The banquet was held in a "lively" atmosphere.

Zhang Sanfeng accompanied Ye Ling'er and gave the little girl vegetables to eat.

Song Yuanqiao and the others were eating their meals while vigilantly looking around at these people in the rivers and lakes.

Then.

At the entrance of the main hall, the two Wudang disciples suddenly flew in upside down.

"Bang!"

The two smashed on a nearby table and chair.

frightened the Jianghu people who were eating, and hurriedly avoided it.

"Hahaha!"

A loud laugh came from outside.

Everyone looked at the entrance of the main hall suspiciously.

Ye Linger angrily put the chopsticks on the table, pouted, and said unhappily:

"Who! I don't know if it's wrong to disturb someone else eating! ”

Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help frowning, and whispered to the little guy:

"Good granddaughter, let's keep eating, leave them alone!"

"With your Uncle Song here, no one dares to make trouble."

Ye Ling'er nodded sensibly.

picked up the chopsticks and ate the meat that Zhang Sanfeng had just sandwiched for her in the bowl.

The entrance to the main hall.

A strong man entered.

The strong man is barely handsome, strong and strong, and at first glance he is a person who practices martial arts.

As soon as the strong man came in, he looked at Zhang Sanfeng above.

"Zhang Zhenren!"

"Today is your 100th birthday!"

"Please accept Mrs. Ho's bow!"

After He Taichong finished speaking, he bent down and saluted Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Sanfeng ignored him and continued to pick up vegetables with the little guy.

Song Yuanqiao stepped forward and said:

"He Taichong, since you are here to pay homage to your birthday, you injured my Wudang sect disciple, why are you!"

He Taichong said coldly:

"Why? Is it difficult for Song Yuanqiao to know? ”

As he spoke, He Taichong looked around at the people in the rivers and lakes present, and then shouted loudly:

"Everyone!"

"Everyone is from the rivers and lakes, I don't dare to say everything, but I dare to say that there are so many people from the rivers and lakes present, the purpose of coming here must not be simply to celebrate Zhang Zhenren's birthday, right?"

"Martial arts supreme, sword slaying dragon, command the world, don't dare to disobey, leaning on the sky, who will compete!"

"This Heavenly Sword is now at the Extermination Master's ......"

He Taichong's gaze fell on the exterminator Tai who was holding the Yitian Sword in his hand and sitting in place without speaking.

The exterminator pretended not to see He Taichong, silently picked up the wine glass, and took a sip of wine.

Ho Tai Chong continued:

"The dragon slayer knife is at the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun!"

"That Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun is the sworn brother of Zhang Cuishan, the junior brother of the Song Sect!"

"So, I want Master Song to invite your junior brother Zhang Cuishan out and tell the whereabouts of the thief of the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun!"

"Everyone, I'm right!"

He Taichong's last sentence was said to the Jianghu people present.

The Jianghu people present were stunned for a moment.

Immediately, a number of people suddenly responded loudly.

"That's right! That's right! ”

"Please hand over Zhang Cuishan!"

"Let Zhang Cuishan get out!"

"Get out!"

Lu Xiaofeng and the others looked like they had nothing to do with themselves.

Continue to eat and drink as if nothing had happened.

"Humph!"

"It seems that you don't have the heart to celebrate your birthday!"

Mo Shenggu snorted coldly.

Mrs. Ho said:

"We have a heart to celebrate our birthday! However, we want your Wudang faction to hand over Zhang Cuishan, and it's true! ”

He Taichong is very confident now.

The purpose of the Jianghu people present here is well known to each other.

It's all for Zhang Cuishan, for the golden lion king Xie Xun, and for the dragon slaying knife.

What He Taichong said just now is what everyone thinks in their hearts.

It's just that no one has spoken first.

Everyone is waiting for someone more qualified to speak first.

And those who are more qualified, but they are waiting for those who don't have long brains to speak first.

As a result, a stalemate ensued.

He Taichong stood up and said everyone's thoughts, but he resolved such a stalemate.

He is the head of the Kunlun faction, and among the crowd, he happens to be in the kind of status that is not up or down.

It is only fitting that such a person stands up and picks out everyone's thoughts.

Just as Mo Shenggu was about to continue speaking, another voice came from outside.

"Amitabha!"

Zhang Sanfeng heard the sound, glanced at it, and quickly withdrew his eyes.

"The Abbot?"

Xuzhu hurriedly got up and greeted him.

"The abbot of Shaolin in the Northern Song Dynasty is Xuzhu, meet the abbot of Kongwen!"

Although both of them are both abbots, in Xuzhu's heart, Kongwen is always a generation higher than him.

Kong Wen looked at Xuzhu and asked:

"You are the new abbot of Shaolin in the Northern Song Dynasty?"

Xuzhu Road:

"The poor monk is exactly."

Kong Wen nodded slightly and said:

"The abbot of Wangxuzhu, Haosheng led the Northern Song Dynasty Shaolin and strengthened my Shaolin Temple."

"Yes!"

After Xuzhu answered, he stepped aside.

Kong Wen looked at Zhang Sanfeng and said:

"The poor monk Daming Shaolin Temple abbot Kongwen rate with his junior brother Kongzhi emptiness and his disciples, congratulations to Zhang Zhenren on his longevity!"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded slightly at Kongwen, then put down the chopsticks in his hand and said with a smile:

"Today, there are many guests on Wudang Mountain, and the old Taoist has only lived a hundred years old, how dare he alarm the three monks."

Kongwen said:

"Zhang Zhenren, in terms of age and seniority, the poor monk should be your junior."

"I shouldn't have mentioned anything else today except for my birthday."

"But ......"

Halfway through the words, Ye Ling'er suddenly spoke:

"Stop!"

Kongwen looked at Ye Ling'er who was sitting next to Zhang Sanfeng suspiciously.

When he came in, he saw Ye Ling'er at a glance.

I was still curious about who Ye Linger was and why she could sit next to Zhang Sanfeng.

However, because of the interruption of the void bamboo, he threw his doubts aside.

"Since you know you shouldn't mention it, then don't mention it!"

"Really! It's not quiet to eat! ”

The little guy said unhappily.

Kongwen looked at Ye Ling'er and said:

"This girl, the poor monk doesn't want to mention it."

"But the poor monk, as the head of Shaolin in the Ming Dynasty, has a few words to be frank and honest with Zhang Zhenren."

After speaking, Kong Wen looked at Zhang Sanfeng again.

"Please don't be surprised!"

Zhang Sanfeng Road:

"If you hear what the abbot has to say, just say it."

Kong Wen was the abbot of Shaolin in the Ming Dynasty.

In the rivers and lakes, the status is not low.

Zhang Sanfeng said a few more words to Kongwen.

If it were He Taichong, Zhang Sanfeng would ignore it.

Just let your eldest apprentice Song Yuanqiao talk about it.

"Okay, then I'll get straight to the point!"

"Zhang Zhenren, I want to ask, where is your apprentice Zhang Cuishan now?"

"Your apprentice Zhang Cuishan's sworn brother, the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun, killed my senior brother Master Kongjian, how should I end it?"

"If Zhang Zhenren knows the whereabouts of your apprentice Zhang Cuishan, please hand over your apprentice Zhang Cuishan!"

"Give me justice in Shaolin!"

Kongwen said.

Shangguan Haitang, who was sitting on one side, heard the words and said with a smile:

"Speaking of which, I actually want Zhang Zhenren to hand over Zhang Cuishan, so as to find Xie Xun so that he can get the Dragon Slaying Knife!"

Liu Ruoxin, Nie Ziyi and the others nodded in agreement.

In addition to them, there are also Huang Yaoshi, and there are few people who really come to celebrate their birthdays.

Now that the abbot of Shaolin has come out to force the palace, Zhang Sanfeng will definitely not continue to pretend that nothing has happened.

Zhang Sanfeng said lightly:

"My fifth disciple, Zhang Cuishan, has been missing for ten years."

"In the past ten years, I have also sent my Wudang disciples to look for it."

"But there was no sound."

"So, everyone came to my Wudang to find Lao Dao, and asked for the whereabouts of my apprentice Zhang Cuishan, and Lao Dao didn't know!"

He Taichong sneered and said:

"Zhang Zhenren, you shouldn't be shielding Zhang Cuishan, so you don't want to tell us, right?"

Without waiting for Zhang Sanfeng to speak, Song Yuanqiao shouted first:

"He Taichong!"

"My master is highly respected, how can he lie?"

"Besides, even if my fifth brother Zhang Cuishan is in Wudang, why should we Wudang hand over people to the second class!"

"If you want a dragon slaying knife, go directly to the golden retriever Xie Xun is, what are you looking for my fifth brother to do!"

When He Taichong heard this, he muttered in a low voice and retreated.

Looking for the golden lion king Xie Xun?

How to find it?

If you can know the whereabouts of the golden lion king Xie Xun, how could he come to Wudang to find Zhang Cuishan?

"Do you Wudang really want to protect Zhang Cuishan?"

The audience shouted.

"Hand over Zhang Cuishan!"

"Hand over Zhang Cuishan!"

"Hand over Zhang Cuishan!"

Gradually, more and more people shouted.

The exterminator got up too slowly, and after bowing slightly to Zhang Sanfeng, he said:

"Zhang Zhenren, that thief Xie Xun endangered the martial arts, and only your apprentice Zhang Cuishan knew his whereabouts."

"Please also ask Zhang Zhenren not to shield Zhang Cuishan, and don't be enemies with the major factions in the rivers and lakes and the heroes!"

Zhang Sanfeng raised his eyes and glanced at the extermination master, and said:

"Enemies of the major factions in the rivers and lakes?"

"So what?"

Hearing this, the exterminator's brows furrowed.

She didn't expect Zhang Sanfeng to say that.

"My apprentice Zhang Cuishan didn't make a mistake, why should I hand him over to you?"

"Even if my apprentice Zhang Cuishan is here, with my apprentice's character, he won't say anything about Xie Xun's whereabouts."

"So, don't waste your tongue in my Wudang."

Zhang Sanfeng said.

Kong Zhi behind Kong Wen stepped forward and muttered:

"Good...... Good ......"

Although Kongzhi's body was thin and small, this murmur was like a bell, and everyone present could hear it very clearly.

"Since Zhang Zhenren is unwilling to hand over Zhang Cuishan, then I'm not welcome."

Empty Wisdom whispered.

Zhang Songxi stepped forward and shouted:

"You're welcome? You're welcome Shaolin, and I, Wudang, don't want to be polite! ”

"My third brother, Yu Daiyan, was injured by the Mighty King Kong Finger before, resulting in crippled legs!"

"Who is the person who hurt my third brother?"

"My third brother usually acts chivalrous and does a lot of good things for Wulin!"

"But he was pointed at by Shaolin's powerful King Kong, and he was physically disabled and bedridden!"

"That trouble is the abbot of Kongwen, Master Kongzhi, Master Kongjian, Master of Emptiness, give me an explanation for Wudang!"

Sora retorted:

"I've heard of Senior Brother, I've already said it before."

"The only one who has cultivated the Mighty Vajra is me, my senior brother Kongjian, my junior brother's emptiness, and the three sect elders."

"Those three sect elders have not left the temple gate of their own sect, and they have all been for thirty or forty years!"

"How could you hurt Yu Sanxia?"

Zhang Songxi was about to speak, but Ye Ling'er, who was next to Zhang Sanfeng, said first:

"The bald monk, you mean, the three of you hurt someone?"

(End of chapter)