Zhao Yu left the mountain col where the Wudang faction was located, and went straight to the Shaolin station.

He made a special trip to the Wudang faction, just to force the Wudang faction to face Zhang Wuji's appearance in the Western Regions, instead of continuing to maintain an ambiguous attitude of silence or denial. However, I unexpectedly found that outsiders praised the Wudang heroes who were like brothers, and it turned out that there was an undercurrent surging between each other, and they were not monolithic.

If you think about it, this phenomenon is also common. The deep friendship between the Wudang Seven Heroes should have been established at the beginning of the Wudang faction, especially the eldest Song Yu, who have been in the same boat for decades and have overcome obstacles and developed the Wudang faction into a gate faction comparable to Shaolin and well-known in martial arts. Among them, the friendship between birth and death can not be fully described by outsiders.

However, there are too many things in the world that can share hardships and not prosperity, and they are not the only accidental stories of one time and one place. The subtle changes in people's hearts cannot be covered and erased by the word "righteousness". When I was poor, I was alone, and I had the pride to give up my life, but if I had a successful career and had many shackles, the idea would follow. The so-called "Prime Minister Bai knows that he still presses the sword, and Zhu Men Xianda laughs and plays the crown", Wang Majie has cultivated Confucianism and Zen for half his life, and this emotion can be said to be as hot and cold as the world is.

While feeling emotional, Zhao Yu couldn't help but be secretly vigilant, just a Wudang faction is still like this, if it is pushed to the world, I don't know how shocking it will be. Internal affairs are not quiet, foreign affairs are not prosperous, and it is necessary to deal with the thoughts in the hearts of these people, and even to expel the Tartars.

He didn't know what kind of turmoil his words could cause to the Wudang faction, if he could bury these people outside the Yumen Pass in one fell swoop, if not, it could be regarded as planting a seed of internal trouble for the Wudang faction.

Skipping this matter, he turned his mind to Shaolin again.

There is never a reason for conspiracy in the world to be completely flawless, and every time it succeeds, it is because it is unprepared. Although he is a little anxious, but he is far from the point of exhausting the strategy, this bright top turmoil, all the way to deal with the passive, and even lost to the enemy, the reason is that the opponent has obtained a wonderful way to attack him.

Thinking of it, Zhao Yu was not without shame. If he was a group of native chickens and dogs of the Six Sects, he would not be so overstretched, but the opponent's tricks were endless, making Mingjiao tired of coping. This time, he volunteered to pretend to be Zhang Wuji, in addition to these reasons that can be explained, there is also a very important factor, that is, to capture Cheng Kun with his own hands and force him to find out his whereabouts.

He has never tried to hate someone to the bone, but this Cheng Kun has teased his bottom line again and again, and has angered him to the point that he wants to get rid of him quickly, and he refuses to fake his hands on others!

Gradually approaching the Shaolin station, Zhao Yu also restrained his emotions and swept straight over.

As the initiator of the siege of Guangming Dome by various factions, Shaolin dispatched the largest number of people, and the camp was also quite large, but there were not many rules, and the people walking in the camp were constantly coming and going, and it was very chaotic.

Zhao Yu looked at the approaching past and waited for a moment before the two warrior monks came out of the camp to fetch water. As soon as these two people walked out of the camp, he turned his head to meet them, arched his hand to these two people from a distance, and said: "Hello two masters, I don't know if Master Yuanzhen of your sect can be in the camp? ”

The two of them saw that Zhao Yu was a little dumbfounded, so they hesitated a little and said, "You are a Wudang faction **? Why haven't you seen it before?"

Zhao Yu said casually: "Because I am a little lightweight, I was ordered to investigate the actions of the Demon Sect, and I rarely followed the team. If you don't believe me, come and see my sword. As he spoke, he handed over a third-generation ** sword that he snatched when he left the Wudang faction.

Shaolin Wudang is not a stranger to each other, so he naturally recognized the saber of the Wudang faction, and after looking at it for a while, he handed it to Zhao Yu and said: "Coincidentally, Uncle Yuanzhen is also on the task of spying on the enemy, and he has just returned to the camp not long ago, if you come early, you may not be able to see him." However, if you Wudang Sect have any important matters, you should go to Uncle Kongzhi, and Uncle Yuanzhen can't be the master. ”

Zhao Yu secretly called luck, and said: "I also acted according to orders, I don't know why." I don't dare to bother the two masters to lead the way, and please point me out where Master Yuanzhen is camping?"

When Shaolin** faced Wudang**, there was instinctively a sense of arrogance in his heart, and he was not polite at the moment, just clicked a few times with his fingers, and continued to fetch water.

Zhao Yu heard where Yuanzhen was, so he walked into the Shaolin camp with a sword in his hand. Although the camp was scattered, the sudden appearance of an outsider with a weapon still attracted the attention of many people and asked, and Zhao Yu casually dealt with the past with those words. Among the Shaolin monks, although there were many people who searched for Zhang Wuji a few days ago and watched from afar, they couldn't see Zhang Wuji's true appearance, and secondly, they couldn't imagine that Zhang Wuji, who they couldn't look for, would throw himself into the net and enter his own tent in a grand manner. He just looked at it casually, and went about his business again.

Yuanzhen's lodging place is in the northwest corner of the camp, far away from the tents of several monks in the center, and not far behind is a steep wall that rises and smoothly reaches into the sky. Such a steep mountain, no matter how strong the light skill is, I am afraid that it will be like a moat, but Zhao Yu is proficient in the gecko swimming wall skill in the Jiuyang Sutra, even if the mountain is ten thousand feet high, he can walk on the ground.

Glimpsing the way out, Zhao Yu did not hesitate, immediately walked to the front of the tent, and said loudly: "Master Yuanzhen is here?"

After a while, an old voice sounded in the tent: "What's the matter?"

Zhao Yu didn't answer, the scabbard picked up the curtain, and stepped into it.

Cheng Kun was sitting cross-legged on the futon, and when he looked up and saw a strange young man walking into the tent, he immediately frowned and said, "Who are you? Go out!"

Zhao Yu looked at him with a sneer, and said in a deep voice: "You don't want to see me?" Cheng Kun. ”

Hearing this, Cheng Kun's face changed drastically, and he couldn't help but tremble: "Who are you? What inexplicable words are you talking about, the poor monk's name is Yuanzhen!"

As he spoke, he had suddenly jumped up, and his robes covered Zhao Yu, and at the same time, his halberd fingers poked at Zhao Yu's heart.

As soon as Zhao Yu's wrist turned, the monk's robe turned into pieces, and the other hand went straight to Cheng Kun's wrist, and a cold force surged up to his arm. He had already inquired clearly, this stunt of Cheng Kun's fame was the phantom yin finger, maybe he had learned other Shaolin stunts, but he still subconsciously used his best stunt in danger. Therefore, Zhao Yu used the Jiuyang Divine Skill that was the most restrained Yin and Cold True Qi to meet the enemy, and the surging strength slapped over like a tide, and defeated and disintegrated this Yin and Cold True Qi at the time.

Cheng Kun didn't expect this young man's internal strength to be so profound, and his face changed again, and he was about to withdraw and call for help, but Zhao Yu's sword edge followed, and the cold sword qi forced him to have no chance to speak, so he could only grit his teeth and work hard to support it.

Cheng Kun has been famous in the martial arts for decades, teaching apprentices like the golden lion king Xie Xun, martial arts are naturally not to be underestimated, plus he has lived in Shaolin for many years, and his martial arts attainments are so high that he is not much better than Yang Xiao, who can be called the first master under Zhao Yu of Mingjiao. Although Zhao Yu has three major divine skills, it is not a moment's work to take him down.

The two of them had already fought a few tricks between them, and the more Cheng Kun fought, the more frightened he became, and he was already very frightened when he was called out of his true identity, and after trying his best to slap a few palms to force the opponent back for a while, he jumped backwards and was about to break through the tent, when he suddenly heard the opponent roar: "I am Zhang Wuji, don't you want to know Xie Xun's whereabouts?"

When he heard this, his mind suddenly lost his hand, and he lost his mind for a moment.

Taking advantage of this gap, Zhao Yu drove straight into front of him, grabbed Cheng Kun's fingers and twisted them hard, only to hear a few soft clicks, and Cheng Kun's finger bones were broken a few times. Then, Zhao Yu threw away the long sword, clamped Cheng Kun's throat with his right hand, and strangled his screams in his throat.

The lightning and flint were caught, Cheng Kun was frightened to death, and he raised his internal strength and bent his knees to crash into Zhao Yu, but it seemed that an invisible big hand suddenly supported him on his leg, and this knee hit his lower abdomen, and his breath collapsed, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth and nose.

Zhao Yu has been taught the lesson of the purple-shirted dragon king, and knows that these scheming people have the most tricks, once they capture Cheng Kun, they will not spare their hands, and they will break the bones of his limbs with a wave of their palms, but they will vomit internal force to protect Cheng Kun's heart. At this time, Cheng Kun, who had suffered heavy blows one after another but couldn't scream, had already been in pain, rolled his eyes and fainted.

Zhao Yu from the entry of the account to the capture of Cheng Kun, a total of less than half an hour. After capturing Cheng Kun, he was in a state of mind. This move was unexpected, and the most important goal was finally accomplished, and then it was time to make a big fuss. Although there are many Shaolin monks, those who can pose a threat to him are not to worry about except for the old monk and the empty wisdom and empty surname monks.

After a little breathing, Zhao Yu heard the sound of steady footsteps coming here, and immediately jumped up, rolled up the fainting Cheng Kun with a sheet and tied it to his back, and rushed out with a sword. (To be continued.) )

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