The Wudang Junior Master

Chapter 250: Magic? Communication between Eastern and Western Aliens

It was still the same conference room, but this time there were more people.

After listening to Zhang Wuling's story, Victor finally spoke: "I really want to know why these Taiping Dao people do these things?"

Zhang Wuling touched his chin and said succinctly, "Become an immortal and transform humanity."

Victor frowned: "What an arrogant man."

"Anyway, this time the Taiping Dao is going to Ailao Mountain to look for Phoenix Gallbladder. If we want to find them, we have to set off as well."

Granver Jane said, "I heard that place is very dangerous and no one dares to go in. Is that true?"

"That's what the legend says." Zhang Wuling said.

"In that case, let's act quickly," Victor said. "However, there is one thing I want everyone at Nadutong to know. Our mission this time is to find the whereabouts of the Holy Grail. We have no intention of interfering in your internal troubles in the East."

Zhang Wuling and others naturally understood what Victor meant. The purpose of this joint action was not to deal with or retaliate against Taiping Dao, but mainly for the Holy Grail.

This is not difficult to understand, just like the foreigners in the East generally don’t care about the troubles in the West.

Zhang Wuling naturally nodded in agreement and said, "Of course, but I also want you to know that the chances of you recovering the Holy Grail are not high. After the Taiping Dao obtains the object, they will most likely not keep it."

Victor said, "We've already prepared for this, but it won't be easy for them to destroy the Holy Grail. As long as... Anyway, we will try to get it back until we get a definitive result."

Victor's words were not very clear, but Zhang Wuling knew what he meant and did not ask any more questions.

After all, they are just here to carry out the mission, not to assist them, so many things can just be dealt with briefly.

"Okay then. You just arrived today, so take a rest first. We will set off for our destination early tomorrow morning."

"Okay." Victor said.

After the meeting, everyone went about their own business.

The main thing is to pack the things that must be taken, as well as some important supplies.

After all, we are going to the primeval forest this time, and we don’t have any supplies, so there are a lot of things to prepare.

Fortunately, Ma Xianhong was there. After packing up the things, he just took a swallowing bag and sucked it out. He put a bag on his waist and put the swallowing bag in it. It was easy and not cumbersome.

Of course, it doesn’t mean that you don’t need to carry a backpack. For example, some basic supplies, such as machetes and ropes, should still be packed in a backpack and carried on your back, while some food and drinks, which are particularly important, should be carried in the sac.

Victor and his men don't need the devouring sac. They in the West have their own similar methods of storing things, so they don't need to worry about it.

Director Zhao also gave them an identity, which was a geological team.

Although it’s not a big deal, it can at least conceal it from others once we get there.

After all, there are so many people here. If someone finds out, at least they have a plausible identity and won't arouse suspicion.

Everyone packed up quickly and had everything ready in less than half a day.

After lunch, we were bored, so we discussed and exchanged ideas.

After all, there are not many opportunities for Chinese people to communicate with foreign people. Now that we meet this time, how can we not see it?

Victor and Zhang Wuling had no objections. They didn't take any action, and the others were free to do as they pleased.

The handsome silver-haired boy named Della Mafor was the first to step forward. He looked somewhat arrogant and said, "Who's the strongest among you?"

Feng Baobao put his hands in his pockets, stepped out, and said, "The best fighters here are me, besides Big Brother."

"You?" Ma Fuer frowned. "I don't compete with girls."

"Oh." Feng Baobao turned around and walked back without saying a word.

Ma Fuer: "..."

This girl seems to have quite the personality.

Tang Wenlong also walked out slowly with his hands in his pockets. "Let me do it. Although I'm not the strongest, I'm very interested in your magic."

Seeing that a man came out this time, Ma Fuer said nothing and nodded, "Okay, I also want to see the magical oriental magic."

The two men stood still, and Zhang Wuling came over to act as the referee - actually he just shouted "start".

The competition began. Ma Fuer took the magic wand and took the lead. "All Stones..."

Swish!

Before Maful finished his spell, Tang Wenlong came up behind him and hit him with his backhand.

So fast!

Ma Fuer had no time to react.

But just as Tang Wenlong's hand was about to hit, the runes on Ma Fuer's body lit up, and then a ray of light protected his body, blocking the attack.

Well, it looks similar to a talisman.

Maful quickly distanced himself and pointed his wand, causing stones on the ground to suddenly appear.

But Tang Wenlong reacted faster, dodged directly, and appeared next to Ma Fuer again -

Instant strike!

This blow was so fast and fierce that it directly opened a hole in Maful's protective light.

"what?!"

Fortunately, although the protective light shield was broken, he was not injured.

Seeing that Tang Wenlong was so fast, Ma Fule didn't dare to be careless anymore and immediately put on armor to protect himself.

but……

"do not move."

Tang Wenlong raised his hand and hooked his fingers, and Ma Fule immediately found that his body was entangled by something.

Purple poisonous miasma emerged from Tang Wenlong's hand, moving along the hidden lines as if ready to be unleashed.

"This is poisonous and very dangerous."

"Poison?" Ma Fuer said disdainfully, "I'm not afraid of that kind of thing!"

In the next second, when Maful was about to break free from the hidden line and cast a spell, the poisonous miasma rushed over along the hidden line in an instant.

"Wow!"

Ma Fu's body flew backwards, and the protective spell on his body was broken, but fortunately he was not hurt.

However, Maful was not convinced and was ready to continue the competition.

"That's enough, Maful!" Victor suddenly said, "You've already lost."

Ma Fuer said: "Professor, I can continue."

Victor said coldly, "What are you going to do? This friend has shown mercy to you just now. Otherwise, his poison would have taken your life in that instant."

Maful squeezed his wand, then finally bowed his head in defeat and didn't go on.

Zhang Wuling didn't say anything. He read the story from beginning to end and gained some understanding of what the West called magic.

In fact, Western magic is also Qi after all, but people call it by different names and use it in different ways.

Western magic certainly has its own magical and special features, but... in Zhang Wuling's opinion, it is a bit biased.

In terms of the local cultivation of nature and life, the West also cultivates nature and life, but the cultivation is a bit shallow, and it seems that there is too much emphasis on external aspects and less on internal cultivation.

They have many spells, or techniques, and their abilities are very special, but the inner magic power of the Western aliens themselves is too crude.

But speaking of it, it seems that the West doesn't have much in the way of internal cultivation techniques?

Anyway, after taking a look at it twice, Zhang Wuling lost interest in Western magic.

Too rough to be of much reference value.