"Sigh ... Senior's eyes are divine. I've been impolite." Wan Yi Xing put his palms together and bowed, leading the way.
"Mr. Tang, don't underestimate my senior brother just because he's young. He's an elder of the Qingcheng sect." Zhang Zhongjing said.
"There's really a Qingcheng sect in this world?" Tang Wen was stunned.
"Of course, my Qingcheng martial arts school is actually opened by the Qingcheng sect. I'm just the manager." Zhang Zhongjing said.
"I thought it was only written in novels, but not in reality." Tang Wen said.
"Then you're wrong. The theme of the novel also comes from reality. Otherwise, the author would not randomly write.
In our Great Eastern Republic, there are not only the Qingcheng sect, but also Huashan, Shaolin, Wudang, Kongtong, the sage sect, the battle Dragon sect, and so on.
Of course, they did practice martial arts, but they were not as amazing as those in novels. " Wan Yi Xing shook his head.
