Although Songshan and Wudang Mountain are located in Henan and Hubei provinces, one is in western Henan and the other is in northern Hubei, which is not very far apart.

Ning An and Zhang Wuji went up the mountain first, and when they were about to reach the middle of the mountain, they suddenly saw a person in front of them who was running in a hurry, bald and with big sleeves, he was a monk, and he was very good at light skills.

When he saw the monk going all the way up the mountain and was about to reach the top of the mountain, he heard a person shouting: "Which way of friends, come to the Wudang Sect late at night?" ”

The monk said together: "The Shaolin monk is empty, and he is in a hurry to see Wudang Zhang Zhenren. ”

Ning Anxin was suddenly, it turned out to be him, the fake monk who attacked Zhang Sanfeng, and was thinking about whether to kill him, but the people from Wudang arrived.

A Taoist said: "The master has worked hard from afar, please move to the temple and taste tea." Saying that, leading the way, the empty phase shook his head and said loudly: "Please tell Zhang Zhenren immediately, the poor monk has something important to tell him, and he can't delay it for a moment!" ”

"It's unfortunate that the master came, the master has been in the customs for more than a year since he sat last year, and the disciples of this sect have not seen him for a long time."

The empty phase sighed and said, "In this way, the Wudang faction is also the same as my Shaolin faction, and it is difficult to escape this catastrophe today." ”

The Taoist was shocked when he heard this, and the empty phase hurriedly described the tragic situation of Shaolin, and the Taoist could only go to tell Yu Daiyan first.

Zhang Wuji and Ning An hid outside the hall, and the former asked, "Senior brother, what should we do?" I'm afraid we'll reveal our identities as soon as we enter. ”

Ning An immediately said: "The third uncle is crippled, and he needs to be served in his daily life, so we can pretend to be his Taoist boy." ”

"Dao Tong?" Zhang Wuji was puzzled, but then he understood.

Ning An took Zhang Wuji into a room and said to the two people in the room: "Qingfeng, Mingyue, do you still recognize me?" ”

The two Dao boys were startled, and when they saw Ning An, they smiled happily: "Uncle Qingshu, when did you come back?" ”

Ning An got straight to the point and said: "Qingfeng, Mingyue, let me and Wuji pretend to be you to carry the third uncle, you two can rest here!" ”

Qingfeng Mingyue did not doubt him, took out two sets of robes, shoes and socks, and changed them for Ning An and Zhang Wuji, Mingyue also pulled up a bun for Zhang Wuji, and in a moment Zhang Wuji was like a little Taoist boy.

The two lifted the soft chair and went straight to Yu Daiyan's room.

On the way, Zhang Wuji asked: "Senior brother, if the third senior uncle finds out that the person who carried him is not Qingfeng Mingyue, what should we say?" ”

Ning An said with a confident face: "You just said that it was a new Dao boy, and Qingfeng twisted your foot to replace him today." ”

Zhang Wuji nodded and asked, "What about you, senior brother?" ”

Ning An suddenly turned his head to Zhang Wuji and said, "Who do you think I am now?" ”

It turned out that Ning An's face was constantly squirming, and his face changed little by little, and after a few breaths, Ning An had completely turned into the appearance of the bright moon!

"It's... Senior brother, what kind of kung fu is this? ”

Zhang Wuji was frightened, this unpredictable kung fu was simply sensational, Ning An naturally said casually: "If you want to learn, I will teach you in the future..."

When he arrived in Yu Daiyan's room, Yu Daiyan looked serious, and he didn't pay attention to who the Taoist boy who carried him was, so he opened his mouth and said, "Go to the small courtyard and see the ancestor and grandfather!" ”

Ning An responded: "Yes! ”

Zhang Sanfeng's retreat courtyard is in the depths of the bamboo forest in the back mountain, with a forest of fences and green shades.

Carrying Yu Daiyan to the front of the small courtyard, stopping the soft chair, Yu Daiyan was about to open his voice to ask to see, when he suddenly heard Zhang Sanfeng's old voice coming from the door.

"Which senior monk of the Shaolin faction came to Wudang Mountain, the old way could not welcome him from afar, and please forgive me."

Ah, the bamboo door was pushed open, Zhang Sanfeng walked out slowly, his face was surprised, he heard that Zhang Sanfeng actually knew that it was a Shaolin monk who came to visit, and he was quite surprised.

Ning An knew that Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts were becoming more and more profound, and he could detect his martial arts sect and cultivation from the footsteps of the empty phase.

But Ning An's internal strength is far above this emptiness, and even from reality to fiction, from truth to simplicity, regardless of manners, eyes, footsteps and voices, it is hidden everywhere.

But Zhang Sanfeng glanced at Zhang Wuji, and then turned his head casually, as if nothing had happened.

And Zhang Wuji didn't notice it!

"Damn! The emotional master is pretending! Isn't that too insidious? Is it to hide strength? ”

Ning Anxin was in turmoil, Zhang Sanfeng could detect Zhang Wuji, couldn't he still see the flaws in the empty phase?

Maybe in the TV series, Zhang Sanfeng was beaten and vomited blood, all pretending!

Sure enough, the empty phase said: "Zhang Zhenren, the Shaolin faction has suffered a catastrophe that has not been encountered for a thousand years, and the Demon Sect has suddenly attacked!"

This faction has died and injured since the abbot Kongwen senior brother, and the demon sect brigade is coming to Wudang, and the survival and disgrace of the Central Plains martial arts today are all in the hands of Zhang Zhenren. ”

After saying this, the empty phase cried loudly.

The corners of Ning An's mouth twitched, "It's really special to act!" ”

Zhang Sanfeng, who has been cultivating for a hundred years, suddenly heard the bad news, was shocked, his body trembled, and he was speechless for a long time.

After settling down, he said: "The Demon Sect is so rampant, and the masters of the Shaolin Temple are like clouds, but they will be poisoned by the Demon Sect?" ”

If it weren't for Ning An feeling Zhang Sanfeng's internal force, surging and running, he would have almost believed it, and they were all acting schools!

The empty phase continued: "Most of the good hands of this sect, the western expedition fell to the enemy, the strength of the left temple was weakened, the way out of the compound has been blocked, a fierce battle, a defeat, senior brother emptiness was martyred on the spot......"

Zhang Sanfeng's heart was gloomy, and he said: "The Demon Sect is so vicious, who can guard against such evil tricks?" ”

Zhang Sanfeng stretched out his hand to help each other and said: "Shaolin Wudang is a family, and this revenge must be avenged!" ”

As soon as he said the word "can", he was cold and unguarded, and the empty phase suddenly exploded, and the two palms of the internal force hit Zhang Sanfeng's lower abdomen together.

This is the Shaolin Sect's outer door magic King Kong like a palm, the empty phase exhausted the strength of the whole body, and the palm was constantly urging over, his face was as white as paper, but the corners of his mouth were smiling.

Zhang Wuji, Yu Daiyan, and Su Di were all stunned when they saw this change, Yu Daiyan was crippled and couldn't step forward to help the master.

But Ning An was unmoved!

Kung Fu has reached the realm of Ning An and Zhang Sanfeng, and it is no longer something that can be hurt by characters like Void Phase, so Zhang Sanfeng is pretending!

With an exclamation, I saw Zhang Sanfeng's left palm swing out, and with a soft sound, it hit the heavenly spirit cover of the empty phase directly!

This palm seems to be as soft as cotton, but it is stronger than iron, and the skull shatters when it is empty, and it collapses like a pile of wet mud, and he dies without a snort.

Yu Daiyan hurriedly said: "Master, you ......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhang Sanfeng sit down with his eyes closed, and after a while, a trace of white gas came out of the top of his head, and he opened his mouth suddenly, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

Ning Anxin was in a pimple, do you want to be so ruthless, and use internal force to shake yourself out of blood? Is there such a pit for children?

Glancing at Zhang Wuji, Ning An mourned for him, this stupid boy is going to be a free coolie again!