Watching the Dawn

Is another Mid-Autumn Festival.

Zhang Sanfeng is over one hundred years old, Wudang Shangxia is also very concerned about this festival. Several of Wudang’s seven heroes were back home one after another. Song Yuanqiao, the current master’s disciple, took his son Song Qingshu with him, and was busy inside and out. Yu Daiyan, who stayed in the room all day, also came out in a wheelchair, shining on the warm sun, and smilingly watching the breeze children making pie filling.

Zhang Sanfeng Laodao held Zhang Wuji’s little hand, strolling along the stone road, feeling that there was no such day’s peace and joy. When Zhang Wuji was young but sensible, seeing Zhang Sanfeng happy, he endured the feeling of coldness in the body and did not say it.

Zhang Lao Dao is a wise man, and Zhang Wuji’s small hands can’t help shaking, but how can his hands and feet be like ice cubes? Thinking of Zhang Cuishan, his fifth disciple, there was a sudden pain in my heart. After saying “good boy”, he leaned over and hugged Zhang Wuji, and transported “氤氲 紫气” to make him feel better.

“Master, I don’t hurt”, Zhang Wuji rubbed Zhang Laodao’s cheek with a small hand, but a tear came out. Zhang Laodao shook his head slightly, his face on one side, but he saw that the boy named Mingyue ran to Song Yuanqiao in a panic, whispering something. Seeing Song Yuanqiao’s brow furrowed, his face was a little ugly.

Zhang Laodao shook his head without asking. In the past few years, the big and small things of Wudang have gradually been handed over to the big disciple Song Yuanqiao for treatment. In addition to Zhang Wuji treating Zhang Wuji, the rest is to study martial arts, trying to open the unprecedented.

Song Yuanqiao was a little upset at this time, all because of the words of Mingyue Xiaodaotong, “Shaolin Luzhe and Hui An came to meet Zhang Zhenren.”

He also heard about the name of Lu Zheshi, a young disciple of Shaolin Kong Xing. It’s just that the rumors in the rivers and lakes were mixed, and some said that he was anxious and just, and justified his wealth. Some people say that he kills people like hemp and likes to eat flesh and blood. However, some are recognized by the rivers and lakes, that is, Lu Zheshi was wiped out by the Yuan court when he was a child. After becoming famous, he often ran around the rivers and lakes, contacted heroes around the world, and planned anti-yuan. What he was thinking about was how to expel the captives and overthrow Yuan Ting.

Such people are right and evil, of course, we can’t miss them. But it should not be too deep and involve the school. Thinking of this, let Song Qingshu lead Mingyue Daotong down the mountain to greet him. For Lu Yuan, who is weak in this year but has many senior generations, the reception on the martial arts is the most annoying. However, Zhang Sanfeng is very senior, so it is not rude to send the third generation of Wudang disciples to meet him.

Soon afterwards, he saw Song Qingshu accompanied them to the mountain. Both of them are cyan robes. Each of them was twenty years old, with a face like crown jade and sword eyebrows, and he was born with a good look. His son Song Qingshu is also very handsome. The two walked in front, and immediately made people feel sorrowful.

Seeing that person was humbly talking with Qingshu, Qingshu laughed aloud, obviously was very destined, and Song Yuanqiao suddenly became very interested in this person.

Recently, Song Qingshu first introduced, “Brother Oshi, this is the father.”

“Shaolin Lu Yuan has seen the heroes of Song”, Lu Yuan moved forward to give courtesy.

Song Yuanqiao was shocked and almost blurted out and said, “You are Lu Yuan!” Seeing that the young man was only twenty, maybe he just went out to go to the rivers and lakes to experience, how could there be those messy rumors, the news on the rivers and lakes is really not credible. Song Yuanqiao was famous, and at this time, he nodded and said, “Speak inside, Qingshu, and invite you Uncle Mo.”

Song Yuanqiao thinks that Mo Shenggu and Lu Yuan are as old as they should be, and there should be some topics to talk about. This kind of famous disciple first came out of the rivers and lakes, and it was the proper meaning to visit the various gates, but it would be too solemn to feel uncomfortable. As for his report, visiting Master Zhang Sanfeng was just a child’s worship. On the rivers and lakes, who does n’t want to see Master? Let the tea sit down and greet a few words, and just leave Mo Shenggu to leave.

Looked up inadvertently, but when he saw the “Hui An” monk standing behind Lu Yuan, he couldn’t help but be surprised. What a martial art! The “Hui An” monk was elegant and gentle, like a scholar, more than a monk. When standing quietly behind Lu Yuan, he held a long cloth bag in his arms, and the spirit and spirit almost converged, just like ordinary people. This kind of state is not inferior to yourself, and it is not inferior. Sober now.

“I don’t know Lu … Why do the lay people come to Wudang?”

“Song Hero, please see.” Lu Yuan gestured, Hui An stepped forward and placed the long parcel on the case in front of Song Yuanqiao. When the monk took it, it was no different from a normal parcel. As soon as I let it down, the case was squeaked, and the contents of the package were obviously heavy.

Song Yuanqiao unwrapped the package and saw the **** sword placed inside, couldn’t help but panic. “This is the Dragon Sword! Order the Dragon Sword in the world!”

Zhang Laodao was holding Zhang Wuji to see the statue in the back hall, heard Song Yuanqiao’s exclaimation, and raised his head to take a look. Zhang Laodao traveled the world when he was young, and was known as the “sloppy Taoist”. He was not a solemn person. It ’s just that I ’m older now, all around me, of course, with a solemn look. I am quite casual in private.

He was attracted by Lu Yuan. I saw Lu Yuan surrounded by a faint gang, surrounded by electricity, sitting in the bedroom and rising in yang, which was the precursor of pure Yang’s inner power to break through the dragon and tiger levels! How similar this scene is to Master Jueyuan’s image! Lao Dao was overjoyed and pulled Zhang Wuji out. UU reading www.uukanshu.com did not look at the Dragon Sword, but walked straight to Lu Yuan and asked, “Are you practicing Shaolin Jiuyang Gong?”

“See Zhang Zhenren”, Lu Yuan saw Zhang Sanfeng coming out and hurriedly saluted with Hui An.

The old Tao just waved his hand and said again, “You are practicing the Shaolin Jiuyang Gong ?!” Mo Shenggu, who just entered the door, faced Song Yuanqiao, who was the Tu Longdao, and Yu Daiyan passing by. When they heard it, they were all stunned and immediately delighted. Over here.

“Exactly.” This is Lu Yuan answering.

“It’s really Shaolin Jiuyang, you have to be saved!” This is the joy of Brother Song Yuanqiao.

“I don’t want Shaolin to rescue! Shaolin monk killed my mother!” This was Zhang Wuji’s refusal.

“Wuji! You are Wuji!” This is Hui An, which is Xie Xun’s inquiry.

“Quiet!” This is … Zhang Laodao’s voice. It’s just like talking normally, but there are dozens of big gong bells inside, and the hall is buzzing.

Everyone was quiet. But he saw Zhang Wuji’s cold face, and his face was blue, and he fainted directly in Zhang Sanfeng’s arms.

Zhang Laodao didn’t have much time to say, immediately hugged Zhang Wuji and started to exercise his power to expel cold poison. At this time, the cold poison on Zhang Wuji’s body can be removed, and the remaining tangles are in the meridians. Where can he be removed? Zhang Laodao was losing his way. Suddenly, he stretched out a hand and drew a arc of mysterious mystery and pressed it against Zhang Wuji’s chest. Whether it is Song Yuanqiao and Mo Shenggu who are paying attention, or Zhang Sanfeng who is holding Zhang Wuji Dantian, he has no time to stop it!

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