If Zhang Cuishan could hide forever, how could the people in the Central Plains martial arts community dare to force Zhang Sanfeng to surrender?
Do you really think that being the best in the world can be slapped in the face by others?
Putting aside Zhenwu Dao Zun, just the disciples of Mu Daoren, Chongxu, Ziyang, the Three Great Dongxuan, the Six Heroes of Wudang and the Three Views of Wudang can bring the so-called martial arts heroes to a sad end, but now Zhang Cuishan wants to run away. .
"The fact that Zhang Cuishan dares to show up shows that you are still a man. As long as you reveal the whereabouts of the devil Xie Xun, we will be fine. Otherwise!! Humph!"
Seeing Zhang Cuishan appear, the first person who couldn't help but was Tang Liang, the second elder of the Tang clan.
"Otherwise what? Otherwise you are going to attack my fifth nephew in the Zixiao Palace on Wudang Mountain?" Yang Qingyuan listened to the threats in Tang Liang's words and raised the fist he had just lowered slightly.
"You!" Tang Liang was about to take action when he looked at Kong Zhi, who had failed to gain advantage from Yang Qingyuan, and then looked at Zhang Sanfeng who was sitting on the main seat. Tang Liang chose to be a hero and know the current affairs.
The Tang Sect is not the Shaolin sect, and he, Tang Liang, is not the head of Shaolin's Luohan Hall. He has not lived enough by using force on Wudang Mountain!
When Kong Zhi saw that Tang Liang was frightened by Yang Qingyuan's words, he immediately stepped forward and shouted, "Donor Yang, does he think that relying on the power of Wudang, he can stop the mouth of Youyou in the world? Donor Tang, there is no need to panic. If you have anything to say, you can say it directly. All the martial arts comrades in the world are responsible for it. Support you!"
Kong Zhi, who had just been shocked by Yang Qingyuan's Tai Chi power, jumped out again.
Yang Qingyuan didn't quite understand Shaolin's thoughts at this time. Kong Zhi was just reckless and impulsive, but the scheming Kong Wen allowed Kong Zhi to act like this, so he must have something to rely on.
"Is it the world's martial arts community or the Shaolin sect that supports you?"
A heart-breaking word!
While Yang and Kong were facing each other tit for tat, Yin Susu also took Zhang Wuji into the Zixiao Palace.
"Susu! You and Wuji go back first, I can handle it here." Zhang Cuishan saw his wife and son coming, and immediately stopped the mother and son.
"Fifth brother, why do you and I have to talk about this?" Yin Susu looked at the crowd of martial arts heroes in the Zixiao Palace and knew that this matter would never go well. "Today you and I share life and death!"
As expected, the couple did not follow Yang Qingyuan's arrangements at all. Fortunately, Yang Qingyuan just had a backup plan - he used a pulse-cutting technique to temporarily render the biggest pig teammate Zhang Wuji unable to speak.
Not to mention Zhang Cuishan and his wife, Yang Qingyuan here is shifting the dispute between the two parties to the dispute between Wudang and Shaolin.
"Young man named Yang, you are in this hall, threatening all the heroes in the world, and slapping my Shaolin disciples. Do you really think you can cover the sky with one hand?"
He glanced at Kong Chi with disdain, his vocabulary was poor.
"Monk Kongzhi, your Shaolin disciples here in Zixiao Palace allow your disciples to insult Wudang, and you also force Wudang to hand over the true disciples. Do you really think that Shaolin is the overlord of the martial arts?"
"Amitabha!" Kong Wen, who had been sitting quietly on the side, said, "Donor Yang, there is no need to be angry. Although my junior brother's words are encouraging, he has no disrespect to Wudang and Master Zhang. It's just that today there is an unanswered case to be made against Zhang Wuxia and Wudang. Ask for advice.”
Kong Wen stood up and walked towards Zhang Cuishan, "Zhang Wuxia still remembers the massacre of Jiangnan Longmen Escort Bureau ten years ago. Everyone in the Longmen Escort Bureau was silenced from the head of the Longmen Escort to Du Dajin. Some people said that it was Zhang Wuxia from Wudang who did the killing. Du Dajin He is a lay disciple of my Shaolin family, and I, as a poor monk, should seek an explanation for him."
As the current abbot of Shaolin, Kong Wen's scheming is naturally not comparable to Kong's wisdom. He did not get entangled with Yang Qingyuan on whether Sun Ji insulted Wudang, and started directly from the old case ten years ago.
The murder of one hundred and seventy-three members of the Longmen Escort shocked the world. There were rumors in the world that Wudang Zhang Cuishan was responsible, but this has never been verified.
"Now that we are talking about this matter, Yang will ask the eminent monks of Shaolin Temple for advice!"
"Oh?!" Kong Wen paused slightly, "Donor Yang, please speak."
"Everyone is saying that Du Dajin's family was exterminated because it was unfavorable to escort my third nephew. Is this the rumor in the world?"
"Isn't it because Zhang Wuxia was so angry?" Kong Wen asked coldly.
Yang Qingyuan did not answer, but said without thinking, "I heard that the powerful Vajra Finger is one of the seventy-two unique skills of your sect! It is extremely powerful. I wonder if this is the case?"
Yang Qingyuan's sudden change of topic made Kong Wen a little confused, "The powerful Vajra Finger is indeed a unique skill of our sect, and even among Shaolin disciples there are very few practitioners!"
After hearing this, Yang Qingyuan threw a gold ingot from his sleeve. He heard the cassock fluttering lightly, and the cassock's demon subduing skill came out casually and took the gold ingot.
"This!!?" Kong Wen looked at the gold ingot in his hand and said in surprise, placing it in his hand to confirm again and again.
"Master Kongwen should recognize the mark on this gold ingot!"
"This is a bit like the fingerprint left by my Shaolin Vajra Finger!" Kong Wen was in charge of Shaolin with a deep scheming mind. Although he didn't know what Yang Qingyuan wanted to do, he definitely couldn't let Yang Qingyuan get his wish at this moment.
Then he said something specious, it was a bit like it, but I wasn’t sure if it was true!
"Monks don't lie! Master, do you want to take a closer look?" Yang Qingyuan's face remained calm.
"I feel ashamed to say that I am not as good as Junior Brother Kongxing in the Powerful Vajra Finger. Why don't you let my Junior Brother have a look?"
Kongwen handed the gold ingot in his hand to Kongxing on the side, and also gave Kongxing a wink secretly, you know!
Because Zhang Sanfeng was present, no one dared to use sound transmission.
Kongxing took the gold ingot and took a look at it, "Brother Abbot, this is indeed our sect's powerful Vajra Fingering Technique."
Kong Wen looked at Kong Xing in disbelief, his eyes glazed over for a moment.
Yang Qingyuan on the other side maintained his facial expression with strong perseverance.
It turns out that I’m not the only one who has pig teammates.
As a minister of Dali Temple, Yang Qingyuan has received strict training and will never laugh.
"This is the scene where my nephew Dai Yan was seriously injured. The thief accidentally dropped the gold ingot!"
Then Yang Qingyuan took out a silver plate from his arms.
"This is the fingerprint made by Master Kongzhi just now with his powerful Vajra finger."
Kong Zhi suddenly realized that this was why when his finger force hit Yang Qingyuan just now, it was like hitting gold and iron.
Yang Qingyuan raised the silver plate in his hand high.
"I don't know about this, how can Shaolin explain it?!"
Kong Wen didn't know how to answer for a moment. He could explain with words, and he could disguise himself when he saw someone, but the Vajra fingerprint on this gold ingot couldn't be faked.
Moreover, Kongzhi's attack just now left three fingerprints on the silver plate in Yang Qingyuan's hand, one of which was the same as the fingerprint on the gold ingot.
The fingering strength may be similar, but the fingering methods are not.
This is the mark left by Shaolin’s powerful Vajra Finger.
The main thing is to be anti-guest, and the picture is poor and dagger can be seen.
Of course Yang Qingyuan knew that in the original work, it was Ah San who was the murderer of the King Kong Sect in the Western Regions, who followed Zhao Min, and had nothing to do with Shaolin.
But Yang Qingyuan will not explain to Shaolin. At this moment, he wants to firmly occupy the right name.
Yang Qingyuan's calm voice suddenly became serious, "Could it be that the eminent Shaolin monks conspired with Du Dajin of the Longmen Escort Bureau to do this to my nephew Daiyan?"
"If my nephew, Dai Yan, is not injured, and fights with a master of your sect, and is injured by the power of the Vajra Finger, then it is only because he is not good at learning. Since there will always be casualties in the fight, what is there to say? ? But my third nephew was seriously ill and could not move, but the Shaolin man who took action used the power of the Vajra finger to break off his limbs and forced him to ask him about the whereabouts of the dragon-slaying knife. Shaolin?! Haha!!"
Hehehe, the meaning of ridicule floats on the paper.
"As for the murderous case of Longmen Escort Bureau that you keep talking about, I am the young minister of Dali Temple in the imperial court and am in charge of major criminal cases in the world. Don't I know better than you?"
In order to deal with possible situations at Wudang's birthday banquet, Yang Qingyuan not only entrusted friends to help with the investigation, but also personally went to the Ministry of Justice to retrieve the files.
The case of the Jiangnan Longmen Escort Bureau's extermination of the family not only caused an uproar in the world, but also shocked the country.
At that time, Yuezhou's legal officer, Yuezhou's six-men chief arrest officer, Yuezhou's prison chief, and other officials were all held accountable.
Liu Dufeng, the chief catcher of the Six Doors, even took action personally, but in the end found nothing.
The court's investigation of cases is not as free as in the Jianghu.
In the world, I always think who did it!
When the court solves a case, what matters is the evidence showing who did it!
Yang Qingyuan originally thought that it was Yin Susu who did it, but after looking through the case files, he found that Yin Susu could not have done it himself.
In order to verify this conjecture, Yang Qingyuan specially asked a friend for help.
After meeting Yin Susu, Yang Qingyuan also asked Yin Susu in private, and Yin Susu replied that she did want to destroy the Dajin Manmen in the capital that day, but since the sword-raising conference was about to be held, she had no time to attend to him, so she sent people there.
But before she could get anything in return, she went into exile with Zhang Cuishan and Xie Xun.
It was precisely this that allowed Yang Qingyuan to find out the clues.
Everyone in Zixiao Palace whispered when they heard Yang Qingyuan talking about the case.
Kong Wen's expression changed slightly. He knew that Yang Qingyuan was the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, and in this kind of criminal case, wasn't Dali Temple more convincing than Shaolin?
But in an instant, Kong Wen returned to normal.
Ten years have passed, what was the truth back then? Does it make sense to Shaolin? !
What Shaolin wants is an explanation, and at the same time suppress Wudang.
"Although Mr. Yang is an official of the imperial court, he was born in Wudang after all. I don't dare to believe everything I say."
Kongwen didn't care whether Yang Qingyuan had any evidence, but directly questioned Yang Qingyuan's fairness based on Yang Qingyuan's background.
I have to say that this trick is very effective, and the eyes of the melon-eaters in Zixiao Palace seem to have changed slightly.
Yang Qingyuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "I've known for a long time that you can play this trick, and I've been waiting for you!"
"Master, you don't have to believe what I say, but I also hired someone to investigate this matter and let him tell everyone present what the truth is!"
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At the foot of Wudang Mountain.
A man in red clothes and a ghost mask was facing Wudang, tasting the blood-colored tea in the cup.
"Zhang Sanfeng, I wonder if you are satisfied with my birthday gift!?"
