The blood of the heavens

Chapter 138 Wudang
"Who are you waiting for?"

"Dare to trespass on Wudang?"

Next to the Jiejian Monument in Wudang Mountain, there are many Wudang disciples guarding it.

Suddenly, he saw a big bald head running towards him with a person on his shoulders. He didn't intend to stop, and immediately shouted loudly!
"Don't you hurry up and get out of the way?"

The person who came was Zhang Yuzhu, and what he was carrying was Zhang Wuji who had been hit by the palm of Xuan Ming.

After Zhang Yuzhu beat off the elder Xuanming, he saw Zhang Wuji lying on the ground trembling constantly.

When he got closer, he knew that there was nothing he could do.

He has no internal strength, so it is impossible to help Zhang Wuji suppress the cold poison in his body.

Since it is to sell favors, if people die, how can they sell favors?
Zhang Yuzhu directly picked up Zhang Wuji, who was in the palm of Xuanming God, and ran all the way.

He tried his best to display the unique skill of walking alone for thousands of miles. This time, Zhang Yuzhu ran really fast.

That is to say, when we reached the foot of Wudang Mountain, the speed slowed down a little.

Looking at these Wudang disciples standing in front of him, Zhang Yuzhu rushed over without the slightest hesitation.

In fact, the cold poison on Zhang Wuji's body could not be delayed.

If you procrastinate, you will surely die.

Following Zhang Yuzhu's loud shout, his body moved, and he had already crossed the gate of Wudang Mountain and ran towards the mountain.

The mountain guard disciples of the Wudang faction saw the whole situation, and thought it was someone who came here to act presumptuously!

Immediately, a secret signal was activated to notify the people in Wudang that someone had broken into the mountain.

"Cuishan, don't worry!"

An old man with white beard and hair looked at the apprentice he hadn't seen for more than ten years, and promised, "I will definitely save Wuji's grandson!"

"No matter who takes Wuji away, he will have to pay the price!"

Having said this, a murderous look flashed in the old man's eyes,
"Even people from Yuan Ting will have to pay the price!"

"Master!"

Looking at Zhang Sanfeng's white hair, Zhang Cuishan couldn't bear it. In fact, Zhang Sanfeng is going to be a hundred years old.

In such an era, a life of seventy is rare since ancient times, and he is about to turn [-], so he still has to worry about it.

But when he thought of his own child, he immediately knelt down on the ground, and Yin Susu at the side did the same.
"Thank you, Master!"

"You are my apprentice, and your son is my grandson," Zhang Sanfeng helped Zhang Cuishan and his wife up, "do you still need to thank me?"

Looking at the tears in the corners of Zhang Cuishan's eyes, "What's the point of crying?"

"With my sloppy Zhang, the sky won't collapse!"

Then, he immediately said to Song Yuanqiao, "Send all Wudang disciples to find out the whereabouts of Wuji's boy!"

"Master," Song Yuanqiao looked at the anxious look of the master, and quickly stood up, "I have already asked the disciples to start searching!"

As for what Lin Shi said about Zhang Yuzhu going to rescue Zhang Wuji, Song Yuanqiao expressed his gratitude.

However, if Zhang Yuzhu can be rescued, Song Yuanqiao feels that there is little hope.

He had already seen it just now, his junior brother Zhang Cuishan was not weaker than himself, and he couldn't save Zhang Wuji in the first place.

And that unknown hero who is known as the sword saint is just doing his best if he thinks about it!

Seeing that Zhang Wuji's affairs were finally arranged, the anxious Zhang Cuishan finally decided to introduce Zhang Sanfeng to his wife.

"Master, this is your apprentice daughter-in-law, Yin Susu," Zhang Cuishan introduced while pointing to Yin Susu.

"Okay, okay!"

Before Zhang Cuishan finished speaking, Zhang Sanfeng applauded loudly, with a little emotion,
"It's good that you get married!"

"But, Master,"

Zhang Cuishan seemed to be hiding something, "She is Susu."

"Someone broke into the mountain!"

Before Zhang Cuishan finished speaking, he heard the urgent shouts of Wudang disciples from outside the main hall!

"Could it be that they think I'm sloppy and can't lift a knife?"

Zhang Sanfeng on the side heard this, a flash of anger flashed in his eyes, before Song Yuanqiao and others could speak, he flew out in a flash,

"First someone came to rob my Wuji disciple, and now someone dares to come to my Wudang Mountain?"

As soon as he left the hall, he saw an unusually tall bald man holding a child surrounded by Wudang's disciples.

"Who is Er?"

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Zhang Sanfeng's eyes, but it was also a bit strange, how could the mountain trespasser still be holding a child?
"What's the matter with my Wudang?"

"I'm looking for Zhang Sanfeng!"

Zhang Yuzhu hugged Zhang Wuji, even if he was surrounded by Wudang disciples, he didn't show the slightest fear, so he explained the reason by the way,
"When I was on the road just now, I met a child who was robbed by someone, and I just chased it back!"

"But, this child is in the palm of the Mysterious God, let me see if Zhang Sanfeng can save his life!"

"Ok?"

When Zhang Sanfeng heard this process, why did he feel a little familiar?
"My child!"

Before Zhang Sanfeng could recover, Yin Susu beside him was already crying out in grief.

They came out after Zhang Sanfeng came out, but they were just a step behind Zhang Sanfeng.

After Yin Susu came out, she recognized Zhang Wuji right away in the arms of that tall and strong man.

"Master," Zhang Cuishan also hurriedly stood up, "This chivalrous man is the one who helped at that time."

"It's the bandit who kidnapped Wuji he went after!"

"Bring Wuji boy into the house!"

Zhang Sanfeng is also an old man, so he didn't understand at this time that the strong man in front of him was holding his Wuji disciple.

Especially when he thought of what Zhang Yuzhu said just now, that Wuji had been hit by Xuanming God's palm, he became anxious.

In fact, he is too aware of the insidiousness of the Xuanming God's Palm.

"it is good!"

Zhang Yuzhu knew in his heart that there was no delay at this time, so he handed Zhang Wuji to Zhang Sanfeng directly, and followed Zhang Sanfeng into the hall.

"It really is the Xuanming Divine Palm!"

Looking at the black palm print on Zhang Wuji's chest and Zhang Wuji's trembling body, Zhang Sanfeng said something in a daze.

He didn't have the heart to greet Zhang Yuzhu anymore, but put his palm on Zhang Wuji's back, and began to help him get rid of the cold poison contained in the Xuanming God's Palm.

"Do not worry!"

Song Yuanqiao on the side looked at Zhang Cuishan and his wife's nervousness, and couldn't help comforting him, "Wuji will be fine!"

This is not what Song Yuanqiao is bragging about, but what all Wudang disciples think.

Zhang Sanfeng's skill can really be said to be astonishing in the past, if Zhang Sanfeng can't save Zhang Wuji, then there is really no way in the world.

In fact, sometimes, I have to say that knowledge is really a good thing.

If Xuanming God's Palm was really as simple as Song Yuanqiao and others thought, the ruin would not be so stressful.

Zhang Cuishan on the side heard Song Yuanqiao's words, put his arms around Yin Susu's shoulder who was crying softly, and nodded nervously.

"Young man, thank you for your help!"

Seeing that Zhang Cuishan and his wife had finally calmed down, Song Yuanqiao hurriedly cupped his hands to thank Zhang Yuzhu.

Anyway, Zhang Yuzhu rescued Zhang Wuji, for Wudang Mountain, it was a big favor.

Just now they have been calling out about Zhang Wuji and put Zhang Yuzhu aside, so they will hurry up and thank you!

"It's just a hands-on effort!"

Zhang Yuzhu waved his hand, and when he entered the hall, Wudang's disciples did not neglect him, and immediately served tea.

He also knew that Zhang Sloppy was saving Zhang Wuji at this time, so he had no time to greet Zhang Yuzhu at all.

Watching Zhang Sanfeng heal Zhang Wuji's injuries, a puff of white smoke gradually rose from his head.

Zhang Yuzhu couldn't help but say something more, "This Xuanming God's Palm is not as simple as you think!"

"Ok?"

The Wudang disciples on the side immediately glared at Zhang Yuzhu.

The meaning of Zhang Yuzhu's words, doesn't that mean that his master/ancestor may not be able to save Zhang Wuji?
Is this looking down on Wudang Patriarch?

Song Yuanqiao at the side saw Zhang Yuzhu's dignified look, and asked with some doubts,
"This young man, is Wuji in a lot of trouble?"

Zhang Yuzhu was also quite puzzled. It stands to reason that Song Yuanqiao should know the Xuanming God's Palm, so why did he show such a dazed look?

"Song Daxia, this is the Xuanming Divine Palm!"

(End of this chapter)