Saying goodbye to the Gesang family, Meng Xiuyuan resumed his journey alone again.
A little lonely, but also relaxed and comfortable.
He set off westward again, but this time he didn't want to practice martial arts on the road again.
After all, something suddenly went wrong in the middle, and it was delayed a little longer than expected. Meng Xiuyuan decided to get the "Nine Yang Divine Art" first.
But despite saying this, Meng Xiuyuan didn't say he was too anxious. After all, he still had plenty of time.
According to the original work, after Zhang Wuji was struck by the Xuan Ming Divine Palm, he went through a full five years of wandering and almost dying before finally finding the "Nine Yang Divine Art" in the Kunlun Valley.
Now Zhang Wuji's injuries are lighter than in the original work, and he was treated in a more timely manner than in the original work. He was also sent to Hu Qingniu for treatment from the beginning. He did not make any detours, and the situation is naturally much better than in the original work.
Even according to Meng Xiuyuan's very conservative estimate, Xiao Wuji will be fine within seven or eight years.
And it has only been two years since Master's 100th birthday party and Meng Xiuyuan came down the mountain.
Therefore, it can be said that Meng Xiuyuan knew what was going on and was not too anxious about this matter.
If he had to say that in the remaining five or six years, he still could not find the "Nine Yang Magic" near Zhuwu Lianzhuang, Meng Xiuyuan could simply go back and use the "Physical Strength Technique" he created to save Zhang Wuji's life.
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During this second trip to the west, Meng Xiuyuan had a clear goal and did not want to see the beautiful scenery or appreciate nature, so the planned route was somewhat different from the first time.
His target this time was the one sent by Kunlun. He went straight along the way and never changed the route casually.
Of course, Meng Xiuyuan definitely did not go to the Kunlun Sect to meet He Taichong, his "old friend". He was just along the way.
In the original work, Zhang Wuji was retaliated against by He Taichong and even though he was seriously injured, it only took him more than ten days to walk from the Kunlun Sect to the Zhuwu Lianzhuang Village. It turns out that the two places are not far apart.
The Kunlun Sect, as one of the six major sects in Jianghu, is famous in the Western Regions, and its goal is much greater than that of Zhuwu Lianzhuang.
Meng Xiuyuan thought that he would find the Kunlun sect first and then inquire with them about the location of Zhuwu Lianzhuang. This would be much more convenient and safer than randomly asking passers-by on the road.
With such a plan in mind, Meng Xiuyuan naturally traveled very quickly every day.
He doesn't even ride a horse. He just relies on his profound internal skills and the "Ladder to the Clouds" he has learned. He runs wildly on the road every day during the day. When he gets tired in the evening, he stops to meditate and rest his body.
Along the way, Meng Xiuyuan's Qing Gong became more proficient and refined, and his speed became faster and faster.
Come to think of it, practice makes perfect, which is indeed the simplest and most practical principle in the world.
It wasn't until almost half a month later that Meng Xiuyuan arrived at Sansheng'ao where the Kunlun Sect was located.
The reason for the name "Sansheng'ao" is not only to commemorate the Three Saints of Kunlun, He Zudao, but also to express literally that the Kunlun Sect is located in a mountain depression.
Surrounded by high mountains, it blocks the cold air. In this mountain valley, you can actually see green grass everywhere, fruit trees and fragrant flowers everywhere, which is a rare sight on the bitter cold plateau.
There are wooden plaques placed next to the exotic flowers and plants everywhere, marking the type, place of origin and source of the flowers and plants.
Meng Xiuyuan took a rough look and realized that since the "Three Saints of Kunlun" Hezu Road, successive leaders of the Kunlun Sect have spent great efforts to rectify this mountain col in the seventy or eighty years, and specially sent disciples to the east of the Yangtze River and the west to the south of the Yangtze River.
To India, many exotic flowers and trees were moved and planted.
Seeing this, Meng Xiuyuan couldn't help but be surprised at the financial power of the Kunlun Sect.
I thought to myself that it was no wonder that He Taichong dared to confront his master at the 100th birthday banquet and asked Wudang to hand over the dragon-slaying knife and the whereabouts of Xie Xun. It turned out that he really had some strength. He must have been very confident in his own sect.
However, Meng Xiuyuan did not stay in front of this grand scene for long. After all, he just stopped by to ask for directions and did not intend to come to Kunlun as a guest.
He deliberately put away the Zhenwu Sword, not wanting to expose his identity and cause unnecessary politeness and trouble. He continued to walk deeper into the Sansheng Col, just thinking of finding a Kunlun disciple to ask about the route to Zhuwu Lianzhuang.
road.
But to his surprise, after walking all the way to the mountain col for a long time, he didn't even see a single patrolling Kunlun disciple coming and going. There was no one everywhere, and it was so quiet that it was eerie.
Meng Xiuyuan felt something was wrong, so he ran straight to the Kunlun Mountain Gate. Until the gate, there were still no guards or anyone to pick up the guests.
What is strange is that there are many carriages and horses parked outside the Kunlun Sect's gate, and they are connected together, almost filling the open space in front of the door. It is obviously not owned by the Kunlun Sect alone.
Sure enough, Meng Xiuyuan stepped forward to investigate carefully and saw that the traces of various major sects in the Central Plains could be seen in the very obvious places on these carriages and horses.
In Huashan, Shaolin, Kongtong, and Emei, some have their own sect's flags hung high on their chariots and horses, while others have their sect's logo engraved on the accessories of their chariots and horses.
In short, anyone with a little knowledge in the martial arts world will know that all major martial arts sects in the Central Plains have gathered here when they see these vehicles and horses.
Meng Xiuyuan was also puzzled by this.
You must know that martial arts sects such as the Six Great Sects are not escort agencies, and they rarely show their identity so deliberately when traveling in the world.
Firstly, it is unnecessary, and secondly, everyone has some enemies, and they are afraid that they might be plotted secretly because they are too ostentatious.
Now, they had traveled thousands of miles to come to this bitter and cold place in the Western Regions, and they seemed to deliberately show their identity and whereabouts. Meng Xiuyuan really couldn't guess why.
At this time, there were so many doubts that Meng Xiuyuan couldn't help but hesitate, wondering whether he should meddle in this nosy matter.
But soon, he was no longer so entangled.
Meng Xiuyuan looked along the rows of many carriages and horses, and saw the flags and logos of the Sea Sand Sect, the Giant Whale Gang, the Divine Fist Sect, the Five Phoenix Swords, and many other sects. Until the end, a brown horse made Meng Xiuyuan shrink back.
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Because that horse carries the mark of the Wudang Clan.
From then on, Meng Xiuyuan decided in his mind that no matter what, today would be inseparable.
He simply stopped hesitating and walked towards the Kunlun Sect.
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Along the way, Meng Xiuyuan still didn't see a single person, but in the houses and halls he passed, everyone was
The furnishings are neat, the floor is clean, and everything looks as usual, and it doesn't look like something has gone wrong.
It wasn't until he passed through two more outer pavilions and approached the "Three Saints Hall", the main hall of the Kunlun Sect, that he finally heard a faint voice coming from inside.
Meng Xiuyuan hurriedly followed the sound, approached the Sansheng Church, and secretly looked inside from the outside.
I saw that the main hall was packed with people, in groups of three or two, sitting or standing, wearing clothes of various sects, but the majority were disciples of the Kunlun sect.
Meng Xiuyuan immediately realized that he couldn't see a single soul anywhere outside. It turned out that they were all gathered here.
But when Meng Xiuyuan looked carefully, there was not a single disciple of his Wudang Sect among the people in the hall.
If that's the case, why is that horse with the Wudang Zhenwu mark on its saddle here?
Meng Xiuyuan knew that there must be something hidden, and it was better to be in the dark than in the light, so he did not reveal his identity. He used Qinggong to hide his steps, and sneaked through the second floor window of the hall in one leap, trying to merge into the crowd silently.
He had previously secretly assassinated those Mongolian nobles who had committed evil deeds, and he had practiced his stealth skills very well. In addition, his internal strength was the best in the world, and his lightness skills were also very good, so that no one in the hall noticed him.
Sneaked in secretly.
Meng Xiuyuan landed quietly in a dark corner of the hall. Not far in front of him, he saw a group of rough guys dressed as Haisha Gang gathered together. They all looked very tired and bored, almost in a collective daze.
Without hesitation, he targeted one of the targets who was slightly away from the crowd and on the edge. A burst of energy sealed his acupuncture points far away, preventing him from moving or speaking. Then, in the blind spot of his fellow disciples' vision in front of him, he shot that target
The man was dragged back to the dark corner of the hall.
"Don't yell. I'll ask a question and you'll answer a question. Do you understand?" Meng Xiuyuan put his fingers on the man's neck, deliberately pretending to be serious, and threatened him.
The man was originally very panicked. Although his acupuncture points were pressed and he could not move or speak, his widened eyes and the sweat streaming down his forehead revealed his inner fear.
The strange thing is that after he saw Meng Xiuyuan's young and handsome face clearly, although he obviously still didn't recognize Meng Xiuyuan, his mood calmed down a lot. He was no longer as panicked as before, and he said to Meng Xiuyuan very simply and deliberately slowly.
He blinked slowly, indicating that he was willing to cooperate.
"What are you doing in this Kunlun sect?" Meng Xiuyuan untied the man's acupuncture points, and at the same time pressed his fingers more and more on his neck, signaling him not to do anything stupid.
The big man from the Haisha Gang didn't know whether he should say he knew the current affairs or was timid. He had no intention of disobeying Meng Xiuyuan and whispered very considerately:
"It's He Taichong, the leader of Kunlun, who invited us here to hold the [Bat Extermination Conference]."
Meng Xiuyuan was a little confused when he heard this and asked subconsciously:
"Destroy bats? What kind of bats are you destroying?"
"Of course it's the vampire demon from the Ming Cult, the Green-winged Bat King Wei Yixiao."