Crossover in the Anime World

When it exploded today, everyone was in the majority today. This may be the earliest terrorist attack. Although the target was people from the six sects, many innocent people were accidentally injured.

The Wan'an Temple was in a mess. The hostages from the six sects were wailing. The bombs injured many people, and the wounded were rolling on the ground in pain. Only the rooms of the Emei disciples were safe and sound. These disciples didn't know why they were safe under the bomb?

"It must be the master's blessing." Zhou Zhiru said. She had not seen Dinisha the night she entered, but she also knew that Dinisha, the founder of Emei Mountain, was the most amazing woman in the world. The Immortal Statue on Mount Emei was Master Dinisha. Carved by the ancestors himself, it has never collected dust for hundreds of years.

Now only the Emei disciples are fine. After thinking about it, it is only possible with the blessing of their master.

Master Miejie didn't say much, she just knelt down respectfully in the direction of Emei. When the other disciples saw this, they immediately followed their master and thanked him.

Zhang Wuji took the lead and rushed into the explosion scene.

Zhao Min said from behind him: "Hey, Leader Zhang is probably worried about Little Junior Sister Zhou of the Emei Sect. I heard that she is pretty and charming, and I think Leader Zhang must also be tempted."

Zhang Wuji doesn't want to see this second generation, doesn't he just have a good father? With such a bad mouth, if someone hadn't protected him, his mouth would have been torn apart long ago. He was worried about his junior sisters from the Emei Sect, but he was even more worried about his grandfather and everyone in the Ming Sect.

"How could it be?" Zhao Min came in and saw that the Emei faction's cell was safe and sound. It stood out among the charred darkness. He couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't know why the explosion would bypass them so unnaturally.

"Save people first!" Dulan asked the Wudang Seven Heroes to save people: "Disciple, if you have black jade intermittent ointment at home, don't be stingy. Use it to treat their injuries."

"Master, that medicine is very precious and the quantity is small. How can it save so many people?" Zhao Min pouted, unwilling to donate the medicine.

"That medicine doesn't belong to your Ruyang Prince's Mansion. You took it from the Vajra Gate. Why are you so stingy?"

Hearing that the master knew even this, Zhao Min became numb, "I only have medicine but no prescription, so I won't have it when I use it up."

"Haha, it's just a black jade plaster prescription. Take it and mix more medicine according to the prescription." Dulan took out the prescription and gave it to Zhao Min.

When Zhao Min saw it, she didn't know whether it was true or false, but she still found someone to fill the medicine according to the prescription.

"Dadu Prefecture is handling the case, get out of the way!" Just as Dulan and the others were trying to save people, Dadu's Yamen finally reacted.

"Who are you people? Why are you here? Did you Taoist priests do this explosion?" "Cuff them all and interrogate them strictly. I must make them explain." The policeman was extremely overbearing and refused to give any answer at all. When everyone in Wudang had the chance to explain, they showed off their weapons and surrounded them.

Du Lan glanced at these arrests and thought to himself that they were so arrogant and domineering, and I'm afraid there was no shortage of common people.

"Who dares?" Zhao Min jumped out: "Open your dog eyes and take a look. Do you arrest people indiscriminately?" Ever since he heard Du Lan say that Dayuan's illness was within the imperial court, Zhao Min He was very sensitive to the court's attitude. Now that he saw that the police officers were just like the bandits, he was even more convinced that Dulan's words were correct.

"Isn't this Princess Ruyang?" The policeman still had some discernment and recognized Zhao Min immediately.

"If you know it, retreat quickly!"

"Princess, this is a big case. Someone is using explosives at the emperor's feet. The Emperor has been informed. I have been ordered to arrest all suspicious elements. If there is any resistance, I will kill them without mercy." In this metropolis, there are so many princes of the princess, even though the policeman recognizes them. The daughter of King Ruyang doesn’t give too much face.

Zhao Min didn't expect that the other party would not give him face, and his face turned dark.

When Du Lan saw it, he thought that he had to take action himself: "Yuanshi Tianzun is above, and Zhang Sanfeng, a poor Taoist Wudang, is eager to save people, so I hope you will forgive me."

"Zhang Sanfeng, is this the 100-year-old Zhang Zhenren from Wudang Mountain?" The expression on the police officer's face changed. In this era, an old man who is over 100 years old and still so lively is a living national treasure.

"Exactly!"

"It turns out he is a living god. The young one is blind and ignorant. Everyone, step back and save people." Du Lan's reputation is much greater than that of Zhao Min, and he is regarded as a living god.

"Living Immortal, you drink water." "Living Immortal, you eat steamed buns." "Living Immortal, you sit down."...

Ever since he knew that Zhang Sanfeng was in front of him, the policeman groveled and became a completely different person. Although the high officials of the imperial court hated people from the martial arts world, to ordinary people, Taoist Zhang Sanfeng was like a living god, and he could inhale the immortal energy just by standing next to a living god.

Soon the people in the surrounding area also knew that Zhang Sanfeng was there, and they came to pay homage to the living immortal. The rescue scene instantly became a meeting with the immortal.

"The crowd is so enthusiastic." The policeman said to Du Lan with sweating profusely: "Living Immortal, why don't you go meet everyone? They are all neighbors in the street, and they are like this because they admire the Living Immortal."

Dulan said that although science and technology have advanced, feudal superstition has not disappeared. In fact, no matter how advanced the technology is, as long as there are unsolved mysteries in the world, there will be a market for feudal superstition.

Dulan really didn't expect that he would be so popular. In fact, the main reason is that transportation is convenient in this era, and news spreads quickly. The 100th birthday banquet was already very lively at that time, and everyone followed what was said, and the centenarian had already become famous.

Du Lan stood up and became a fairy in an instant. Zhao Min rubbed his eyes, as if he was wondering if he had seen the wrong person. Why had his master's temperament changed?

This is a commercial temperament, designed to deceive people.

Throwing his hand away, he came out with his hands behind his back.

When the people saw it, they all said that this was a real god. With such demeanor and appearance, he was like a god descending to earth. There was no other god in the entire Yuan Dynasty.

"Living Immortal, Living Immortal!" I don't know who was the first to bow. They all knelt down like dominoes.

Dulan couldn't laugh or cry. Do they really think that they have magical power to protect them from illness and disaster? "Everyone, get up. I only live a little longer. I'm not a real god. I can't help you with anything."

Zhao Min was shocked when he saw his master being worshiped by all the people, thinking that the emperor might not have such treatment. I don’t know whether to say that the master is great or that the people are upright.

Thinking about it, the master is still very powerful. He looks like a flying god. If he imitates Zhang Jiao and raises an uprising, he may be able to summon an army of soldiers and horses in minutes. Not everyone can be a magic stick. The master looks like this and is definitely more powerful than any magic stick Zhao Min has ever seen.

At this time, at the court, the emperor was questioning the relevant ministers. If the Wan'an Temple exploded today, then the palace may explode tomorrow. We must investigate. We must investigate the origin of the gunpowder, the method of placing the gunpowder, and the soldiers at the city gate. , we must find out Zichou Yinmao, otherwise the emperor will not be able to sleep well.

King Ruyang was also rushed into the palace. At this time, he was standing in the corner. He had nothing to do with the security of the capital. Suddenly he heard someone say: "Your Majesty, at this critical juncture, there are magic tricks in the city to fool the people. I ask Your Majesty to take a closer look."

The emperor was furious: "Is there such a thing? Such monsters cannot be forgiven. Capture them and punish them."

Another minister quickly stood up and said: "Your Majesty, this is not a demon, but Zhang Sanfeng, the real person from Wudang Mountain, who is the number one person in martial arts and Taoism today. The people are stupid and think that Zhang Sanfeng is a living god. It is not the magic stick that is causing trouble."

The emperor had long been accustomed to his ministers naysaying. When he heard about Zhang Sanfeng, he also became interested: "But Zhang Sanfeng, a centenarian?"

"Exactly!"

When the emperor heard about the longevity old man, he must see it. No emperor would not want to live another five hundred years. When he met a longevity man, he would naturally ask for the secret of longevity: "I see, then he is not a monster. I have always loved Taoism. If I can Meeting Zhang Zhenren and discussing the "Book of Changes" and "Tao Te Ching" were also a wonderful conversation."

The minister would not miss the opportunity to flatter the emperor: "I am willing to summon Zhang Zhenren to the palace."