Chapter 35: The master of the ancestral hall used medicine to plan, and Zuo Zhongfu died to intercede
Xue Zongchang shouted loudly, and Liu Canghai next to him had already understood. He raised the famous sword in his palm and attacked with the "Canglong Fetching Water" move. The white light flashed with sword energy, Zhang Ji stepped aside, and a table in front of him came from the middle. The brush was cut open, but because the three table legs were wedged on the ground by Zhang Ji, it didn't even crack. The scholar and monk Tenzin beside him couldn't help but praise in unison: "What a great swordsmanship!"
Xue Zongchang shouted "Han Tao Palm", raised the sword with his right hand, and swung out with his left palm. Zhang Jili stayed still, raising his palms to meet each other. With a "bang", Xue Zongchang was knocked back several steps and gasped for breath.
After one move, there was only a "pop" sound. The wine jar on Zhang Ji's table actually cracked from the middle, making a squeaking sound. The wine followed the crack in the middle of the table and fell to the ground drop by drop. It kept ringing too.
Only then did Li Dadu realize that Liu Canghai's sword strike was really clever. Not only the table, but also the wine jars on the table were cut off by the sword. This move of "Canglong Fetching Water" was really impressive The three flavors of swordsmanship.
Zhang Ji raised his hand and used two moves from the two great masters today. The old servant next to him looked at his master and saw that he had a solemn look on his face and shook his head.
Xue Zongchang failed with one strike, raised his sword and struck at him, and Liu Canghai's two swords came at him one after the other. Zhang Ji knew how powerful he was, so he kicked off the tables and chairs in the store and jumped into the center of the arena. He dodged a few more while dodging. trick. Liu Canghai couldn't help but become furious during this battle. The two of them tried their best to attack, but the other party actually blocked them with all their moves without even replying. If the other party fought back, how could the two of them still be alive? He jumped out of the circle sideways, swung his sword to pick out the lamp in the store, and suddenly it was dark up and down.
Xue Zongchang's heart lit up when he saw this: I just thought that Liu, except for his fists and feet, had nothing to offer him in trouble, but he turned out to be a bit smart. How long would it take if he didn't leave now? The moves in his hands were fierce and fierce, and he kept an eye on the opportunity, wanting to escape and run away.
It was dark in the room. No matter how high your martial arts skills were, any one of you would be greatly affected by the enemy's attack, and Zhang Ji was no exception. The sword skills of Xue and Liu were so exquisite, and with the darkness all around, Zhang Ji did not dare to be careless. The opponent's sword passed by, and he hurriedly used his strength to meet it, and immediately gained the upper hand.
Liu Canghai felt the opponent's palm power was overwhelming and endless, and he couldn't help but feel regretful: If there was light, he could still move around with his light body skills, but now it was pitch dark, even though he could see the opponent's body shape and moves, but he couldn't help but feel regretful. When attacking the opponent, it is inevitable to be distracted and careful of Xue Zongchang. After a few moves, Zhang Ji's shoulder was swept by Zhang Ji's palm. Thanks to Xue Zongchang's care, the strength was relieved, but he was still in pain.
Suddenly they heard footsteps outside the door, Zhang Ji jumped out of the circle sideways, and stopped at this time. Only then did Xue and Liu realize that there were experts outside the store. At that time, I could only parry, so how could I fight back? There were so many people outside the store at one time, and they were so unnoticed, which showed that everyone who came had extraordinary cultivation.
Suddenly the store lit up again. It turned out that the old servant suddenly turned around and lit the oil lamp.
Xue and Liu looked around, but couldn't see Zhang Ji. They couldn't help being shocked. Even the scribe looked frightened.
Xue Zongchang was so experienced. He looked at the window and was about to escape when he heard a cry of peace outside, followed by several screams and "whoosh" sounds. It was the sound of a strong bow and arrow hitting the wall. My heart suddenly felt happy, and I breathed a sigh of relief slowly, and said to Liu Canghai: "Now you and I can be saved!"
Liu Canghai opened his mouth to ask, but heard a "bang" sound, and the two wooden doors fell inward. The biting cold wind blew in goose feather-like snow flakes, but he saw Zhang Ji holding two men in red and coarse cloth on his arms. People come in.
The sobbing one on the left arm is a little girl. A hair ornament on his right arm was scattered, and he had already collapsed in Zhang Ji's arms. He clasped his arms around Zhang Jixiang and seemed to be sobbing. The strong men on Broadsword Mountain were stunned.
The old beggar was shocked when he saw this. He immediately beat his chest and stamped his feet. He turned around and glared at the master and servant fiercely, and uttered a few words: "You...you actually poisoned me!" Then he said to Zhang Jiyan: "Master Zhang. If you can trust me, the beggar gang, the old beggar is willing to take care of you for the time being."
Li Dadu didn't talk about himself, but he was really anxious for a moment, and even brought up the Beggar Gang, obviously to increase his credibility.
Zhang Ji walked straight to a table next to him. Fan Monk Tenzin brought a chair from somewhere and placed it in front of him. Zhang Ji put down the woman, took off his robe, and covered her. The woman was standing there. It is the "Xuanyi Peacock" of the past.
She screamed and cried: "Xuan'er, he...he..." At this point, she looked at the master and servant again and fainted.
The girl in her arms became bolder at this moment: "Dad, brother let the gang of evil people outside fight away, let's... let's go find him quickly!" Even though Zhang Ji was a man of steel and iron, he had already felt in his heart She softened and said softly: "Yan'er, don't be afraid. With dad here, others won't dare to bully us."
With the sound of armor, ten strong men ran into the doorway. They were wearing black robes and their swords were unsheathed, their swords shining with golden light. They fell down and worshiped at the feet of the scribe. The scribe nodded slightly, and the ten strong men stood up together. They spread out around the scribe.
After a while, the old servant rushed in from outside and said: "Sir, four of them died, all with one palm!"
The scribe's expression changed, and he said to Xue and Liu, "You two haven't come over yet!" His tone was neither negative nor positive. Xue and Liu hurriedly bowed and walked over. Just as they were about to salute, the scribe said again: "No need!" Then he pointed at the old servant and said, "This is the left guardian of our religion. This is the first time you have met." He cupped his fists and bowed his hands in greeting.
Zhang Ji had made a good guess a long time ago, but he was still surprised: these people are really all in the same group! Then he touched the girl's head and said slowly: "Don't be afraid, Yan'er, tell daddy, who is bullying your brother?" The little girl turned around, pointed to the one on the left and said, "That's him, this one It's best to remember the short winter melon, he's the brother he beat!" Zhang Ji glared angrily: The short man couldn't help but shuddered, took half a step back with his sword, and took a stance.
Zhang Ji said to the daughter in his arms: "Don't be afraid, Yan'er. Daddy will give him a good beating right now to vent your anger, okay?" As he spoke, he held his daughter in his arms and came to the dwarf in a flash. He stretched out his hand and there was a Even the scribes couldn't see clearly. Zhang Ji had already returned to his original position, but there was a black scarf on his hand.
The man didn't know how to feel pain. This scene shocked him to the point of fear. If the other party made a killing move, how could he still be alive?
The little girl chuckled. Beggar Li and the others looked carefully and saw that the left half of the short man's face was bulging, and the right eye socket was also black and purple.
The little girl whispered: "Dad, I'm hungry."
Monk Tenzin grabbed half a roasted chicken from the table, tore off the drumsticks and handed it over to her. He stared at her with a smile and bit into her bites. This girl was smart and cute. Although he was a monk, he couldn't help but like her.
After eating, Xiao Ziyan hugged her father's neck and kept her arms shut. Zhang Ji looked at the wind and snow outside, let out a long breath, and said to his daughter in his arms: "It's snowing too much outside, let's wait for the snow." Go find your brother when you stop, okay?" The little girl hummed.
At this stall, Xue Zongchang and Liu Canghai were expected to survive, but they were not happy. They knew clearly that they had angered the tiger in front of them, and they watched helplessly as the old beggar and the monk were on the opposite side. The group of people were thinking about how to form a formation to defend against the enemy later, and no one dared to be the first to step forward to provoke them.
Zhang Ji turned around and handed the girl in his arms to Monk Tenzin. When Monk Tenzin took it over and looked at it, the little girl had already had her acupuncture points tapped and fell asleep.
Zhang Ji bowed down to the two of them and said: "There will inevitably be a fierce battle later, so I would like to ask two seniors to take care of my wife and children for me."
The two people understood and hurriedly helped them up. Li Dadu said: "Others don't know, but I know Zhang Daxia's heroism. Don't worry, as long as I keep calling Hua here, no one will dare to touch them." Monk Denzin also said: "As long as he is a friend of Donor Li, he is definitely not a bad person. Don't worry, Donor, the young monk thinks he still has some strength." He looked at Li Dawei as he spoke, "As long as the two of me are here, they will be safe."
Zhang Ji walked up to Xuanyi Peacock, stretched out his hand to check his pulse, then gritted his teeth and breathed heavier. It turned out that he was indeed poisoned. Then he said to Li Dadu: "Senior is well-informed, can you tell what kind of poison this is?"
When the old beggar was asked this question, he scratched his head and scratched his head for a moment, and the word "this..." popped out of his mouth. He didn't know whether it was because of the rules or because he really didn't know. After all, there was no further explanation.
The scribe loudly said: "This is the soul-chasing pill. Those with weak skills can live for three days, and those with strong skills can live for up to half a month. Unless I have a unique antidote, it will be useless even if I ask the Great Luo Immortal."
Zhang Ji was furious. He had swallowed the soul-chasing pill that day in the Goddess Cave, and it was the method of the "soul-chasing judge". At this moment, he didn't know whether he would live or die. If he was really dead, he would never be able to harm others again. .
When Bai Sandao heard this, he screamed and continued slowly: "When the internal organs are rotten, the body is full of stench, and the death is miserable, you... you... who are you waiting for?"
The scribe sneered and didn't answer. Zhang Ji's eyes widened angrily and he said: "Very good, very good!" Then he turned to Bai Sandao and said: "Brother, this person must be an evildoer of the White Lotus Sect, but I don't know who is among them. What position does it hold? It must be no lower than that of a protector!"
The group of big men were shocked when they heard this, but they all drew their swords and faced the scribes. They slowly moved towards Zhang Ji. The leader Bai Sandao said: "The White Lotus Sect is causing trouble in the world. Let's Brother is willing to help you Zhang Daxia!"
The scribe snorted and said as before, "Mr. Zhang is right. Now he is appointed as the head of the Qinglong Hall in our Holy Religion." Zhang Ji pointed at Xue Zongchang and Liu Canghai said, "I must have Do these two also hold important positions in your teaching?"
Xue Zongchang stroked his white beard and laughed loudly: "Yes, I am the Chinese protector of the holy religion." Even Li Dadu was surprised: I only know that this old man retired and lived in seclusion due to the dispute over the head. I don't want to He actually joined the White Lotus Sect. It seems that there is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon in this White Lotus Sect.
Zhang Ji whispered: "Please give me the antidote!" The old servant beside him sneered when he heard this, and then said: "This little girl doesn't care about grace. She rebelled first and attracted people like you to our sect. For such a powerful enemy, the crime of just a few pills is considered light!" Zhang Ji let out a long sigh: It seems that what our brothers have planned has probably been known to this group of people. He only thought it was Xiao Ruo who guided him, but he didn't know It was me and my brothers who accepted the invitation of the fourth and fifth brothers and were about to eliminate harm for the martial arts world.
The scholar took a step forward and said: "A few days ago, I received news that a group of rabble-rousers in the martial arts world were going to harm our religion. At first, I didn't care about it, but I heard that the famous 'Seven Elites of China' in the martial arts world were also making moves. I was shocked when I heard this, and to ensure nothing went wrong, I made a two-pronged plan with Suzaku Hall. She would design it to trap you and other brothers into the Goddess Cave to set up an ambush. Then I would send someone to invite your family members to deal with this ungrateful person. Our sect is rebellious. You must know that with your magical power, Mr. Zhang, our sect has no confidence in winning. As expected, so many masters in the Goddess Cave still failed." After saying that, he glanced sideways at Xue Zongchang and Liu Canghai. The person's face turned red instantly, and he lowered his head and said nothing.
The scribe then said slowly: "I didn't believe what happened to the Haisha Gang back then, but now that I've seen Mr. Zhang's magical powers, I can't help but not believe it anymore."
The old servant next to him said, "Sir, if we don't get rid of this person today, he will be a serious problem for our religion in the future."
Zhang Ji was calculating in his mind: Old Monster Xue and this scribe are the most powerful and difficult to deal with here. I have to capture these two to prevent them from threatening Xiao Ruo and Yan'er again. Immediately he said: "It seems that if we don't put in a lot of effort today, we really won't be able to get the antidote."
After saying this, he shouted loudly and took out the scribe with one palm. The scribe knew how powerful he was, so he hurriedly crossed his arms in front of his chest and released the power of his palms. However, his body fell to the side as lightly as a goose feather. Next to him, the old beggar and the monk Tenzin were in the same position. An expert can see the brilliance of this move at a glance, and he can't help but secretly cheer.
When the old servant next to him saw this, he shouted loudly, drew a semicircle with his right hand outwards, and rushed straight towards him. Zhang Ji turned sideways and slapped him back, with his palms meeting together. Zhang Ji couldn't help but marvel at this man's foreign skills. have to.
Next to him, Danzeng said in shock: "Buddhist Amitabha Palm Technique!" The old servant chuckled and said, "What an insight!" Zhang Jiyan did not dare to be careless. After sweeping his legs, he struck again with a palm. They met each other with their palms and took a few steps back.
Xue Zongchang on the side shouted: "Be careful! This guy is very powerful." As he said that, he parted his legs and slapped Zhang Ji's waist with a palm. Although it was a sneak attack from the side, he shouted: "Han Tao Palm!" , where the palm wind passed by, Zhang Jizao did not dare to be careless, turned around and received another palm.
Upon seeing this, Liu Canghai shouted to the big men holding swords: "Everyone, shoulder to shoulder!" After saying that, he raised his swords to attack from both sides. The ten black-robed men all looked at the scribe, clearly asking for orders. The scribe waved his hand, and ten big men howled and pounced on Zhang Ji like hungry wolves.
The store was not spacious enough. Thirteen people rushed towards Zhang Ji, but naturally they couldn't move. The tables, chairs and benches had long been cut into messes by Liu Canghai's sword energy. Zhang Ji raised his palms to meet them, and within ten moves, they were knocked over. Knocked over two big men, the two fell to the ground vomiting blood and died immediately. The rest of them didn't feel any fear at all, and moved forward with their swords. After a few more moves, Liu Canghai was hit with a palm in the chest, rolled out of the circle and lay on the ground vomiting blood.
All the men in Dadaoshan nearby were so frightened that they would not dare to see such a scene again in the underworld.
Zhang Ji used his power and knocked down five or six armored guards with one palm. He jumped out of the circle and shouted to the scribe: "I advise you to take out the antidote. Otherwise, don't blame Mr. Zhang for being ruthless!"
The scribe was really thoughtful when he heard this. When the old servant saw this, he spoke up and said, "Young master, you can't do that! If this person is left alive in the world, he will definitely be a big problem for our religion in the future. Please give priority to our great cause!"
Zhang Ji saw that the scribe seemed to be moving, but was stopped by the old servant. He could no longer read any news or ideas from the scribe's face. The old servant shouted again, jumped up and struck out with both palms, another "Great Amitabha Palm".
This Great Amitabha Palm originated from the Shaolin Temple, and few people practiced it. Later, a master came from the Shaolin Temple, and he became invincible after practicing this skill. The master was also profound in Buddhism. Later, he traveled to Dunhuang in the Western Regions and achieved enlightenment in the Thousand Buddha Cave. Before his death, he passed on this magical skill to the attendants around him, no less than two hundred years ago.
The old servant didn't know where he learned this magical skill. His palms were extremely domineering and powerful. He raised up his power and fired six palms in a row. The palm power was one after another, and the palm power was devastating and endless.
Zhang Ji didn't dare to be careless in his heart. His energy was deep in his Dantian and he moved his meridians. He raised his palms to meet him. It was a "Nine Turns Returning Wind Palm". The four palms connected together without making any sound.
The scribe and Xue Zongchang shouted "No!" one after another. The old servant first stood still, then took a few steps back and sat down on the ground, his face turned purple and he was panting heavily. The scribe was shocked and turned pale. He rushed over and held her in his arms. He had already shed tears.
The old servant first stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face, peeling off a piece of face, revealing a purple-green face, and uttered a few words with difficulty, "Master... Master... Master... I can't do it anymore." !Bai Yuan, I can't...can't follow you anymore!" The scribe's voice softened: "Uncle Zuo, you must not say this. We have countless capable people in the holy sect, and our elixirs are unparalleled in the world. I will definitely I can take you back to your old age and heal you!"
He then heard the old servant say slowly: "Master...Bai Yuan, for...for my sake, just let this girl go!" The scribe nodded with difficulty and said yes.
The old servant looked out the door, widened his eyes and said: "I miss you Zuo Zhenxiong...all my life...I will first follow the old leader...and then...follow the young master. Such a kindness...it's worth it!"
After saying that, he shouted three times: "Holy religion for thousands of years! Holy religion for thousands of years! Holy religion for thousands of years!" and stopped moving. When the scribe hurriedly touched his wrists and neck, he found that there was no way to save him, and he immediately burst into tears.
After just a few calls, the scribe stood up slowly and turned his back as if to wipe away his tears again. When he turned around, everyone was surprised again: the scribe actually had a different face. , more handsome and romantic.
Li beggar lost his voice and said: "Thousand hands and thousands faces?" The scribe ignored it and stretched out his hand to throw a medicine bottle, and Zhang Ji caught it casually.
The scribe said: "My name is Zong Baiyuan, please remember this face! Since Uncle Zuo left his last words telling me to let her go, I will naturally obey his orders. The surnamed Zhang is surrounded by green mountains and clear waters. This account will be settled someday." I want to settle the matter with you, and I’ll see you later.”
After saying that, he waved his arms and was about to leave. Zhang Ji said: "Wait a minute!" Seeing that they were about to escape, Xue and Liu breathed a sigh of relief. When they heard this, they felt cold again: Could this person be serious? Want to kill them all?
But I heard Zhang Jiyan say: "How do I know that what you guys gave is really the antidote?" Zong Baiyuan snorted and said with a contemptuous expression: "Take one pill orally and press the Shenque and Qihai acupoints with your hands. Wake up!" Zhang Ji opened the bottle, but there was only one elixir. He immediately took the elixir, stretched out his hand to press the acupuncture points as instructed, and did not shy away from it. After a while, Yang Xiaoruo gradually woke up.
Seeing this, Zong Baiyuan snorted coldly and led the crowd, lifting and supporting him, and went away in an instant.
A group of cavalry galloped on the snow. Zong Baiyuan took the lead and gradually slowed down. Seeing this, Xue Zongchang also slowed down and said, "If you don't kill him today, it will be a disaster tomorrow."
Zong Baiyuan snorted again, extremely displeased: "Don't you still think that not many people died today? Seven will die and six will be injured. If the fight continues, he will kill you and me too!"
Another long sigh, and he said slowly: "I was raised by Uncle Zuo. I don't want the old man to suffer misfortune before my great cause is accomplished..." The words were sad, not like speaking to Xue Zongchang at all, more like talking to himself.
Xue Zongchang didn't answer, and after a long time he couldn't help but say: "This person is so talented in martial arts that he can't even use the 'Soul Chasing Pill'. If this person goes to the main altar, I don't know how to deal with it."
Zong Baiyuan sighed and said: "The only way is to prevent him from rushing to the main altar!" Xue Zongchang continued: "How easy is it?"
The corners of Zong Baiyuan's mouth raised and he sneered: "You think I really gave him the antidote?" Xue Zongchang was shocked when he heard this, and Zong Baiyuan said again: "That's just a secret recipe left by the former leader. Huan Dan is always nourishing. The bitch woke up after taking it, but it was just a magical effect of Huan Dan. Within three days, the toxicity still occurred. By then our secret antidote would be gone, and the man named Zhang would have to go to the Shaolin Temple to ask for the Marrow Cleansing Sutra. Magical detoxification, the masterful hands of famous doctors in the world, don’t expect to be able to cure this poison!”
Xue Zongchang heard this and thought: Bai Yuan is such a scheming Zong with a thousand hands and a thousand faces. No wonder he has won the trust of two generations of sect leaders. I am afraid that in the future, the position of sect leader will belong to him. He was calculating in his heart, but he said in his mouth: "In this way, when we return to the main altar, we will lose a powerful enemy. The master of the sect is indeed the reincarnation of Zhuge, and Bowen is reborn. I admire you! I admire you!"
Zong Baiyuan said: "This guy surnamed Zhang has a martial arts that is all over the world. It's a pity that he can't achieve great things in the end. He has a fly in the ointment and a fly in the ointment!" These words sounded from the bottom of his heart, sincerely.
Xue Zongchang was so experienced, he opened his mouth and said: "Elites like the master of the sect are the real dragons who will rule the world in the future!"
When Zong Baiyuan heard this, he suddenly turned around and glared. Although at night, Xue Zongchang was very powerful and could see clearly, but at this moment, he felt a pair of eagle eyes and swords coming at him like poison. The cold light disappeared in an instant. Zong Baiyuan rode forward, He said lightly: "But as long as the leader is alive, Mr. Xue must not talk nonsense!" Xue Zongchang laughed, followed closely, and a group of people disappeared into the night in a flash.
