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Chapter 20 In the Palace of Zixiao
In the Zixiao Palace, people from various sects and sects came to "worship birthday" densely, and there were at least a few hundred people roughly.

Wudang is not as rich as Shaolin, and there are too many guests today. The Taoist fire workers can only serve a large bowl of rice for each person, and put some green vegetables and tofu on it, which is considered a banquet.

Fortunately, these people are all here for the Dragon Saber, and no one cares if they eat well or not.All of them were eating their meals with expressionless faces, and from time to time they secretly looked out of the hall door, waiting for the eminent monk of Shaolin Temple who promised to come and take the lead.

After about a quarter of an hour, the guests had all used up their meals one after another, and the Taoist Fireworker took away the bowls and chopsticks.

The eyes of everyone in the banquet flickered, and they couldn't wait to ask the Wudang faction about the whereabouts of Xie Xun and Tulongdao.

Zhang Songxi has always been resourceful and resourceful. Seeing this scene, he took a step forward and was about to speak to squeeze the crowd to prevent them from attacking.

Unexpectedly, a figure suddenly flew in from outside the hall at this time, attracting the attention of everyone present.

The man just borrowed a little strength on two or three beams and pillars respectively, and then he flew into the air and landed on the side of the Seven Heroes of Wudang across a distance of more than ten meters.

This erratic lightness, like a god, really stunned everyone present, and they immediately focused their eyes on it.

"Little Junior Brother!" "Little Junior Brother, where did you go and how did you get here?" The Seven Heroes of Wudang could see the appearance of the person who came, and they all asked.

"Now is not the time to talk about this..." Meng Xiuyuan lifted his sleeves, revealing Zhang Wuji who was in his arms.

"Wuji!" Zhang Cuishan exclaimed in surprise when he saw that he had lost his beloved son for several days.

Hearing his shout, the brothers next to him knew the identity of the child and hurriedly surrounded him.

Meng Xiuyuan did not explain much, but directly hugged Xiao Wuji in front of his master Zhang Sanfeng.

"Master, look..."

After speaking, Meng Xiuyuan undid the clothes on Zhang Wuji's body, revealing the turquoise palm print on his back.

"Xuanming Divine Palm!" Zhang Sanfeng naturally recognized the injury, and hurriedly hugged Zhang Wuji to examine it carefully.

He reached out and touched the palm print, only to feel it was hot like fire, and then touched Xiao Wuji's body and limbs, but felt unusually cold, knowing that the sinister palm force had already penetrated into the child's body meridians.

Such an injury may be irreversible.

Zhang Sanfeng raised his head and looked at the many people in the hall who were eager to try, and then looked at Zhang Wuji, who was in danger in his hands. Rao had cultivated his mind for a hundred years, and he couldn't help but take a long breath, frowning slightly.

"Master, you save the child first. The most important thing is to save his life. We, brothers and sisters, can solve these external matters by ourselves." Meng Xiuyuan met Zhang Sanfeng's eyes and said earnestly.

"Well, that's right. Remember what you said before being a teacher, just stick to your heart and let go."

Zhang Sanfeng made a decisive decision, nodded to Meng Xiuyuan, ignored everyone present, picked up Xiao Wuji and hurriedly walked towards the apse.

"Senior Brother Fifth, you can go too, Wuji needs your father at this time..." Meng Xiuyuan whispered to persuade Zhang Cuishan who was beside him.

"No, what happened today is because of my husband and wife. Now that wolves are around, how can I hide by myself?" Zhang Cuishan shook his head with a deep expression, and he did not agree. Obviously, he had made up his mind.

Seeing this, Meng Xiuyuan stopped persuading, and instead informed the Taoist boy standing next to him, and asked him to inform Yin Susu of the news, so that she, the mother, could take care of the child quickly.

The Seven Heroes of the Wudang faction around him didn't know what happened, why Zhang Cuishan's child was injured so badly, and they all stepped forward to ask Meng Xiuyuan.

Just at this moment, the guests in the hall were already impatient.

Xihuazi of the Kunlun faction stood up first and said loudly:

"Everyone in Wudang Mountain, where is Zhenren Zhang going? We are going up the mountain today, and we still have something to ask him..."

Meng Xiuyuan and others were very angry when they saw him being so unreasonable.

As a senior brother, Song Yuanqiao naturally wanted to speak up, but he was just half a step away when Meng Xiuyuan reached out his hand to stop him.

"Senior brother, do you believe me or not?" Meng Xiuyuan still stared at Xihuazi, turned his body slightly, and whispered to Song Yuanqiao.

"I naturally believe you." Song Yuanqiao replied without hesitation, even though he hadn't figured out what Meng Xiuyuan meant.

"If you believe me, how about leaving all the matters today to me?" Meng Xiu said.

"This... okay. Little Junior Brother, you go.

It's just that although your martial arts are high, you have to be more careful.Remember that the senior brothers are all here, and if there is anything, the eight senior brothers will carry it together. Song Yuanqiao glanced at Meng Xiuyuan in amazement, but did not reject him.

Hearing this, Meng Xiuyuan reassured and took a few steps forward, standing in front of many guests.

He didn't want to wait for others to speak out, and he took the initiative to say loudly to everyone present:
"Everyone has also seen that my Wuji has a tragic incident today. My fifth senior brother, Zhang Wuji, was injured by a traitor. Now his life is dying and he needs urgent treatment. I can't afford to entertain you any longer.

Besides, the banquet is over now, and my master has already accepted the kindness of everyone who came to pray for the birthday. I also ask you to go down the mountain.

Sorry for the lack of courtesy.After the incident, I, Wudang, will definitely send someone to apologize to all the comrades from all sects here. "

After bowing before the soldiers, Meng Xiuyuan finished the scene with a straight face, and bowed to the crowd in front of him, keeping his posture very low.

It's just that since these people have already gone to Wudang Mountain, they have never thought about giving up, how can they be dismissed with good words.

"Humph!" "How can this be done?" "Stop doing this!"

When the people on the opposite side heard the words, there was a commotion, and a few impatient ones stood up to tear their faces.

Meng Xiu Yuan was not surprised when he saw this scene. Before they could speak, his voice turned cold and he said:

"Of course, I know that all of you came to my Wudang Mountain today not only for the purpose of praying for the birthday of the master, but also to know the whereabouts of Xie Xun from the mouths of my fifth senior brothers.

The reason why all of you are up to now, I am afraid you are just waiting for a strong aid who dares to face my Wudang faction.

It doesn't matter, the person you are waiting for has come. "

Seeing that his words were so straightforward and blunt at such a young age, they couldn't save face, and a crowd of people stood up suddenly, wanting to teach Meng Xiuyuan a lesson from this ignorant boy.

It's just that before everyone could get angry, a voice came from outside the door, "Amitabha!"

This Buddha's name is very miraculous, and it can clearly reach everyone's ears, but it sounds like it came from a distance, and it is empty.

And after this Buddha's name, no one appeared for a long time, causing many people present to be unclear.

After a long while, until everyone could not sit still, did they see a few monks approaching the door.On closer inspection, the lineup is amazing.

It was the three Shaolin monks, Kongwen, Kongxing, and Kongzhi, who were all present, with nine monks from Shaolin Temple behind them, all of whom were direct disciples of the three monks.

"This little donor is really good at hearing. He heard the footsteps of me waiting across a few doors. Having such a cultivation level at such a young age really makes me feel ashamed of my old age."

Kong Wen Chengfu was very deep, and when he met, he didn't say anything else, but when he opened his mouth, he praised Meng Xiuyuan.

When everyone in the audience heard the words, they understood what had happened, and couldn't help but be surprised.Thinking back to Meng Xiuyuan's high-level skills when he entered the hall just now, it is difficult to despise him because of his age.

Among them, He Taichong, the head of Kunlun, suffered the most severe impact.

You must know that as the head of the Kunlun School, second only to Shaolin and Wudang, he himself is extremely confident in his martial arts, and the reputation of "Mr. Tieqin" is even more shocking.

But just now, Meng Xiuyuan heard the footsteps of everyone outside the Shaolin Temple, but he didn't hear it.As for Meng Xiuyuan's tawdry Qinggong before, he couldn't do it either.

Although no one knew about this matter, it set off a huge wave in He Taichong's heart.

(End of this chapter)