Zhang Sanfeng said: "Good boy, tell me the situation carefully."

Wuji saw everyone around him looking at him. Knowing that the matter was serious, he said that the three monks of Shaolin did not understand the Nine Yang Gong, and finally found Monk Yuanzhen to pass on the master. However, the monk was in a large cave with a stone wall sealed with a gap left. He had never seen anyone even faces. Gao Qiang thought that Monk Yuanzhen must have recovered because of the poison in the ancient tomb. And the monk repeatedly said, "Meeting is fate. I don't know you, you don't know me." Zhang Sanfeng said in surprise: "In this way, others have tried their best to do so?"

Song Yuanqiao interrupted, "Doesn't spend real energy to help a person who has never had a certain face to open up the eight extraordinary meridians. Master, this person may be really concerned about Wuji, afraid that his practice of Shaolin Nine Yang is not easy, so he can help him with his strength."

Zhang Sanfeng frowned and said, "This monk is too reckless!"

But he didn't know what to say. No matter how broad Zhang Sanfeng had knowledge, he was not good at medical skills, and he never thought that this monk Yuanzhen was vicious and sinister. It turned out that Zhang Wuji had learned superficial skills with Xie Xun after all, and Xie Xun learned Yuanzhen again. Zhang Wuji learned the Hunyuan Gong - some basic skills in innate martial arts. Although he was a little bit, Yuanzhen knew that he had learned martial arts with Xie Xun when he explored his body.

Yuanzhen naturally had to take action to remove it. As for Chen Youliang that day, if there was a second Wuji on Wudang Mountain? That was why Yuanzhen got the news from the Ruyang Palace and knew that Master Miejue was holding the Yitian Sword and carrying "Zhang Wuji"

Leave the palace.

Yuanzhen did not have the sword of the Heavenly Sword, but he remembered Gao Qiang's appearance. Chen Youliang naturally would not forget it. However, Zhang Wuji, whom he saw in Shaolin Temple, was obviously not the "Zhang Wuji" at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain. The master and apprentice couldn't tell the difference, so he asked.

Later, after A Xiao went down the mountain, Chen Youliang only asked about the martial arts of the ancient tomb from her mouth, but did not ask about the problems of the municipal personnel of the ancient tomb. He was afraid that A Xiao would be alert, but A Xiao Chu was cheerful, but he was not a talkative person. After leaving the ancient tomb, he did not reveal the inside story of the ancient tomb.

Mingshi Gao Qiang was standing in front of them at this time. They might not be able to recognize it, because the Yi Jin and Bone Forging Changes the human body very big. Even his appearance was much better at this time.

Gao Qiang was standing in the hall, feeling that a basin of cold water poured from the beginning to the soles of his feet. Zhang Wuji still couldn't survive in the end!

He wanted to reveal Yuan Zhen's true face, and hesitated a little in his heart. When he thought of the future Ming Cult and anti-Yuan affairs, he retreated again. He felt resentful: If he had entered Shaolin with Wuji that day, there would be no such twists and turns, but he also knew that although this idea was good, it would be useless. Shaolin Temple was open to Zhang Wuji, but not necessarily to him.

Everyone in the hall was quiet and didn't know what to say.

Zhang Sanfeng sighed lightly, but did not hide it from Wuji. Then he told him about his affairs. Wuji's face changed slightly when he heard it, but he did not cry and make a fuss. It turned out that he had been in pain for more than four years and knew that his life might be dead at any time. If it weren't for the master's supernatural powers and the hard work of medical experts like Hu Qingniu, he would have lost all his life.

He had already been prepared to face death, so when he heard the news, he felt disappointed and painful, but he did not show any expression.

Seeing his behavior like this, Zhang Sanfeng and others praised others for being cautious and steady, but they also thought hard about saving the good way.

Gao Qiang stood aside, and for no reason, two sentences came out of his mind: Don’t be sick if you have anything, don’t be rich if you have nothing. He hesitated for a while, and finally took a step forward, kowtowed and said, “Master, if Junior Brother Wuji can practice the complete Nine Yang Sutra, and the yang turns into yin, and the toxins that spread into his five internal organs can be removed?”

Zhang Sanfeng sighed and said, "There is a glimmer of hope, but the entire Nine Yang Sutra is sandwiched in the Lengsha Sutra. The sutra was taken away by Xiaoxiangzi and Yin Kexi back then and was long gone. If you want to find it, it would be as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack."

Gao Qiang said with one eye: "Disciple is in the ancient tomb. My benefactor once told me this allusion, and also talked about Guo Li Shang Shaolin, the founder of Emei. It happened that He Zudao, the ancestor of Kunlun, came to the Middle Earth for Yin Kexi, and passed on a sentence: The sutra is in the oil."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded and said, "This allusion is unknown to others except for the people of our era."

Others also heard of this for the first time. Since they knew it was related to the Nine Yang True Sutra, they listened quietly as Gao Qiang was talking there.

Gao Qiang was sad: Do you want to be a charlatan again? Zhang Wuji, Zhang Wuji... He said with a stern tongue, "Master, I walked along the world with the strange man in the ancient tomb that day. I once saw that a villain hid this medicine powder in oil paper in order to smuggle Wushi San, and then forced it into the bodies of animals such as monkeys, or found a doctor to cut open his belly and put the fiveshis into it."

Gao Qiang said it similar to the current "human body hiding poison". At that time, Wushi Powder was an anesthetic similar to opium. It made people addicted to it and could not extricate themselves. It was like a traitor, but the profit was huge. The government also banned it at that time, and many people took risks for huge profits. Everyone was used to Gao Qiang's divergent thinking, so they continued to listen to him.

Gao Qiang continued: "I had a sudden idea a few days ago. The strange man once said that when Yin Kexi Xiaoxiangzi was in Mount Hua, they did not carry scriptures on them, but they were cunning and would never hide in any cave. After thinking about it, I suddenly thought of the evil man who sold the Five Poisons Powders today. I thought that it was not difficult for Yin Kexi Xiaoxiangzi to hide the Nine Yang True Sutra into the body of Cang Yuan, or cut the belly of Cang Yuan and sew it in.

Zhang Sanfeng looked bright and nodded, "It is possible to say that."

The rest of the people also nodded and rushed.

Then Gao Qiang continued, "When Yin Kexi was dying, he told Senior He Zudao that the scriptures were in the oil. I just thought that the scriptures were in the oil, which was obviously a complete sentence, but the semantics were not meaningful. Then there was only one possibility. Yin Kexi lost his strength and spoke vaguely, but Senior He Zudao was wrong.

I think there are almost a few types of pronunciations similar to oil: monkey, dog, fight, mouth, building, some, cut, meat, search, head, have, walk, etc.

Among so many words, I think it is better to explain the scriptures in monkeys, and it is logical."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded and said, "You are very meticulous in logic. It is rare to be able to reason about so many things. It is obvious that it has been more than 90 years in a flash. Not to mention a monkey, even a person has become a pile of loess. This hope..."

Gao Qiang looked at everyone who was depressed by Zhang Sanfeng, and was anxious and angry at the moment. He said, "Disciple said something disrespectful. Master is also a miracle in the world. No one has ever surpassed Master Master's longevity in history. Perhaps the monkey has also had another adventure and can survive until now."

His words were almost unreasonable, but they were indeed inspiring. Zhang Sanfeng closed his eyes and pondered. Yin Susu cried over and said, "I don't care, I don't care. As long as there is a little hope, I will go. I want to go to Kunlun to find the monkey and the Nine Yang scriptures."

Hu Qingniu's eyes turned, and he didn't care. Wang Nangu twisted his ribs hard, and he was so angry that he said: "I happened to go to Kunlun in the Western Regions, yes. Prepare some medicinal materials."

There was a little more unwillingness in his tone.

Zhang Cuishan said with a face inwardly: "Of course I want to go."

Ji Xiaofu looked at Yin Liting, twisted her clothes with her hand, and said uneasy: "I'll go and accompany my fifth sister-in-law."

Yin Liting shook his head and said, "You stay and take care of the children, I'll go with the fifth brother."

Mo Shenggu touched his head and said, "I have been to Kunlun Mountain several times. Oh, I'll be a guide."

Zhang Songxi Road: "I am familiar with the mountains near Kunlun Mountains, so I will be the guide."

Gao Qiang said weakly: "I'll go with Wuji."

Just as the baby was about to open his mouth, Yin Liting and his wife shouted in unison: "Baby stays, you are not allowed to go anywhere!"

The baby's mouth immediately became a vinegar bottle.

Song Qingshu said lazily: "Mingyue stays to accompany the baby, I'll go with Wuji, it's cold there."

The old Taoist priest Zhang Sanfeng sat in the middle, looking at the disciples below, eager to go there, but he didn't stop him, and sighed: "Go tomorrow, look for it slowly, find it for a year or two, don't worry."

Song Barqiao nodded and said, "The owner of Zhu Wu Lianzhuang, Zhu Changling, and Wu Lie, the two owners of Zhu Wu Lie, were descendants of the four disciples of fishermen, woodcutters and farming under Master Yideng. They have always had a reputation in the world and can go to surrender. However, we have some small celebrations with him. However, Mr. Tieqin's master, he would not care about so many things. If I write a book, I can go there."

Yu Lianzhou and Yu Daiyan looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly. There could not be a single person on the mountain. Now, the Seven Heroes of Wudang have gone there at once, and they may stay for a year and a half and cannot return to the mountain. Although the two of them were determined to go down the mountain, they were the second and third brothers, but they could not compete with the brothers below.

Zhang Sanfeng nodded and said, "It's accurate, it's accurate."

He waved his sleeves and turned into the pavilions and towers behind him. When he got old, he became accustomed to seeking stability. This matter was too mysterious and bizarre, and he had no point in his success. He did not agree or encourage, but he did not suppress everyone's enthusiasm, so he could only let everyone do their best.

Everyone went back to pack their gifts at night, and they were all knights who were used to walking around the world. Early the next morning, the entire Wudang Mountain was in a tense atmosphere. Even Zhang Sanfeng also came out to see him off in person. After giving advice from his disciples, it goes without saying that, carrying the blessings of the entire Wudang Sect, the group of people were clearing their way early.

There were a lot of people traveling this time. Among the second-generation disciples of Wudang, the fourth brother Zhang Songxi, the fifth brother Zhang Cuishan, the sixth brother Yin Liting and the seventh brother Mo Shenggu, as well as Zhang Cuishan's wife Yin Susu, there were as many as five people.

The third generation of disciples was Song Qingshu, Zhang Wuji, and Gao Qiang. By age, Song Qingshu was the eldest. Gao Qiang-11 didn't know what month his body was born in and how big it was, so he fought for the second place, and Zhang Wuji counted it as the last.

The other two are Gao Qiang's adoptive father, mother and wife Hu Qingniu, and they also followed them up the mountain.

Everyone was a child of the world, and they rode a horse and walked quickly, and their luggage was simple and light. On this day, they stepped into the Western Regions. Hu Qingniu and his wife lived on Guangming, and they did collect herbs near Kunlun Mountain. Zhang Songxi and Mo Shenggu had also come here for other things before. The place was familiar. With these three guides, everyone went straight to Kunlun without taking any detours.

But the temperature gradually became hot all the way. It turned out that it was summer, and the more you went north, the hotter it felt.

After traveling for a few days, I arrived at the Sanshengao of Kunlun. Gao Qiang felt that the temperature had dropped, which was refreshing and pleasant. Seeing the unique terrain here, the surrounding peaks were surrounded by straight blocking the cold air. The green grass at the foot of the mountain was covered with black flowers, and the fragrance of flowers in black was filled with thoughts. I couldn't help but think: There are such beautiful scenery in the scenery of the northern country!

He was from the north in his previous life, but he had never seen such a beautiful scenery. I guess the pollution was too serious at that time.

Zhang Songxi smiled and said, "If I were the monkey in the Tibetan Buddhist field, I would stay here and see the beautiful scenery here. Even the monkeys in the Mount Emei would be envious."

Everyone laughed loudly, and the depression in their hearts spread out from the laughter all the way.

Zhang Songxi took the lead and turned his head to tell everyone some historical allusions. He said: This is the place where He Zudao created the sect back then. He was known as the Three Saints of Chess, Piano and Sword. He was a hero who was alone in the Shaolin Temple. However, because Yu Shaolin lost the bet, he never took up the Middle Earth for his life. He only created the Kunlun sect, which wanted to make his disciples overwhelm Shaolin.

Gao Qiang was so fascinated when he heard Zhang Songxi introduce these things casually. Looking at the stable and elegant appearance of these four uncles, he felt that among the seven heroes of Wudang, he had the best mind.

He ranks fourth among the seven heroes of Wudang. He is the most flexible, bold and meticulous among the seven. He was the leader of everyone along the way, and he did not encounter any dangers or difficulties, and there was no trouble at all. Gao Qiang also admired the method of this fourth master.

Originally, according to Gao Qiang's intention, if you want to find the Nine Yang True Sutra, you would go straight to Zhuwu Lianhuanzhuang. However, Lianhuanzhuang was in Kunlun Mountain. If you want to follow the distance, the Three Holy Ao of Kunlun Mountain is in the east and Lianhuanzhuang is in the west, so you have to visit a great sect in the Western Regions like Kunlun to go further. Otherwise, the news of Wudang's disciples' activities in Kunlun Mountain could not be hidden from the Kunlun School, and the two families were not good-looking.

A strong dragon does not suppress the local snake, and even if he follows the rules of the world, he should go to worship the mountains, but he did not expect that Zhang Songxi had already had a countermeasure.

So he pretended to be his innocent young boy along the way, and he didn't give any suggestions. He was bored and had a few fights with Zhang Wuji, Yu, and Song Qingshu. Now, the two of them work together are not his opponents, but the Tai Chi Thirteen Styles are really not a fan.

Everyone talked and laughed and walked forward a few miles, then they saw two figures flashing by the flowers on the roadside. Two young men in white stood in front of the road. They were swords behind their backs and asked politely: "I wonder who distinguished guests went straight into my Three Holy Ao in Kunlun?"
Chapter completed!