Clan Leader, the Aura Recovery Is Finally Here

Chapter 478

“Come!”

A little lonely voice in the pride also resounded in the ears of the old patriarch Zhang Changsheng.

Zhang Changsheng didn’t have any worries either, his face like an immortal walked to the mysterious Martial Saint powerhouse with indifferent face.

Along with the Martial Saint powerhouse, who had turned into an ordinary size, waved his sleeves slightly, a tea table with a very simple atmosphere also appeared in front of Zhang Changsheng and him.

The vision of the patriarch Zhang Changsheng was so harsh, he naturally felt the extraordinary place of this tea table in front of him from the beginning.

He nodded quickly, and exclaimed, “A good tea table, such a tea table with an inexplicable charm, it should also come from a famous master…”

“Senior, please sit down!”

The mysterious Martial Saint powerhouse, upon hearing this, laughed loudly, and was seated on the side of the tea table. Zhang Changsheng saw that the other party was already seated, and he was not cautious, so he just sat down.

The mysterious Martial Saint powerhouse, seeing this extraordinary Zhang Changsheng seated in front of him, the eyes that had been in silence for too long had a glimmer of light.

“The Sword Technique Dao in the world is just like the variety of this drink. Among the many varieties, each one has its meaning and usefulness. Then the Dao Master, do you think that in the world of the Sword Technique Dao, which one belongs to the world? The best Sword Technique Avenue?”

The mysterious Martial Saint powerhouse was uttering his own question, and on the one hand, he waved the charcoal fire under the teapot seat on the tea table.

Boil wine, boil wine…

In fact, what you drink is an artistic conception, and it is also an important tool for communication between people who are in harmony with yourself.

The ancestor Zhang Changsheng did not expect that the mysterious Martial Saint powerhouse in front of him would ask such a difficult choice at the very beginning.

There are too many answers to such questions. Every Practitioner who specializes in swordsmanship feels that the Sword Technique avenue he cultivates is the strongest and most suitable for him.

It’s just like all the stars on that day. There are too many like a feather and countless. If you say that you know the best, then others will think that the one you know is the best.

Zhang Changsheng was not in a hurry, returning to the question asked by the mysterious Martial Saint powerhouse before him. Instead, he half-squinted his breathtaking eyes and took out a bottle of the great wine he often drank with one hand.

Time goes by a little bit…

“Grumbling…”

As time passed, the wine made with charcoal fire finally boiled at this moment.

Zhang Changsheng’s expression is faint, the corners of his mouth are slightly grinning, and his eyes are filled with a forward firmness. “Senior, in my opinion, the Sword Technique Avenue in the world is like the stars in the sky. Everyone yearns for the Sword in their hearts. Technique Avenue is completely different.”

“But in my opinion, there are thousands of Sword Technique avenues in the world. What I wish I expect is that I am Sword Technique, and Sword Technique is me. Looking at the vicissitudes of life, I have no regrets!”

“Snapped……”

The old patriarch Zhang Changsheng’s own understanding is too amazing, even if the tone of voice is not loud, but it is indeed shocking to the mysterious Martial Saint powerhouse sitting opposite him.

“Good wine…”

The mysterious Martial Saint powerhouse looked shocked. He looked at the steaming wine glass that had been shattered on the ground, as if he was complimenting the drink provided by Zhang Changsheng, but he seemed to be telling himself something. ………

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The nine-tailed celestial fox Ari, who had been silently hiding his breath in the distance, was on the eighteenth floor, and tears were also surging through his beautiful eyes.

In this, now that hundreds of thousands of years have passed, it is already vicissitudes of life, and the only thing she hopes for is to hope for her own father.

That is to say, the town demon tower was created, and the powerful Martial Saint who overwhelmed the world 100,000 years ago broke through his own heart disease, so as to put everything down and pick up everything.

No one can imagine that Ali, a nine-tailed fox who has never gone out to experience the world, knows Dao heart better than some Cultivation Base’s advanced practice Practitioners.

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“The tortoise, why don’t you say that Patriarch and his elders have not come out? How long has passed since this, and now the whole town demon tower is completely quiet, I feel that Patriarch he should have made this extremely dangerous. The town demon tower is completely sealed.”

For the head of Shushan who has been waiting outside the town demon tower, Qing Wei Dao Master still hopes in his heart that Wudang Patriarch can quickly handle the affairs of this town demon tower.

Of course, he also didn’t want to deal with the demon tower in this town here, the old ancestor would suffer any injuries, he is the head of Shushan, and he can’t bear such a responsibility.

The mythical Dragon Turtel on the side raised the huge dragon head high, and didn’t say much, except that the huge pair of golden vertical pupils carried the color of worry, which ordinary people could see.

It’s just that the mythical Dragon Turtel is worried and worried, but it also believes in its own master Zhang Changsheng.

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