Cangjian Wuji

Because of Zhang Wuji's impatience, he didn't bring the Five Elements Flag and the Five Sanren, so he rode a horse with Ye Fangjing and Wei Yixiao to go ahead.

Although Wudang and Songshan belong to two provinces, the distance between them is not too far. The three of them rode for a day, crossed the Han River, and then continued to Wudang Mountain overnight. By the time of the second watch, their horses were tired They had to fall to their knees and could no longer run, so they abandoned their horses and switched to light work.

As long as Ye Fangjing's lightness skills don't fly into the sky, if he sprints on the ground, there will be no golden light, so when it was four o'clock, the teams that the three of them saw from a distance did not notice them.

Those people were all riding horses, and they were all heading towards Wudang Mountain. There were five groups in total, each group had as many as thirty people, and as few as a dozen people. It could be vaguely seen that they were all carrying weapons, Zhang Wuji thought in his heart Anxiously, he looked at Wei Yixiao in embarrassment.

Wei Yixiao is so smart, he nodded and said: "Young master, my lightness kungfu is better than you, so I will catch up with Wudang first and inform Master Zhang."

Zhang Wuji saluted him gratefully: "Thank you, Bat King Wei."

Wei Yixiao hastily avoided, speeded up and left.

Ye Fangjing looked at the group of people running far in front of them, she couldn't help but frowned, and said: "Wuji, let's go around these people and go to Wudang quickly? Come here and I will carry you on my back. Fly over to the sky on the left." Although his qinggong is not as high as Tangmen and Mingjiao, it is enough to avoid being seen by those people. People are still on their way.

Zhang Wuji obediently waited for him to take off the sword and lay on his back, then he felt himself soaring into the air, the two of them jumped into the sky at once, the wind whistling by his ears made him feel extraordinarily fresh, Can't help sighing: "It's so tall...the people below look like mice."

Ye Fangjing smiled, and fell far ahead of those people with his back on his back. The two rushed towards Wudang again, and soon they went up the mountain, but they didn't see the enemy again. When they reached the middle of the mountain, they suddenly saw A monk hurried up the mountain.The two followed behind him and discussed in low voices.

"Could it be a survivor from Shaolin?"

"Impossible," Ye Fangjing shook her head, "I think it's more like the enemy sent to deceive the Wudang faction. Look at his figure. Since those people can wipe out the entire Shaolin army, how can this person not be injured a little bit?" You can escape? And you can come up ahead of the enemy, don’t you think it’s suspicious?”

"Ah! Then let's go and catch him!" Zhang Wuji rushed out with a whoosh, hitting the monk's vest directly with his palm.

At this moment, four Wudang disciples holding swords suddenly appeared in front of the monk, and shouted: "Which way are you friends from, visiting Wudang late at night?"

The monk was about to answer, but he received a silent palm from Zhang Wuji, spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered forward and fell to the ground.

Zhang Wuji picked him up and tapped his acupoints, and said to the guarded Wudang disciple, "I am Zhang Cuishan's son Zhang Wuji, take me to see Grand Master."

Ye Fangjing caught up at this moment, and asked those Wudang disciples: "Song Daxia, have they returned from the desert?"

Several Wudang disciples were stunned by Zhang Wuji's words just now, and when they heard him ask this question, one of them subconsciously replied: "Master Uncle led the same family teacher and all Master Uncles to go on an expedition to Mingjiao and have not returned."

Zhang Wuji's face turned pale, "Sure enough...they have also been tricked, you take me to see Grand Master, there are enemies coming down the mountain."

The four Wudang disciples were skeptical at first, but they didn't dare to be careless when they heard him say that there were enemies coming from the foot of the mountain, so they said, "Master Master has been in seclusion for more than a year since last year, and the disciples of our sect haven't seen him for a long time. Our sect's affairs are now handled by our sect. Senior Brother Gu Xuzi presides over it, Xiaodao will go to make an announcement, the two of you please wait here for a while."

"Senior Brother Gu Xuzi? Then please ask him to inform the Third Senior Uncle by the way." Zhang Wuji breathed a sigh of relief, "Senior Brother Gu Xuzi is still very reliable." Gu Xuzi is Yu Daiyan's eldest disciple, and Zhang Wuji treated him very well when he was a child. take care of.

Several Wudang disciples believed him when they heard him talk about Gu Xuzi so familiarly, and one of them hurried to report, and after a while, a young Taoist priest in his twenties hurried over After looking at Zhang Wuji for a while, he said excitedly, "It really is Junior Brother Wuji! Junior Brother Wuji, Master is waiting for you."

Zhang Wuji heaved a sigh of relief, pulled Ye Fangjing along and asked, "Brother Gu Xuzi, did Third Senior Brother see the person I sent?"

Gu Xuzi nodded, "Master doesn't believe what that person said, so he said that you will go up the mountain later, and you will explain it yourself, so now the two of you are frozen, right, who is this?"

As soon as he mentioned his little friend Zhang Wuji, he looked proud, "This is my good friend Ye Fangjing. Fangjing treats me very well and takes good care of me. Master and the others have all met him."

Gu Xuzi was surprised, "Young Master Ye from Hidden Sword Villa?"

Zhang Wuji smiled and nodded, Young Master Fang Jing cupped his hands and saluted Gu Xuzi: "The Daoist is polite."

After Gu Xuzi finished the ceremony, he stared at Master Fang Jing's sword with bright eyes, but he couldn't stare for long, because he soon arrived at Yu Daiyan's yard.

Yu Daiyan and Wei Yixiao are staring at each other now, and Wei Yixiao is still chattering there: "Ah, Yu Sanxia, ​​you know, our young master is the grandson of Eagle King, so there is nothing wrong with him sending me here, You have to believe me, you will know when our young leader comes later..."

As soon as Zhang Wuji entered the door, he threw away the monk, knelt down in front of Yu Daiyan's chair, choked with sobs and said, "Third Master, I'm back."

Yu Daiyan looked at his face carefully, before sighing for a long time: "Finally you are still alive, and I, I too...have the face to meet your parents after death. Wuji boy, I killed your father Mother, do you hate me?"

Zhang Wuji leaned his head on his knee, crying and said: "No, Third Master, you didn't kill my father and mother, it was those who wanted to kill the Dragon Saber, and my mother made you die again." Can't walk..."

Yu Daiyan patted the top of his head silently and sighed.

Seeing his little friend crying like that, Young Master Fangjing couldn't help but said: "Wuji, stop crying, you should hurry up and tell Yu Sanxia about the matter."

"Well," Zhang Wuji wiped away his tears, and briefly told Yu Daiyan everything after the Guangmingding battle, "We thought it was the hands of Shaolin Temple, but we didn't expect that Shaolin also suffered disaster, and now those people are gone. We're almost on the mountain, Third Senior Uncle, let's go and tell Grand Master."

Yu Daiyan nodded, and ordered Gu Xuzi to take the monk on the ground with him, then sat on the soft chair, and wanted to call the Taoist boy to carry it, but Zhang Wuji hurriedly said: "I'll do it." Ye Fangjing hurried over to give him a hand , The group of people walked towards the small courtyard where Zhang Zhenren retreated in the back mountain bamboo forest.

When they arrived at the gate of the courtyard, Zhang Wuji was about to knock on the door when he heard an old but energetic voice from inside: "Dai Yan, what guests did you bring?"

The voice was undoubtedly that of Zhang Zhenren, he could tell that it was Yu Daiyan from the courtyard, and he knew that Yu Daiyan had brought guests. Ye Fangjing was really surprised by the depth of his skills.

The bamboo door of the small courtyard opened with a "squeak", and a vigorous old man with white beard and hair came out. He was stunned when he saw Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji took a few steps forward and saw that Grand Master was a little older than when we parted. His heart was filled with the joy of reunion after a long absence, but he couldn't help being sad, so he knelt down and kowtowed a few times, and said with a sob: "Grand Master ,I'm back."

Zhang Zhenren was overwhelmed with surprise, quickly helped him up, watched him say hello a few times, and then couldn't speak anymore.

Ye Fangjing stood there, seeing him crying and laughing with joy, feeling very complicated.The past of the two of them is very clear to each other. Of course, he knows how deep Zhang Wuji's feelings are for Zhang Zhenren and Wudang Mountain, and he also hopes that he can realize his wish to return to Wudang as soon as possible. Now he finally got his wish. Naturally, I was happy for him, but I couldn't help feeling a little sad, feeling that it was too difficult for him.

After Zhang Wuji got excited, he was about to introduce his good friend to Grand Master, but when he turned his head, he saw his family Fang Jing standing there quietly looking at him smiling with gentle eyes.For some reason, he blushed suddenly, unable to speak, and stared blankly at his little friend, thinking why he suddenly became so good-looking, he was almost ashamed to watch...

Wei Yixiao watched it amusedly, and cleared his throat loudly in a pretentious manner.

Zhang Wuji suddenly came back to his senses, quickly shook his head, shook his friend's gentle eyes out of his mind, and introduced to Grand Master: "Grand Master, this is my good friend, he is called Ye Fangjing, who treats me very well." Helped me a lot..."

Young Master Fangjing couldn't help laughing, "Wait, wait, what are you talking about in such a hurry?" He stepped forward and saluted Zhang Zhenren.

Zhang Zhenren looked at Zhang Wuji with a smile, and waved his hands, "You're welcome, thanks to you for taking care of Wuji, let's go in and talk."

When he got to the house, Zhang Wuji told his Grand Master what happened before.

Master Zhang said: "Then wake up this monk and ask to see what's going on."

After waking up, the monk first said that he was the Shaolin monk Kong Xiang who had escaped from the enemy's hands desperately. He also untied the package around his waist, which turned out to be the head of Master Kong Xing who had once climbed the Bright Summit.The monk said that he had snatched it from the enemy with all his might, and asked Zhenren Zhang in grief and indignation, "How can I avenge this revenge?"

Master Fangjing suddenly said: "Master Kongxiang, we have visited Shaolin and caught a few fish that slipped through the net. That's not what those people said. They said that you were sent by them."

Kongxiang wept and said: "Master Zhang, I have a blood feud, and I still don't forget to report to Wudang. This is how your faction treats me? I beg Master Zhang to make the decision for me." He bowed deeply.

Zhang Zhenren looked at him for a while, and said: "The kung fu on your body is indeed Shaolin Kung Fu." Then he walked towards him, trying to help him up.

As a result, at this moment, Kong Xiang suddenly raised his head, and a palm was about to land on his waist—it turned out that he bowed down to wait for Master Zhang to help him so that he could plot against him.

Zhang Zhenren smiled slightly, and stepped back three feet by a wrong footstep, and then Ye Fangjing swung his sword over, Tai'a sword hit Kongxiang's head heavily, and he fell down like a puddle of soft mud in an instant. It's dead.

Zhang Wuji was dumbfounded and asked for a long time, "What's going on?"

His little friend winked at him: "I have colluded with Zhenren Zhang."