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29 Perfected Zhang’s son? Flower evaluation

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It was not easy to catch a pigeon. He thought that he could have a meal, but it turned out to be a carrier pigeon!

Forget about the messenger pigeon, it would not be bad if he could see some big secret from this letter.

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

This made Teacher Ma a little depressed.

"Little brothers, there's something wrong with this letter. Could it be that the pigeon lost the rest?”

Mr. Ma held the pigeon in one hand and the note in the other. He looked left and right, but he couldn't see anything.

This letter, which was personally signed by Perfected Zhang, naturally attracted a heated discussion among the netizens.

"Is there a possibility that there is something similar to Morse code in this letter?”

"You have a rich imagination. It's a pity not to be a detective!”

"That's hard to say. After all, this game is so hardcore that anything is possible!”

"Morse code is unlikely, but I think the contents of this letter might be hidden.”

"Yes, yes, yes. When I was a child, I cheated and bought a pen that wouldn't directly reveal my handwriting!”

"The person above is telling the truth. I feel that this guess is reliable!”

"What's the use of guessing here? Teacher Ma can just give the letter to Perfected Zhang.”

"Right, right, right. Teacher Ma, go quickly. We want to see Perfected Zhang!”

As for Wudang Sect's Perfected Zhang, this immortal character that only existed in word of mouth, the water friends had long been curious.

However, with Teacher Ma's identity as a new disciple, it was not easy to meet such a person even in Wudang Sect.

But now, wasn't this opportunity here?

Wouldn't he be able to meet the legendary Perfected Zhang by sending a letter?

This time, all the netizens were excited.

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

Not to mention Tuan Tuan's die-hard fans who had watched her practice the Tidal Palm, even some of the LPs who lingered in the dance area couldn't help but rush over.

Teacher Ma's heart skipped a beat.

That's right!

So what if he didn't get to eat the roast pigeon!

So what if he didn't read the contents of the letter!

With this letter, he would have a reason to see Perfected Zhang.

Mount Tai and the Big Dipper, the number one person in Great Ming, a land god, much more powerful than Ximen Chuixue!

This series of titles had already made Perfected Zhang a legend in the hearts of his fans, an invincible expert!

If Perfected Zhang's first appearance was in his live broadcast room, wouldn't he explode in anger?

"Little brothers, isn't my good luck coming?”

"I'll bring you to see Perfected Zhang now!" Teacher Ma was excited.”

If Perfected Zhang took a fancy to him and casually taught him a few moves, wouldn't that be…

"Wuhu, take off!"

" Master!" Teacher Ma shouted happily. He eagerly took the letter and found a random Wudang disciple.

He didn't know where Perfected Zhang was, but it didn't matter.

He endured the pain and spent another hundred yuan.

"Senior Brother, may I ask, do you know where our sect master is?”

The disciple's clothes were no different from Teacher Ma's, but he was quite handsome. The sword in his hand made him look imposing.

He casually shook the silver that Teacher Ma had stuffed into his hand. Clearly, he did not care about this bit of money.

The disciple's eyes were full of playfulness."You want to see Sect Master?"

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

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

"Follow me!"

Wudang Mountain occupied a vast area. Teacher Ma followed behind the disciple and walked in twists and turns for a long time.

During this period, they met many Wudang disciples. When they saw the two of them, they bowed slightly.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Song."

Teacher Ma was a little surprised for a moment. This random disciple seemed to have an extraordinary identity!

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

"Senior Brother Song, aren't you very powerful?”

"Senior Brother Song, may I ask your name?”

"Senior Brother Song, isn't our Sect Master very dignified?”

"Senior Brother Song…"

Teacher Ma was also thinking of PDD's original method, which was to directly bring out the social skills to the extreme and turn it into a hundred thousand whys.

However, Teacher Ma was not as lucky as PDD.

No matter what questions Teacher Ma asked, Senior Brother Song was unmoved and had no intention of answering at all.

After walking for about the time it takes for two incense sticks to burn.

The two of them finally arrived at an antique small courtyard.

However, this courtyard was much more advanced than the one that Teacher Ma's disciples lived in.

Not only was it reflected in the material of the building, but the courtyard was also a single door with only one room.

In the courtyard, there were peach trees bearing fruits, green pines and cypresses.

Senior Brother Song gently knocked on the door.

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

"Who is it?"

"Father, it's me!"

"It's Qing Shu, come in."

Teacher Ma was dumbfounded.

"Father?"

He was just a disciple that he randomly found on the road, and he was actually Perfected Zhang's son?

That's not right!

I've never heard of Perfected Zhang having a son?

These two simple sentences stunned the netizens in the live broadcast room.

"Didn't Old Bai mention the story of Perfected Zhang last time? Didn't he say that he never married in his life?”

"Just because you don't have a wife doesn't mean you can't have a son, right?”

"Then here comes the question. Why is Perfected Zhang's son called Song Qingshu?”

"Ah, this…"

However, there were many talented people among the netizens, and some of them had already noticed that something was wrong.

"Is there a possibility that the person in this room isn't Perfected Zhang?”

At this moment, the door was already open.

The furnishings inside the door were very simple. On a wooden bed, it was neatly folded.

A slightly plump, scholarly middle-aged man in a Daoist robe sat cross-legged on the couch.

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