'Lin family? ’

'Which Lin family? ’

'Who is the ancestor of the Lin family? ’

The martial arts people in the hall were all confused, and they all saw the doubts in each other's eyes.

Not everyone was curious about this so-called ancestor of the Lin family, Song Yuanqiao slapped the long sword in Zhang Cuishan's hand with a straight palm, and everyone in Wudang was relieved.

Yin Sulian moved quickly, pounced on Zhang Cuishan, and said with a crying voice: "Fifth brother, what are you doing!" If you die, how can I live with Mowgli! ”

Zhang Cuishan looked at his wife with pear blossoms and rain in his arms, the guilt in his heart gushed out like a torrent, he stretched out his hand and gently stroked Yin Susu's back, and said softly: "It's me who is wrong, I'm sorry for you." ”

"Don't do anything stupid anymore." Yin Susu raised his head and looked at Zhang Cuishan with teary eyes, almost breaking his heart.

"No, no......," Zhang Cuishan muttered in a low voice.

Self-determination is an extremely difficult thing, it requires great courage, or an impulse, and if it fails, this courage or impulse may disappear in an instant, and it is even more difficult for a person to commit suicide twice in a row.

"It's good to figure it out." Zhang Sanfeng walked over, patted Zhang Cuishan's shoulder, and said word by word, "Even if the sky falls, there is still a teacher, why do you need to seek death and life here, confused!" ”

"Master!" Listening to the full meaning of maintenance in Zhang Sanfeng's tone, Zhang Cuishan was moved at the moment and burst into tears.

"You accompany Cuishan as a teacher to see who is sacred to save Cuishan." Zhang Sanfeng faced Song Yuanqiao and the others, and then walked in the direction of the gate.

At this time, Lin Tianheng happened to step through the door, and the moment Zhang Sanfeng saw Lin Tianheng, he was stunned, and then entered a mysterious and mysterious realm.

'What a talent, so understanding. Lin Tianheng noticed Zhang Sanfeng's reaction and praised it in his heart.

This time, Lin Tianheng did not deliberately manifest Dao Yun, but Zhang Sanfeng still saw some clues from him, and even saw the road ahead!

'What an old fairy. Everyone in the hall did not have Zhang Sanfeng's understanding, so they could only sigh in their hearts.

"Daddy, Mommy!" Zhang Wuji broke free from Lin Zifu, who was holding him, and ran towards Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu.

Lin Zifu looked at Lin Tianheng, and finally chased after him.

"Mowgli! It's Mowgli! Yin Susu excitedly pushed Zhang Cuishan away and greeted his baby son.

Since Zhang Wuji was kidnapped by the Mongolian soldiers disguised by Hebi Weng, Yin Susu has not slept a day peacefully, and now that her son has returned safely, her hanging heart has finally let go, and even the grief in her heart has been diluted a lot.

"Mowgli......" Zhang Cuishan looked at Zhang Wuji's face and sighed guiltily.

"Mowgli, what's wrong with you!" Yin Susu hugged Zhang Wuji into his arms and immediately discovered that something was wrong.

I saw several silver needles inserted on Zhang Wuji's back, and their system was exactly the same as the silver needles nailed to Zhang Cuishan's sword.

Yin Susu thought that Zhang Wuji was a conspiracy of the kidnappers, so he hurriedly pulled out the silver needle on his back, and then looked up, and happened to see Lin Zifu who picked up Zhang Cuishan's sword and recovered the silver needle.

"It's you! Why are you harming my family Mowgli?! Yin Susu pointed at Lin Zifu and asked, like an angry lioness.

"Mom, you're wrong about this uncle." Zhang Wuji was kind-hearted, and hurriedly waved his hand to explain, "Uncle is treating me." ”

"Heal? Where are you sick! Yin Susu held Zhang Wuji's head in both hands and began to check his body, his eyes full of anxiety.

"Let me take a look." Zhang Cuishan took three steps and made two steps, and rushed to Zhang Wuji's side.

Zhang Cuishan saw that his son was weak and tight, his whole body was cold, and the breath in his nostrils was extremely weak, so he immediately entered the internal force to heal him, but he didn't know that his internal force penetrated into Zhang Wuji's body, and he saw that his face turned from white to blue, from blue to purple, and his body trembled.

"Master, Master, come and see Wuji." Zhang Cuishan was suddenly in chaos.

Zhang Sanfeng was interrupted by Zhang Cuishan's call, and got out of the wonderful situation just now, but there was no turmoil in his heart when he should have been angry, but he just sighed that the opportunity had not arrived, which showed that he had a way of cultivating his mind.

Zhang Sanfeng glanced at Lin Tianheng, saw him nodded, arched his hand, and then went to check Zhang Wuji's injuries.

Although everyone had never seen Lin Tianheng, they couldn't help but pay more attention to him when they saw Zhang Sanfeng respecting him so much.

Facing everyone's prying eyes, Lin Tianheng was unconscious, Lin Zifei looked honored, as if he enjoyed being watched, but Lin Ziwei, a delicate lady, was a little uncomfortable.

Zhang Sanfeng came to Zhang Wuji, stretched out his hand and touched his forehead, the tentacles were cold, as if he had touched a piece of cold ice, and when he was startled, his right hand touched his vest and clothes, but he felt that a place on his vest was like charcoal burning, and the surroundings were cold to the bone.

Zhang Sanfeng immediately tore off the clothes on Wuji's back, only to see a green five-finger palm print clearly printed on the fine skin and white meat.

Zhang Cuishan and his wife were shocked when they saw this, and Yin Susu's tears fell like beads with broken threads.

Zhang Sanfeng stretched out his hand to touch it again, only to feel that the palm print was abnormally hot, but the surroundings were cold, and it was already extremely uncomfortable when he reached out to touch it.

"This palm power is very poisonous, I just pierced the acupoint with a silver needle, although it temporarily stopped his pain, but it is also a symptom but not a cure." Lin Zifu Road.

"I was anxious just now, I blamed this hero, and I hope the hero will forgive me." Yin Susu apologized.

"It's just human nature, Madame is polite." Lin Zifu waved his hand again and again, a mother suddenly saw a child who had been missing for many days, and it was inevitable that she would do something drastic.

"Xuanming Divine Palm, I can't imagine that I will be able to see this extremely poisonous palm technique thirty years later." Zhang Sanfeng was well-informed and quickly recognized this kind of palm power.

Song Yuanqiao exclaimed: "Is this doll actually the palm of the Xuanming God?" He was the oldest, and he had heard the name of "Xuanming Divine Palm", and as for Yu Lianzhou and others, he had never even heard the name of this martial art.

"Amitabha, I can't imagine that the Xuanming Divine Palm of the Hundred Damaged Daoists will reappear in the rivers and lakes." The Shaolin abbot was shocked.

"Master, can you save my Mowgli child." Zhang Cuishan said hurriedly, he had never heard the name of the Xuanming Divine Palm, and he only felt that since Zhang Sanfeng could recognize this palm technique, there must be a way to treat it.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Sanfeng sighed, shook his head slowly, and said, "Unless...... Unless my master, Master Jueyuan, is resurrected and teaches me all the "Nine Yang True Sutras". ”

"Amitabha." Hearing this, the senior monks of Shaolin Temple all proclaimed the Buddha's name, with a compassionate look, but they did not take out their own "Shaolin Jiuyang Gong" to save Zhang Wuji.

"Master, you must save Wuji!" When Yin Susu heard this, he almost fell down after being struck by lightning, and then he didn't care about his identity and occasion, so he knelt down beside Zhang Sanfeng and begged.

"Su Su, don't embarrass Master anymore." Zhang Cuishan saw that Zhang Sanfeng's face was difficult, and he couldn't help but say something to explain it.

Zhang Sanfeng suddenly handed Zhang Wuji over to Zhang Cuishan, turned around and walked towards Lin Tianheng.

"Master!" Yin Susu wailed, sounding heartbreaking.

"Mom, don't cry, don't hurt anymore." Zhang Wuji comforted sensibly.

Listening to Zhang Wuji's immature voice, Yin Susu cried even more, Song Yuanqiao and the others sighed together, but they were helpless, they really suffered the fifth junior brother and his wife and this child.

Zhang Sanfeng walked up to Lin Tianheng and saluted respectfully: "Senior, please take action and save my poor apprentice." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall was shocked!

Zhang Sanfeng is already recognized as the oldest and highest seniors in the rivers and lakes, who can be called a predecessor by him, who will be sacred, and what kind of realm will his martial arts be high.

For a while, everyone's eyes were focused on Lin Tianheng again.