The days when I was fishing in Zongwu

Chapter 220 This man is really careful! (Second more)

After a stick of incense.

When Cao Zhengchun and Shangguan Jinhong left, Zhu Wushi suddenly raised his hand and angrily punched the big tree next to him that was already as thick as the waist of an adult man.

The moment his fist landed on the tree trunk, Zhu ignored the power contained in the punch and pierced through the entire tree trunk in an instant, and then the participating strength took advantage of the momentum to knock down the trees nearly half a foot behind him to the ground.

In this dusty environment, Zhu Wushi's face was ashen and terrifying.

In these years, although Zhu Wushi joined the Blue Dragon Club, Zhu Wushi always felt that no one else knew about his private behavior.

But now, after learning that Cao Zhengchun turned out to be the No. 7 dragon head of the Azure Dragon Association, Zhu Wushi realized that his every move during these years was under the control of the Azure Dragon Association.

Even the fact that he himself has been recruiting warriors through the world's No. [-] villa for him to absorb skills, the Azure Dragon Society is also aware of it.

Such a situation not only made Zhu Wushi feel like being played with.

However, compared to the gradually rising anger in his heart at this time, Zhu Wushi's heart at this time is more of a faint fear.

Since my actions over the years have been seen by the Qinglong Society, even the masked man suddenly did something to test his cultivation.

With Zhu Wushou's mentality, how could he not see that Qinglong would have already figured out his plan.

But even now, the Azure Dragon Society is turning a blind eye to their actions. The only possibility is that the Azure Dragon Society doesn't care about their own actions at all.

It was this information that made Zhu Wushi feel a chill down his back.

It was also the reason why Zhu Wushi was able to forcefully suppress his anger and talk with Cao Zhengchun and Shangguan Jinhong for so long.

After a long time, after the emotions in his heart eased, Zhu Wushi just turned around and entered the secret road behind the mountain with a few flashes.

After returning to the secret room in Hulong Villa along the secret path, Zhu Wushi went straight to the door of the secret room.

After a few breaths, looking at Zhu Wushi who came out of the secret room at this time, Shangguan Haitang, who had been waiting outside for an unknown how long, stepped forward quickly.

"Father! The news that came half an hour ago belongs to Chu Qinghe."

While speaking, Shangguan Haitang handed a note to Zhu Wushi with both hands.

Hearing what Shangguan Haitang said, Zhu ignored the note that Shangguan Haitang handed over.

And when he took the two lines of small characters on the note into his eyes, Zhu Wushi slightly frowned, "Going from the north of the city?".

Shangguan Haitang nodded and said: "Yes, it seems that Chu Qinghe has no intention of returning to Yushui City."

Seeing this, after thinking for a while, Zhu ignored it and said in a deep voice: "Send the message, let people pay attention to his movements along the way, but not reveal his identity."

"Haitang understands, foster father rest assured."

After finishing speaking, Shangguan Haitang turned around and left quickly.

After Shangguan Haitang left, Zhu Wushi lowered his head and looked at the note in his hand again.

After a few breaths, Zhu Wushi couldn't help sighing softly.

"It's a pity that this son cannot be used by this king, otherwise, the two top forces of Yihua Palace and Shenshui Palace can also become my king's help."

However, as soon as these words came out, Zhu Wushi seemed to think of something, and his eyes were quickly placed on the note in his hand, and thoughts in his eyes were flowing quickly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

....
Wudang Mountain is also known as Taihe Mountain.

Among them are strange peaks, criss-cross valleys, the main peak, Tianzhu Peak, rises from the ground, and the surrounding 72 peaks stand apart like bells and tripods.

The surrounding peaks are shrouded in mist and cigarette smoke.

Between the clouds and mist, there are also scattered gym buildings looming.

It can be called a Taoist fairyland.

Application time.

Under the bright but not delicate sunlight, a carriage slowly approached the Wudang faction and reached the foot of Tianjuan Peak of Wudang Mountain.

Different from Southern Shaolin, although it is also in this clean suburb, there are more than a hundred buildings at the foot of Wutian Junfeng.

Obviously there is no city wall, but when you approach it, it is full of voices and bustling, which gives people a feeling of being on a bustling street.

After entering the street, looking at the houses at the foot of Wudang Mountain, Xiao Zhao asked in astonishment, "Why are there so many houses around here?"

Facing Xiao Zhao's question, Lin Shiyin said in a low voice: "This Wudang faction has Zhang Sanfeng in command, and it has been famous since its establishment, and there are no warriors around it who dare to mess around. The maintenance and management of the reputation also makes this Wudang sect feel like a Taoist holy place."

"Every day there is an endless stream of people who come to Wudang Mountain to offer incense and pray for blessings. Compared with the Southern Shaolin, there are more than ten thousand disciples who need a lot of things every day, so At the foot of the Wudang School, there are gradually more buildings like this."

Qu Feiyan looked at Lin Shiyin in astonishment and said, "Sister Shiyin, have you been here before?"

Lin Shiyin said with a smile: "I came to Wudang to pray for blessings a few years ago, so I know something about the situation here."

After understanding the origin of these buildings, Qu Feiyan said "tsk tsk" twice: "It's no wonder that the Wudang School's reputation has been getting better and better over the years. As far as these behaviors are concerned, they are much more majestic than the Southern Shaolin."

During this chat, the carriage that the few people were in also gradually drove to the foot of the Wudang Mountain.

During the process, Chu Qinghe also raised the curtains inside the carriage to look outside. As the carriage moved, his eyes swept over these people outside one after another.

But when Chu Qinghe's eyes swept over some people in this town, the corners of Chu Qinghe's mouth curled up.

"It seems that this time is just right."

When the carriage just stopped, several smart-looking people surrounded him.

"Girl, do you want to park the car? Our car dealership can help you park the carriage, feed the horse, clean the car and park it for only ten yuan for a day."

"Girl, we're going to be cheap. If we park on behalf of you, it only costs eight cents a day."

"We park and feed the horses here, and we also include a meal, which also only costs ten yuan."

.......
When Qu Feiyan and the people from the car dealership drove the carriage to the car dealership, Chu Qinghe looked at the folding fan in his hand at some point and looked at the surroundings seemingly casually.

Especially when Chu Qinghe's eyes were fixed on the door of the inn in the distance.

Seeing the few people cursing and being rejected by the waiter because they were full, Chu Qinghe chuckled softly in his heart.

Not only Chu Qinghe, but even the jellyfish Yin Ji quietly glanced at some people around the foot of the mountain, and a flash of clarity flashed in his eyes.

After Qu Feiyan left the carriage, Chu Qinghe and Yin Ji the jellyfish slowly looked away, and then walked up the mountain step by step.

When climbing the mountain, because Lin Shiyin herself had been to Wudang, she also acted as a tour guide for several people, constantly explaining the situation around Wudang to several people.

As the holy land of Taoism in the Ming Dynasty, this Wudang is divided into Tianjuan Peak and Tianzhu Peak, just like Shaolin.

The Taoist temples seen in Zhongtian Junfeng are available for pilgrims, and most of them are disciples of Wudang's outer sect. They usually work during the day to polish their minds, and take time to exercise their bodies in their spare time. When they gather their internal strength, they can be regarded as officially worshiping under the Wudang sect. , It can also be said that it is a threshold set by Wudang for his disciples.

And that day on the pillar peak was the real place of Wudang.

Over [-] disciples gathered on this Tianzhu Peak.

And Tianzhu Peak itself will not be open to pilgrims.

During the mountain climbing, Qu Feiyan looked at Chu Qinghe and asked: "My lord, since we have arrived in Wudang now, why don't we go directly to that day's Zhufeng, instead we want to stroll on this day's Junfeng?"

Facing what Qu Feiyan said, Chu Qinghe said calmly: "We only did it tonight, so why go to the mountains at this time will only increase other people's doubts?"

As if hearing Chu Qinghe's implication, Qu Feiyan was a little puzzled and said, "My lord, how do you know that Pang Ban and the others will attack the Wudang faction tonight?"

Not to mention Qu Feiyan, even Xiao Zhao and Lin Shiyin looked at Chu Qinghe at the same time, as if wondering how Chu Qinghe knew when Pang Ban and others attacked Wudang?

At this time, Yin Ji, the jellyfish's slightly sweet voice sounded slowly, "Because at the foot of this mountain, a lot of warriors have already gathered, and they are not only dressed up as pilgrims, but also dressed up as the surrounding vendors."

Qu Feiyan muttered: "This is the foot of Wudang Mountain itself, so it's normal for there to be many warriors?"

Regarding this, Chu Qinghe said calmly: "It's normal to have a lot of warriors, but it's not normal if there are so many that even the inn is full."

Qu Feiyan was puzzled and said, "Huh? Why?"

Seeing Qu Feiyan like this, Chu Qinghe shook his head and said: "Businessmen seek profit, and businessmen will have some characteristics. No matter what they do, they will know it clearly in advance."

"Since choosing to build an inn at the foot of Wudang Mountain will naturally be based on the number of pilgrims staying in the Wudang Mountain every day. Over the past few decades, the number of inns around the foot of the mountain and the situation of pilgrims staying in it should also be relatively comfortable. For no reason, do you think the rooms in this inn can be full?"

Speaking of this, Qu Feiyan suddenly said: "That's right! It's not a special day. It stands to reason that the number of pilgrims in Wudang is just as usual. Why can't the inn be full?"

At the same time, Chu Qinghe added: "Moreover, many people at the foot of the mountain just now seemed to be walking together, but they didn't communicate much from the beginning to the end. Instead, they felt a little nervous and guarded, unless they had other purposes. At the foot of Wudang Mountain, why are you so nervous?"

Lin Shiyin suddenly said: "No wonder you can be sure that Pang Ban and the others will attack Wudang today."

Regarding this, Chu Qinghe smiled and said, "Let's go! While there is still time, you can take a stroll around Wudang Mountain."

Hearing this, the girls also restrained their thoughts, and began to enjoy the scenery on the Tianjun Peak.

However, at dusk.

It was beside a cliff of Tianjun Peak.

At this time, Chu Qinghe and the others had already stayed in this place for nearly half an hour.

At this time, Chu Qinghe was sitting on a rock beside the cliff, looking down at the beautiful scenery at dusk.

With the arrival of this August, the weather has lost a bit of heat in the midst of high autumn and crisp air.

During the day, although the temperature remains the same, it is also a little dry.

Sitting next to this cliff, there is a sense of freshness between the caress of the mountain breeze, which makes people feel happy.

The jellyfish Yin Ji is next to the Chuqing River, also enjoying the beautiful scenery in front of her.

However, if Dongfang Bubai were here at this time, they would surely be able to discover at first glance that the appearances of Chu Qinghe, Xiao Zhao, and Qu Feiyan at this time after changing their appearances were strikingly different from what the six major factions had when they besieged Guangmingding. see the same.

As Xiao Zhao lightly pressed the human skin mask on Lin Shiyin's face with his small hand, Qu Feiyan yawned and looked at Chu Qinghe: "Master, why do we have to change the makeup of this mask to What it looked like the first time I went to the Bright Summit!”

Hearing Qu Feiyan's question, Chu Qinghe said unhappily: "Nonsense, this time I came here for Pang Ban, I'm familiar with him once! I can save myself the time to introduce myself."

After all, killing familiarity, killing familiarity, naturally the more familiar the better.

Youdao is easy to talk to acquaintances.

If I went to see Pang Ban with a fresh face, how troublesome would I have to introduce myself in a few words?

Make more preparations, except for accidents, there is room for relaxation.

Qu Feiyan: "???"

Knowing the reason why Chu Qinghe temporarily asked Xiao Zhao and Qu Feiyan to change their faces again, Qu Feiyan's face was full of question marks.

"Just for this?"

Chu Qinghe stretched his waist and continued: "It doesn't count! The main thing is to take precautions before it happens. If you miss it and find that the person who poisoned you twice in a row is different, it doesn't mean that you told Pang Ban about it. Once we were on the top of the light, did we change our appearance?"

After all, when Chu Qinghe came this time, it was still uncertain whether he would kill Pang Ban or not.

In case Pang Ban is more sensible, Chu Qinghe can make a poison chat to express his feelings.

It's always right to be more prepared.

Qu Feiyan: "...."

After understanding what Chu Qinghe was thinking, Qu Feiyan couldn't help being speechless for a while.

Only when the jellyfish Yin Ji looked at Chu Qinghe, her beautiful eyes were still as tender as water.

"This man is really careful!"

.......
Xu Shi end

Perhaps it is because of the unrest in Wudang today. When the sky is completely dark, there are already continuous lights emerging from Wudang.

Especially the Zhenwu Hall on the Zhufeng that day, even if viewed from the nearby Tianjuan Peak, it was equally brightly lit.

at the same time.

In this Wudang Zhenwu Hall, a large number of Wudang disciples gathered at this time.

In the middle of the Zhenwu Hall, more than a dozen Wudang disciples who had reached the Xiantian realm had red eyes and clenched their fists tightly.

But in front of the dozen or so disciples, there was a person lying on the ground, his face was black and his aura was like a thread.

It was Song Yuanqiao, the head of Wu Dangdai who disappeared without a trace a few months ago.

At this moment, a Wudang disciple who was proficient in medical skills squatted in front of Song Yuanqiao to feel his pulse, his face extremely serious.

While this person was feeling his pulse, the other disciples around Wudang did not dare to disturb him.

However, at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the hall.

The visitor was dressed in a snow-white Taoist robe, with white hair and beard, a peaceful face, and a sense of contentment all over his body.

Coupled with that peaceful face, people can't help but feel like a Taoist master.

It is Zhang Sanfeng who created Wudang with one hand and developed it to this day so that no one in the world dares to violate it.

And when they saw Zhang Sanfeng, all the Wudang disciples in the Zhenwu Hall respectfully saluted.

"See Grand Master."

After casually flicking the dust whisk in his hand as a signal, Zhang Sanfeng walked quickly to the center of the Zhenwu Hall.

After walking in front of Song Yuanqiao, looking at Song Yuanqiao's face at this time, Zhang Sanfeng's eyes changed slightly.

Then he looked at the doctor squatting beside him and asked, "How's the situation?"

Facing Zhang Sanfeng's question, the Wudang disciple next to Song Yuanqiao quickly got up and said: "Back to the Grand Master, the acting master has been poisoned, and his pulse is strange. With my medical skills, I can't detect the poison on the acting master. What kind of poison is it?"

Hearing what this Wudang disciple said, Zhang Sanfeng didn't say much anymore, he took two steps forward and squatted beside Song Yuanqiao.

After the three fingers landed on Song Yuanqiao's wrist and felt the pulse for a while, Zhang Sanfeng frowned, and then lightly lifted the three fingers.

Under the action, Song Yuanqiao who was lying on the ground was pulled up by an invisible force and sat cross-legged in front of Zhang Sanfeng.

And one palm was slowly raised.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Sanfeng's palm rested on Song Yuanqiao's, and the true essence quickly entered Song Yuanqiao's body.

"It's not good, it's not good, Mo, Master Mo's body..."

Suddenly, a burst of anxious voice quickly sounded from outside the Zhenwu Hall.

Hearing the sound, Zhang Sanfeng, who was originally circulating his true energy to detoxify Song Yuanqiao, also turned his head away.

Immediately afterwards, two figures were seen rushing into the Zhenwu Hall quickly.

One of them was still carrying a dead body on his back.

When Wudang's disciples moved their eyes to this corpse, everyone was shocked.

"Uncle Mo?"

Similarly, Zhang Sanfeng's expression also changed when he looked at Mo Shenggu on the Wudang disciple's back.

After a few breaths, with the Wudang disciple carrying Mo Shenggu on his back rushing to Zhang Sanfeng's body, the Wudang disciple quickly put Mo Shenggu's body on the ground.

"Valley of Sound!"

Looking at the familiar face of the disciple in front of him, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help murmuring.

Shocked in his heart, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but pause for a moment for the true energy that Zhang Sanfeng had injected into Song Yuanqiao's body in front of him.

However, just when Zhang Sanfeng's attention was completely attracted by Mo Shenggu in front of that Wudang disciple, Song Yuanqiao in front of Zhang Sanfeng suddenly opened his eyes.

And the moment his eyes opened, "Song Yuanqiao" quickly raised his other hand.

"Shhhhhh!"

In an instant, dozens of inaudible piercing sounds came from under the sleeve of "Song Yuanqiao".

Could Zhang Sanfeng be able to create a Wudang sect that can be compared with Southern Shaolin by himself? How can Zhang Sanfeng be compared with ordinary people?
Almost at the first moment when he heard the sound of piercing through the air, under the condensed true essence in Zhang Sanfeng's body, a surge of turbulent and continuous energy mixed with the true essence burst out from his body.

At the same time, the 27 long needles in front of him that were as thin as a cow's hair and as black as ink hovered in the mid-air under Zhang Sanfeng's special strength and the concentration of true energy.

When his sight touched the 27 long needles in front of him, Zhang Sanfeng's eyes shrank.

"Tang Sect's Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle?"

However, without waiting for Zhang Sanfeng to think too much, the next moment, Mo Shenggu on the ground and the Wudang disciple who carried Mo Shenggu into the Zhenwu Hall just now all raised their hands quickly.

"Shhhhhhh..."

Just like before, inaudible cracking sounds quickly emerged in the air.

(End of this chapter)