Zou Weilin is obsessed with horses, and has always regarded his horse as a treasure and never borrowed it from others. Since more than ten years ago, one of his disciples had been found for him in the Western Regions, and he had not been separated for a moment.

He patted the forehead of the fire dragon horse and said: "Fire dragon horse, fire dragon horse, the situation is forced, I have to lend you Zhang Shaoxia a ride today, I hope you can send him to Shaolin Temple as soon as possible, and I will treat you in vain." When everyone saw it, they couldn't help but shake their heads.

The horse seemed to be very spiritual, listened to his words, kissed Zhang Xuanmeng's hand with his lips, and looked up to the sky with a long neigh. Zhang Xuanmeng was overjoyed and waved to Zou Weilin: "Thank you for the horses." He turned over his horse and said loudly, "Seniors, juniors go first." With a clamp between his legs, the fire dragon pony hissed again, stretched its body, spread its four hooves, and ran forward like a wind, with extraordinary speed.

Everyone saw the horse galloping away, and their hearts were wide, and this person went to Songshan first, and Shaolin Temple was worry-free.

Let's say that Zhang Xuanmeng sat on the fire dragon horse, the wind in his ears, and he threw everyone away in a short time.

After walking for a day, just after dawn, I faintly saw a big mountain standing in front of me. Zhang Xuanmeng took a breath, got off the horse and ate a few mouthfuls of dry food, rested for a while, and said in his heart: "At this time, Wu Yuan and the others are still missing, it seems that they have already gone up the mountain, but I can't exhaust myself." ”

Sitting cross-legged on a big rock, he traveled his true qi for a week, only to feel that his internal strength was full, not weaker than before he could treat Ben, he stood up, patted the fire dragon horse and said: "Horse, we are about to go up the mountain, you have to work hard, the sooner the better." And he mounted his horse and set off.

It's just an hour, and I've arrived at the foot of Shaomuro Mountain. Zhang Xuanmeng got off the horse, patted its buttocks and said, "Ma'er, go and pick up your master, I'll go up the mountain first." The horse rubbed against him, and sure enough, he shook his head and waged his tail back the way he came.

Zhang Xuanmeng breathed a sigh of relief, ran towards the mountain, and after a while, he saw the gate of Shaolin Temple. At this time, I saw a few black-clothed people lying on the mountain road, and their corpses already smelled, and they were Shura people.

He nodded secretly, as Ben Xuan expected, the Shura Sect had already gone up the mountain a few days ago, so he stepped up. How do you know that the more you go forward, the more dead people there are, not only the people in black, but also the bald Shaolin monks, covering the entire mountain road.

Walking forward again, I was about to reach the mountain gate, but I saw that above the open ground, there were bones all over the place, and flies and insects were buzzing. The gate of Shaolin Temple was also knocked to the side, and there was a faint sound of shouting in the temple.

As soon as Zhang Xuanmeng heard this shout, he was relieved, the two sides were fighting, and the masters of Shaolin Temple were still resisting. Babu was about to run towards the temple, suddenly saw a man in black lying on his back on a side of the rock, very familiar, his heart was shocked, leaned over, helped his face to take a look, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Mr. Baicao?" I saw that this person's eyes were wide open, and his tentacles were cold, it was Mr. Baicao, the messenger of the Shura Sect who saved his life that day. Thinking of his love for saving his life, he couldn't help but shed tears, and gently closed his eyes with his hand and said, "Mr. Baicao, why do you want to listen to Ouyang Zhenxiong, a treacherous and lowly, and want to dominate the martial arts?"

Although Zhang Xuanmeng hated the Shura Sect for several years, after Huangshan's several life-saving graces, his hatred had already faded a lot. And this time, when he saw Ouyang Zhenxiong's sneak attack on Shaolin Temple, he wanted to pick Shaolin in one fell swoop, with sinister intentions and resurgence of hatred, so he wanted to kill, but at this time, he saw Mr. Baicao, who had been engraced, was killed here by Shaolin monks.

After being stunned for a long time, he suddenly heard a miserable scream from the temple, and said secretly: "I must not let the two sides kill like this, I must stop them, and I must take decisive measures." He turned around and flew towards the temple, and a long howl came out of his mouth at the same time.

At this time, the two sides in the temple were fighting each other, and suddenly heard the whistling sound, like a dragon's groan, deafening, and each was frightened.

In a blink of an eye, Zhang Xuanmeng rushed to the place where he was killing, and saw that in front of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, hundreds of people had gathered, fighting fiercely. In front of the main gate, there were more than 100 Shaolin monks, holding monk sticks, forming a formation and blocking the Shura sectarians dressed in black.

Before the Sangha formation, the water surrounding the Shura sect was impassable, and they fought in turn. Although there are many people, they can't attack it for a while. These more than 100 monks have been moving around, interspersed with comings and goings, and they have changed dramatically.

Zhang Xuanmeng said in his heart, this is the Arhat Formation of Shaolin Temple? I looked at it for a moment, but I saw that there were many people fighting and fighting near the Daxiong Treasure Hall. Zhang Xuanmeng swept his eyes and saw that the abbot of Ben Xuan was fighting with a man in black, the man in black had a yellow face and red hair, holding a long sword, while Ben Xuan was fighting empty-handed, and his shoulders were red.

On the other side of them, an old monk was fighting with two men in black at the same time. This old monk was very old, he had never seen it, but the two men in black recognized it as Wu Yuan and Bai Jingyuan. Wu Yuan and Bai Jingyuan's martial arts, he has seen them, and they are not under this difficulty, and the two joined forces, but they were in a stalemate with the old monk, and they couldn't take half of the advantage, and they couldn't help but be surprised, who is this old monk?

In the other few pairs, two fought one, and three fought two, and the man in black had the upper hand with more attacks and less. Elders such as Nama, Lu, Luo, and Wu were also impressive.

Zhang Xuanmeng saw that they were fine, his hanging heart relaxed, and shouted, "Everyone, stop, I have something to say." ”

As soon as Zhang Xuanmeng entered the temple, everyone had already seen it. Ben Xuan is overjoyed, the rescue has arrived, and my temple is worry-free. Wu Yuan was shocked, this kid's skills are superb, none of the people here are his opponents, he came, and the good hands of the various factions in Wudang Mountain also arrived, and this major event was suspended. At the same time, I wondered in my heart, why were they so fast? But after a while, no one else came in, and shouted: "Zuo Protector, their rescue has not arrived, the sooner the better, solve these monks as soon as possible." ”

Wu Yuan and others also traveled day and night, only one moment earlier than Zhang Xuanmeng. Originally, the strength of the two sides was equal, and as soon as their group arrived, the form was immediately reversed, and the Shaolin monks could not resist with more attacks and fewer attacks, and saw that victory was in sight. Unexpectedly, Zhang Xuanmeng also arrived later.

Ma, Lu and the others didn't know what to do, and after listening to Zhang Xuanmeng's words, they all stopped and said happily: "Zhang Xianggong, you are here too, the eldest lady has been rescued, right?"

Zhang Xuanmeng thought of the grace of saving his life, and said goodbye without saying goodbye that day, and said with a pale face: "Hello elders, the juniors have seen it here." He bowed.

Wu Yuan said loudly: "Ma, Lu and the other four elders, do you dare to disobey the sect master's command? This person is the great enemy of my sect, hurry up." ”

Ma, Lu and the others still didn't know about Wudang Mountain, and they were shocked when they heard this, why did Zhang Xianggong become an enemy, could it be that the sect leader didn't fall in love, or did Weng and his son-in-law not talk speculatively, and they quarreled and turned their faces?