After hearing the words of the three yellow-robed Taoists, the couple looked at each other.
Although the three Taoists from Yuzhen Temple wanted to steal the dragon-slaying sword, they were really unjust.
However, the couple only wanted to seek revenge on the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun, but they could still be considered innocent.
Yi Sanniang nodded, then stretched out her fingers in the palm of the deaf-mute old man Du Baidang, and quickly wrote a few words.
Du Baidang also stretched out his fingers to write on her palm.
The couple used their fingers and mouth to write and draw to each other.
After a while, Yi Sanniang said.
"We, as a couple, only want revenge, even if we risk our lives, we are willing to do so. We have no intention of getting involved with the Dragon Sword."
Taoist Huangpao was overjoyed.
"That's great. The five of us teamed up to break into Shaolin. You and your wife killed people for revenge. We at Yuzhen Temple just want to get the dragon-slaying sword. If we work together, we can achieve great success!"
At that moment, the five people clapped their hands and made an oath of alliance.
The Du family then invited three Taoists into the house to discuss in detail how to take revenge and seize the sword.
When Zhang Wuji, who was hiding outside, saw this, he frowned secretly and thought to himself.
"This lion-slaying conference is really a mixed bag. Whether they want to seize the dragon-slaying sword or seek revenge against my adoptive father, so many martial arts masters have gathered."
He was worried and anxious, but when he thought about it, he suddenly thought of Chen Xuan, who had a blood feud with him.
"If we can get that person involved, I think we can destroy his prestige!"
Thinking of this, Zhang Wuji's thoughts were racing, but it was difficult to come up with a perfect solution for a while.
The most important problem is that Xie Xun, the Golden Retriever Lion King, is Zhang Wuji's adoptive father and has nothing to do with Chen Xuan.
Chen Xuan had no reason to break into the Shaolin Lion Slaying Conference.
"Xie Xun...adopted father..."
As his mind was racing, Zhang Wuji suddenly realized something.
If you think about it from another angle, if Chen Xuan's close relatives and friends were trapped in the Shaolin Temple, he would definitely break into Shaolin.
The problem is that this strategy of driving away tigers and devouring wolves also requires an excellent bait.
But who could this bait be?
Zhang Wuji couldn't make a decision for a while, so he could only hide outside the house, planning to wait for these people to take action and then follow them to see the situation.
This wilderness cabin is right at the foot of the Shaolin Temple.
Zhang Wuji observed in the dark for several days, and then he noticed that the old couple were pretending to be villagers in the mountains, specifically delivering wood and vegetables to the Shaolin Temple.
No wonder the three yellow-robed Taoists from Yuzhen Temple came to find the old couple. It turned out that they wanted to take advantage of this relationship.
Zhang Wuji also took advantage of the old couple's trip to the mountain to deliver food and sneaked into the pyrotechnics room of the Shaolin Temple.
He knew that there were crouching tigers, hidden dragons in the Shaolin Temple, and there were often many people with special skills among the pyrotechnics.
So I was careful at all times and didn't even dare to say more than a few words.
A few days passed like this, and he thought he would be able to find out the location of his adoptive father Xie Xun, who was imprisoned. Unexpectedly, there was still no news.
On the fifth night, when he slept until midnight, he suddenly heard a faint scream in the distance, so he quietly got up. Seeing that no one was around, he immediately started Qinggong and followed the sound.
The sound came from the woods to the left of the temple, so he jumped onto a big tree and looked into the distance.
At this time, weapons and swords met in the forest, and several people were fighting together.
He hid behind a tree, but saw swords blazing and sword shadows flashing, and six people divided into two sides to fight.
The three sword wielders are the three yellow-robed Taoists from Yuzhen Temple. They use the "Fake Three Talents Formation" of positive and negative five elements to form a tight defense.
They were attacked by three monks, each wielding a sword and breaking through the formation and advancing straight ahead.
After twenty or thirty moves, there was only a "poof" sound. One of Yuzhen's three swordsmen was not as skilled as others, and he fell to the ground after being hit by the sword.
The fake three-talent formation had only broken one corner, and the remaining two were no match.
Not long after, another person screamed "ah" and was hacked to death.
Only the last yellow-robed Taoist was left with a wounded right arm and still wanted to fight to the death.
But I heard a monk shout: "Stop!"
Then three swordsmen surrounded him, and the monk said sternly in an old voice.
"You, Yu Zhenguan, have never had any grudges with our Shaolin sect, so why did you come to attack?"
Among Yuzhen's three swords, the only one left said sadly.
"Since the three of my senior brothers have been defeated, they only blame themselves for not being good at their studies. What do you have to ask?"
The old voice sneered.
"Are you here for Xie Xun, or are you trying to get the dragon-slaying knife? I have never heard that Xie Xun has ever killed anyone from Yuzhen Temple. You must be here for the sword. Do you want to break into the Shaolin Temple with just such a small amount of means?
?Shaolin Temple has been standing in the martial arts world for more than a thousand years, but I didn’t expect that people would underestimate it..."
After hearing a few words, the yellow-robed Taoist suddenly swiped his sword and stabbed straight through.
The monk hurriedly dodged, but finally took a step too late and was stabbed in the left shoulder.
The two monks next to him had sharp eyes and quick hands, and they struck with both swords. The yellow-robed Taoist's head was suddenly missing.
They killed the three men from Yuzhen Temple in one fell swoop, but the three monks didn't say much. They just picked up the body of Yuzhen Sanjian and walked quickly towards the temple.
Zhang Wuji felt awe-struck and secretly thought.
"It's indeed a good idea. I didn't expect this Shaolin Temple monk to be so fierce."
With this thought in mind, he was about to follow him when he suddenly turned his ears slightly and heard faint breathing in the grass, and he immediately concentrated.
He remained so still for half a cup of tea before he heard someone in the grass chirping and whispering.
A monk in the distance responded with this.
Then only six monks were seen standing up from the grass, holding either Zen staffs or swords, and returned to the temple respectively.
Zhang Wuji saw the reactions of these monks and became more and more convinced that his father Xie Xun was in the Shaolin Temple.
He hesitated for a moment, then used the Wudang Ladder to jump up onto the roof of the temple in the distance and fly along the ridge of the roof.
Not long after I climbed onto the roof, I saw two figures passing by lightly from south to north. The monks' robes were blowing in the wind, and their swords reflected the moon. They were the monks patrolling the temple.
Zhang Wuji was even more horrified.
"I didn't expect that there are also patrolling monks on this roof."
Although he was a little shocked, he didn't want to look back.
After the two monks passed by, he quickly moved forward again, and only the faint sound of footsteps could be heard on the tiles.
In the blink of an eye, two more monks jumped past, but they saw the group of monks coming and going in a similar manner, patrolling so closely that I am afraid that the inner courtyard of the palace is not as good as them.
Fortunately, Zhang Wuji's skills have greatly increased now. He used Qinggong and Shenfa to step on the snow without leaving a trace, and finally came to the outside of a small house.
As soon as he reached the window of the small house, he heard someone talking inside.
It was Master Kongwen’s voice, the abbot.
Just listen to what he said.
"For the sake of the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun, our Shaolin Temple has killed dozens of martial arts masters in one month. To commit such crimes is not the mercy of our Buddha. This time the demon sect is at its peak. I don’t know when the conference will be held.
How much bloodshed will it cause?"
I just heard another voice, saying.
"Xie Xun is guarded by three grand master uncles, so he is absolutely foolproof. This hero meeting involves the reputation of our Shaolin sect for thousands of years, and the abbot master does not need to worry about some small grudges of the demon sect. Not to mention the collusion between the demon sect and the Yuan Dynasty.
, it is truly a heinous crime to harm the country of our Han people!"
Zhang Wuji cautiously raised his head and looked inside, only to see a skinny monk sitting in the room.
He had met this person before and knew that this person was Cheng Kun under the pseudonym Yuan Zhen, and it was he who assassinated his adoptive father Xie Xun's family.
In the room, Abbot Kongwen frowned and said, "Why did the Mingjiao collude with the imperial court?"
Yuan Zhen said: "When our six sects besieged Guangmingding, we were besieged back and forth by the demon sect Chen Xuan and Yuan Bing. We suffered heavy losses. Isn't this proof?"
After hearing this, Kong Wen didn't say much. He just discussed how to receive the guests next, how to resist the enemy from robbing Xie Xun, and also took stock of the good players in the various sects in the world.
The pseudonym Yuan Zhen Cheng Kun tried his best to instigate various factions to fight against each other.
Wanting to wait for everyone to lose, the Shaolin faction took advantage of the situation and subdued all factions. They took charge of the dragon-slaying knife and killed Xie Xun to pay homage to Monk Kong Jian.
However, Abbot Kongwen did not want to hurt more lives, but he still did not want to let go of the Ming Cult members in his words.
After all, the murderous case at the Luohan Hall of Shaolin Temple is still hanging on the head of Mingjiao.
When Yuan Zhen saw this, he explained the truth with one word.
"After all, we still need to force Xie Xun to reveal the location of the Dragon-Slaying Sword. Otherwise, this Lion-Slaying Conference will lose the Dragon-Slaying Sword, which will in turn destroy the prestige of our sect."
Kong Wen nodded.
"What my junior brother said is absolutely true. We must show off our swords in the meeting and revive the majesty of our Shaolin. By then, the dragon-slaying sword, the supreme martial arts sword, has been under the control of our sect. It is an order for the world. No one dares to disobey!"
Yuan Zhen said.
"In this case, I will try to talk to Xie Xun and persuade him to hand over the sword."
Abbot Kongwen nodded and agreed.
Not long after, Cheng Kun, whose pseudonym was Yuan Zhen, came out.
When Zhang Wuji heard this, he knew that Cheng Kun was going to find Xie Xun.
He has been struggling these days to find where his adoptive father, Jiao Xiao, is being held, and now he finally has the result.
He held his breath and waited for Cheng Kun to take dozens of steps before quietly following him.
This Cheng Kun is of the same generation as Yang Dingtian. Even Xie Xun, the Golden Retriever Lion King, has to call Cheng Kun master.
Although Zhang Wuji had improved in martial arts, he did not dare to scare off the enemy easily.
They used wall corners and tree trunks as cover along the way. They followed Cheng Kun and jumped out of the wall behind the temple. Only then did he wake up.
"It turns out that my foster father was locked up outside the temple. No wonder there was no trace of him in the temple."
Although Cheng Kun walked very fast, he did not dare to get too close. After several hesitations, he saw that Cheng Kun was already hundreds of steps away.
Zhang Wuji hurriedly chased after him and found Cheng Kun walking towards a hill behind the Shaolin Temple.
Cheng Kun's martial arts skills are outstanding, and his body skills are extremely agile.
I saw that when he went up the mountain, his figure never wavered, and his steps were as fast as flying. He was climbing at a leisurely pace, but he seemed to be trotting.
Zhang Wuji quickly chased after him, and just as he was about to get closer, he suddenly noticed a vague figure flashing beside the mountain road.
He was suddenly shocked, "There is someone?!"
He stopped in a hurry and waited for a while, and sure enough he saw four people rushing out of the grass, three in front and one behind, running towards the top of the mountain together.
The top of the mountain is very flat, like a mountain flat.
There were only a few pine trees on the mountain, and there were no houses. It was not known where Xie Xun was being held.
Zhang Wuji followed the four people forward, secretly planning to let them take the lead.
With just a quick glance, he recognized the figures of two of them.
"Those are He Taichong and Ban Shuxian from the Kunlun Sect?!"
He was very familiar with these two people.
When he took Yang Buhui to Kunlun to look for Yang Xiao, He Taichong and his wife recognized him as Zhang Cuishan's son, and tortured him to question Xie Xun's whereabouts.
He escaped with difficulty, and finally met Zhu Jiuzhen, who was dressed in red fur in a world of ice and snow.
This Zhu Jiuzhen is the daughter of the owner of Zhuwu Lianzhuang.
Later, under her care, Zhang Wuji lived a good life for a few days.
However, Zhu Jiuzhen's father, Zhu Changling, was also a man with a beastly face. In order to interrogate Xie Xun's whereabouts, he snatched the dragon-slaying knife and knocked him off the cliff.
In the end, Zhang Wuji unexpectedly found the secret book of Nine Yang Magic in the belly of the white ape in a cave on the cliff.
Now seeing He Taichong and his wife from the Kunlun Sect again, Zhang Wuji's face darkened, and he really wanted to rush up and cut these two into pieces to satisfy his hatred.
But before he could take action, Cheng Kun suddenly heard a sharp shout and suddenly rushed down the mountain.
Zhang Wuji felt a chill in his heart and hurriedly hid in the grass beside the mountain road. Not long after, he heard the clanging sound of swords clashing.
It must be people from Cheng Kun and the Kunlun sect who have already taken action.
Zhang Wuji listened carefully to the sound, and from the sound, it seemed that two people were dealing with Cheng Kun.
His heart moved, and he thought to himself.
"Where did the other two people go? Did they go to the peak to find my adoptive father?"
When he thought of this, he hurriedly climbed up the mountain on the other side of the mountain road.
When we first arrived at the top of the mountain, we saw a bare flat land with only three tall pines, arranged in a "pin" shape, with their branches reaching straight into the sky, looking like dragons, which was very strange.
Zhang Wuji was feeling strange when he suddenly heard rustling sounds in the grass, someone crawling, and then he heard Ban Shuxian say.
"Just now!"
He Taichong responded: "Okay!"
While they were talking, the two of them jumped up and rushed towards three pine trees.
Zhang Wuji asked his adoptive father Xie Xun not to see where he was, for fear that the two of them would hurt Xie Xun.
But before he could chase it out and take a closer look.
Suddenly, He Taichong was heard grunting, as if he had been injured.
Zhang Wuji was stunned. He Taichong was the leader of the Kunlun Sect and a top-notch master in the world. He didn't expect that he would be seriously injured after just one encounter.
He looked carefully and saw He Taichong standing between three pine trees, waving a long sword in his hand. He seemed to have started fighting with the other party, but the other party was nowhere to be seen.
In the night, there were occasional crackling sounds, like the sound of a long sword colliding with some kind of whip.
Zhang Wuji took a risk and took a few steps forward. After taking a closer look, he discovered that there was a dry tree hole in the trunk of the two pine trees diagonally opposite, which was just big enough for a person to sit in.
There is an old monk sitting in the hole of each tree, dancing with a long black rope, attacking He Taichong and his wife.
There was a pine tree with its back to Zhang Wuji, and there were black cords waving in front of the tree. It was expected that there was an old monk in these three trees.
In the dark night, the three long ropes were completely black and without any light, and no shadow could be seen as they danced.
He Taichong and his wife danced their swords in a hurry. The light of the swords reflected the moonlight, like thunder and lightning, which made people's eyes hurt.
It's just that the three long ropes seemed to be slow but actually urgent, but there was no sound at all.
At this moment, on the lonely peak in the dark night, the three long ropes are like ghosts and ghosts, which is indescribably weird.