In order to finally fulfill the great love between Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min, Li Shuchong can be said to have good intentions. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the third day of the wedding, he was still having in-depth exchanges with Zhou Zhiruo. Having just finished a hearty cultivation, Li Shuchong's dantian once again absorbed a lot of Yuan Yin power, and he asked with satisfaction, "Zhiruo, how did you feel during the past two days of cultivation?"

The lazy and coquettish Zhou Zhiruo was no longer the head of the Emei faction at this moment, she said coquettishly: "Brother Shu Chong, you are so bad, why do you ask me such a shameful question?"

Only then did Li Shuchong understand that his question was too ambiguous, and hurriedly said: "Zhiruo, you misunderstood what I meant, I mean, how did you feel when you cultivated the Nine Yin True Scripture in the past two days?"

After Zhou Zhiruo heard the explanation, she still said with a slight twist: "Well...... Ever since we ...... That one...... Since then, there seems to be something more in my body, and now the Nine Yin True Qi is more and more condensed, and the speed of cultivation is much faster than before. Brother Shu Chong, is it true that people who practice martial arts will be like this after they get married?"

Li Shuchong smiled slightly and said: "How can ordinary martial arts practitioners have such a good thing after getting married? You are also thanks to meeting me, otherwise there will only be two results, one is a lonely life, wasting such a good physique, and martial arts will not be able to reach the peak; the other result is that you will become someone else's furnace, and you will be fished by the dry water, the Yuan Yin will be lost, and you will die of your life...... Forget it, no more talk. With your current martial arts, you will definitely be invincible in the Emei faction, but looking at the Central Plains martial arts, you are also the level of the four great Dharma kings of the Ming Sect, and there is still a big gap compared to Big Brother Wuji. Well, since you have adapted to the current situation, I will work harder so that when you appear in the Shaolin Temple in two days, you can shock the world and fulfill your master's last wish. ”

Zhou Zhiruo was overjoyed when she heard this, and then asked, "So, your martial arts are more powerful than Zhang Wuji?"

Li Shuchong shook his head and said confidently: "My martial arts are not only not comparable to Brother Wuji, but even you can't compare. However, what really starts depends on comprehensive strength, so Big Brother Wuji is not my opponent. Zhiruo, let's hurry up and continue to cultivate, and then we will be invincible in the world. ”

In the following days, Li Shuchong worked overtime in the new house, and refined two drops of liquid Yuan Yin power into Zhou Zhiruo's body......

In the following days, Zhang Wuji was busy chopping firewood, carrying charcoal, burning fires and carrying water in the kitchen of Shaolin Temple......

He deliberately painted his face black when he was moving charcoal, plus his hair was fluffy, and when he took a photo from the water tank, no one could recognize it. That night, he slept with the fireworkers in the hut next to the soup kitchen. He knows that in the Shaolin Temple, the Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, there are often people with unique skills among the fireworkers, so he is careful everywhere, and he doesn't even dare to say more than half a word.

After seven or eight days like this, Yi Sanniang took Zhao Min to visit him twice. He worked diligently, from morning till night, he did all kinds of rough work, and the monks who were in charge of the incense soup kitchen were happy, and the fireworkers next to him also got along with him. He didn't dare to ask, but pricked up his ears and looked for clues from everyone's chatter, thinking that someone must have brought food to his father-in-law, and he only had to land on the person who delivered the food, and he could visit the place where his father-in-law was imprisoned.

On the evening of the ninth day, he slept until midnight, and suddenly heard a faint sound of shouting half a mile away, so he quietly got up, and saw that no one was aware of it, so he immediately started light work, followed the sound and rushed to it, listening to the sound from the woods on the left side of the temple, jumped on a big tree, and found out that there was no one lurking in the grass behind the tree, and then jumped from this tree to the other tree, and gradually moved closer.

At this time, the blades in the forest intersected, and several people were already fighting together. He hid behind the tree, but saw the sword light vertical and horizontal, the sword shadow flashed, and the six people were divided into two sides to fight. The three swords are the three swords of Qinghai, and the "false three talent arrays" of the positive and negative five elements are laid out, and they are very tightly guarded, and the three monks who attack each other are on the side, each making the sword and breaking the formation and going straight. After dismantling twenty or thirty moves, there was a pop, and one of the three swords in Qinghai fell to the ground. As soon as the fake three talents were broken, the remaining two were not opponents, and they made a few moves, and one of them screamed "ah" and was hacked to death, listening to the voice of the short and fat man Ma Fatong. The remaining one was wounded in the right arm and fought to the death. One of the monks whispered, "Stop!" and the three swords surrounded him, but he did not attack again.

An old voice said sharply: "Your Qinghai Yuzhenguan and my Shaolin faction have always had no grudges and no hatred, why did you come to commit it at night?" The remaining person in the three swords in Qinghai was Shao He, and said miserably: "Since the three of my senior brothers have lost the battle, they only complain that they are not good at learning, what more is there to ask?" The old voice sneered: "Are you here for Xie Xun, or do you want to get the dragon slaying knife?" Hehe, I haven't heard that Xie Xun has killed someone in Yuzhenguan, so it must be for the treasure knife. With just such a little play, do you want to come to Shaolin Temple? The leader of Shaolin Temple, Wulin, has been in martial arts for more than 1,000 years, but he didn't expect to be so underestimated. ”

Shao He took advantage of what he said happily, brushed a sword, and went straight to the center. The monk hurriedly dodged, and finally took a step slower, and the sword hit the left shoulder. The two monks next to him slashed with two knives, and Shao He's head was in a different place.

Without saying a word, the three monks lifted the body of the three swords in Qinghai and walked quickly towards the temple. Zhang Wuji was about to follow him to take a look, when he suddenly heard someone breathing softly in the long grass in front of him, and said secretly: "It's dangerous! It turns out that there is still an ambush." At the moment, I was still and did not move, and after a small half an hour, I heard someone in the grass gently high-five twice, and someone in the distance high-fived accordingly, only to see six monks standing up in front and back, or holding a Zen staff, or holding a sword, scattering into a fan shape back into the temple.

Zhang Wuji waited for the six monks to go away before returning to the hut, and the firefighters who slept with him fell asleep and couldn't wake up. He sighed in his heart: "If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, how would you know that in this moment, three heroes have died." Since this battle, he knows that the Shaolin Temple is well-guarded and unusual, so he is more careful.

A few days later, it was the middle of April, and the weather was getting hotter, and it was almost a day away from the Duanyang Festival. He thought, "I'm doing this rough work in the soup kitchen, and I won't be able to find out where my father-in-law is, so I'll have to venture out and check everywhere tonight." That night he slept until the third watch, quietly came out, went up to the roof, hid in the stone of the roof, and saw two figures from south to north, fluttering lightly, the monk's robe blowing the wind, the sword reflecting the moon, it was the patrol monk in the temple.

Wait for the two monks to pass, a few zhang forward, the sound of footsteps on the tile surface, and the two monks jumped over, but saw the group of monks coming and going, shuttling similarly, the inspection was extremely strict, but I was afraid that the inner courtyard of the palace was also not enough. When he saw this, he knew that if he went again, he would be discovered, and he would have to return home.

After three days, thunder and rain fell heavily that night. Zhang Wuji was overjoyed, and said secretly: "God help me!" But seeing that the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and it was dark all around, he flashed and walked to the front hall, thinking: "Luohan Hall, Dharma Hall, Pranya Temple, and Abbot's House are all around, the most important place is the Shaolin Temple, and I will explore the past one by one." "It's just that there are many houses in the Shaolin Temple, and I really don't know where is the Arhat Hall and where is the Pranya Courtyard. He walked dodging and walked to a bamboo forest, and saw a small house in front of him, and the light came out of the window. At this time, his whole body was already soaked, and the raindrops of soybeans hit his face and hands, and bounced out drop by drop. He deceived him to the window of the cottage, and only heard someone talking inside, it was the voice of the abbot and the master of the empty hearing.

I only heard him say: "For this golden lion king, I have killed twenty-three people in Shaolin Temple in January, and I have killed many evils, which is really not the mercy of my Buddha." The Mingjiao also sent an envoy to the temple to beg me to spare Xie Xun, although the temple gave up on it, but how could the Mingjiao be willing to stop there? That sect leader Zhang's martial arts were superb, and he never appeared, but he was afraid that he would have more plans in the dark. Brother Kong Zhi and I were rescued by him, and we owe the kindness of others, if he came to ask for it in person, how would we answer it? This matter is really difficult. Senior brother and nephew, what do you two think?"

An old and gloomy voice coughed lightly, Zhang Wuji heard it in his ears, and his heart was shocked, and he immediately knew that it was Cheng Kun who changed his name to Yuanzhen. This person, Zhang Wuji, had never talked to him face-to-face, but when he looked at the cloth bag on the top of the day, he heard him tell the past, and listened to him shouting through the rocks, but his accent was familiar.

I only heard Yuan Zhen say: "Xie Xun is guarded by the three uncles, and he is foolproof. This hero conference is related to the rise and fall of my Shaolin faction for thousands of years, and some small grievances of the Demon Sect, and the abbot and uncle don't have to worry about it. What's more, the matter of Wan'an Temple, it was the Demon Sect that secretly colluded with the imperial court to make it difficult for the six major sects, doesn't the abbot know it?"

"How could it be that the Ming Sect colluded with the imperial court?" Yuan Zhen said: "The head of the Ming Sect Zhang was supposed to preside over the wedding of Miss Zhou, the head of the Changnan Academy and the head of the Emei faction, and on the day of the wedding, the county lord of the King of Ruyang suddenly ran away with the boy surnamed Zhang. Kong Wen said: "Yes, I have heard of this thing." ”

Yuan Zhen said: "Under the county lord's mother, there is a powerful subordinate called Kutoutuo, and the two uncles must have passed in Wan'an Temple." "Kongzhi in the tower of Wan'an Temple, was forced by Zhao Minle to show martial arts, had suffered a lot of humiliation of the head of the head, when the internal force was completely lost, there was no way to resist, at this time there was still residual anger, said: "Hmph, this time the big thing is over, I want to go to the capital again, to find this bitter head Tuo meeting." Yuan Zhen said: "Do the two uncles know who this Toutuo is?" Kong Zhi said: "This Kutoutuo knows a lot, and it seems that all the martial arts of various families and factions have been involved, but they can't see his doorway." Yuan Zhen said: "Kutoutuo is Fan Yao, the right envoy of the Demon Sect. Kong Wen and Kong Zhi said in unison: "Is this true?"

He was amazed. Yuan Zhen said: "Yuan Zhenyan dares to deceive his uncle? If he dares to come to this temple during the Duanyang Festival, the two uncles will know it at first sight." ”

Kong Zhi groaned: "In this way, Zhang Wuji and the county lord did secretly collude, and the county lord came forward to capture the leaders of the six major sects, and then Zhang Wuji and Li Shuchong sold them to save people. Yuan Zhen said: "Nine times out of ten, that's it." Kong Wen said: "I see that the sect leader is loyal and chivalrous, Li Shuchong is like a fairy, it seems that he is not such a person, we can't blame the good people." Yuan Zhen said: "Uncle Mingjian, the abbot, as the saying goes: Knowing people and faces does not know their hearts." That Xie Xun is Zhang Wuji's father-in-law, and he is also one of the four major guardian kings of the Demon Sect, and the Demon Sect will desperately try to save him, and when he arrives at the Lion Slaughter Conference, everything will be known. ”

Then the three of them discussed how to receive guests, how to resist the enemy from robbing Xie Xun, and calculated which good players in each sect were. Yuan Zhen tried to provoke the factions to fight with each other, and after several defeats, the Shaolin faction came out again to reap the benefits of Bian Zhuang's assassination of the tiger, suppressed the factions, and justifiably took charge of the dragon slaying knife, and killed Xie Xun to pay tribute to Kongjian. Kongwen is solemn, not only does he not want to hurt people's lives and offend his fellow martial artists, but he also seems to dare not insult Mingjiao.

Kong Zhi seemed to have two intentions, and said: "The first important thing, to put it mildly, is how to force Xie Xun to confide in the Dragon Slayer Knife before the Duanyang Festival, otherwise this lion slaughter conference will become silent, but it will reduce the prestige of this faction." Kong Wen said: "What the junior brother said is extremely true. We have to raise our sword in the meeting, and say that this dragon slaying sword of the martial arts supreme has been under the control of this faction, and at that time, this faction will command the world, so don't dare to disobey. Kong Zhi said: "Okay, that's it. Yuanzhen, you try to talk to Xie Xun again, persuade him to hand over the treasure sword, and we will spare his life. Yuan Zhen said: "Yes! The sound of footsteps was soft, and Yuan Zhen walked out.

Zhang Wuji was overjoyed, but he knew that the martial arts of these three Shaolin monks were extremely high, as long as there was a slight sound, they would be immediately detected, if the three of them shot together, he was only afraid that it would be difficult to win, at most he was just trying to get out, and it was difficult to save his father-in-law. Hold your breath for the moment.

I saw Yuanzhen's slender figure walking northward, holding an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and the torrential rain was dripping on the umbrella. Zhang Wuji waited for him to walk out of the ten zhang, and then moved gently and followed him.

Under the heavy rain, the inspection of the temple roof and everywhere was much looser. Zhang Wuji used the corner of the wall and the trunk as a cover, chasing all the way. Seeing Yuan Zhen jump out of the back wall of the temple, he thought: "It turns out that my father-in-law is imprisoned outside the temple, no wonder there is no trace in the temple." He didn't dare to jump out of the wall openly, so he swam up slowly to the top of the wall, and then jumped down when the monks who were patrolling outside the wall walked by.

In the rain line, but seeing that the top of the umbrella is already a hundred zhang away from the north of the temple, turn back to the left, walk towards a small peak, and then quickly climb up the peak. Yuan Zhen was over 70 years old at this time, and his skills were still unusual, and he saw that when he went up the mountain, his umbrella never swayed, and he rose up, as if someone had hoisted him up with a long rope.

Zhang Wuji walked quickly to the foot of the mountain, and was about to go up the peak, when he suddenly saw a white light flashing next to the mountain road, and someone was holding on to the blade and ambushing. He hurriedly stopped, and after only a moment, he saw four people rushing out of the bushes, three in front of one and one behind, rushing towards the peak. I saw only a few pine trees on the top of the mountain peak, and there were no houses, I don't know where Xie Xun was imprisoned, and there was no one else around, so I followed the peak at the moment.

The four people in front of him were very good, and he quickened his pace and chased after the four of them, only about twenty feet away. In the darkness, I could vaguely see that one of them was a woman, and three men were dressed in vulgar clothes, thinking: "Most of these four people are also here to embarrass my father-in-law, let them fight to the death with Yuan Zhen first, and I won't be busy interfering." "When they reached the peak, the four of them ran faster. He suddenly recognized the figures of two of them: "Ah, that's He Taichong and Ban Shuxian from the Kunlun faction." ”

Suddenly he heard a long howl, turned around, and rushed down the mountain. Zhang Wuji immediately hid in the grass beside the road, crawled on the ground, and moved a few feet to the left, only to hear the intersection of blades, a sonorous sound, Yuan Zhen had already moved with the comer. From the sound of the blade impact, it was the two of them who dealt with Yuan Zhen and one person, and their hearts moved: "There are still two people who don't come forward to besiege, and they are going to the peak to find my father-in-law." "Climb up the hill from the grass now.

When I arrived at the peak, I saw a bare land and a flat land, and there were no houses, only three tall pines, the works were arranged in a zigzag, and the branches were inserted into the sky, like a dragon, and I wondered secretly: "Isn't my father-in-law imprisoned here?"

I could hear the sound of rustling in the grass on the right, someone crawling, and then I heard Ban Shuxian say: "Hurry up, the two junior disciples may not be able to stumble over the Shaolin monk." Mrs. He said, "Not bad." The two of them stood up and threw themselves at the three pine trees. Zhang Wuji was afraid that Xie Xun would be nearby, so he didn't dare to be careless, so he crawled forward in the grass.

Suddenly, he only heard He Taichong's "hey", as if he was injured, he looked up and saw He Taichong between three pine trees, waving his long sword, he had already moved with someone, but he didn't see the enemy, only occasionally there was a few muffled sounds, as if the long sword collided with some strange blade. He was so surprised that he climbed a few steps forward, and when he stared at it, he couldn't help but be taken aback.

It turned out that there was a hole in the trunk of the two pine trees diagonally opposite, just for one person, and in the recess of each tree sat an old monk, dancing a black long rope, attacking He Taichong and his wife. A pine tree turned its back to Zhang Wuji, and there was also a black rope waving out in front of the tree, and it was expected that there must be an old monk in the tree. In the dark night, the three long ropes were dark and lightless, and there was no shadow in sight when they danced. He Taichong and his wife hurriedly danced their long swords and guarded them tightly, but because they couldn't see the enemy's blades coming, there was no room for counterattack. These three long ropes seem to be slow and urgent, but there is no sound of the wind, under the torrential rain, above the lonely peak in the dark night, the three long ropes are like ghosts, indescribably weird.

He Taichong and his wife shouted repeatedly, eager to get out of the three-sided encirclement of this glyph, but every time they hit outward, they were always blocked back by the long rope.

Zhang Wuji was secretly surprised, seeing that the black rope was silent when it waved, so that the internal force of the rope was empty, and the skill was pure, not showing edges and corners, beyond his reach, and he was shocked in his heart: "Yuan Zhen said, my father-in-law is guarded by his three uncles, it seems that these three old monks, and their skills are really profound!"

I only heard a scream of "ah", and Mrs. He rushed to the middle of his back, fell straight out of the circle, and saw that he was not alive. Ban Shuxian was shocked and sad, she was distracted, and she was beaten together, only to burst her brain, her limbs were folded, and she was not human. followed by a black rope and threw Ban Shuxian's body out of the circle.

Yuan Zhen walked while fighting, retreated to the peak, and shouted: "Okay, if there is a kind, I will come here to die." "The two strong men who are against him are both healthy people in the Kunlun faction, Yuan Zhen is not losing in terms of martial arts, but it is difficult to kill two people in one fell swoop, at most one person will be injured, and the remaining one person will inevitably escape and escape, which immediately leads the two to chase between the pine trees.

The two of them were still a few feet away from the pine tree, and when they saw He Taichong's body, they stopped together, not beware of the two long ropes that silently circled from the back of their heads, and each wrapped around the waist of one person, and the two ropes shook together, throwing the two of them down from the peak of more than 100 zhang high.

The two of them had already been killed when they collided at the bottom of the mountain, but the screams they made when they were in mid-air echoed endlessly between the peaks......