Elder Wu has been guarding the side of the car, taking care of the wind, only to say that Elder Lu is seriously injured, and there are no three or four hours, and it cannot be healed, I didn't expect Elder Lu to get off the car so quickly, and he is in good spirits, and he is no longer tired, and he is surprised: "Elder Lu, how is it?" Elder Lu said: "What else, naturally it will be better." Elder Wu said in disbelief: "It's all right so soon?"

Elder Lu nodded and said, "I didn't expect that as soon as Zhang Xianggong's divine skills were so good, in an hour, my internal injuries would heal. With his help, it is no problem to save the eldest lady. ”

Elder Luo and the Baicao Envoy were also beside the car, and they said happily when they heard this: "This sect has added another great master, why can't the sect master's hegemony?" How did they know that Zhang Xuanmeng only had deep internal strength, and his real martial arts could only be passed down by Ouyang Yuxin.

In the evening, Zhang Xuanmeng asked a disciple for a pen and paper to put in the car.

That night, the group stayed on a hillside. At the third watch, Zhang Xuanmeng got up quietly, saw that everyone had fallen asleep, took out a pen and paper and wrote: "Wu, Lu and other elders, the juniors have something important to do, go first, the eldest lady, I must think of rescue, please forgive the juniors for not doing otherwise." He only wrote when he was a child, he hadn't picked up a pen for so many years, he was very uncomfortable, the writing was crooked, he was very dissatisfied, he looked at it, shook his head, and tore it with his hand. After thinking about it, if they went so secretly, wouldn't it make them feel so sad and look down on themselves, so they wrote another one, put it in the car, and made a gesture to the big ape and Kerr. The great ape leaned on his back, and Kerr landed on his shoulder. Zhang Xuanmeng said secretly: "Wu, Lu and other elders, I have a last resort, I must not go to the main altar, and Ouyang Zhenxiong can't see it, so I will not say goodbye." Unfolded his body, a wisp of green smoke ran towards the way he came.

Running all the way, it stopped for half an hour, dozens of miles had passed, and they found that they couldn't catch up, so they put down the big ape and walked slowly, thinking about how to save Ouyang Yuxin. He has been staying at the bottom of the abyss for several years, ignorant of the world, how can he come up with a good way, after thinking for a long time, he is still at a loss, thinking, or go to Shaolin Temple first, and ask for advice from his old man, his old man is wise and wise, and he will be able to come up with a way to save Yuxin and not cause the two sides to fight.

Zhang Xuanmeng hurried all the way, arrived at Songshan in a few days, came to the temple, only to see a monk standing outside the door, he bowed down and said: "This master, excuse me, please enter the temple for me to report to the abbot of Benxu, there is a junior surnamed Zhang asking to see." ”

The monk said, "This benefactor, I don't know why I want to see Uncle Benxu? Uncle Benxu has been retired for many years and has not seen any guests again. ”

Zhang Xuanmeng then remembered that Benxu was no longer the abbot, and said: "I'm sorry, Master, when the Japanese Master Xuxu resigned as the abbot, I was also there, and I forgot about it for a while." Please let the master know, it is a young man surnamed Zhang, who was taught by his old man in the temple more than five years ago, and Master Benxu will meet him. ”

The monk saw that Zhang Xuanmeng was only in his twenties, and he actually said that when Japan resigned as the abbot, he was also present, and he was puzzled, looked at it carefully, and hesitated: "This donor, I will go in and pass the ceremony, will this master see you, I don't dare to be the master, you wait." ”

After a pillar of incense, the monk opened the door and said, "This benefactor, sure enough, when Master Benxu sees you, please come with me." ”

Zhang Xuanmeng followed the monk into the temple and walked inward, but saw a few turns to the left, a few turns to the right, twists and turns, straight to the backyard of the temple. Finally, he stopped in front of a small meditation room, and the monk patted the door and said, "Uncle Benxu, Master Zhang has arrived." I only heard a "squeak", the Zen door opened, and an old monk stood inside the door, gray beard and gray eyebrows.

The old monk looked Zhang Xuanmeng up and down carefully, and said happily for a while: "Xuanmeng, no, Zhang Shizhu, if it's really you, you have grown so tall." ”

Zhang Xuanmeng saw that he hadn't seen Benxu for a few years, but he was much older, his face was full of wrinkles, and most of his beard was white. His eyes were hot, tears were about to flow out, and he bent down and bowed: "Master Benxu, the younger generation has seen it." ”

Ben Xuan grabbed him and said, "Hurry up, our Buddhists don't do this big gift." Zhang Xuanmeng followed him into the room, only to see a couch in the room, a small table, a Buddhist scripture on the table, a nursery on the ground, and nothing else.

Ben Xu took his hand and sat on the edge of the couch, smiling all over his face. The monk had never seen Benxu so enthusiastic, and he had rarely seen him smile in recent years, so he was very surprised, and he glanced at it a few times before withdrawing.

Zhang Xuanmeng has no longer had elders and relatives since his parents and the Zhu family suffered. Master Benxu listened quietly, asking for details from time to time.

Zhang Xuanmeng finally said: "Master, the eldest lady of the Shura Sect, I was arrested in Wudang because of me, involving all factions of the martial arts, how should this matter be handled?"

Ben Xuan said: "I can't be the master of this, you can rest, tomorrow I will tell the abbot about this." At this time, it was already dark, and the monk of Benxu Temple sent two servings of vegetarian food and ate it with him.

Early in the morning of the second day, Ben Xuan took Zhang Xuanmeng to the elder church of Damo to meet the abbot Ben Xuan and the masters. Although Benxu has no martial arts and is no longer an abbot, the status in the temple is still respected and respected by everyone.

Ben Xuan saw that Ben Xuan brought a young man, and he didn't recognize him for a while that he was Zhang Xuanmeng of the year, which was a big accident, because after Ben Xuan abdicated, he rarely asked about the things in the temple, and rarely arrived at the Mo Academy. He clasped his palms together and said, "Senior Brother Benxu, I don't know what alarmed your Dharma frame, come to the Dharma Academy in person?"

Benxu said: "Abbot, I have something important to return to you." As he spoke, he pointed at Zhang Xuanmeng and said, "Abbot, Ben Vulgar, and Senior Brother of Ben Fa, do you still recognize this young man?"

Ben Xuan and the others looked at Zhang Xuanmeng carefully and said, "Senior brother, forgive me for being clumsy, although this benefactor is familiar, I can't remember where I have seen it for a while. ”

Benxu said: "Have you forgotten the Songshan Martial Arts Conference more than five years ago, he is the Zhang Shizhu who stood up in front of the heroes of the world to testify for Benyuan's junior brother." ”

Ben Xuan exclaimed: "It turned out to be Zhang Shizhu, I haven't seen him for a few years, and he has grown into such a handsome person, please forgive the old man for being clumsy." ”

Zhang Xuanmeng suddenly bowed to him and said, "Abbot, the juniors have something to ask for today, please help." ”

Ben Xuan saw that he had bowed down, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to help him, but he didn't hold it up with both hands, and he was slightly surprised, and he still couldn't stop the falling momentum with the strength of his hands. Seeing that Zhang Xuanmeng was about to bow to the ground, he said in his heart that this son had been a great favor to me in Shaolin, how could he let him kneel down and use ninety percent of his hands with ninety percent of his strength. Who knew that Zhang Xuanmeng thought in his heart that he was here to ask for help this time, saying that he would also bow to their predecessors to show his sincerity, so he fell to the ground.

Ben Xuan was shocked, only to feel that Zhang Xuanmeng's resistance was soft and thin, boundless, and as vast as the sea.