Seeing Zhang Sanfeng's depressed expression, Zhang Wuji suddenly said: "Master, you don't have to be sad, if the child's disease is incurable, he will die." I'm just afraid that my father and mother will be sad, and Master Tai will hide it from my father and mother at that time. ”

Zhang Sanfeng saw that this kid was so sensible, and his heart was even more sad, he touched his head and said, "Don't say that, Master Tai wants to cure you no matter what." ”

Wuji said: "I originally thought that if I could learn the Jiuyang Divine Skill of the Shaolin School and tell Yu Sanbo, it would be good." ”

Zhang Sanfeng said: "Why? ”

Wuji said: "I hope that Yu Sanbo can practice the magic skills of Wudang and Shaolin and cure the disability of his hands and feet." ”

Zhang Sanfeng sighed: "Your Yu Sanbo suffered a traumatic injury to his muscles and bones, and no matter how strong his internal strength is, he can't be cured." ”

I thought: "This child knows that his life is not guaranteed, but he is not afraid of death, but he wants to treat Dai Yan's disability. ”

Song Xing looked at Zhang Wuji and comforted him with a smile: "Little Wuji, don't be too pessimistic. Although the Xuanming Divine Palm is a martial arts master, you and I are not helpless, since the Shaolin Temple will not work, we can always find another way to cure you. You have no taboos, and you must act without taboos, how can you crush your mind with just cold poison. ”

When Zhang Wuji was on Ice and Fire Island, he had heard his father talk about what happened in Lin'an Mansion countless times, and he naturally had a sense of familiarity with Song Xing, so he nodded when he heard the words: "Well, Uncle Song, I listen to you." ”

Zhang Sanfeng smiled when he heard this: "That's right, Wuji, Uncle Song and I will definitely cure you, don't be discouraged." ”

The three of them continued to walk for a while, and suddenly Song Xing and Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly at the same time.

The stairs of Shaomu Mountain are not too long, and with the foot strength of Song Xing and Zhang Sanfeng, they should have reached the foot of the mountain a long time ago. But the three of them had walked for about a stick of incense, but there were still steps in front of them, as if there was no end in sight, which made the two feel a trace of abnormality.

"Ecstasy?"

Song Xing first thought, could it be that the Shaolin monks were not angry in their hearts, and they set up a maze on this downhill road?

Song Xing and Zhang Sanfeng glanced at each other, gathered their strength, and the internal force around their bodies surged, turning into protective body qi to resist the influence of the surrounding illusions.

Regardless of whether it was a formation or a trap set up by Shaolin, Song Xing and Zhang Sanfeng did not dare to take it lightly.

But the further down you go, the bumpy stone steps turn into a winding mountain road, overgrown with trees, flowers, and even a babbling stream.

Zhang Sanfeng and Song Xing glanced at each other, this was clearly the road they had just walked up the mountain.

The two turned around, but saw that the steps behind them were already covered with mist, shrouded in layers of mist, and even the Shaolin Temple at the end of the mountain road was shrouded in mist.

"Fog again?" Song Xing's heart moved, remembering the scene before Wang Panshan Island disappeared.

Could it be that this vision in front of you is not the ghost of the monks of Shaolin Temple?

Thinking of this, he used the Son of Heaven Hope Qi Technique and looked towards the top of the mountain.

A golden light flashed from the bottom of his eyes, and the top of the mountain as far as his eye could see was already shrouded in pitch black, and he couldn't penetrate this thick darkness at all, and could only hear the faint sound of wind and thunder in the darkness.

He shook his head, looked at the qi technique, and said, "Real person, I'm afraid that it's not the monks of Shaolin who are making trouble, but Shaolin itself is in trouble." ”

When Zhang Sanfeng heard this, his face showed surprise, and he asked, "Can you see what happened there?" ”

Song Xing shook his head, to be honest, seeing the strange black mist, he guessed that the reason for all this at this moment was nine times out of ten because of the trickery.

It's just that I don't know why when they get off the mountain, the trick appears, could it be that this trick was attracted by him again?

Seeing that Song Xing's expression was a little dignified, Zhang Sanfeng guessed a few points.

Although he had never seen Song Xing make a formal move, the intuition among the warriors told him that the young man in front of him, who looked excessively young, had terrifying strength that was difficult for the Wudang Seven Heroes to match.

Not to mention his divine Taoist technique.

And what can make Song Xing show a solemn expression, on this river and lake, there are only those unpredictable and mysterious things.

Zhang Sanfeng secretly hooked up with the True Martial Sword in his body, and the True Martial Sword flashed a black light, sending a trick into his eyes.

Zhang Sanfeng suddenly changed color, although he still couldn't clearly see the changes on the top of the mountain like Song Xing, but he also felt a huge and terrifying suffocating force, which was overwhelmingly suppressed.

"How can this be, could it be that this Shaomu Mountain happens to be a place where some strange thing is revived?"

In the decades since the birth of the monster, although each appearance of the monster has been accompanied by a large number of deaths, it is because the place where the monster appears happens to be in a crowded place.

Very few strange things will take the initiative to appear in a certain place to kill, so Zhang Sanfeng's first thought is that a new ghost thing was born in Shaomu Mountain.

And the Shaolin Temple happened to be within the range of the trickery and the power of the monster.

"Fellow Daoist, you take Wuji to leave first, I want to go to Shaolin to report the news."

Zhang Sanfeng only hesitated for a moment, and then said decisively to Song Xing.

Although the Shaolin monk had just rejected him before, with the cultivation of an old Taoist priest, he couldn't do anything to watch the monsters slaughter the Shaolin Temple.

"I'm afraid of that trick, we are not very welcome to go up the mountain."

Song Xing did not dissuade Zhang Sanfeng, but just stared at the increasingly dark mountain top and said in a deep voice.

"Without further ado, fellow Daoist, you can go down the mountain first."

Song Xing saw that Zhang Sanfeng was about to get up and walk through the gray fog after speaking, and directly reached out to carry Zhang Wuji, and caught up with Zhang Sanfeng in a few steps: "I don't know what scene is under the mountain, I can see the source of the strange thing clearly, the two of them went up the mountain together, and there are many helpers." ”

"Okay, in that case, let's go together." Zhang Sanfeng is not an indecisive person, and he nodded when he heard the words and didn't say more.

The two of them walked extremely fast, and the distance from the foot of Shaomuro Mountain to the top of the mountain was only a few breaths for them.

But the two of them ran wildly for dozens of breaths, and when they looked up again, they saw that the black fog on the top of the mountain was still crumbling, but it was not nearly half a minute.

"Is this a monster stopping us from going up the mountain?"

Zhang Sanfeng was furious, and with a single finger in the air, the void even vibrated visibly, wanting to break the illusion in front of him.

But it didn't work!

Although Zhang Sanfeng showed the strength to make most of the Jianghu people tremble, it did not help him in his current predicament, and the Shaolin Temple on the top of the mountain was still close in front of him, but he could not get close.

"Zhenwu, help me!" Zhang Sanfeng secretly shouted in his heart.

But the consciousness fed back by the True Martial Sword made his heart sink.

Even the true martial sword, which is also a treacherous thing, could not break through the 'enchantment' laid by the treacherous thing on the top of the mountain, and took Zhang Sanfeng to the Shaolin Temple on the top of the mountain.

This means that the steps of several hundred meters in front of him are the moats that Zhang Sanfeng cannot cross in a short time.

Without waiting for Zhang Sanfeng to come up with a way, a huge force came out from the top of the mountain, and the world was turned upside down in an instant, and when Zhang Sanfeng came back to his senses again, the three of them returned to the foot of Shaomu Mountain.

The steps that were clearly visible in front of him also disappeared into the fog again.

"Shaolin is in danger!" Zhang Sanfeng looked at the top of the mountain with gloomy eyes.

Because just now, Zhenwu Jian told him that the trick on the top of the mountain told Zhenwu that for the sake of the face of the same trick, let him go, and if he dares to trespass, there will be no mercy!

The strange thing in the Shaolin Temple is a strange thing with its own consciousness. (End of chapter)