Besides the matter of Xie Xun, the golden lion king, Zhang Zhenren hated Mingjiao even more.

Hearing Murong Bai say such a secret at this time, he immediately sighed again and again, and hated Mingjiao by two points.

But only one side, Zhang Wuji, thought to himself that his adoptive father had done so many evil things in his early years. Thinking about it this way, what right did he have to hate the Kunlun faction and other people in the world.

Murong Bai secretly glanced at Xiao Zhang, whose eyes had changed, he pretended to sigh, and then continued, "Although Yang Xiao is the left envoy of the Ming Cult, he is not the leader of the Ming Cult after all, and he is too close to me." Master was only in his twenties or thirties when he fought, so how can we, the Kunlun Sect, pass on such a scandal to our comrades in the world?"

"Shortly after Grand Master died, one of my uncles wanted to seek revenge on the Bright Summit of the Mingjiao General Altar, but he happened to meet that golden-haired lion king Xie Xun on the way, and was defeated by Xie Xun in the end. "

Murong Bai shook his head, and said sadly, "As for my uncle, I have the best relationship with my master, like a father and a brother. My master was often taken care of by him when he was learning art on the mountain when he was young, so this teacher After Bo's death, Xie Xun's name was added to the list of enemies in my master's heart."

"What's more, Xie Xun also killed several grand master uncles in my sect, he really has a deep hatred..."

Hearing this, both Master Zhang and classmate Xiao Zhang have actually forgiven the Kunlun faction who went to Wudang Mountain that day.

They judge others by themselves, if Zhang Zhenzhen and Song Yuanqiao both died at the hands of Mingjiao, would the rest of the Wudang disciples go crazy because of this?

Murong Bai exhausted his lips and tongue, and finally wiped his master's ass clean, which made him very tired.

But my own story can't end there, at least there should be an end.

So Murong Baiqiang cheered up, and continued to speak to Zhang Zhenzhen and Xiao Zhang, "So when I heard that Xie Xun had disappeared for more than ten years, my master couldn't help it anymore, and led a few My brother went to Wudang Mountain, but he didn’t want such a tragedy to happen. My master felt guilty after returning to the mountain, and felt that he also had a role in forcing heroes like Zhang Wuxia and his wife to death, but he never wanted to ask Xie Xun for revenge. ..."

After a long talk, all three of them sighed.

Zhenren Zhang shook his head sadly, and said, "So that's the case."

Zhang Wuji apologized to Murong Bai with some embarrassment, "Brother Zhao, I...I misunderstood you."

Seeing that the story he told had such an obvious effect, Murong Bai secretly smiled inwardly, but he still maintained the same seriousness on his face.

"Master Zhang, Brother Wuji."

With a serious look on his face, he said to Zhang Zhenren and Xiao Zhang in a deep voice, "I told this matter today, not in the hope that Brother Wuji would forgive my master."

"It's just that I thought, if I say this after waiting for brother Wuji to heal the cold poison, it will undoubtedly be a bit of repayment, so that I can explain this matter in advance, and hope that Master Zhang and Brother Wuji can do it. I understand the stupid things my master did in a fit of anger..."

Once the words are spoken, the follow-up matters will be very easy to talk about.

But because of this long talk, when the three of them came back to their senses, it was already dark outside.

Zhou Zhiruo had already helped the boatman prepare some simple meals, and seeing that their conversation was over, she brought them over.

Although it was just some simple porridge and rice, but because Zhang Wuji had seen the dawn of life, Zhang Wuji drank two small bowls of porridge under the feeding of Zhang Zhenren, which made Zhang Zhenren very pleased.

He smiled and said to Murong Bai, if on weekdays, his Wuji kid can't even eat half a bowl of porridge and rice, today he is really refreshed on happy occasions.

Chang Yuchun, who just woke up and drank a bowl of rice porridge under Zhou Zhiruo's service, couldn't help being surprised, and asked what was the reason behind this.

Zhou Zhiruo also thought about it, and turned her attention to Zhang Wuji.

But what made her feel strange was that even at such an advanced age, Zhang Wuji still wanted Daoist Zhang to feed and eat, but he was so shameless.

Master Zhang heard about it, and told everyone about Zhang Wuji's cold poison, and then said that the inner strength practiced by Murong Bai was just right for Zhang Wuji, and it could get rid of Zhang Wuji's cold poison and save his life.

After dinner, everyone chatted for a while and then went back to rest. At about two o'clock, the ferry finally arrived at a town.

Afraid of being troubled by the Yuan soldiers in the town, the boatman parked the boat far away on the river beach one mile away from the pier, and then got off the boat alone after dawn to buy some meat, food, wine and vegetables.

With the money Murong Bai gave him, he was able to buy a complete set of chickens, ducks, fish, melons, fruits and vegetables.

The boatman's craftsmanship is not bad, he used these things to stir-fry several dishes in a row, and the small table in the cabin was full of a large table.

After a whole night of rest, Chang Yuchun had recovered a little bit of energy, so the five people in the cabin sat around the small table to eat, and there was an indescribable warmth and harmony.

Chang Yuchun has a bold personality and is even more loyal and passionate.

Zhang Zhenren couldn't bear him to fall into the demon sect, and even took the initiative to propose during the meeting that he wanted to cross him into the Wudang gate, and let his great apprentice Song Yuanqiao accept him as a personal disciple.

In the future, walking the world as a disciple of Wudang's three generations will not make others look down on him.

But Chang Yuchun was unwilling to agree no matter what, and he could only let it go in the end, which made Zhenren Zhang sigh and was unwilling to say anything more.

It was Murong Bai who chatted a lot with Chang Yuchun, and even more outspokenly asked him about the whereabouts of Mr. Cold Face in front of Master Zhang.

"So that Zhaoye jade lion was given to Mr. Leng Qian by Brother Zhao?!"

"After the defeat, Mr. Cold Face and Monk Peng did not go with me. Everyone dispersed to break through. It's a pity that the good horse died under the arrows of the court officers and soldiers..."

Chapter 130 Nine Yangs Dispelling Cold Poison

Chapter 130

Knowing that that cold-faced gentleman also escaped safely from the battlefield, Murong Bai felt much relieved.

As for the BMW that unfortunately died in the battle, it was nothing compared to the safety of my friend.

After eating, everyone went to the bank and dug two big pits, and buried the remains of Zhou Ziwang's son and Zhou Zhiruo's father.

Everyone worshiped in front of the grave for a while, especially the little girl Zhou Zhiruo who almost cried to tears.

Murong Bai comforted her for a while, and Zhang Wuji made funny faces at the side, Zhou Zhiruo's mood finally stabilized.

But perhaps because he spent too much time walking around outside, and spent too much time making Sister Zhiruo laugh, the cold poison on Zhang Wuji's body suddenly exploded at this time.

Immediately, Zhenren Zhang's complexion changed drastically, he hastily embraced Zhang Wuji, and sent an incomparably pure Yang Qi into his body.

At the same time, he signaled to Murong Bai, and the two of them immediately performed lightness kung fu and rushed back to the ferry.

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