It's the Mid-Autumn Festival again.

Zhang Sanfeng is over 100 years old, and Wudang is also very concerned about this festival. Several of the Wudang Seven Heroes rushed back one after another, and Song Yuanqiao, the eldest disciple of the current principal, took his son Song Qingshu, busy inside and out. Even Yu Daiyan, who stayed in the room all day long, also came out in a wheelchair, shining on the warm sun, and looked at Qingfeng Xiaodao Tong with a smile on his face.

Zhang Sanfeng Lao Dao took Zhang Wuji's little hand and wandered along the stone road, feeling that there was no such peace and joy on the day. Zhang Wuji is young but sensible, and when he saw Zhang Sanfeng happy, he forcibly endured the feeling of cold in his body and didn't say it, and he still thought of a way to make Lao Dao happy.

Zhang Laodao is a pedantic, Zhang Wuji's little hands tremble, but how can his hands and feet not feel it like ice cubes? Thinking of his fifth disciple Zhang Cuishan, he couldn't help but feel a sharp pain in his heart. After saying "good boy", he leaned over and picked up Zhang Wuji, and carried the "purple gas" to make him feel better.

"Master, I don't hurt", Zhang Wuji's little hand wiped Zhang Laodao's cheek, but a tear flowed out. Zhang Laodao shook his head slightly, with one side of his face, but saw the boy named Mingyue running towards Song Yuanqiao in a panic, whispering something, seeing Song Yuanqiao's brows furrowed, his face was a little ugly.

Zhang Laodao shook his head and didn't ask. In the past few years, the big and small matters of Wudang have gradually been handed over to the eldest disciple Song Yuanqiao for processing, Zhang Laodao in addition to treating Zhang Wuji's injuries, the rest is to ponder martial arts, and strive to open up something that has never been seen before.

Song Yuanqiao was a little upset at this time, all because of Mingyue Xiaodaotong's words, "Shaolin Lu Ochre and Hui'an came to meet Zhang Zhenren." ”

He had also heard of the name of Lu Ochre, the little disciple of the Shaolin Emptiness Divine Monk. It's just that the rumors in the rivers and lakes are mixed, and some say that he is anxious for justice and righteousness, and he is righteous and squanders money. Some people say that he is a murderer and loves to eat flesh and blood. However, some of them are recognized by the rivers and lakes, that is, this Lu ochre was destroyed by the Yuan court when he was young, and after becoming famous, he often traveled to the rivers and lakes, contacted heroes from all over the world, and planned against the Yuan. All he was thinking about was how to drive out the Tartars and overthrow the Yuan Court.

Such people are both good and evil, and of course they cannot be seen. But it can't be too deep and involve the sect. Thinking of this, he asked Song Qingshu to lead Mingyue Daotong down the mountain to greet him. Lu Yuan, a person who is weak in age and has a high seniority, is the most annoying to receive in the martial arts. However, Zhang Sanfeng has a very high seniority, so it is not rude to send the eldest disciple of the third generation of Wudang to greet him.

Not long after, I saw Song Qingshu accompanying the two of them up the mountain. Both of them are cyan monks, and the first one is twenty years old, with a face like a crown of jade, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and he is born with a good appearance. His son Song Qingshu is also very handsome, and the two of them walked in front, which immediately made people feel bright for a while.

Seeing that the man was chatting with Qingshu with a modest attitude, Qingshu laughed loudly, obviously very close to him, and Song Yuanqiao suddenly had a good impression of this person.

When he got closer, Song Qingshu preemptively introduced, "Brother ochre, this is my father." ”

"Shaolin Lu Yuan has seen Song Daxia", Lu Yuan stepped forward and saluted.

Song Yuanqiao was taken aback, and almost blurted out, "You are Lu Yuan!" "Seeing that the young man is only twenty, maybe he has just left the school to experience the rivers and lakes, how can there be those messy rumors, the news on the rivers and lakes is really not credible. Song Yuanqiao was well-known, and he also nodded at this time, and said, "Go inside to talk, Qingshu, go and invite your Uncle Mo to come." ”

Song Yuanqiao thought that Mo Shenggu and Lu Yuan were similar in age, so there should be some topics to talk about. Such a famous disciple has just come out of the rivers and lakes, and it is the proper meaning to visit the various sects, and it will be uncomfortable if it is too solemn. As for his report that he said that he would meet Master Zhang Sanfeng, it was just a child's worship. Who doesn't want to see Master on the rivers and lakes? Let the tea sit down, say a few words, and just wait for Mo Shenggu to come and leave.

When I looked up inadvertently, I saw the "Hui'an" monk standing behind Lu Yuan, and I couldn't help but be shocked again, what a high martial arts! The "Hui'an" monk looked elegant, more like a scholar than a monk, and when he stood quietly behind Lu Yuan, he was holding a long cloth burden in his arms, and his spirit was almost all constricted, just like an ordinary person. This kind of realm is not inferior to oneself. Solemnly at the moment.

"I don't know how to ...... Lay people come to my Wudang, what is the matter? ”

"Song Daxia, please take a look." Lu Yuan signaled, and Hui An stepped forward and put the long package on the case in front of Song Yuanqiao. When the monk held it, it was no different from an ordinary package. As soon as I put it down, there was a creak of the press, and it was obvious that the contents of the package were very heavy.

Song Yuanqiao unwrapped the package and saw a black and heavy knife inside, and couldn't help but be shocked, "This is the Dragon Slaying Knife!" The dragon slayer knife that commands the world! ”

Zhang Laodao was holding Zhang Wuji to look at the statue in the apse, and when he heard Song Yuanqiao's exclamation, he stretched out his head and glanced at it. Zhang Laodao traveled the world when he was young, known as a "sloppy Taoist", and he was not a solemn and majestic person. It's just that now that I'm older, and I'm surrounded by juniors, of course I make a solemn appearance. I'm pretty casual in private.

He was attracted by Lu Yuan at this glance. I saw that Lu Yuan was surrounded by a faint gang qi, his eyes were like electricity, and the yang energy was rising between sitting and sleeping, which was the precursor of the pure yang internal strength to break through the dragon and tiger level! How similar this scene is to Master Jueyuan's imagery back then! Lao Dao was overjoyed in his heart, and pulled Zhang Wuji out of the city. didn't look at the dragon slaying knife, walked straight up to Lu Yuan and asked, "Are you practicing Shaolin Jiuyang Gong?" ”

"See Zhang Zhenren", Lu Yuan saw Zhang Sanfeng come out, and hurriedly saluted Hui'an.

Lao Dao just waved his hand and said again, "You are practicing Shaolin Jiuyang Gong?!" Mo Shenggu, who had just entered the door, facing Song Yuanqiao, who was facing the dragon slaying knife, and Yu Daiyan, who was passing by, were all stunned when they heard it, and then they surrounded him happily.

"Exactly." This is Lu Yuan's answer.

"It's really Shaolin Jiuyang, Mowgli is saved!" This is the joy of Song Yuanqiao's brothers.

"I don't want Shaolin to send help! The Shaolin monk killed my mother! This is Zhang Wuji's refusal.

"Mowgli! You are Mowgli! This is Hui'an, that is, Xie Xun's inquiry.

"Quiet!" This is...... Zhang Laodao's voice. It was as if he was talking normally, but there were more than a dozen gong bells inside, which made the hall buzz.

The crowd fell silent. saw Zhang Wuji's face was cold, his face was pale, and he fainted directly backwards in Zhang Sanfeng's arms.

Zhang Laodao didn't have time to say more, and immediately hugged Zhang Wuji and began to use his exercises to drive away the cold poison. At this time, the cold poison on Zhang Wuji's body has long been expelled, and the remaining entanglement is in the meridians, where can it be expelled? Zhang Laodao was in the middle of a loss, when suddenly a hand reached over, drew a mysterious arc, and pressed it on Zhang Wuji's chest. Whether it was Song Yuanqiao and Mo Shenggu who were paying attention, or Zhang Sanfeng who was pressing Zhang Wuji's dantian, it was too late to stop it!

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