Nangong Tianhou frowned, and suddenly said: "There is Bailupo, Vulture Peak, when will there be such a tunnel at Vulture Peak?"

"Is it far from here?" asked Zhang Wuji. Ｘ

"It's not far, about three miles away. Nangong Tianhou said.

"Then we will divide our troops into four routes now, and I will go south of the Yangtze River with the people of Wudang. The Nangong family pursued in the north of the Yangtze River, the Heavenly Eagle Sect pursued in the west of the Yangtze River, and the Iron Sword Gate and the Great Sword were sent to the east of the Yangtze River to track. ”

After Zhang Wuji finished speaking, he continued: "Of course, you don't have to go head-to-head with them when you track the past, the strength of the Oriental thieves is not trivial, and the slightest mistake is likely to cost your own life, everyone just needs to chase them over and see the direction they roughly left." ”

"Or chase after them, so that they know that the Central Plains Martial Arts Sect is not easy to bully. ”

"As for the future, no one can say now, I hope that after I go back, the Nangong family can send a message to Wulin, telling the heroes of the world that once they encounter Oriental thieves, they will find someone if they can't beat them. ”

"I hope that the masters of the entire Central Plains martial arts can unite to resist the enemy together, and there will be no more tragedy of the Iron Sword Gate. ”

"In addition, the reconstruction of the Iron Sword Gate must have a lot of expenses, which is 200,000 yuan, which is considered a part of my Wudang's intention for the reconstruction of the Iron Sword Gate...... Holding the Iron Gate Master. ”

After Zhang Wuji finished speaking, he stuffed the 200,000 taels of silver tickets into the hands of Tie Zhongtian of the Iron Sword Gate.

His original idea was to recruit Tie Zhongtian and others to join Wudang, but later he thought about it, in fact, recruiting them into Wudang at this juncture would definitely be said that they Wudang fell into the ground, and when he saw the Iron Sword Gate going downhill, he wanted to control the Iron Sword Gate or something.

Instead of this, it is better to buy their hearts with money first, and then invite them to join the Wudang faction when the time is right.

Later, Li Jianfeng and others successively gave some help to Tie Jianmen, Tie Zhongtian was grateful in his heart, and secretly scolded himself for wrongly blaming Zhang Wuji before, and now he can only wait for the opportunity to make up for the misunderstanding of Zhang Wuji.

The four groups of people scattered, but these Oriental ronins were like gophers, they searched all night, and they didn't see anyone.

Zhang Wuji took Hei Kui back to Wudang Mountain, and the next morning, Hei Kui began to do the affairs of the village.

Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and the entire Central Plains martial arts are in a festive atmosphere.

But at this juncture, several people came to Wudang Mountain Gate to seek medical treatment.

The leader came to a middle-aged man who was more than eight feet tall and held a golden knife, he came to the gate of Wudang Mountain, and shouted loudly: "In the northwest region, the Ximen fanatics of the Ximen family came to visit Zhang, the father was seriously injured and was in critical condition, I hope Zhangzhangmen can lend a helping hand and help the father of the madman, Ximen Xueshan, to stand up again." ”

The appearance and roar of the Ximen maniac have attracted the attention of passers-by on both sides, and some people kindly reminded them that if they want to go to Wudang Mountain, they must be in awe of Wudang Mountain, and Zhang Zhang, who is on Wudang Mountain, will definitely help.

After someone proposed this, the eight-foot-tall Simon maniac, carrying a golden big knife on his shoulder, looked at several guards of the Simon family behind him, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone should be in awe of Wudang Mountain, and we will now go up the mountain to seek medical treatment." ”

"Yes, young master. "The four guards carrying the wooden sedan chair all have the strength of the innate realm, but at this time, in front of this Simon maniac, they are respectful.

Ximen, one of the top ten martial arts families in the Central Plains.

Located on the top of the snow-capped mountains in the northwest, the ancestor Ximen blows snow, and the sword is omnipotent in one hand and blows hair and hair, and the sword comes from the west, and the person is no longer there.

Among the top ten martial arts families, the Ximen family has gradually declined in recent years, compared to the Beinan Palace, Nan Murong and the Ouyang family, the Ximen family is really not as good as the generation.

Of course, this is not to say that the current generation is not powerful, but with the absence of Ximen Fuxue in the Simon family, fewer and fewer geniuses were born, which also led to the gradual decline of the Simon family.

However, the Ximen Snow Mountain, who is now rushing to ask for help, is the contemporary head of the Ximen family, and the Ximen Maniac is the biological son of Ximen Snow Mountain.

Because of the fight with the poisonous dragon of the Five Poison Sect of the Western Regions, Ximen Snow Mountain was accidentally poisoned, and the poisonous blood attacked the heart, and under the inspection of many divine doctors, they all shook their heads and said that Ximen Snow Mountain would definitely die.

In desperation, I later heard that there was once a person named Yao Wuji in Dafeng City, Jiangnan, who was outstanding in pharmacology, much more superb than the traditional life-saving and healing methods.

Moreover, anyone who is sick and in pain, under the pharmacology of Yao Wuji, whether it is a dark disease for many years or a deep poisoning, can be treated.

Later, after some inquiry, he learned that this medicine Wuji was Zhang Wuji, the head of the Wudang faction, so he took his father to seek medical treatment without saying a word.

Along the way, the elixirs that the family ancestors left to suppress the poison had been almost eaten, and if Zhang Wuji was not found for treatment, his father would really have to die.

His father is not very old, he is only eighty years old, and for those who practice martial arts, it is not a big deal to live for one hundred and eight or two hundred years.

His mother died in childbirth when she gave birth to him, and the rest was for him to live with his father.

When he was young, his father gave him the warmth of a safe haven, and when his father was old, he gave his father a peaceful old age, which is what children should do.

Therefore, even if he exhausted all the strength of the Simon family, he had to save his father.

Many cousins in the family advised him to stop struggling, but he insisted on saving his father.

Later, the family unanimously decided to kick them out of the Simon family, and now there are only a few diehards of their father who follow Simon Maniacs.

They spent all their savings along the way, and now they can only hope that Zhang Wuji is not the kind of pedantic old Chinese medicine doctor who will not treat his illness if he doesn't give money.

At this time, Zhang Wuji was in Xiangyang Mansion, not in Wudang Mountain.

After the Ximen fanatics and everyone went up to the top of the mountain, Lao Si Lin learned that it was the Ximen family of the martial arts family, and he also came out to meet the Ximen fanatics in person.

"This Daoist, I am here to ask Zhang Wuji, the head of Wudang, for medicine, this Daoist is ......" The Ximen maniac looked at Lao Si's young appearance, thinking that it should be the little brother who swept the floor in the Wudang Mountains.

Lao Si Lin tried his best to put on the appearance that I was the head, but he didn't have Zhang Wuji's pretending to be bigger, so he looked a little nondescript, and even a little bit of a dog's power.

Simon frowned, and asked in a deep voice, "This ......"

"I, Lao Si Lone, is the deputy head of the Wudang faction, this Brother Ximen, but what's the matter?"

When the Ximen fanatic heard this, his eyes were cloudy, and when he heard Lao Si's words, it seemed that he was reluctant to administer medicine! After all, he said at the beginning that he had come to ask Wuji, the head of Wudang, to give him medicine.

Simon Maniac looked at Lao Si Lin with a calm face, and only then did he say: R