A week later, Sima Zhen, Zhao Zhou and Lan Tian returned to Tianlong Mountain. The news they brought was that the masters of the Xiliang Prefecture branch were indeed injured by the Five Poison Palms of the Yangdi Palace of the Sun God Sect, because several people inspected all the Among the corpses of dead helm masters, it was found that many of the corpses had turned black. Even if someone wanted to blame Yang Di Palace, it was impossible to beat the person like this.
"Now, all we have to do is to post hero posts widely, go to Shouyang Mountain, and destroy the Sun God Cult." After hearing this, Sima Zhen was listening to Sima Zhen in the meeting hall telling about Kong Lingyuan whom he saw during his trip to Liangzhou Branch. I couldn't bear it any longer.
Yang Rourou sat on the throne, looking at the people in the hall, not in a hurry to speak. He was thinking about what to do next. She knew that the Sun God Sect was too powerful, and blind actions might lead to big losses.
"Yang Di Palace is the second protector of the Sun God Sect. His martial arts are so powerful. Yang Tiangong is the great protector. I don't know if there are any more vicious evil arts. Do we have any masters who can deal with the two of them?" Zhao Zhou's words aroused everyone's discussion. .
"Think about it again, everyone. Until now, we have never seen the leader of the Sun God Cult, the Shadowless Man. Even the Sun God Cult believers who were caught secretly to Tianlong Mountain to inquire about information many years ago have not seen it. What does the Shadowless Man look like, let alone his martial arts." As soon as Sima Zhen finished speaking, everyone started talking more loudly. Obviously, everyone agreed with their ideas.
"However, this revenge must be avenged, and the matter of Bai Shaofeng of Duanteng Gorge who robbed our North Youzhou branch's escorts and killed more than ten of my brothers three years ago must be investigated and brought to light." Kong Ling Yuan looked very excited.
After Kong Lingyuan finished speaking, the meeting hall suddenly became quiet. Everyone looked at Yang Rourou, waiting for her to speak.
"These two matters are indeed a bit tricky. Let me think about it again. Let's stop here for today and let's discuss it another day!" After Yang Rourou finished speaking, she stood up and slowly left the meeting hall through the side door.
"Brother Zhu Yu, what do you think we should do? Should we fight against the Sun God Cult?" Zhang Bei caught up with Zhu Yu after coming out of the meeting hall.
Zhu Yu turned around, looked at Zhang Bei, and said: "Revenge must be retaliated, not to mention the Sun God Sect of Shouyang Mountain and the Feilong Sect of Duantengxia. Can handle them."
"But when will this wait? We can't keep waiting like this!" What Zhang Bei said actually made Zhu Yu feel helpless.
"By the way, Beibei, it's been seven days, how are your parents?" Zhu Yu asked Zhang Bei with concern.
"What's the matter with your parents? Don't think you're great because you secretly learned some Shaolin Kung Fu. Beibei, don't pay attention to this wild child with no father or mother." I don't know when Zhao Li came. Behind the two, the conversation between the two was heard.
In the past few days, Zhao Li seemed to have eaten dynamite and was always sarcastic towards Zhu Yu. However, Zhu Yu grew up in a temple and was immersed in it. Although he had not practiced Buddhism, he was quiet in his heart and was not annoyed or angry with Zhao Li.
"Beibei's parents were seriously injured. If they don't recover well, there will be sequelae, so they must take good care of themselves in the past few days." Zhu Yu said calmly.
"Of course. Look, what have I prepared?" Seeing that Zhu Yu didn't express his anger, Zhao Li seemed a little embarrassed and changed his face.
"What is that?" Zhang Bei asked doubtfully.
"This is the best wild ginseng. My father brought it back from Changbai Mountain ten years ago. He has been reluctant to eat it. This time, it can help your parents to replenish their health." Zhao Li said, holding the ginseng in his hand. A red cloth bag was held exaggeratedly high above his head.
"Hey, Mr. Zhao, why did you steal your father's treasure to please Beibei?" Lan Ling'er saw the three of them from a distance and walked over. She happened to hear what Zhao Li said, so she said harshly.
"No, no, my mother asked me to send it here. I won't steal anything, Beibei, take it." Zhao Li handed the ginseng to Zhang Bei.
"Thank you, Brother Zhao Li, and thank Aunt Yunshan for me!" Zhang Bei also disliked Zhao Li a little, but since it was Yunshan, the fourth protector, who asked Zhao Li to send it, Zhang Bei couldn't refuse and took the ginseng.
"By the way, Zhu Yu, the ginseng needs to be cooked with pheasants. Let's catch some pheasants." Lan Ling'er always has many ideas.
"Yes! Let's go quickly. A few days ago, I saw seven or eight pheasants foraging on the east hillside. Let's go look for them!" After Zhu Yu finished speaking, he raised his breath and jumped five or six feet towards the east hillside. As soon as he landed, he picked up his energy and jumped forward five or six feet.
When Lan Ling'er saw Zhu Yu flying out, not to be outdone, she also raised her spirits and followed Zhu Yu.
"Wait for me, I'll go too!" When Zhao Li saw Zhu Yu and Lan Ling'er leaving, he knew it would be boring to stay, so he shouted to the two of them to wait for him, but when he looked up, they were gone, so he used ten levels of internal power. , raised his qi and flew away in the direction where the two left.
Seeing the three people leaving, Zhang Bei took the ginseng wrapped in red cloth and returned to her house. She went into the room first and saw her parents lying on the bed. Then she went to the kitchen, opened the red cloth, took out the ginseng, put it on the chopping board, and used the knife handle to Divide the ginseng into more than ten parts, wrap them in paper, scoop out more than ten ladles of water from the vat and pour it into the pot. Put the firewood into the stove and light it. Waiting for Zhu Yu and the others to catch the pheasant, they can light the stove fire and stew the pheasant. The ginseng soup was served, but Zhang Bei waited and waited, but no three people came back, so he went back to his room to rest.
However, Lan Ling'er, Zhu Yu, and Zhao Li came to the southern slope and looked down the slope. They saw a lush forest extending into the valley. Listening carefully, they could hear the faint sound of birds chirping from the forest. .
"Let's listen here first to see if there are any pheasants crowing." When Zhu Yu was at Zhengxu Zen Temple in Lion Mountain, he went to the surrounding mountains and forests every day to cut firewood, collect mushrooms, and dig out bird's nests. He could recognize the calls of various birds. Voice.
Zhu Yu listened for a while, but did not hear the cries of pheasants, so he had to say: "The pheasants are all looking for food now. Let's go to the woods to look for them."
Zhu Yu took the lead, followed by Lan Ling'er and Zhao Li, and the three of them carefully walked into the trees. However, the three of them walked in the forest from the top of the slope to the foot of the slope, but they did not find a single pheasant.
There is a small river in front of it. The water is crystal clear. There are many large and strange-shaped stones carved by the river on the riverside. The stones are covered with all kinds of weeds.
There was a distance of three or four miles from Potou to the river valley. After walking through thorns and thorns all the way down, the three of them felt a little tired, so they each found a flat stone by the river to sit down and rest.
But as soon as he sat down, Zhu Yu suddenly jumped up. He signaled Lan Ling'er and Zhao Li not to talk, pointed to a dense setaria not far away, and then tiptoed towards the setaria bush.
Only then did Lan Ling'er and Zhao Li hear intermittent cooing sounds coming from the grass. They were delighted and hurriedly followed Zhu Yu and cautiously touched the dog's tail grass not far away.
Just when Zhu Yu was less than ten feet away from the grass, the cooing stopped suddenly, and four or five fat pheasants flew out from the grass.
Zhu Yu was already prepared. When he saw the pheasants flying out, he leaned forward and used the flower-twisting fingering technique. He stretched out his hands, one to the left and the other to the right, and caught a pheasant on each side. Not to be outdone, Lan Ling'er also rushed forward and caught a pheasant using the same fingering technique. Zhao Li was behind Lan Ling'er and saw a pheasant flying out. He leaned forward and stretched out his right hand to grab a pheasant. Unfortunately, he missed a handful and grabbed a handful of pheasant feathers, but the pheasant struggled to fly away.
"Senior Brother Zhao Li, you can't catch a chicken without getting a handful of feathers!" Seeing Zhao Li's embarrassed look, Lan Ling'er joked.
"Junior sister Lan is laughing at me. I just have poor skills and bad luck. One day, I will become the best in the world in martial arts." Zhao Li spread his hands, helplessly looked at the pheasant feathers in his hands, and said with a bitter smile.
"Number one in the world? Senior brother Zhao Li, I also want to be the number one in the world. Can you teach me how to do it?" Lan Ling'er was interested in bickering with Zhao Li.
"I believe there will be this opportunity. By then, Junior Sister will definitely look at me differently." Zhao Li gritted his teeth. As he spoke, he gave Zhu Yu a sharp look.
"Which junior sister are you referring to?" Lan Ling'er refused.
Zhao Li did not answer, but looked up at the sky. Between the cliffs that shot straight into the sky, a small piece of blue sky was revealed, and a white cloud was moving slowly, not knowing where it was going.
When night was about to fall, Zhu Yu, Lan Ling'er, Zhang Bei and Zhao Li had stewed three pheasants with ginseng and gave them to Hua Guzi and Zhang Shun. The two were very grateful. Hua Guzi said to them: "In the blink of an eye, you have all grown up, and the future success or failure of the Tianlong Sect depends on you."
"Master Hua, Senior Brother Zhang, are you feeling better today?" Zhu Yu, Lan Ling'er and Zhao Li were preparing to say goodbye and leave in Aunt Hua and Zhang Shun's bedroom when Yang Rourou opened the door and came in.
"Brother Zhang and I have both felt much better in the past few days." Hua Guzi said as she struggled to sit up and was pulled by Yang Rourou: "Master Hua, it's better if you feel better. There's no need to be formal. Just lie down and recuperate. important."
Yang Rourou helped the flower girl lie down, and said something to the two of them. Then she turned to Zhu Yu and Lan Ling'er and said, "Zhu Yu, Lan Ling'er, Zhao Li, you also go back and have a good rest. Come to the meeting hall early tomorrow morning. I will Let’s discuss something.”
