In Zixiao Palace, it was densely packed with characters from various sects and factions who came to "pay homage to Shou", and there were at least a few hundred people in a rough count.

Wudang is not as rich as Shaolin, and there are too many guests here today, so Huogong Daoist can only give each person a big bowl of rice, and spread some green vegetables and tofu on it, which is considered a banquet.

Fortunately, these people in front of them are all coming for the dragon slaying knife, and no one cares whether they eat well or not. All of them were eating expressionlessly, and from time to time they secretly looked out of the hall door, waiting for the senior monk of Shaolin Temple who said that he would take the lead.

About a quarter of an hour later, the guests had already finished their meals, and the fireworkers took away the dishes and chopsticks, and the birthday banquet was also in the middle of the story.

Everyone in the banquet had their eyes flickering, and they couldn't wait to ask the Wudang faction about the whereabouts of Xie Xun and the Dragon Slayer Knife.

Zhang Songxi has always been resourceful, and when he saw this scene, he took a step forward and was about to open his mouth to squeeze everyone with words, so that they would not be troubled.

Unexpectedly, at this time, a figure suddenly flew in from outside the hall, attracting the attention of everyone present.

The man only borrowed a little strength on two or three beams and pillars, and then flew in the air, spanning a distance of more than ten zhang and landed beside the Wudang Seven Heroes.

This fluttering light skill really stunned everyone present, and instantly focused their eyes.

"Little junior brother!" "Little junior brother, where have you been, how did you get there?" The Seven Heroes of Wudang saw the appearance of the person who came clearly, and asked one after another.

"Now is not the time to talk about this...... Meng Xiuyuan lifted his sleeve robe, revealing Zhang Wuji who was held in his arms.

"Mowgli!" Zhang Cuishan couldn't help but exclaim when he saw that he had lost his beloved son for several days.

Hearing him shout like this, the brothers and sisters beside him knew the identity of the child and hurriedly surrounded him.

Meng Xiuyuan didn't explain much, but directly hugged Xiao Wuji in front of his master Zhang Sanfeng.

"Master, look ......"

As he spoke, Meng Xiuyuan untied the clothes on Zhang Wuji's body, revealing the blue-green palm print on his back.

"Xuanming Divine Palm!" Zhang Sanfeng naturally recognized the injury, and hurriedly hugged Zhang Wuji to take a closer look.

He stretched out his hand to touch the palm print, only to feel that it was hot like fire, and then touched Xiao Wuji's body limbs, but he felt that it was cold and abnormal, knowing that this poisonous palm power had already penetrated into the meridians of the child's body.

I'm afraid it's hard to save such an injury.

Zhang Sanfeng looked up at the many people in the hall who were eager to try, and then looked at Zhang Wuji, who was in danger in his hand.

"Master, you save the child first, and the most important thing is to save his life. These things outside can be solved by our brothers and sisters themselves. Meng Xiuyuan looked at Zhang Sanfeng's eyes and said seriously.

"Well, that's right. Remember what you said before becoming a teacher, just stick to your heart and let it go. ”

Zhang Sanfeng immediately made a decision, nodded at Meng Xiuyuan, ignored the people present, picked up Xiao Wuji and walked quickly towards the apse.

"Fifth Senior Brother, you can go too, Wuji needs your father by his side at this time......" Meng Xiuyuan whispered to Zhang Cuishan beside him.

"No, today's events are all because of my husband and wife, and now that the wolves are around, how can I hide by myself?" Zhang Cuishan's face was dark, he shook his head and disagreed, obviously he had made up his mind.

Seeing this, Meng Xiuyuan didn't persuade him anymore, and instead told the Taoist boy standing next to him, asking him to inform Yin Susu of the news, so that she, a mother, could take care of the child quickly.

The seven heroes of the Wudang faction around him didn't know what was going on and why Zhang Cuishan's child was so seriously injured, so they stepped forward to ask Meng Xiuyuan one after another.

It's just that at this moment, the guests in the hall have run out of patience.

Xihuazi of the Kunlun faction was the first to stand up and said loudly:

"Ladies and gentlemen of Wudang Mountain, where is Zhang Zhenren going? We are going up the mountain today, and we have something to ask of him......

Meng Xiuyuan and the others were very angry when they saw him so unsympathetic.

Song Yuanqiao, as a senior brother, naturally stepped forward to respond, but as soon as he took half a step, he was stopped by Meng Xiuyuan reaching out.

"Senior brother, do you believe it or not?" Meng Xiuyuan's eyes were still staring at Na Xihuazi, his body was slightly sideways, and he whispered to Song Yuanqiao.

"Of course I believe you." Song Yuanqiao replied without hesitation, even if he hadn't figured out what Meng Xiuyuan meant.

"If you believe me, how about leaving all the things of the day to me?" Meng Xiu went afar.

"This ...... All right. Little junior brother, you can go.

It's just that although your martial arts are high, you have to be more careful. I remember that the senior brothers are all here, and if there is anything, the eight of us will carry it together. Song Yuanqiao glanced at Meng Xiuyuan in surprise, but did not refuse him.

When Meng Xiuyuan heard this, he said that he was relieved, and then he took a few steps forward and stood in front of many guests.

He didn't want to wait for others to speak out and persecution, so he took the initiative to say aloud to everyone present:

"You have also seen that there is a sad thing in my martial arts today. My fifth senior brother, Zhang Wuji, was injured by a traitor, and now his life is on the verge of death, and he urgently needs treatment, and I can't afford to entertain you anymore.

Besides, now that the feast has ended, my master has already understood the kindness of all of you who came to pay their respects, so please go down the mountain now.

The number of courtesies is not good, please forgive me. After the incident, I, Wudang, will definitely send people to apologize to my colleagues from all factions here. ”

Salute first and then soldiers, Meng Xiuyuan finished saying this set of scenes with a glance, and bowed down to the people in front of him, and his posture was very low.

It's just that now that these people have gone to Wudang Mountain, they have never thought about giving up, how can they be dismissed with a good word.

"Humph!" "How does this work?" "Less of this!"

When the people on the other side heard this, they immediately rioted, and a few of them stood up and wanted to tear their faces.

Meng Xiu was not surprised to see this scene, and before they could speak, his voice turned cold and he said:

"Of course, I know that you have come to my Wudang Mountain today, not only to pay homage to your family teacher, but also to know Xie Xun's whereabouts from my fifth senior brother.

The reason why you are so far is probably just waiting for a strong reinforcement who dares to face my Wudang faction.

It doesn't matter, the person you have been waiting for has already arrived. ”

Seeing that he was so young, he spoke so bluntly and bluntly, and he couldn't get over his face, and he suddenly stood up and wanted to teach Meng Xiuyuan, a kid who didn't know the height of the sky.

It's just that before everyone could get mad, there was a voice outside the door, "Amitabha!" ”

This Buddha horn is very strange, and it can clearly reach everyone's ears, but it sounds like it is coming from a distance, empty and insignificant.

And after this Buddha horn, no one appeared for a long time, which caused many people present to wonder why.

After a long time, it wasn't until everyone couldn't sit still that they saw a few monks coming to the door. If you look closely, the lineup is quite amazing.

It was the three major monks of Shaolin Temple, Emptiness, and Emptiness who were all present, and there were nine monks from Shaolin Temple behind him, all of whom were also disciples of the three monks.

"This little benefactor is really good ears, and I heard the footsteps of me waiting through a few doors. Having such a cultivation at a young age really makes me feel ashamed of being old. ”

Hearing that the city was deep, he didn't mention anything else when he saw him, and he praised Meng Xiuyuan when he opened his mouth.

When everyone present heard this, they understood what was happening, and they couldn't help but be amazed. Thinking back to the profound light skills that Meng Xiuyuan showed when he entered the hall just now, it was difficult to despise him because of his age.

Among them, especially He Taichong, the head of Kunlun, had the most violent impact in his heart.

You must know that as the head of the Kunlun faction second only to Shaolin and Wudang, he himself is extremely confident in his martial arts, and the reputation of "Mr. Tieqin" is even more shocking.

But just now, Meng Xiuyuan heard the footsteps of everyone in the Shaolin Temple outside the door, but he didn't hear it. And Meng Xiuyuan's light skills that were not tacky with fireworks before, he couldn't do it either.

Although no one knew about this matter, it set off monstrous waves in He Taichong's heart.