Zhang Cuishan's sudden disappearance was done by the unknown kid, but with his own strength, it was impossible to calmly take Zhang Cuishan away in front of many martial arts masters, so there was only one explanation, that is, all this was arranged by Zhang Sanfeng a long time ago. Cheng Kun thought in his heart.

The abbot of Shaolin Temple and Kunlun He Taichong wanted to lead everyone out of the main hall to pursue Zhang Cuishan, but all the doors and windows of Zixiao Hall were closed, and many wooden planks and strips were nailed to the doors and windows.

In fact, all this was agreed by Yi Xiaofeng and Zhang Sanfeng in advance.

The day before Zhang Sanfeng's birthday, Yi Xiaofeng quietly found him and explained his intention, at first Zhang Sanfeng also doubted Yi Xiaofeng's identity and purpose, but he was really unwilling to gamble with the lives of his favorite five apprentices Zhang Cuishan and their husbands and wives, so he agreed with Yi Xiaofeng's idea, and all this happened today.

"Zhang Sanfeng, what do you mean by this? Could it be that you want to kill all of us in this hall in order to protect your shortcomings? ”

He Taichong roared with flaws, because Shang Wudang had to untie the sword, so not only him, but everyone had no weapons in their hands, so they didn't dare to say that they would die, otherwise once the fight started, life and death would be unpredictable.

"Zhang Sanfeng, the heroes of all factions respect you as a senior master of martial arts, so they call you Zhang Zhenren, and I hope you can distinguish between right and wrong, so as not to mislead others and yourself." The abbot also took off the mask of mercy and glared angrily.

"Although I am old, my heart is as bright as a mirror, who is right and wrong, black and white, good and evil, I can see it very clearly." Zhang Sanfeng was unmoved, there was no wind on his body, and he had a powerful internal force that shook the past and the present, exuding a compelling momentum, and he really deserved to be a generation of grandmasters.

……

Besides, after Yi Xiaofeng took Zhang Cuishan and his wife to leave Wudang Mountain, he drove a carriage towards the shore of the Yellow Sea.

"Yi Shaoxia, I, Zhang Cuishan, husband and wife, thank you very much for your life-saving grace, your great kindness, please Rong Cuishan tie the grass ring, and report it in the next life, I must not turn my back on my master and Wudang, and run for my life alone, benefactor, take care!" After Zhang Cuishan finished speaking, he hugged his fists and saluted, turned around and wanted to go back to Wudang.

"Cuishan, don't be impulsive, the benefactor rescued you and me from the sea of fire in such a difficult way, how can you live up to his kindness and go back to die?" Yin Susu pulled Zhang Cuishan hard, desperately refusing to let go.

Yi Xiaofeng was not in a hurry, this was what he expected, he just slapped his face and praised: "What a Zhang Wuxia who is deeply affectionate and forgets death, but all this carefully arranged by your master and me will be in vain because of your impulsiveness." ”

"Engong, you mean, all this was negotiated between the master and you?" Zhang Cuishan was shocked.

"Not bad." Yi Xiaofeng nodded calmly, "You can rest assured, your master and Wudang will be fine, I have my own way to transfer all the spearheads, provided that as long as you and Sister Su Su leave the Central Plains as soon as possible and return to Ice and Fire Island, seven years later, when the time comes, you and Xie Xun will be able to save their lives." ”

"And what about our son Mowgli? Please save our poor child. ”

Yin Susu was about to kneel down as she spoke, and now she was most worried about Zhang Wuji, she faintly felt that Yi Xiaofeng in front of her was by no means an ordinary person, since he could rescue her husband and wife under the noses of various major sects, then it should be okay to rescue Wuji.

"Sister Susu, please get up." Yi Xiaofeng hurriedly stretched out his hand to support Yin Susu, and said calmly, "You don't have to worry about this, Zhang Wuji has a deep fortune, not only will he be fine, but he will also practice the world's magic skills in the future, become the leader of the Ming Sect, save all the sects from danger, and become a big man admired and admired by the heroes of the world, you can leave with confidence." In order to reassure his husband and wife, Yi Xiaofeng had no choice but to tell Zhang Wuji's fate.

"Eungong, how do you know what the future holds?" Zhang Cuishan looked at Yi Xiaofeng in surprise, especially when he found such a real expression, he was even more puzzled.

"Because I know astrological divination, everything in the world is the world, I don't know, I know everything." Yi Xiaofeng felt that it was almost over, and if he continued to ramble on it, it would be really endless. "I said whether you two can go or not, I said everything I can and can't say, I saved you with kindness, but I was questioned by you, am I really full and have nothing to do?"

"Now, this is a handwritten letter written by your master last night, and after you read it, you will naturally understand the truth of what I said." Yi Xiaofeng took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Zhang Cuishan.

After Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu read the letter, their faces were embarrassed and ashamed, and they knew that they were indeed a little rude, "Engong don't be angry, it's just about the life and death of my closest relatives, my husband and wife are really worried in their hearts, we must follow Engong's guidance, and we will go back to Ice and Fire Island." ”

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After separating from Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu, Yi Xiaofeng traveled all the way to the west, and his destination was naturally Kunlun Mountain, where he sat in a deep canyon under the peak, where there was the most powerful internal strength of this plane-Jiuyang Divine Skill.

Originally, if you were to fly in the clouds on a green dragon, you should be able to reach it in an hour, but wouldn't that be too boring, and you are not in a hurry now, so you can enjoy the regional customs of this era while hurrying.

At this time, the sky is still blue, the water is still clear, the land is still green, the air is still excellent, and the people are still simple,......

"Hey, old woman, are you impatient, get out of the way, get out of the way!"

When Yi Xiaofeng rode to the street of a small town, he saw several strong men in front of him scolding an elderly woman rudely, who was holding a cane in her hand, coughing violently from time to time.

There is a little girl who is almost ten years old next to the old woman, with two pigtails and looks cute, but whether she is old or small, her eyes are sharp and abnormal, and she is by no means an ordinary person.

As expected, the old woman heard the strong man's disrespectful words, her eyes were sharp, and she shot quickly, a few cold rays flashed, and several strong men were hit by a poisonous dart in the style of golden flowers on their faces and bodies, and they rolled on the ground in pain.

Mother-in-law Jinhua.

That's right, it's Mother-in-law Jinhua, that is, the purple-shirted dragon king of Mingjiao, Dai Qisi, and the holy daughter of the Persian Sect. The little girl next to her didn't have to guess to know that it was the young Ah Li.

"Anyone who dares to be disrespectful to my wife and son, no one has ever been able to leave my sight alive." Granny Jinhua coughed again as she spoke, and after a little pause, she continued: "However, today is your good luck, I am in a good mood, in addition to my antidote, there is only the Butterfly Valley Doctor Immortal Hu Qingniu in the world who can save you." ”

"Remember, my wife and I are known as Granny Jinhua on the rivers and lakes."

"Ahh You're Mother-in-law Jinhua, oops, it's killing me. "One of the injured people had a poison dart in the face, and it was painful and itchy, but he didn't dare to touch it with his hands.

"Remember what your mother-in-law said, otherwise you will bleed in three days, and your whole body will rot and die! Get out of here. The girl on the side, Ah Li, had a cold expression, not at all like the eyes that a ten-year-old girl should have.

Yi Xiaofeng asked passers-by about the date, and knew that Zhang Wuji should have almost arrived at Butterfly Valley, and Granny Jinhua would also go later, so he rode his horse and whipped towards Butterfly Valley.