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"We're not interested in this kind of thing in the International Phase Art Competition, go find whoever you want! It would be best if he went to find my junior brother, who is also the current Patriarch of the Celestial Fortune Telling Sect, because he likes to join in the fun! "

Above the Mao Mountain, a strong wind was blowing and vegetation was swirling. "Zhang SanKuang lazily leaned against a reclining chair, looking at a middle-aged fat man with a wretched face. He waved his hand and said in a bland voice.

"Old deity, I, your junior brother, will naturally have to invite you as well, but you can't not go!" Isn't there a saying in China that a brother is like his father, how can your junior's level not catch up to yours! " When the middle-aged fatty heard Zhang Sanfeng's words, he was not moved at all. He continued to pile on top of Zhang Sanfeng, flattering him one after another.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and gestured for the fat middle-aged man to stand by his side, then said with a smile, "If you say that my standards are higher than the bulls nose of the Longhu Mountains, or the Dragon Seeking Masters of the Kunlun Mountains, I would definitely think that your bullsh * t actions are right, but you said that my skills are stronger than my junior brother, even if you say that I was beaten to death, I wouldn't dare admit it!"

"We've also never heard of that Junior Martial Brother of yours, nor have we ever seen him in person!" The middle-aged fatty's expression changed slightly as he looked at Zhang Sanfeng and continued to ask, "Old Daoist Immortal, is that junior brother of yours really that powerful?"

Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand while beaming, and said unhurriedly: "You have never heard of my Little Junior Brother before, so there's no need to rush. You should have heard of the name of the Spiritual Master Ming Shi from the Longhu Mountains, right?"

"I've heard that Spiritual Master Ming Shi's cultivation in the field of martial arts is unprecedented, he is definitely a Master. I must also invite him this time!"

That's simple, once you reach the Longhu Mountains, tell Ox-nose that my junior brother, Zhang Sanfeng, is also participating in this competition, Ox-nose will definitely say that the sect is busy, and will push this matter away, do you believe me?! Zhang Sanfeng said indifferently.

The middle-aged fatty's face revealed an expression of surprise, and he said in shock: "Old Daoist Immortal, you can't trick me. With Daoist Master Ming Shi's cultivation, how could he be defeated by your junior?!"

"Alright, then let's not talk about Ming Shi. "There's a Pope in Europe called Lahore, you should know that, right?"

The fat middle-aged man nodded his head, and said: "This is naturally known, His Holiness the Pope can be said to be the most powerful person in the world. However, the strange death that happened a while ago became an unsolved mystery in the history of the religion. Could it be that this has something to do with your youngest junior brother? "

"He wasn't killed by my junior brother, but this matter has something to do with him!" "When we were in Europe, not only did we not lose against the Pope and the Black Mage Saintess, we even crippled their cultivation!" Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard, and said proudly: "One more thing, if he had not changed his fate, the Amazon Rainforest would have disappeared long ago!"

Listening to Zhang Sanfeng recount everything that Lin Bai had done, the middle-aged fat man was completely stunned on the spot. Unknowingly, cold sweat had flowed down his spine! He began to regret accepting such an errand. If the God of Slaughter knew of his intentions, even if he had the same nine lives as the cat, it still wouldn't be enough to stuff it inside!

"Old deity, what does your junior apprentice brother look like? I heard you say he's a deity, could you let me see his celestial appearance. When we meet in the future, I'll pay my respects to him!" The middle-aged fatty stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead as he spoke softly.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and nodded, he took out the last time he went to Yanjing from his pocket, and the Love Madness he had gotten from Liu Jingtian, and opened the photo album, flipping through a few precious collection of fat ass and widow appearances, he called out Lin Bai's photo, enlarged it, and handed it over to the fat middle-aged man, and chuckled: "Look, this is my Immortal junior brother!"

"Old deity, we don't need to play with people like that. If you don't want to go, then so be it. You don't have to take his photo to fool me! " The middle aged fatty took a glance at Lin Bai on the photo and spoke with a strange expression.

Zhang Sanfeng was also stunned hearing that, he took the phone and looked at it a few times, and after confirming that Lin Bai was right, he stared at the fat middle-aged man and said: "What did you say just now, giving me the living Buddha, when did my junior brother become that thing!"

"Old deity, although old man is supernatural, you can't do something like insulting the celestial sovereign!" When the fat middle-aged man heard Zhang Sanfeng's words, his face revealed a look of fear, and he said anxiously: "And the photo, not only are there people paying homage to it, even among the people from different parts of the Maoshan, worship it. It is said that as long as you are sincere, the Immortal Master will bless your family with the help of a man!"

"What nonsense is this!" My little junior brother had just gotten married a few years ago, and now my nephew still hasn't been born in his mother's stomach. Why is it that in just a few days of effort, he has become some kind of living Buddha gigolo! Fatty, you can't be seeing things, right? " Zhang Sanfeng slapped his thigh, and said fiercely while staring at the middle aged fatty.

The fat man's body trembled as he quickly said, "Old god, please don't wrongly accuse me!" I've heard a lot about this living Buddha giver since I came here from Kaifeng, and every single one of them spoke of it in a very orderly manner. I didn't see any one of them say that he's your junior brother, even those big girls and their wives at the foot of the mountain, I also didn't see them not bowing because they're familiar with each other! "

"Something is wrong, something big is happening!" Zhang Sanfeng stood up in exasperation, his hands behind his back, he spun around continuously as he thought back and forth endlessly, muttering to himself: "What kind of son of a b * tch is this, to think of such a desperate method, to actually want to sacrifice my junior brother alive, I must catch that son of a b * tch alive and skin him alive!"

"A living sacrifice?!" Old deity, what kind of words are those?! " Hearing the words from Zhang Sanfeng's mouth, the fat middle-aged man asked with a suspicious look on his face.

Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand, and then said with a frown: "You just said that when you came here from Kaifeng, you saw many people worshiping the photo in their hands along the way? Are you sure you're not mistaken, that photo looks the same as my junior brother?! "

"Old deity, you are wise. If I lie in front of you, wouldn't that be courting death! I dare to say with confidence that what I see is really your junior brother! " The middle-aged fatty's words were firm, and after rolling his eyes a few times, he looked at Zhang Sanfeng and continued: "Old Daoist Immortal, then are you still not going to participate in the international competition?"

"No!" F * ck, someone's bullying my junior brother, as his senior, how could I have the time to do something like fishing for fame! Go away! " Zhang Sanfeng was an impatient one, and felt that the situation was not right. There was someone who wanted to target Lin Bai, so they wanted to deduce the secrets of heaven as soon as possible.

The fat middle-aged man was not anxious at all. After he saw Zhang Sanfeng smile awkwardly, he said softly: "Old Immortal, it's fine if you don't go, but before I come, a participant in the competition asked me to pass on a message to you, saying that you will definitely understand the grudge you had against the Maoshan that day, and that you and your junior will definitely take back the things you stole from him!"

"Do you think that person is short and has combed his hair into a big bun? Or is he wearing a golden dog chain around his neck?!" After Zhang Sanfeng heard this, he stretched out his hand to grab the middle aged fatty. After rolling his eyes, he looked at him and asked.

The fat middle-aged man nodded and said, "That's right. Your excellency still remembers that the person is the best. My words have reached him, so he can return and report back. This trip was not in vain!"

"It really didn't run!" I was wondering which son of a b * tch was so vicious that he would actually make this disciple deal with my junior brother. So it turns out that Chen Qiling was still not giving up, and was mumbling about how he attempted to snatch the Celestial Fortune Telling Sect's power back then, and did such a vicious thing! " Zhang Sanfeng muttered to himself, turned his head and continued to stare at the middle-aged fatty: "Then what else is there to say?"

"There's nothing else, I'm just telling you to remember something. Don't be scared when the time comes!" The fat middle-aged man cupped his hands towards Zhang Sanfeng, then said: "Old Daoist Immortal, I've passed on the message. There's nothing else, I'll go down the mountain now, and pay my respects to you in the future!"

"Wait, who told you to leave, come back!" Zhang Sanfeng muttered to himself a little, stared at the middle-aged fatty and said solemnly: "Tell me in detail what kind of international competition you are talking about!"

"Old deity, didn't you not sign up?" The middle-aged fatty's face revealed a hint of joy as he hurriedly asked.

Zhang Sanfeng frowned, and said harshly: "When did I say I won't register to participate, speak clearly!"

The mountain wind was biting cold, and it shook the mountains and the twilight snow. The jungle was dyed black, as if it was playing an elegy! Zhang Sanfeng stood alone on the side of the cliff in front of the temple.

"Master, is something wrong with my father?" It had only been a year, and Li Qingnan had grown a lot taller than when he was in Yanjing. Furthermore, his entire demeanor had changed a lot since then, and his otherworldly emotions were obvious. It was as if his every action and action had become one with the heaven's way!

Zhang Sanfeng nodded and sighed: "I'm afraid this time, it will be even more troublesome than before!"

"Master, trouble is always afraid of us. Since when have Barbara and I ever been afraid of trouble!" Li Qingnan slowly walked to Zhang Sanfeng's side, and faced the cold and desolate wind at the peak of Maoshan, he enunciated every word.

The child's voice was extremely clear, but it gave people a sense of conviction from the bottom of their hearts. It was as if his words were heavenly, causing people to not dare to have any thoughts of resistance.

"Nannan your words are not wrong at all. If there is trouble then we will uproot it!" Zhang Sanfeng said indifferently.