One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

Xiao Zizai sat in the corner, his expression as serene as an old monk in meditation.

He silently put down the bamboo skewer in his hand.

Then, he quietly took his phone out of his pocket.

I filled out the application to join the group.

……

the other side.

Beijing Xishan Manor.

Zhang Tianyi was lying sprawled out, wearing a comfortable silk nightgown.

He took out his phone and made a video call to Longhushan.

"Beep...beep...beep..."

The video call was connected.

The scene shows the backyard of Zhengyi Temple on Longhu Mountain, with dim lighting.

The old Celestial Master Zhang Zhiwei was wearing a loose white undergarment and sitting at the stone table in the courtyard.

Across the stone table sat Tian Jinzhong in a wheelchair.

These two old men, whose combined age is nearly two hundred, are currently arguing heatedly over a game of chess, just like two old children.

"Jinzhong! This is cheating! Your car clearly didn't cross the river just now!"

The old master stared wide-eyed, his beard twitching.

"Senior brother, you're the one cheating! I already said this is called a flying car! I've lost my legs, but I can't even let my car fly a little?!"

Tian Jinzhong retorted without backing down.

Hearing the familiar banter, Zhang Tianyi lay on the bed, a warm smile involuntarily appearing on his lips.

"Cough cough."

Zhang Tianyi cleared his throat. "What kind of lousy game are you two old folks playing here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"

Upon hearing Zhang Tianyi's voice on the other end of the video call, the two stopped arguing simultaneously.

The old master picked up his phone and looked at the screen closely:

"Hey, second brother. Video chatting in the middle of the night, what's up? Got into trouble in Beijing and need your senior to bail you out?"

"Tch, me causing trouble? I was just maintaining peace in the world of superhumans."

Zhang Tianyi rolled her eyes and shifted into a more comfortable position, leaning against the pillow.

"Third brother."

Zhang Tianyi called out softly.

Tian Jinzhong was slightly taken aback. Looking at the excessively young second senior brother on the screen, he smiled and replied, "Second senior brother, what's wrong?"

Zhang Tianyi took a deep breath.

Even when facing the heavenly tribulation, he remained unmoved, yet his voice now carried a hint of trembling and excitement.

"Third brother, let's get ready to come to Beijing."

Zhang Tianyi's gaze swept across Zhang Zhiwei and Tian Jinzhong's faces, and he spoke slowly, word by word:

"I found that person today."

"That...the person who can make your limbs grow back, the person who can make you stand up again and race with your senior brother."

"I've caught her."

boom!

On the other end of the video, in the quiet backyard of Longhu Mountain, it was as if a thunderclap had suddenly exploded from the ground!

The smiling face of the old master Zhang Zhiwei instantly froze.

He unconsciously crushed a chess piece he was holding into powder.

Tian Jinzhong was sitting in a wheelchair.

His empty sleeves trembled violently.

He stared blankly at the screen, his lips trembling, making gurgling sounds in his throat, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Muddy tears, like a flood bursting its banks, welled up from his eyes without warning, instantly soaking his clothes.

"Second...Second Senior Brother..."

Tian Jinzhong choked up, his voice hoarse and barely audible, "You...you shouldn't be making fun of Lao San...I've been a cripple for decades..."

"Who's trying to make fun of you? When have I, your second senior brother, ever gone back on my word?"

Looking at his junior brother who was crying his eyes out, Zhang Tianyi's eyes also became slightly hot. He laughed loudly and scolded:

"In the next few days, you should have Rongshan pack your luggage as soon as possible."

"Senior brother, send a few capable disciples to escort Lao San safely to Beijing!"

"I live in a big villa here, and I'm provided with the best food and drink."

"Once we heal Lao San's leg, I'll take him to see Beijing properly! I'll take him to climb the Great Wall! And to eat Peking duck!"

Zhang Tianyi became more and more excited as she spoke:

"Once we heal Lao San's leg, I'll take him to see Beijing properly! I'll take him to climb the Great Wall! And to eat Peking duck!"

On the other end of the video, the old master took a deep breath of the cool mountain air and forcibly suppressed the surging waves in his heart.

He looked at his spirited junior brother on the screen, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"well!"

The old master said "good" twice and slammed his hand on the stone table.

This usually quiet and inactive master now exudes an aura of dominance:

"What kind of disciples are you sending?!"

"I'll personally escort him there!"

"I'd like to see who in this world dares to touch a single hair on my junior brother's head under my nose!"

"Pack your things! Jinzhong! We're going down the mountain first thing tomorrow morning!"

"Heading to the capital!!!"

Chapter 140 The Celestial Master Enters the Capital! The Ten Elders Panic! (Long Chapter)

Late at night in Beijing.

Zhao Fangxu was sprawled out on the folding bed in the office, a document covering his face, snoring loudly.

These past two days, thanks to Master Tian Shu's series of miraculous actions, this old man has been working non-stop.

I finally managed to shut up all the various factions today, and I was just closing my eyes to take a nap.

"Beep beep beep! Beep beep beep!!"

The red, secure telephone on the desk suddenly started ringing frantically, like a death knell!

"Holy crap!"

Zhao Fangxu was so startled that he rolled off the folding bed.

He rushed to the table and grabbed the phone: "Hello! This is Zhao Fangxu! What happened?!"

On the other end of the phone was Dou Le, the head of the East China region, whose voice was trembling:

"Chairman Zhao... Chairman Zhao! Something terrible has happened!"

"Information just sent back by our spies in Longhu Mountain!"

"The... the old Celestial Master Zhang Zhiwei... he's gone down the mountain!!!"

"what?!"

Zhao Fangxu felt his head buzzing.

"Where did he go? How many people did he take? Who is he going to see?!"

The most powerful and experienced master in the world of supernatural beings has descended the mountain!

This is absolutely an event that could cause a magnitude 10 earthquake in the world of supernatural beings!

You should know that this old man usually stays in Longhu Mountain like a pillar of stability, and he will never move easily.

Once he moves, it means... someone is going to die!

"I didn't bring many people."

Dou Le swallowed hard, his tone extremely strange:

"I only brought Master Rongshan, and... Senior Tian Jinzhong."

"They booked first class tickets for a flight to Beijing early tomorrow morning!"

"Beijing?!"

Zhao Fangxu slumped into a chair, his eyes glazed over.

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Fangxu couldn't fall asleep at all.

He paced back and forth in the office like a cat on a hot tin roof, his brow furrowed.

Why did the Old Celestial Master come to Beijing?

"Could it be because of Ma Xianhong? But wait, didn't Uncle Zhang already settle that matter?"

"Could it be because of Luo Tian's big feet? But that doesn't make sense, isn't that all settled now..."

Zhao Fangxu touched his increasingly thinning hair and fell into a state of deep apathy.

"Bringing the disabled Old Tian... could it be that he's come to Beijing to demand an explanation?!"