Chapter 25 The White-clothed Monk Ascends to Wudang (II)

"What! My fifth brother (fifth brother) was injured by you Shaolin? ”

When Ding Ye heard this, he glanced at the five people with strange eyes.

I suddenly understood why in the original plot for decades since Zhang Cuishan's death, Zhang Sanfeng has been holding the position of Wudang in charge of the sect and refuses to retreat behind the scenes.

It's just that before he could argue, he heard Zhang Sanfeng shout angrily.

"Hugh is in vain! If the Shaolin Sect injured Cuishan, will your Yuantong junior brother still travel thousands of miles to send Cuishan back to Wudang Mountain? ”

In just over a month, Zhang Sanfeng, who lost two beloved disciples one after another, looked a little less immortal at this time, but a little more popular.

Just like an ordinary old man, his eyes are sad and gloomy.

"Doesn't that chill people's hearts when you say this? Don't apologize to anyone yet! ”

Looking at the look of disappointment in his master's eyes, Wuzi suddenly knew that he had just thought about it, and his eyes showed a look of shame.

At this time, Ding Ye hurriedly waved his hand and said, "The real person is serious!" If you want to come to the senior brothers, you are also concerned about it...... Little Monk ...... The little monk won't think much about it......"

Listening to Ding Ye's empathetic words, the five sons looked more and more guilty, and under the leadership of the oldest of them, the long-bearded man, they all bowed to Ding Ye.

"The foolish brother just saw the miserable appearance of the fifth brother, and he was in a mess, and he hoped that the senior brother Yuantong would forgive his sins......"

Seeing this, Ding Ye hurriedly helped the five people up one after another, and said again and again, "I can't help it, I can't make it ......"

Saying this, as if in order to alleviate the embarrassing atmosphere just now, Ding Ye turned to say, "By the way, where did I come from just now?" Not...... Yes! The martial arts of those monks are ...... with my Shaolin."

Ding Ye was so generous, coupled with his young age, his mind was also active, and he suddenly reaped a wave of favor from Zhang Sanfeng and his disciples.

I couldn't help but trust the nonsense made up by Ding Ye a little more.

……

"At that time, when the little monk arrived there, Senior Brother Cuishan was already seriously injured...... The little monk didn't dare to slack off, so he could only protect Senior Brother Cuishan to the death......"

"Of course, don't say that the senior brothers just now had a misunderstanding, even the little monk thought that those monks were my Shaolin disciples, and the little monk immediately wanted to ask those monks, is there any misunderstanding in this...... After all, Shaolin and Wudang have always been in the same spirit, and they have always been models of the righteous path of martial arts......"

Ding Ye said eloquently, with the change in his expression, it seemed that he really said a non-existent thing as if it were true.

It's just that when he said 'Shaolin and Wudang are in the same breath' and 'model of the righteous path', the people of Wudang still couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

Of course, the dirtiness in private between this sect will probably not be moved to the table until the face is torn.

So when they heard Ding Ye's unashamed words, everyone in Wudang just didn't hear it, and focused their attention entirely on 'the events of that night' itself.

"Did you ask what?"

Song Yuanqiao, the head of the seven sons of Wudang, asked eagerly.

When Zhang Sanfeng heard this, he immediately stopped and said, "Yuanqiao, let Yuantong's nephew speak slowly...... I think there must be some entanglements here......"

"Real people are as wise as torches!" Ding Ye threw away a sycophant before continuing, "I think when the little monk first joined the battlefield, Senior Brother Cuishan misunderstood that the little monk was the helper of those monks, so let's not talk about it...... The key is that when the little monk announced his name, those monks actually began to kill him, and one of the monks used my Shaolin seventy-two stunts - strong vajra fingers! ”

When everyone in Wudang heard this, they were stunned.

You must know that the Shaolin 72 stunts are never passed on, even if there is a lay disciple who has practiced the 36 skills, the lay disciple himself is qualified to practice, not even his own bloodline heirs! Otherwise, it is a great sin of treason!

There is no possibility of it being circulated!

Therefore, when Ding Ye said this, except for Zhang Sanfeng, a little suspicion appeared in the eyes of the other five sons again.

Only this time they couldn't help but say it, but chose to listen patiently.

Sure enough, I heard Ding Ye sigh.

"The little monk thought that I was a scum in Shaolin, but when I was born with the three fingers of that person, I suddenly felt that something was wrong......"

"It's just because of my Shaolin strong vajra fingers, although they are also fierce and domineering, but after all, it is Zen martial arts, so naturally there will be some room for mercy......"

"On the other hand, when that person made a move, he was extremely fierce, and he came everywhere with the tricks that took people's lives, and the little monk could hear the words between those people, but it was not the accent of my Central Plains, but it seemed to be from the Western Regions!"

……

Hearing Ding Ye's words, the five sons of Wudang all gasped.

Looking at Ding Ye's face that was only weak back then, his gaze couldn't help but change a little.

"You said you were born with three fingers of the mighty vajra finger?"

"How can those monks have Western accents?"

Hearing that they didn't believe it, Ding Ye smiled ashamedly and said, "Yuantong is blunt, I trust the master's love, and I have to pass on the skill of "King Kong is not bad", but I still have some skills to be beaten......"

After speaking, as if afraid that they would not believe it, he tore off the monk's robe, revealing three fingerprints of different bruises and purples.

"It's a pity that the little monk can't get home, if my master comes, he won't be so embarrassed......"

Looking at Ding Ye's wry smile and ashamed appearance, Zhang Sanfeng asked out loud, "Is the Venerable Master an empty monk?" ”

"Exactly," Ding Ye said with a look of reverence.

Hearing Ding Ye's affirmative reply, Zhang Sanfeng no longer had any doubts about Ding Ye's words.

After all, the reputation of the old monk Kongjian in the rivers and lakes over the years is really not to be said, and even the names of the three monks of Kongwen, Kongxing, and Kongzhi are also stained with the light of the old monk Kongjian.

"Sure enough, a famous teacher has a high apprentice, but he really accepted a good apprentice when he saw it......"

Zhang Sanfeng said this, subconsciously looked at Zhang Cuishan, whose face was pale, again, and sighed more and more sadly in his heart, "Hey, it's a pity that I am a pillar of Wudang, but I have suffered such a great misfortune...... How sad ......"

"The real person praised ......" Ding Ye said modestly, "Yuantong is blunt, I don't deserve to be so boastful ...... real person"

Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand with some interest.

"At a young age, you can practice the King Kong that is difficult to produce in a hundred years, and you can't afford it, who can afford it?"

After speaking, he asked, "You said those monks seem to be from the Western Regions?" Have you seen the origin of several people? ”

When Ding Ye heard this, he folded his hands and said ashamedly, "The little monk is shallow-eyed, and I have never heard that my Shaolin still has a heritage in the Western Regions......"

And Zhang Sanfeng was stunned when he heard the word 'inheritance' in Ding Ye's mouth.

Then, his gaze suddenly became distant, and he hesitated after a long time.

"Isn't that the legacy of that incident back then?"

When Ding Ye heard this, he hurriedly asked out loud with great cooperation, "What does the real person know?" ”

"Hey, it's been too long ago, and I'm not very sure......"

Zhang Sanfeng said with a slight twist of his white eyebrows, "Even the fashionable and young old Tao has just heard of it." ”

"What? Even Master has only heard about it? ”

Yin Liting, the sixth son of Wudang, exclaimed.

When Ding Ye heard this, he subconsciously glanced at the somewhat weak young man opposite, and immediately matched a certain green hat man in his heart.

And the 'cuckold man' looked at Ding Ye's smile and smiled softly in response, but he didn't see the sympathy in Ding Ye's eyes at all.

Zhang Sanfeng heard the words of the sixth child, but before he could respond, he heard the seventh Mo Shenggu, who was usually closest to the fifth Zhang Cuishan, and suddenly said in surprise.

"Master! Brother! Fifth brother is awake! Fifth brother is awake! ”

When Zhang Sanfeng heard this, he saw that several senior brothers immediately rushed up, and immediately shouted, "Don't touch him!" His whole body was violently shattered, and once the qi and blood collapsed into his heart, the immortals could not be saved! ”

At this time, a middle-aged man with a square and pale face was pushed in from outside the main hall in a wheelchair.

It is the source of Zhang Cuishan's descent this time, and Yu Daiyan, the third man who was vigorously amputated by his limbs and bones, was completely reduced to a wasted person.

Looking at Zhang Cuishan, who was almost the same as his own injury, Yu Daiyan, a dignified seven-foot man, suddenly burst into tears, coupled with his own crippled appearance, it was enough to make people cry.

The eyes of the other five sons of Wudang on the side were all red, and Yin Liting, who had the weakest personality, was even more tearful and choked.

"Cry what cry! As the teacher often says, 'Tianxingjian, a gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement'! Hugh is going to cry and cry, listen to what the fifth child is saying! ”

Zhang Sanfeng frowned.

After speaking, he leaned down on Zhang Cuishan's mouth, and said softly with his eyes faintly red.

"Cuishan, Cuishan! No hurry, no hurry! You speak slowly...... The Master is here, the Master listens......"

"Black ...... Black Jade ...... Intermittent ointment ......"

"Save ...... Save...... Third Brother ......"

Yu Daiyan, who had been listening intently to what Zhang Cuishan was saying, suddenly let out a wow, and cried heartbreakingly.

"It's the third brother who hurt you!"

Even after Zhang Sanfeng stopped drinking again, he still pursed his lips and whimpered.

And Zhang Sanfeng, who was lying on his stomach in Zhang Cuishan's ear, was in Zhang Cuishan's confusion and his lips opened slightly, but he was suddenly shocked, and his eyes showed an unbelievable look.

"West...... Domain King Kong ...... Door ......"

"Little ...... Be careful...... Toward...... Court! ”

"Be careful...... Chao Chao ...... Court! ”

……

Ding Ye on the side, watching Zhang Sanfeng's expression change drastically, asked Xiaobai in his heart, "Did you say it?" ”

Xiaobai: "Clones that have been burned by memory will definitely not go wrong. ”

"That's good......"

Hearing Xiaobai's affirmative reply, the corners of Ding Ye's mouth were silently hooked.