Reincarnation of Wuzhitianjing

Chapter 395 Zhang Wuji Talks About Cause and Effect
Chapter 141 Zhang Wuji Talks About Cause and Effect

"Boom!" Amidst the muffled sound, Zong Weixia flew upside down several feet away before barely gaining a foothold; on the other hand, Xie Wuji stood still on the spot.Just from this blow, it is not difficult to see that Zhang Wuji's internal strength is strong, and he will definitely win more than Zong Weixia.

Apart from the Wudang Sect and Emei Sect, as well as Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao, Peng Yingyu, Yang Buhui and a few other people present, few people recognized Zhang Wuji, but they were all amazed that he had such strong inner strength at such a young age. .

"Wuji?" Seeing that it was his grandson who rescued him, Yin Tianzheng recovered a little.

"Grandpa, it's me. I'll help you to rest over there first..." Xie Wuji responded softly, carefully supporting Yin Tianzheng, and sending him back to the Ming Cult camp.

At this time, Zong Weixia also came back to his senses, and said angrily: "Where did you get the little baby, how dare you help the monsters of the Demon Sect? Could it be that you are also a little devil boy of the Demon Sect?" One of them, now being repelled by a brat, he couldn't help feeling ashamed and annoyed.

"Wuji..." Song Yuanqiao and the others hurried forward and asked with concern, "Are you okay? They didn't make things difficult for you, did they?" First, after Zhang Wuji was taken away by Wei Yixiao, they were really worried all the time, for fear of Zhang Wuji What happened, they really didn't know how to explain to Zhang Cuishan and his wife when they went back; secondly, they were afraid that people from the Six Sects like Zong Weixia would misunderstand and hurt Zhang Wuji with indiscriminate attacks.

Zhang Wuji hurriedly said: "Masters and uncles, don't worry, the child is fine, King Wei Bat didn't make things difficult for me..."

"Song Daxia, what's going on? Don't you want to explain to the heroes of the world?" Before Zhang Wuji could finish speaking, Zong Weixia's eccentric words sounded.

Song Yuanqiao's eyes flickered slightly, and he clasped his fists to the people of the six sects, and then said solemnly: "Wuji is a disciple of my Wudang sect, and also the son of my fifth younger brother Zhang Cuishan. Senior Yin is his grandfather, and it is only natural for my grandson to save my grandfather." For the matter, please forgive me, fellow martial artists."

"At the end of the day, it's because your Wudang faction is lax in discipline and has no clear ties to the members of the Demon Cult..." Suddenly, someone from the Huashan faction camp yelled, his tone full of disdain and sarcasm.But it was because Xie Wuji unscrupulously decapitated their leader Xian Yutong in front of the Huashan faction that day, which made many people in the Huashan faction even angered by the Wudang faction.

"Friends of the Huashan faction, please be careful with your words!" Mo Shenggu stepped forward, glaring at the Huashan faction, his eyes were burning and awe-inspiring.Even the faces of Song Yuanqiao and the others became less pretty.

"It's what it is. I can do it myself. Why don't people say it..." The Huashan sect member who spoke was not to be outdone, and retorted. When he wanted to say something more, he was pulled back by his fellow disciples. Reluctantly, he swallowed the words that came to his lips.

"Hmph!" Mo Shenggu snorted angrily, although he was very angry, but he also knew that it was not appropriate to turn against the Huashan faction in public, so he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.Just looking at the Huashan faction's eyes, it was very sharp and cold.

"Amitabha." Seeing the stalemate in the atmosphere, Kong Zhigao uttered the Buddha's name and advised: "Since there is a reason for the incident, we can understand it. However, Song Daxia, please restrain this little benefactor and don't let him It ruined our righteous act of exterminating demons and defending morality."

"You speak so well as Master Kongzhi?" However, before Song Yuanqiao could answer, Zhang Wuji spoke first, looking directly at Kongzhi.

Kong Zhi was slightly taken aback, not knowing what Zhang Wuji meant, but he clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha is just a poor monk, what advice does the little benefactor have?"

Zhang Wuji said solemnly: "This junior wants to ask Master, is there really Yuan Yuan in your temple?"

Kong Zhi was even more puzzled, and asked back: "The little benefactor asked the poor monk why the teacher and nephew did it?"

"The evil thief 'Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand' Cheng Kun wholeheartedly provoked discord between the six major sects and the Mingjiao, and then turned to Shaolin sect, and his dharma name is Yuanzhen." Xie Wuji said in a deep voice: "Last night, he sneaked into the Mingjiao hall and personally confronted the Mingjiao. Mr. Yang Xiao, Wei Bawang and Wu Sanren have all heard this matter from everyone. It is absolutely true. If the younger generation makes half a false statement, it is a generation that is inferior to pigs and dogs, and everyone in the martial arts despises it. Please also pay attention to it. ..."

Zhang Wuji's words can be said to be sonorous and forceful, and what's more, he swore a heavy oath, so everyone present couldn't help being suspicious and moved.You know, in martial arts, making an oath in public is not a child's play, even those evil spirits and heretics would not easily dare to violate the oath.

However, these words fell into the ears of Shaolin Temple, but every sentence was heartbreaking.Immediately, in the camp of Shaolin Temple, a majestic gray-robed monk strode out and said angrily: "Little benefactor Zhang, why are you talking nonsense and slandering my Shaolin sect? How can I, Shaolin Qingyu, be able to do this in front of the heroes of the world?" Allow you to slander casually?" This monk is one of the four great monks in Shaolin.

Although Zhang Wuji didn't recognize emptiness, he still bowed and gave a slight salute before saying seriously: "Master, don't get angry, right and wrong, you might as well invite Yuan Zhen out, junior, and I will confront you face to face, and then I will know the truth of what this junior said."

Unexpectedly, upon hearing Zhang Wuji's words, Kong Xing's expression became even more gloomy, and he said angrily, "Nephew Yuan Zhen is the disciple of brother Kong Jian, a poor monk. One step outside the temple gate, how could it be Cheng Kun, the 'Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand'? What's more, Master Yuanzhen's nephew had exhausted his efforts to fight against the evildoers of the Demon Sect, and he passed away. You slander?"

"This..." Hearing these words, Zhang Wuji felt confused. He really didn't expect Cheng Kun to die like this. He couldn't believe it, and murmured unconsciously: "He really died... "

"Hmph!" Kongxing snorted angrily, raised his hand and pointed at the pile of monk corpses not far away, and said loudly: "If you don't believe me, little benefactor Zhang, you can go and see for yourself."

Zhang Wuji was also polite, and walked a few steps to the pile of monk corpses, but saw a corpse with sunken cheeks and raised eyes, it was the Cheng Kun he had seen earlier.Immediately, he leaned over to sniff his breath, the muscles on his face where the tentacles were located were cold, obviously he had been dead for a long time.

"Evil thief! You have done a lot of evil all your life, and today is what you don't want to do. It really is a cycle of karma, and the retribution is not good, hahaha..." Thinking of the miserable second half of his adoptive father Xie Xun's life, it was all caused by this success. Finally awarded the head, Zhang Wuji couldn't help laughing up to the sky.

This laughter, half laughing but not laughing, half crying but not crying, not only the pleasure of getting revenge, but also the regret and resentment of not being able to kill the enemy with one's own hands...

(End of this chapter)