The Wudang Junior Master

Chapter 305 The world in the mural?

"Fourth Brother, calm down!"

The Purple Winged Demon King grabbed the Red Demon King's arm and said sternly, "Don't be murderous. Have you forgotten the restrictions?"

When the Red Devil King, who was spitting fire, heard this, he was angry... but he didn't dare to be angry, and his arrogance immediately weakened by three points.

"Hmph, I'm just satisfying my desire to talk!" The Red Demon King gritted his teeth.

Seeing this, Zhang Wuling shook his head and sighed that Master Zu Tianshi was really good at teaching.

Taoist Feng, who had been sitting there, watched the show for a while before speaking: "Alright, don't fight here. This place is too small. Be careful not to get hurt."

Zhang Wuling looked around and nodded in agreement: "It's true that I can't use it. Let's go out and compete."

"Don't be impatient, kid." Feng Laodao stretched out his hand and pointed at a huge mural behind him. "See this thing? If you want to mess around, wait until you get inside."

"Ok?"

Zhang Wuling was confused and looked at the huge mural.

The murals are very exquisite, with gold and color paintings, outlining a magnificent picture of mountains and rivers, and you can also see a large sea of ​​clouds.

Even if one has no knowledge of archaeology and no eye for treasure hunting, the aesthetics of this mural alone will surely make it a priceless treasure.

But no matter how exquisite a mural is, it is still a mural. How can one enter the world within it? This isn't a performance of Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio...

and many more!

The thoughts in Zhang Wuling's mind stopped abruptly, and he seemed to have discovered something, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

Taoist Feng laughed and said, "Although I don't know where you got the news from, it doesn't matter now. Fighting against heaven, earth, and people is always fun."

"You should know what we are going to do. The real tomb of the Nanzhao King is here, but the Nanzhao King and Phoenix Gallbladder are not here. Instead, they are in the world painted on the wall."

"It's easy to enter the world in the painting. Find the three golden masks worn by the ancient priests and place them on the faces of the three bronze statues nearby."

Next to the mural, there are three bronze statues standing, and two of them are wearing golden masks on their faces, leaving only the one on the far right without one.

Taoist Feng said, "We found two of these masks. The last one is on you. But don't worry, I've sent someone to get it. I believe there will be results soon."

"I see." Zhang Wuling nodded, then grinned and said, "However, I'm not here to find the tomb of the King of Nanzhao. I'm here to find you. For me, it seems to be in my best interest to not let you in."

"Hmm..." Old Taoist Feng clapped his hands. "Yes, theoretically it is true, but there is one thing you may not know."

"what?"

Old Feng said, "Haha, this King of Nanzhao wanted to use the phoenix gall to transform his corpse into an immortal. Although he didn't succeed, he still used it to keep his corpse alive for thousands of years, becoming a demon in a painting and a devil in a corpse."

"Now, it's almost time for it to face its calamity. Sooner or later, it will wake up. As long as it can survive this calamity, maybe it can truly ascend to become an immortal? But no matter what, once it succeeds, its life form will be completely different from its current one."

Taoist Feng stared at Zhang Wuling with a half-smile, and said, "Would you like to guess what the 'robbery' of this thing is?"

Zhang Wuling said, "It's you."

"No, to be more precise, it's 'we.'" Old Taoist Feng gestured with his fingers. "This is called 'destiny.' Even if you stop my plan today, the corpse of the King of Nanzhao will eventually become a problem that you will have to deal with."

After hearing this, Zhang Wuling was completely unmoved. "So what? I can deal with you first, and then I can deal with this corpse of the King of Nanzhao!"

"Or," said Old Taoist Feng, "we can join forces to deal with the corpse of the Nanzhao King first, and then fight it out. How about that?"

"No way."

The corner of Taoist Feng's mouth twitched, and he suddenly found that Zhang Wuling was particularly unlovable.

To be honest, he doesn't like this kind of 'irrational' people. If he wants to break the brains of such people, the most effective way is to replace their brains.

But, after all, Feng Laodao has been around for so many years and has met some strange people.

If one method doesn't work, just try another. No one is without weaknesses.

Not to mention humans, even gods may not be perfect...

While secretly observing Zhang Wuling, Feng Laodao suddenly discovered something. His eyes fell on his wrist, and after a moment, the corners of his mouth rose.

"Really? That's a shame." Old Taoist Feng shook his head deliberately. "As far as I know, there's a precious treasure on the corpse of the Nanzhao King. However, that treasure requires a special method to awaken. I just happen to know something about it..."

Zhang Wuling's ears twitched, and he asked with a hint of suspicion, "What treasure? Are you trying to trick me?"

"Of course not," said Old Taoist Feng. "The corpse of the King of Nanzhao is not ordinary. Besides the Phoenix Gallbladder, he also collected a lot of valuable items. Anything he could carry with him must be something extraordinary."

"What's that thing called?"

Taoist Feng laughed and said, "Why are you asking this? You don't want it."

Swish!

Zhang Wuling dodged and came to Feng Laodao's side. He shook his hand and said seriously, "Hey, what you said is true. Actually, I have thought about it carefully. Your previous suggestion does make sense!"

"Those are all private matters between us. The corpse of the King of Nanzhao is a true demon. Exorcising demons and defending the Dao is the first priority of a Taoist disciple. How can we let personal matters override public ones? Don't you agree?"

The three Red Demon Kings were stunned and stood there like wooden chickens.

"No..." The Red Demon King looked at the other two brothers, "How can this bastard be so shameless? Even that old idiot wasn't so mean back then!"

The corner of the Purple Winged Demon King's mouth twitched: "Brother, this kid is the second Zu Tianshi. I think you are blind."

The powerful demon king didn't say anything, his strong body was as silent and steady as a mountain.

Did Zhang Wuling really change his mind because of a few words from Feng Laodao?

Oh, it’s true.

But the reason for this was that Zhang Wuling realized that Taoist Feng seemed to want him to join in dealing with the corpse of the King of Nanzhao.

If it weren't for this, the other party wouldn't have had to say so much to him, or even seduce him in the end.

There must be something fishy going on here!

Originally, Zhang Wuling didn't want to pay attention to it, after all, there was a high probability that it was a trap, but on second thought, this might not be an opportunity.

And he was indeed curious about what the treasure that Feng Laodao was talking about was.

As for accusing the other party of lying, that shouldn't be the case. If they really had other intentions, would they be trying to trap someone without investing any money?

When Taoist Feng saw Zhang Wuling agreed, he smiled and said, "I knew that you are a man who knows how to deal with current events."

"No, no, you're too kind."

Just when the two were having a heart-to-heart talk, Queen Chen came up with a golden mask in her hand.

But when he saw Feng Laodao and Zhang Wuling holding hands, chatting and laughing together like grandfather and grandson, he was stunned.

No, what's going on? Are the cat and the mouse hooking up?