Shen Fei looked at the Group Chat and shook his head. He should get back to business. His primordial spirit sank into his Inner World, where Faith Power continuously surged from one of the two Gates of Taiyi—the one connected to Douluo.
As for Tianlong World, its Heavenly Dao was more focused on absorbing the martial arts experience of all living beings and integrating all kinds of knowledge. Tianlong World was not particularly useful to him at present.
But it had only just begun. Even a mosquito was still meat.
[Primordial Giant Turtle: @Feng Xiaotian (Group Owner's Dog) @Zhang Sanfeng, I am about to break through the World Barrier and connect your worlds, allowing you to interact with each other. This will help your worlds improve.]
[Zhang Sanfeng: Sorry to trouble you, Group Leader!]
[Feng Xiaotian (Group Owner's Dog): I can't wait to meet you in person, True Master Zhang!]
Tianlong World.
On Wudang Mountain, after deciding to support Zhu Yuanzhang in his bid for the throne, Zhang Sanfeng did not intervene personally. Instead, he began observing the Red Turban Army, which had already started to gain momentum.
He found that they did indeed possess the bearing of a dragon devourer, so he was in no hurry to enter the fray.
He merely had the Seven Heroes of Wudang send their disciples to the Red Turban Army for training. Though the Seven Heroes of Wudang did not know why their Master had suddenly changed his former rule against the martial world involving itself in war, they still sent their disciples.
After all, they were martial artists. Large-scale battlefields might not suit them, but they were perfectly adept at small-scale assassinations. Those disciples were more than willing to go; after all, they would be assassinating Yuan people.
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