I Develop Martial Arts Games, And The World Is Crazy!

After finally catching a pigeon, I thought it would be a meatball, but it turned out to be a carrier pigeon!

Forget about the carrier pigeon, if you can see some big secret from this message, that's not bad.

But in the end, nothing was written in the letter!

This made Teacher Ma a little depressed.

"Little brothers, there is something wrong with this letter. It must be that the pigeon lost the rest."

Teacher Ma held the pigeon in one hand and the note in the other, looked left and right, but couldn't tell what it was.

This letter, which was only personally signed and signed by Zhang Zhenren, naturally aroused heated discussions among the water friends.

"Is there a possibility that there is something like Morse code in this letter?"

"Upstairs has a rich imagination, it's a pity not to be a detective!"

"That may not be true, after all, this game is so hardcore, anything is possible!"

"The Morse code is unlikely, but I think the content of this letter may be hidden."

"That's right, that's right, I cheated when I was a kid and bought the kind of pen that doesn't directly reveal the handwriting!"

"Upstairs has the truth, I think this guess is reliable!"

"What's the use of guessing here? Teacher Ma just hand over the letter to Master Zhang?"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Ma, hurry up, we want to see Zhenren Zhang!"

For Wudang Master Zhang, this immortal figure who only exists in word of mouth, the water friends have long been curious.

However, as a new disciple of Teacher Ma, even in Wudang, it is not easy to meet such a person.

But now, isn't this opportunity coming?

With the excuse of delivering the letter, wouldn't he be able to meet the legendary figure Zhang Zhenren?

Now, all the water friends are excited.

Many people went to other live broadcast rooms to spread the news frantically.

Not to mention Xiao Tuantuan's die-hard fans who watched her practice Jingtao Palm, even some LSPs who lingered in the dance area couldn't help rushing over.

Teacher Ma's heart skipped a beat at the moment.

yes!

What’s the point of not eating roasted squab!

What if you didn't read the contents of this letter!

With this letter, he has a reason to go to see Zhenren Zhang.

Taishan Beidou, the first person in the Ming Dynasty, a land god, is much more powerful than Ximen Chuuxue!

This series of titles has already made Zhang Zhenren a legend in the hearts of water friends, an image of an invincible master!

If Zhang Zhenren showed his face for the first time in his live broadcast room, wouldn't his popularity immediately explode?

"Little brothers, isn't my good luck here?"

Teacher Ma became excited: "I'll take you to meet Zhang Zhenren right now!"

If this can be taken by Zhenren Zhang and pass on a few martial arts casually, then...

"Wuhu, take off!"

Teacher Ma shouted happily, and impatiently took the letter and found a Wudang disciple at random.

He didn't know where Zhenren Zhang was, but that didn't matter.

Reluctantly spent another hundred oceans.

"Senior brother, may I ask, do you know where our head is?"

The disciple's clothes are not different from Teacher Ma's, but he is quite handsome, with a sword in his hand, he looks majestic.

Randomly tossing the penny stuffed by Mr. Zhong Ma, obviously he didn't take this money seriously.

The disciple's eyes were full of playfulness: "Do you want to see the master?"

Teacher Ma nodded immediately, and immediately said happily: "Could it be that this senior brother has a solution?"

After sizing up Teacher Ma again, the disciple finally chuckled.

"Come with me!"

Wudang Mountain covers a vast area, and Teacher Ma followed the disciple, winding and winding for a long time.

During the period, I met many Wudang disciples, and when I saw both of them, I saluted slightly.

"I met Senior Brother Song."

Teacher Ma was a little surprised for a moment, this random disciple seems to have a different identity!

All the disciples he met along the way had to salute him.

"Senior Brother Song, aren't you amazing?"

"Brother Song, dare to ask your name?"

"Senior Brother Song, isn't our sect leader very dignified?"

"Senior Brother Song..."

Teacher Ma also remembered the original method of PDD, which directly brought social bullying to the extreme and turned into a hundred thousand whys.

However, Mr. Ma is not as lucky as PDD.

No matter what questions Mr. Ma asked, this Senior Brother Song was always reticent and didn't intend to answer at all.

It took about two sticks of incense to go.

The two finally came to a small quaint courtyard

But this courtyard is much more advanced than the one where the disciples of Mr. Ma's side lived before.

Not only is it reflected in the material of the building, but also the courtyard is a single-family house, with only one room in it.

In the yard, there are peach trees bearing numerous fruits, and there are tall and straight green pines and green cypresses.

When he came to the door, Senior Brother Song knocked lightly on the door.

Immediately, a middle-aged man's voice came from inside the door.

"Who is it?"

"Father, it's me!"

"It's Qingshu, come in."

Teacher Ma was stunned.

"father?"

He was just a random disciple he found on the road, and he turned out to be the son of Zhenren Zhang?

No!

Haven't heard that Zhang Zhenren has a son?

This simple two-sentence dialogue also completely confused the water friends in the live broadcast room.

"Didn't Lao Bai talk about the story of Zhenren Zhang last time? Didn't he say that he never married a wife in his life?"

"Not having a wife doesn't mean you can't have a son, right?"

"Then the question is, why is Zhang Zhenren's son called Song Qingshu?"

"Ah this..."

However, there are many people among the water friends, and some people have already noticed that something is wrong.

"Is there a possibility that the person in this room is not Zhang Zhenren?"

At this time, the door has been opened.

The decoration inside the door is very simple, on a wooden bed, it is neatly stacked.

An elegant middle-aged man dressed in Taoist robes, with a slightly plump body and a rather modest appearance sat cross-legged on the bench.