Zhang Hua said with a smile, "how dare a little Yang God master be invincible? It's ridiculous. I let him know what a real master is! How to seek justice? Naturally, I'll hit the door! My fists are justice!"

Zhang Tongtian couldn't help but say angrily, "nonsense! Playing the piano indiscriminately! No matter whether Li Yundong colluded with the Japanese or not, now the whole practice world owes Li Yundong a favor. What do you want others to think of us? Besides, if he really didn't collude? How can you step down in the future?"

Zhang Huashui was stifled when he heard the speech. He choked his neck and said, "then I'll find him to compete. Is it all right?"

Zhang Tongtian held back his anger and said: "Younger martial brother, listen to me and bear with it for the time being. Write a letter to Zhang Ling of Zhengyi sect, ask her, find out her style, and then make plans! Even if you want to make a move, you're not in a hurry. Now, in another month or two, it will be the succession ceremony of the leader of linggong sect. It's not too late for you to make plans at that time! These days are good, so we can find out what's going on Again! "

Zhang Huashui thought for a moment, nodded and said, "it's still senior brother. You think carefully. I'll listen to you!" after that, he strode to the next study, waved his hair, wrote a few lines on the paper, and then folded the letter paper. His hands whistled on his lips, and suddenly a crane fell by the window.

Zhang Huashui stuffed the letter paper into the bamboo tube, hung it under the wings of the crane and hid it. Then he patted it on the head and said with a smile, "well, go to Longhu Mountain to find Zhang Ling of Zhengyi religion. Remember to send the letter to her. I'll wait for your news!"

With a long cry, the crane seemed to understand people's words, spread its wings and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

In Longhu Mountain, Jiangxi Province, Zhengyi religion goes to the Qing palace.

Zhang Ling took the younger generation of Taoists and nuns of Zhengyi religion back to the mountain. She issued a strict command: "if anyone dares to chew his tongue, he will be ready to die in the mountain in the future!"

Although they are practitioners, these inner children are young people after all, but they yearn for the outside world very much. They often get together to talk about which elder martial brother and younger martial sister went down the mountain again, and which elder martial sister and younger martial sister bought a set of beautiful new clothes outside.

Zhang Ling also knows that these people usually like to stick together and chew their tongue. Sometimes a good thing can make them chew beyond recognition, and they can spread the whole Zhengyi religion in a few minutes.

Hearing Zhang Ling's reprimand, the younger generation of Zhengyi cult stuck out their tongues one by one and dispersed one after another.

Zhang Ling suddenly shouted to the youngest junior sister among them and said, "Liufang, wait."

Zhang Liufang stopped. She looked back at Zhang Ling puzzled and said, "martial uncle, what's the matter?"

Zhang Ling hesitated and said, "call your master later. I have something to do with him."

Zhang Liufang smiled and said, "OK." then he jumped away.

Zou Ping looked at her back and whispered, "master, what are you calling third martial uncle for?"

Zhang Ling sighed lightly and said, "now the situation in the cultivation world can't be stopped without golden body masters. There are three living golden body masters in Zhengyi sect. One is Wang Yuanshan, not to mention, one is the closed leader, and the other is Zhang kongyun, Zhang Liufang's master."