Three days later, Zhang Sanfeng's 100th birthday banquet.

Early in the morning, the Wudang Seven Heroes put on newly sewn cloth robes and went to pay homage to their master, but they did not see Meng Xiuyuan.

"Where is the little junior brother?" Mo Shenggu asked suspiciously.

"I don't seem to have seen him in the past few days......" Yin Liting echoed, looking at the look of worry on his face.

"Don't worry, let's go first. The little junior brother is the closest to the master, and he will never forget the master's birthday, thinking about what is delayed. Yu Lianzhou shook his head and signaled that everyone didn't have to think about it.

At this moment, the Taoist boy outside the door came in and presented a name post. Song Yuanqiao took a look and saw that the post read:

"Kunlun Houxue He Taichong led his disciples to congratulate Zhang Zhen's life than Nanshan."

When the Wudang Seven Heroes saw it, their complexions changed.

"Sure enough, as the junior brother said, this Kunlun faction has traveled thousands of miles to my Wudang Mountain, and it is not good." Song Yuanqiao sighed.

Soon after, including Emei, Kongtong, Shenquanmen, Haisha Sect, Giant Whale Gang, and Wushan Faction, the leaders of many sects and gangs came to the mountain one after another to "pay homage".

It seems that today, it is indeed difficult to pass the test easily.

Under the hospitality of Zhang Sanfeng and the Seven Heroes of Wudang, guests from all walks of life were welcomed to Zixiao Palace to sit down, and the Huogong Daoists and Dao Tongs put on the meal, and the birthday banquet was officially started.

Everyone present, although they all said kind words, except for the Emei faction who came to congratulate him sincerely because of the love of incense, the rest of the people obviously had ghosts in their hearts.

Not to mention the grim expressions on their faces, there are weapons hidden under their robes, does this seem to be a sincere birthday celebration?

The Seven Heroes of Wudang saw the clues, and they had already let go of the last luck mentality, and began to prepare to deal with today's catastrophe as they had planned before.

It's just that to their surprise, Meng Xiuyuan has not appeared yet.

……

What the Wudang Seven Heroes didn't know was that Meng Xiuyuan was actually above their heads now.

On the roof of Zixiao Palace, which was used by the Wudang Sect to entertain guests, there were a few inconspicuous green tiles, and Meng Xiuyuan was lying under these green tiles at this time.

He had been hiding here since this morning, holding his breath and closing his ears, listening carefully to all the sounds around him.

It wasn't until the sound of footsteps and the weak gasping of children faintly heard in the mountains and forests not far away that Meng Xiuyuan finally opened his eyes.

"It's coming!"

Meng Xiuyuan secretly said in his heart, patted his palm downward, and the whole person took advantage of his strength to rise into the air, jumping out like a sharp arrow, and running in the direction where the sound came from in the mountains and forests.

Passing through the forest like the wind, just a few breaths later, Meng Xiuyuan saw two middle-aged men in the clothes of Mongolian soldiers in the distance, carrying a boy about ten years old.

I think it's the two elders of Xuan Ming and Zhang Wuji that he has been waiting for for a long time.

It's just that seeing this scene, Meng Xiu was far from speeding up, but slowed down his pace, deliberately stepping on the grass on the ground to reveal his whereabouts.

"Who?!" The person carrying Zhang Wuji shouted, and he didn't know whether it was a crane pen or a deer sticker.

Meng Xiuyuan continued to "work hard" towards the three of them with a slightly crude light skill, and said knowingly:

"I'm just going to ask you, what kind of people are they doing, what are they doing sneakily in our Wudang? And where did the children you carry come from?

Could it be my fifth uncle's lost son, Zhang Wuji?! ”

Although the second elder Xuan Ming was cautious by nature, when he saw that Meng Xiuyuan was so young and excessive, he subconsciously did not take him in his eyes, and naturally he did not see through Meng Xiuyuan's deliberate weakness.

As soon as the two looked at each other, they exchanged hearts. Among them, the middle-aged man who didn't mention the child greeted him silently, wanting to solve Meng Xiuyuan, the little guy who appeared unexpectedly.

The two of them were naturally extremely fast, and between their breaths, the middle-aged man with a high nose and deep eyes and the appearance of a person from the Western Regions arrived in front of Meng Xiuyuan, and slapped Meng Xiuyuan with a fierce face.

Although Meng Xiuyuan had no expression on his face, he was secretly ruthless in his heart, and he used 120% of his internal force on the palm of his hand, and he also slapped it with all his strength.

The next moment, the two palms were firmly imprinted together.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound sounded, Meng Xiuyuan's speed did not decrease but increased, and the whole person continued to rush forward like lightning.

And the middle-aged man who was palming him suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and flew backwards as if he had been hit by a train, until he broke a tree with the thick mouth of a bowl before falling to the ground.

The man only glanced at Meng Xiuyuan with grievances, and couldn't even say half a word in his mouth, so his eyes rolled and he fell, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

"You!" Carrying Zhang Wuji's other person, he was shocked and surprised, and when he saw Meng Xiuyuan's figure approaching, he only felt his heart beating wildly.

Meng Xiuyuan didn't say much to him, and when he was three or four zhang away, he raised his right palm, wanting to slap it with the power of the air palm of "Shaking the Sky Palm".

It's a pity that the second elder Xuanming is an old Jianghu after all, experienced and ruthless, one of them suffered a loss and fell to the ground, but the other did not mess with himself, but immediately improvised and blocked Zhang Wuji in front of him as a meat shield, so that Meng Xiuyuan did not dare to send out a palm power in the air.

It wasn't until Meng Xiuyuan approached him and wanted to reach out to grab him that he threw Zhang Wuji far away in the direction of the hillside with a flick of his hand, forcing Meng Xiuyuan to immediately turn around and save the child. He himself took advantage of this opportunity to flash sideways, far away from Meng Xiuyuan.

"Humph!" Meng Xiuyuan knew the priority, snorted coldly, put his toes on the ground a little, and the whole body was chasing in the direction where Zhang Wuji fell.

It's just that he didn't want to let go of the two elders of Xuan Ming so easily, and when he was in mid-air, he turned around with force on his waist, and slapped a shocking palm in an upside-down posture.

I heard the man snort in his ears, but Meng Xiuyuan didn't have time to take a closer look.

He turned around in the air again, and Dantian Zhong took a strong breath, and with the help of the branches and leaves of the trees, he quickly chased towards Zhang Wuji's whereabouts.

This hillside is steep and full of gravel, if Zhang Wuji is allowed to fall to the ground, it really can't be saved.

Fortunately, with Meng Xiuyuan's internal strength, Tiyun is really extraordinary. In an instant, he chased after Zhang Wuji.

It's just that the speed of this Zhang Wuji's fall is too fast, Meng Xiuyuan is afraid of hurting him and doesn't dare to take it hard, so he has to flick his sleeves with soft strength first, and wave a force to make Zhang Wuji's body slow down in mid-air, and then he can jump up again and hold him in his arms.

When Meng Xiuyuan landed lightly, he looked up the mountain again, and sure enough, the two elders of Xuan Ming had already escaped without a trace.

At this point, Meng Xiuyuan breathed a long sigh of relief and relaxed in his heart.

To be honest, although he seemed to have the advantage in this battle, and he defeated the opponent like thunder, the essence was actually a hemp rod beating a wolf, and he was afraid of both sides.

After all, this is only the first time he has fought against life and death since he practiced martial arts. And the enemy is still the second elder of Xuan Ming, who can rank in the top ten in the Yitian world, which is really a bit of pressure.

If he hadn't deliberately shown weakness to the enemy, causing the other party to fight hard with him, and abolishing the other party at the beginning, then facing the two elders of Xuan Ming who were holding Zhang Wuji hostage with one enemy and two enemies, he was afraid that even if he could still win in the end, he would not be able to protect Zhang Wuji's safety.

"Damn, I remember that the book doesn't say that there is only one coming, why did the two of them come together? Thankfully, I was well prepared. Meng Xiuyuan scolded secretly in his heart.

It's just that although he scolds in his heart, he also knows clearly that this is reasonable.

Put yourself in your shoes, if he is the second elder of Xuanming, and wants to come to this Wudang Mountain to threaten Zhang Sanfeng, who is famous in the rivers and lakes, then he will definitely not dare to come alone with Zhang Wuji, and he will definitely leave one person to come with him to answer secretly.

"Now is not the time to think about this...... Meng Xiuyuan shook his head and cleared his distracting thoughts.

After all, there are still hundreds of people in the rivers and lakes with ghosts on Wudang Mountain, all of whom want to ask Xie Xun and the whereabouts of the Dragon Slayer Knife.

Repelled the two elders of Xuan Ming, today's level is only a small half.

Looking down at his arms, Xiao Wuji may have fallen asleep now because he was thrown down the hill and was too frightened.

Meng Xiuyuan stretched out his hand to untie his clothes and looked at his back, frowning.

Sure enough, a blue-green seeping palm print still appeared on Xiao Wuji's delicate back.

Obviously, this Xuanming Second Elder was vicious, and he never wanted to let this Zhang Wuji live, and he injured him with the Xuanming God Palm early before sending him back to Wudang Mountain.

"Well, it seems that this is fate."

Meng Xiuyuan looked at the unlucky child in his arms, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The reason why he hid in the main hall early in the morning and took the initiative to intercept and kill the two elders of Xuan Ming was to think about whether he could save this Zhang Wuji and save him from so many crimes.

But now it seems that the suffering and legends of some people's lives may really be determined by God early and difficult to change.