The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

On the bank of the Han River, the boat reached the middle stream. Song Xing and Zhang Sanfeng were sitting on the bow. The waves of the Han River were surging and the small ferry was rocking. Zhang Sanfeng's heart was filled with thoughts like waves.

It had been two days since the strange things surrounded the temple. Zhang Sanfeng tried his best that day, but he still couldn't break through the short steps at the bottom of Shaoshi Mountain and couldn't get into the Shaolin Temple.

In the end, they watched the Shaolin Temple disappear without a trace before their eyes. The entire temple was probably in danger.

What made Zhang Sanfeng even more horrified was that Zhenwu Jian told him that the strange thing on the top of the mountain was clearly controlled by someone.

Someone manipulated the monster and destroyed the Shaolin Temple!

Such news surprised Zhang Sanfeng.

After Song Xing's preliminary testing, he concluded that the strange thing on the top of the mountain was suspected to be the Yitian Sword, which surprised him even more.

Back on Wudang Mountain, when the Yitian Sword suddenly awakened to kill Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu, it showed its extremely strong spatial ability.

The Dragon-Slaying Sword's ability is related to time, and the Yitian Sword's ability is related to space, which surprised Song Xing.

But the mysterious power displayed by the Yitian Sword back then was far less powerful than the one in the Shaolin Temple at the moment.

Zhang Sanfeng was surprised that the Yitian Sword should be in the Wudang Zixiao Palace, so why did it appear in the Shaolin Temple?
Song Xing had some speculation in his mind, suspecting that Yuan Ting was behind the scenes.

After all, in the Wudang Mountains before, the two elders Xuan Ming came to Wudang Mountain strangely.

At that time, Gu Hongzi of the Emei Sect held the Yitian Sword to challenge Yang Xiao, the left envoy of the Ming Dynasty. However, Gu Hongzi was defeated and died. The Yitian Sword fell into the hands of the court and was kept by Ruyang King Chahan Temuer. Later, Miejie learned about Yitian. After finding out the whereabouts of the sword, go to Ruyang Palace to retrieve the Yitian Sword.

In this era where weird things are rampant, Song Xing would not be surprised if Yuan Ting seized or copied the Yitian Sword by some means.

However, Zhang Sanfeng was worried about the safety of Wudang, so he decided to speed up his trip and rush back to Wudang regardless of his worries.

While I was busy with my thoughts, I suddenly heard a loud voice from the river: "Stop the boat quickly and hand over the child obediently. Buddha will spare your life. Otherwise, don't blame him for being ruthless."

The sound came through the waves and was clear to human ears. It was obvious that the person calling was not weak in internal strength.

Although the man had a bad tone, when Zhang Sanfeng heard the word Buddha, he couldn't help but perked up and looked up.

I saw two river boats coming by like flying boats. When I looked closely, I saw a big man with a beard sitting on a small boat in front, rowing rapidly with both hands. There were two children, a boy and a girl, sitting in the cabin.

The boat behind is larger, and there are four foreign monks and seven or eight Mongolian military officers standing in the boat.

The big man with the beard was very strong. With one move of his oars, the boat rushed forward more than ten feet. However, there were many people on board behind him, so the two boats were getting closer and closer to each other.

After a while, all the military officers and fan monks bent their bows and set up arrows, and shot at the big man.

But when the arrows were heard whining through the air, the big man rowed the boat with his left hand and raised the wooden oar with his right hand. He deflected and shot down the arrows one by one with swift and neat techniques.

But arrows rained down like rain, and even though the big man was not weak in martial arts, he could not block all the arrows.

Suddenly there was a scream of "ah", and the boy in the boat was hit by an arrow in his vest.

The big man with the beard was frightened. When he leaned over to look, he was struck by arrows one after another on his shoulder and back. The wooden oar in his hand was uncertain and fell into the middle of the river. He did not move when he boarded the boat.

The big boat caught up behind them instantly, and seven or eight Mongolian military attachés and monks jumped on the small boat. The bearded man was unyielding, punching and kicking, and struggling to resist.

"It's the Mongols, I'm going to save them!"

Seeing that the big man was about to die in the hands of the pursuers, Song Xing said something, tapped his foot on the bow of the boat, and already crossed a distance of tens of feet, and struck the Mongolian soldiers with a palm in the air.

The two Mongolian military attachés shot two arrows at him, but facing Song Xing's strong palm wind, the two feather arrows flew far away, and then the two were thrown away by the palm wind, and there were two thump, thump sounds. Fell into the river.Song Xing landed on the bow of the ship, grabbed the long knife from the Mongolian soldier in front of him, and with a flash of the sword, all the Mongolian soldiers on the ship were covered.

Several Mongolian military attaches still wanted to resist, but they couldn't even see the blade of the sword clearly, and they were killed one after another.

After killing the Mongolian soldiers on the boat with one move, Song Xing turned to look at the big man next to him.

The big man with the beard was covered in blood, holding the boy in his left hand, with tears in his eyes.

The big Mongolian ship that caught up suddenly started shouting when it saw that Song Xing had killed someone. Arrows were raining down, and it was mixed with half-baked Chinese: "Don't take away the remnants of the Yuanzhou Demon Sect's rebels!"

Song Xing snorted coldly, brushed out his left sleeve, and the air in front of him made a crackling sound. Hundreds of arrows stagnated in the air as if they encountered an iron plate, and then shot back in reverse the next second.

There was a sudden scream on the big ship.

Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Wuji jumped onto the bow of the boat. Hearing the previous shouts of the Mongolian soldiers, he was a little surprised: "Is the Yuanzhou Demon Sect a subordinate of Zhou Ziwang?"

Zhou Ziwang was a big landowner in Yuanzhou. He felt that the Han people were being oppressed politically, and he had always been filled with resentment.

Later, he studied under the great monk Peng Yingyu of Mingjiao, and with the help of Mingjiao's power, he revolted and vowed to overthrow the brutal rule of Meng Yuan.

Zhou Ziwang led more than [-] disciples to rise up, with the word "Buddha" written on their vests. The disciples believed that the word "Buddha" could make them invulnerable. He appointed his master Peng Yingyu as the national master, and appointed his junior brother Kuang Tian as the left and right Pingzhang. The title of the reign is the self-titled "King of Zhou".

The big man said: "Yes, I have my duty and I don't want to take this life anymore."

He was already wounded, and the two arrows on his shoulder and back were not removed, and the arrows were poisonous. In his excitement, he said "Hey" and fell to the cabin board.

Zhang Sanfeng thought to himself: "If I had known that he was a figure in the Demon Cult, I would have ignored this noisy matter. But now that I have reached out, I can't withdraw halfway."

Seeing that Song Xing's kung fu was astonishing and his own side suffered heavy casualties, the Mongol ship did not dare to press any further, so it turned around and rowed away.

Zhang Sanfeng took out the elixir, fed it into the mouth of the bearded man, rowed the boat to the side of the ferry, and helped the man get on the boat.

Looking back, I saw a little girl throwing herself on the male body in the cabin, crying: "Daddy, Daddy!"

Zhang Sanfeng looked at the corpse's attire, thinking it was a boatman operating a boat, and sighed secretly in his heart.

The Mongols ruled the world with cruelty and ruthlessness, and a large number of Han people died under their butcher's knives. Zhang Sanfeng lived for a hundred years. Even though he had seen countless killings, he still couldn't help but feel indignant when things happened.

Now that the boatman is dead, if he leaves this little girl behind, he will probably end up in a very tragic situation.

Out of compassion, Zhang Sanfeng carried the body of the girl and the boy back to the boat.

After getting on the boat and looking at the minor injuries on the boat, Zhang Sanfeng thought to himself: "Wuji has difficulty walking now. If he goes to Laohekou to set up shop, this man is an imperial intruder. I'm afraid it will be difficult to be careful."

He took out three taels of silver and gave it to the boatman, saying: "Brother Boatman, please go eastward with the river, cross the Xianren Ferry, and send us ashore at Taipingdian."

When the boatman saw that he had beaten the Mongolian military attachés to pieces, he was already in awe, not to mention that he had given him so much money. He repeatedly agreed and rowed the boat eastward along the river.

The big man had woken up at this time, knelt down on the deck and kowtowed, and said, "You two saved this little man's life, Chang Yuchun kowtows to you."

Zhang Sanfeng showed no expression, but Song Xing was slightly surprised.

"Chang Yuchun?" (End of this chapter)