head of the Lu family next to them: "Old Lu, tell me, Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here!"

Lu Xuan clapped his hands and said happily: "With the left gate leader standing on the platform, this game can be solved!"

Zhang Jingqing, who had already put down the tea cup and was about to speak with a frown, relaxed her brows when she heard this voice and picked up the tea cup again.

There were also some people who didn't know the owner of the voice, but when they saw the uniform shouts in the hall suddenly lowered, many people looked in a certain direction with surprised expressions. Feeling inexplicable, they also stopped and turned their heads. Look.

Immediately, through the window of the main hall, they saw a white rainbow passing through the sky outside.

There is a human figure in the white rainbow, with a transparent body, floating in the sky, like a flying fairy from the sky.

Wherever the figure passed, the clouds boiled and surged like angry waves, leaving a "path" clearly visible to ordinary people.

In the main hall, everyone looked horrified when they saw this scene. This way of appearing was really too exaggerated.

Someone exclaimed: "This is Master Zuomen, Immortal Daying. Is it true that he has become an immortal?"

Someone looked dumbfounded and said: "Didn't news come out a few days ago that the Zuomen Chang Knocked on the Pass successfully and entered the third level of rebirth, but it did not reach the heavens and become immortals like the legend, the Trinity Sect Xuanmen The position is not guaranteed. Today I saw a man coming from the left gate in the clouds. Is this fake news? "

Someone said with certainty: "It must be fake news. Like this, are you telling me that he is not an immortal?"

"Yes, yes, yes, soaring in the clouds, riding on the mist, riding on the wind, what is this but an immortal? Fake news can harm people. If I had known this, I shouldn't have listened to Master Dehong and come to Longhu Mountain to take a trip into this muddy water. I should have Let’s go to Trinity Gate to congratulate Mr. Zuo on his success in breaking the barrier and further improving his skills.”

"That's right, Mr. Zuo Meng has always been gentle and kind-hearted. Let's go to congratulate him. If we have any questions, he will definitely give us advice. Maybe we can gain something. No matter what, it's better to come here!"

"Speaking of which, Qingzhuyuan is still wise. Even though Master Dehong invited their sect leader, he did not come over. Instead, he went to the Trinity Gate to congratulate the Zuo sect leader with great fanfare."

The arrival of the Zuo Menzhang immediately took over the host's place.

For a time, except for Master Dehong and a few others, everyone else seemed not to care so much about Zhang Zhiwei's affairs. They stared blankly out of the window.

Zhang Zhiwei was no exception. He couldn't help grinning when he saw the Zuo Men Zhang coming out of the air. He thought to himself, it depends on the seniors to show off. Zuo Men Zhang usually looks very low-key, but it turns out he is holding back something. big.

Although he was complaining like this in his heart, Zhang Zhiwei was still very touched by the sudden arrival of the Zuo Men Zhang.

The leader of the left gate had sparse eyebrows and two people in his hand. The clouds were surging behind him. He was coming fiercely, but when he got close, he suddenly slowed down and followed the big hole that the monk had knocked out before. He flew in lightly and landed in the main hall. superior.

Because Chief Zuo was covered with Bai Qi, everyone couldn't see clearly what he was holding in his hand for a moment.

After landing, the Zuomen leader nodded to Zhang Zhiwei and Zhang Jingqing, released his hand, and Lu Jin landed safely. When he raised his hand again, he was covered in blood and fell into coma, and was thrown into the middle of the hall.

After the previous difficulty, the muscles and bones were congested and swollen, and they were stretched inch by inch, almost as much as Zhang Zhiwei.

Now being hammered by Zhang Zhiwei and Zuo Menchang one after another, even the steel and iron bones will be crushed into clay. The kung fu on his body has long been exhausted. He no longer looks like the angry-eyed King Kong before. His muscles are shriveled, his body is shrunk, and he is dry. Lying on the ground, like a sponge that has been wrung out of water.

For a while, many people did not realize that this was a difficulty.

Just as he was wondering, Master Dehong stepped forward, grabbed Nan's palm, and felt his pulse with two fingers.

After confirming that he was only seriously injured but his life was not in danger, Master Dehong breathed a sigh of relief, frowned and looked at Zuo Ruotong, saying:

"Why did Master Zuomen deal such a harsh blow to Master Nan? What is the purpose of this move?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone reacted immediately.

"This guy with blood all over his body and a dry face turned out to be a troubled monk. He fell into the hands of the Little Heavenly Master first and then the Zuomen Chief. He shouldn't have been beaten to death, right?" Someone said. Whisper quietly.

"Zuo Menchang has always been kind and righteous in doing things. Even if he encounters a completely evil person, he will give the other person a chance to change his ways. He should not kill anyone." Someone who knows Zuo Menchang as a person said.

Faced with Master Dehong's question, Master Zuomen stared at him.

Both of them are highly respected people in the world, and Master Zuomen naturally knows Master Dehong, but the relationship between the two is normal, just a nod.

Master Zuo said: "Just now when Zuo was climbing a mountain, he suddenly saw a maniac who looked like a madman, running rampant on the mountain road, even accidentally injuring others without caring. Zuo then took action to capture him. Now Master Dehong said this is Master Nan? Zuo is really surprised!”

Master Dehong said in a deep voice: "This is just a misunderstanding. Just now, Master Guorong was having a discussion with Little Heavenly Master and was humiliated. He couldn't think about it for a moment and did something outrageous. Unexpectedly, he encountered Master Zuomen. ah!"

"Misunderstanding, there is no misunderstanding. It was clearly that the great monk became angry and lost his temper. As a result, he ran into the hands of the Zuomen leader. This bald donkey also wanted to throw dirty water on Zhiwei!"

Zhang Yi was extremely angry and was about to speak when he heard Zuo Ruotong say: "Little friend Zhiwei must have his own reason for doing this!"

Master Dehong frowned: "Look at what Master Zuo means, is he supporting the relationship between Little Heavenly Master and Master Quanxing?"

"It's just a rumor, how can we take it seriously?"

Master Zuo said calmly: "Zuo met Quan Xing and was willing to give some of them a chance to change their ways. According to Master Dehong, Zuo also colluded with Quan Xing?"

"The situations are different and cannot be generalized..."

Master Dehong retorted loudly, but was interrupted by Zuo Menchang, who exhaled and spoke loudly.

"Shut up!"

Normally, with Zuo Menzhang's personality, he would not interrupt others.

But he knew very well that these monks were best at sophistry and confusing right and wrong. If the other party was allowed to continue, he would definitely not be able to explain it.

After all, he was not good at words. This was the conclusion he came to after the Li Muxuan incident.

He actually had many ways to deal with what happened back then, but he was provoked by the words of the Ghost Hand King and fell into passivity.

In terms of eloquence, none of the Ghost Hand Kings combined could compare to Master Dehong. He had learned from past mistakes and learned from the future. How could he allow the other party to continue?

After drinking Master Dehong, Master Zuomen said in a deep voice:

"Zuo Mou is willing to use his reputation in this life to vouch for little friend Wei Wei. There is absolutely no such thing. The relationship between him and the head of Quanxing called Wugensheng is purely a normal relationship that does not involve positions!"

Regarding this matter, the Zuo Mengmen did not confront Zhang Zhiwei, but he believed in Zhang Zhiwei's character, so he directly vouched for it.

"Everyone, can you show Zuo some face and get this matter out of the way and get down the mountain quickly?!"

The gentle voice of Zuo Menchang made people feel like they were bathing in the spring breeze. He had not eliminated the reversal of life and still maintained the posture of a young man. His aura was not intense, but it was majestic, vast and otherworldly.

When he asked this question, some strangers felt shocked and immediately agreed.

Someone took the lead, and coupled with Zuo Menchang's unique charisma, more and more people agreed.

Seeing this situation, Master Dehong jumped out quickly and was about to speak.

Suddenly, a sound exploded like thunder.

"Then I also pledge my name as a Martial Saint to vouch for this boy Zhang Zhiwei!"

As soon as the word "Martial Saint" came out, everyone felt as if their hearts had been punched hard, and they looked out in disbelief.

I saw a strong wind blowing outside, roaring like an overwhelming mountain. Along the way, it was as if an invisible giant was crushing it, and all the grass and trees fell down.

And in front of the wave-like wind, there was a blue light stepping on the waves, shooting out.

The next second, green light rushed into the hall along the hole. In an instant, the cold energy enveloped the hall, making people feel like they were being cut by knives.

But then, the cold Qi Ji suddenly slowed down, and then suddenly withdrew, transforming into an old Taoist priest wearing gray robes with white beard and hair.

Zhang Jingqing was sitting at the head of the table. She was drinking tea. The moment she saw the Wudang Clan leader, she choked hard. She never expected that her old rival would actually stand up for her apprentice!

As if aware of Zhang Jingqing's gaze, the Wudang Clan leader turned his head and looked over. The two old enemies looked at each other, and the atmosphere seemed stagnant.

After a moment, Zhang Jingqing took the lead and bowed her hands to the Wudang Clan leader.

The Wudang disciple also nodded to Zhang Jingqing, then turned his head, without even looking at Yi Qian who was beside Zhang Jingqing.

"Uh-huh, uh-huh..."

Zhang Yi looked at his senior brother Yi Qian next to him and coughed violently.

"What are you coughing for?" Yi Qian glared and whispered: "Didn't you fight with this old guy and get beaten half to death? Do you think I would care?"

"If you don't care, why did your eyes widen when he arrived? That look doesn't look like you don't care!" Zhang Yi said with a smile.

"I'm very touched when someone repays evil with kindness. Isn't it okay to feel ashamed?"

After Yi Qian finished speaking, he seemed to feel that his thoughts were a little unclear and felt angry. He glared at Zhang Yi and said angrily: "I'll beat you half to death when I turn around!"

Zhang Yi shrank his neck and stopped talking. He knew Yi Qian well. He kept his word and his nature was like a raging fire. He was not easy to provoke. If he continued to provoke him, he would not get good results.

On the other hand, Zhang Jingqing felt a little sad when she looked at the Wudang Sect Leader who had just nodded her head and cleared away their grudges.

He also recalled the tricks he used to use the words of saints to subdue others without fighting and mess up his state of mind.

Who would have thought that the two people who were at odds with each other back then would resolve all their grudges over one thing and one person in their later years?

Even Zhang Zhiwei was a little surprised. He knew someone would come from Wudang, but he didn't expect that the person coming was the Wudang Sect Leader.

"This old man is a bit too generous!" Zhang Zhiwei thought to himself.

Originally, he was thinking of winning people over with virtue, but he didn't expect that he really won people over with virtue. Since the old seniors were backing him up, the younger generation naturally couldn't take over the show. He was also happy to watch the old seniors perform.

When the Wudang Sect Leader appeared, everyone's attention was attracted by him. He was a martial saint. In terms of reputation, he was no less than the left sect leader. He was invincible all his life and never lost. He retired for many years and was willing to stand up for Zhang Zhiwei in his later years.

Two big guys came out to stand on Zhang Zhiwei's side in a row. Everyone couldn't help but wonder in their hearts. Isn't the little Tianshi only famous among the younger generation? What's going on? So many big guys are willing to stand up for him!

The Wudang Sect Leader came in a strong manner. The left sect leader nodded to him, stepped back, and handed the home court to the Wudang Sect Leader.

In this way, Master Dehong was the only one left in the whole field to face the Wudang Sect Leader who was as fierce as a knife.

A person's reputation is like a tree's shadow. Master Dehong's face twitched. He naturally knew what kind of person the Wudang Sect Master was, but how could he retreat at this time? He forced himself to speak: "Son Sect Master..." Just after saying the name, before he could finish his words, the Wudang Sect Master's eyes fell on Master Dehong's face, his gaze was as sharp as a knife, and his murderous intent poured out. Master Dehong's eyelids twitched, and the skin on his face rose and fell like wheat waves in the wind. No matter how clever he was, he couldn't say anything at this moment. "I guarantee Zhang Zhiwei. Do you have any objections? Do you want to talk to me?" The Wudang Sect Master narrowed his eyes and looked at Master Dehong, pausing every word, his voice was murderous and cold. Everyone was shocked, and felt that the Wudang Sect Master opposite him was emitting a knife-like Qi, which was terrifyingly sharp, and he was about to kill Master Dehong if they disagreed with him. Master Dehong was covered in cold sweat and could not say anything after being captivated by the Qi of the Wudang Sect Leader.

He could feel that the man in front of him was different from Sect Leader Zuo, who could reason.

If the man in front of him said no, the sharp Qi would drown him like a floodgate.

"Over the years, it has been said that the Wudang Sect Leader retired and did not care about the affairs of the martial arts world, and that the Martial Saint was empty and only had a superficial appearance. Now it seems that it is all rumors, and the Martial Saint is still as sharp as before!" Someone sighed.

"That's the feeling. This old guy is still the same as before. I just don't know if this bald donkey has any balls under his crotch?"

Yi Qian clenched his hands. It was almost the same scene back then, but he refused to believe it, so he was almost beaten to death.