Chapter 16 Return to the Mountain

The two elders of Xuanming left.

Song Ming sat cross-legged, feeling cold all over, and secretly sighed at the power of the "Xuanming Divine Palm". He even got hit after practicing "Pure Yang Wuji Gong". Based on the current situation, Song Ming estimated that it would take several days to drive away the cold power of the Xuanming Divine Palm.

After personally experiencing the power of the "Xuanming Divine Palm", Song Ming understood why Zhang Wuji was under the "Xuanming Divine Palm" of the two elders of Xuanming in the original trajectory, and almost killed him. Even Zhang Sanfeng's extremely deep internal force could not force out the Yin and cold power of the "Xuanming Divine Palm". It was really the cold air of the "Xuanming Divine Palm" and it was very strange. If Song Ming did not have deep internal force, this extremely cold air would have taken his life.

Zhang Songxi carried Yu Lianzhou on his horse's back, Mo Shenggu carried Song Ming on his horse's back, and everyone rode slowly. When they arrived in Anlu, they found a small inn to rest. After Zhang Cuishan ordered the waiter to deliver food, he stayed in the door, for fear of attacking the Yuan soldiers again.

Zhang Cuishan is also a smart man. The group of Yuan soldiers had two masters. They fought against Song Ming and Yu Lianzhou. They were obviously first-class masters in the world. They were obviously preparing to attack them.

Song Ming and Yu Lianzhou each lived in a room, Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu each protected their own laws, and chose Yu Lianzhou to use internal energy to flow through the six paths of his body to heal his wounds.

Until late at night, the two of them didn't feel cold. They stood up and walked slowly in the room for three turns, stretching their muscles and bones. When Yin Liting heard the sound, they quickly opened their eyes. The two brothers and brothers worked together in one room. Yu Lianzhou said: "In my life, except for my mentor, I have never met such a master."

"Several senior brothers, the palm techniques used by these two people are not simple. It is probably the 'Xuanming Divine Palm' that Master once mentioned." Song Ming said in a deep voice.

"Xuanming Divine Palm!"

Yu Lianzhou and others were shocked when they heard this.

As Zhang Sanfeng's disciples, they have all heard Zhang Sanfeng talk about the duel between Zhang Sanfeng and Baishun Taoist. They even witnessed that battle with their own eyes and knew the terribleness of Baishun Taoist. Baishun Taoist's unique skill is the "Xuanming Divine Palm", which can turn a first-class master in the world into an ice sculpture.

"The Taoist Baishun was not beaten to death by his master thirty years ago. This extremely vicious Xuanming Divine Palm has been lost. Could it be that the two people who pretended to be Yuan soldiers were disciples of Taoist Baishun?" Yu Lianzhou was shocked. He was older. When Zhang Sanfeng fought with Taoist Baishun, Yu Lianzhou was over ten years old and had already become sensible. As for Zhang Songxi, Yin Liting and others, they were young at that time, and probably had no memory.

"Yes, that human palm is strong and extremely vicious. Apart from this 'Xuanming Divine Palm', I really can't think of any palm technique in the world." Song Ming said.

Early the next morning, Zhang Cuishan asked the waiter to bring breakfast. Zhang Songxi took out a silver needle and tried it one by one. He only had to eat after confirming that it was not poisonous.

The group of people rode on horseback and didn't dare to stop for too long.

At this time, they realized that the idea of ​​fighting Zhang Cuishan was not only the sects of the martial arts world, but also the Yuan court. Compared with the sects of the martial arts world, the Yuan court was even more threatening.

At this time, Zhang Songxi couldn't help but secretly be glad that it was fortunate that Song Yuanqiao sent them down the mountain to pick up Zhang Cuishan and the others before, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

The group of people worked non-stop. After passing Xiangyang this day, it was only two days away from Wudang Mountain.

In the evening, two horses rode down. The first one was an old man with long beards, with empty hands. The second rider was a young woman in a gorgeous costume, carrying a pair of double swords in her left hand. The two horses stopped in the middle of the road, blocking the way.

Zhang Cuishan knew that this was coming to cause trouble, so he clasped his fists on the horse's back and said, "There is a polite person in Wudang Mountain. May I ask the old man's name."

The old man said with a slight smile: "Where is the Golden Lion King Xie Xun? You just need to say it out, we will never make things difficult for the disciples of Wudang."

As he spoke, the old man let out a long whistle, and saw the people rushing out from the woods on both sides of the roadside. These people were dressed differently. Some were dressed in a rich manner, while others looked like peddlers and pawns, but everyone was wearing weapons. A group of people could not speak, and could not hear the sound, but most of them were thin and dark in their skin, and seemed to come from the south.

After a little glance at Song Ming, there were about two hundred people.

"Hmph, you have few people waiting for you, and I have more people waiting for you. You are no match for many of us!" The old man said as he reached out to his waist and took out a pair of judge's pens. The tip of the judge's pen was cast into the shape of a snake's head.

Zhang Cuishan was nicknamed "Silver Hook and Iron Stroke". He used the judge's pen with his right hand. He knew all the famous masters who used the judge's pen to write in the martial arts world. When he saw this pair of snake-headed double pens, he felt a little frightened. He had heard from his master that there was a sect in Goryeo who had a serpentine pen with the pen head. The tips were very different from those of Middle Earth. It was probably the feminine and vicious nature of snake venom, and the tricks were slippery and cruel. This sect is called the "Qinglong School". The famous masters in the sect only remember the surname Quan, but even the master didn't know what his name was. So he clasped his fists and said, "Are the senior from the Goryeo Qinglong School? I wonder what they call Mr. Quan?"

"Fifth Senior Brother, I'm talking nonsense to them. There are so many of them, and I have decided to get Xie Xun's whereabouts from you. Unless you tell me whereabouts of Xie Xun, the two sides will be in a life and death situation today!" Song Ming couldn't help but say.

Zhang Cuishan is really too pedantic. Others have already set their own responsibilities, so they are very clear about the purpose of their visit, but Zhang Cuishan still maintains some etiquette.

In this case, if you kill a big shot, it will make the opponent frightened.

"Hmph, Quan Jiannan, I didn't expect you to become the thug of the Sanjiang Gang!" Zhang Songxi said at this time: "Dare you dare to ambush and intercept me Wudang, are you impatient to live, or are you self-held the Qinglong Sect located in Goryeo, with the mountains high and the emperor far away, and I Wudang can't do anything to you?"

Quan Jiannan's face looked very ugly and his face was gloomy. He was the head of the Qinglong Sect of Goryeo. He was hired from Goryeo with a humble and generous gift from the leader of the "Sanjiang Gang" in Lingnan. He never expected that he would be recognized by Zhang Songxi all at once.

"You have recognized the wrong person. You are not Quan Jiannan!" How dare Quan Jiannan admit that the Goryeo Qinglong Sect is just a second-rate sect, and it is not as good as Wudang. If Wudang is targeted, then the Qinglong Sect will be in trouble.

"Hmph, rat! I was invited to Shandong a few months ago. I happened to hear my friend's introduction! You dare to do it but you dare not admit it!" Zhang Songxi sneered: "Rat, why don't you retreat quickly, otherwise I will destroy your entire family of the Goryeo Qinglong Sect in Wudang in the future!"

Quan Jiannan's face looked very ugly, "You..." he wanted to scold him, but when he saw Zhang Songxi's tiger eyes, he felt a trembling heart, and he didn't dare to speak anymore. He slapped his hand and turned around and left, cursing in his heart, "Damn bastard, who is the one who says Wudang disciples are doing the rules and saying the word "ritual" in everything, but now he always wants to destroy the whole family. How domineering it?"

But Quan Jiannan dared not gamble, and he couldn't afford to gamble! The leader of the Sanjiang Gang just paid some money to him, but that little money was not enough for him to work hard for the Sanjiang Gang.

"You are such a brave guy. You dare to ambush and intercept me Wudang. Is it because you are impatient!" Zhang Songxi glanced at the gang members of the gang. He recognized several of them as the lords of the gangs of the gangs of the gangs of the gangs of the gangs of the gangs of the gangs of the gangs of the gangs of the gangs of the gangs. The fragrant master said: "Go back and tell your gang leaders that I, Zhang Songxi, will come to my door in person one day, and ask him if he thinks the sword in my hand is not good?"

The Sanjiang Gang is a major Lingnan Gang, with four or five hundred people. Although there are many people, not many of them are superb martial arts. They are just second-rate sects in the martial arts world, and there are many differences between Wudang.

The Sanjiang Gang members were shocked and a riot suddenly broke out. So many of them intercepted them here, but because Wudang is a well-known sect and talks about "reason" in everything. Now that Wudang is unreasonable, they are naturally afraid.

When the Sanjiang Gangs dispersed, Zhang Cuishan, Yin Liting, Mo Shenggu and others looked at Zhang Songxi in surprise, feeling that Zhang Songxi's personality changed drastically. In the past, Zhang Songxi would not be domineering and threatened to destroy people.

"Second brother, fifth brother, sixth brother, seventh brother." Zhang Songxi looked at the others: "I think the junior brother is right about what happened these days. Now all forces in the world are concentrated on the fifth brother. If you don't apply a strong medicine, you will be in trouble."

"Master, he often teaches us that brothers are united, how can I see my fifth brother being indifferent when he is troubled?" Zhang Songxi said: "The Supreme Martial Arts World, the sword slays the dragon, and the commands of the world, no one dares to refuse! If the Yitian does not come out, who will compete with us? The Yitian Sword is as famous as the Dragon Slaying Sword, why no one rushed to Mount Emei to find Master Miejue to ask for the Yitian Sword?"

Zhang Songxi already understood that after all, the Wudang Sect is so good and easy to talk to. The Emei Sect is far inferior to Wudang, and there is only a world-class master like Master Miejue. Why is no one interested in fighting the Yitian Sword? Because anyone who pays attention to fighting the Yitian Sword will be split in half by Master Miejue using the Yitian Sword.

Zhang Cuishan and others were shocked and felt quite complicated.

When we arrived at Danjiangkou, a team of Wudang troops came to greet us. At this time, everyone felt relieved. The group did not stop at the foot of the mountain for much and went to Wudang directly.

Zhang Cuishan has been back for more than ten years and returned to the place where he grew up. When he remembers that he can immediately pay homage to his master, elder brother, and third brother, he is extremely happy.

When he arrived on the mountain, he saw Song Yuanqiao leading Wudang disciples to greet him in person in front of the Taoist temple, "Fifth brother!"

"Brother!" Zhang Cuishan was extremely excited. The brothers and brothers held each other with each other. Zhang Cuishan introduced his wife and son to Song Yuanqiao. Song Yuanqiao also called his son Song Qingshu to introduce him to Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu.

"Fifth Uncle!" Song Qingshu's "Fifth Uncle" and "Fifth Uncle" shouted sweetly.

"By the way, what about third brother, have you not returned to the mountain yet?" Zhang Cuishan couldn't help asking when he saw that there was no Yu Daiyan.

Song Yuanqiao sighed and said, "My third brother has broken his muscles and bones. He has been paralyzed in bed for more than ten years. Don't say much when you see him later."

"What!" Zhang Cuishan was shocked. He could not have imagined that Yu Daiyan would be disabled: "Who harmed the third brother!"

"Oh, my third brother was injured by Shaolin's Great Powerful Vajra Finger!" Song Yuanqiao sighed.
Chapter completed!