Seeing Zhang Sanfeng's gloomy expression, Zhang Wuji suddenly said: "Master, you don't have to be sad. If the child's disease cannot be cured, he will die. I'm just afraid that my parents will be sad, so Master will just hide it from them."
Zhang Sanfeng felt even more sad when he saw that this child was so sensible. He touched his head and said, "Don't say that. Grand Master will try to cure you no matter what."
Wuji said: "I originally thought it would be great if I could learn the Nine-Yang Magic Technique of the Shaolin School and tell it to Uncle Yu San."
Zhang Sanfeng asked: "Why?"
Wuji said: "I hope that Uncle Yu San can practice Wudang and Shaolin martial arts and cure his hand and foot disabilities."
Zhang Sanfeng sighed: "What you, Uncle Yu San, have suffered are injuries to the muscles and bones. No matter how strong your internal strength is, it cannot be cured."
I thought to myself: "This child knows that his life is in danger, but he is not afraid of death, yet he wants to cure Dai Yan's disability. This kind of heart is indeed the true character of a chivalrous person of our generation."
Song Xing looked at Zhang Wuji, smiled and consoled him: "Xiao Wuji, don't be too pessimistic. Although Xuanming Divine Palm is a unique skill in martial arts, your Taishifu and I are not helpless. Since it doesn't work here in Shaolin Temple, We can always find other ways to cure you. You have no taboos, so you have to act without taboos. How can a mere cold poison break your mind?"
When Zhang Wuji was on Binghuo Island, he heard his father talk about what happened in Lin'an Mansion countless times. He naturally felt familiar with Song Xing. He nodded after hearing this: "Well, Uncle Song, I listen to you."
Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said, "That's right, Wuji, your Uncle Song and I will definitely cure you. Don't be discouraged."
The three of them continued walking for a while, when suddenly Song Xing and Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly at the same time.
The stairs of Shaoshi Mountain are not too long. With Song Xing and Zhang Sanfeng's foot strength, they should have reached the foot of the mountain long ago. However, the three of them had walked for about a stick of incense, but there were still steps ahead, as if there was no end in sight, which made the two of them feel a little strange.
"maze?"
Song Xing first thought, could it be that the Shaolin monks were unhappy and had set up a maze on the way down the mountain?
Song Xing and Zhang Sanfeng looked at each other and gathered their skills together. The internal energy around their bodies surged and turned into protective aura to resist the influence of the surrounding illusions.
Regardless of whether it was a formation or a trap set by Shaolin, Song Xing and Zhang Sanfeng did not dare to take it lightly.
But as you go further down, the original rugged stone steps turn into winding mountain roads, with thick trees, luxuriant flowers and plants, and even a gurgling stream.
Zhang Sanfeng and Song Xing looked at each other. This was clearly the path they took when they went up the mountain.
The two turned around, only to see that the steps behind them were filled with fog, shrouded in layers. Even the Shaolin Temple at the end of the mountain road was shrouded in fog.
"Is it fog again?" Song Xing's heart moved, remembering the scene before Wangpanshan Island disappeared.
Could it be that this strange phenomenon in front of me was caused by the monks from Shaolin Temple?
Thinking of this, he used the Emperor's Qi Watching Technique and looked towards the top of the mountain.
A golden light flashed from his eyes, and the top of the mountain as far as he could see was shrouded in darkness. It was impossible to penetrate this thick darkness. Only the sound of wind and thunder could be heard faintly in the darkness.
He shook his head, stopped the Qi Watching Technique, and said: "Master, I'm afraid it's not the Shaolin monks who are causing trouble, but Shaolin itself is in trouble."
Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng looked shocked and asked, "Fellow Taoist, can you see clearly what happened there?"
Song Xing shook his head. To be honest, when he saw the strange black fog, he guessed that the cause of all this at this moment was probably caused by something strange.
I just don’t know why the strange thing appeared when they got off the mountain. Could it be that this strange thing was attracted to him again?
Seeing Song Xing's serious expression, Zhang Sanfeng had some guesses.
Although he had never seen Song Xing make a formal move, his intuition among warriors told him that the young man in front of him who looked too young had terrifying strength that the Seven Heroes of Wudang could hardly match.
Not to mention his miraculous Taoist magic.
The only things that could make Song Xing show a solemn expression were those unpredictable creatures in this world.
Zhang Sanfeng secretly connected the Zhenwu Sword in his body, and the Zhenwu Sword flashed a black light, sending a mysterious force into his eyes.
Zhang Sanfeng's color suddenly changed. Although he still couldn't see the changes on the top of the mountain as clearly as Song Xing, he felt a huge and terrifying force that was so overwhelming that it was suffocating.
"How could this happen? Is it possible that Shaoshi Mountain happens to be the place where a strange creature resurrects?"
In the decades since the birth of the monster, although the appearance of each monster has been accompanied by a large number of deaths, this is all because the place where the monster appears happens to be in a densely populated place.
Very few monsters would take the initiative to appear in a certain place and start killing people, so Zhang Sanfeng's first thought was that a new ghost was born in Shaoshi Mountain.
By coincidence, the Shaolin Temple is within the range of the strange things.
"Fellow Taoist, take Wuji and leave first. I want to go to Shaolin to report the news."
Zhang Sanfeng only hesitated for a moment and then said decisively to Song Xing.
Although the Shaolin monk had just rejected him, with the cultivation of the old Taoist priest, he could not do anything but watch the monsters massacre the Shaolin Temple.
"I'm afraid that weird thing won't welcome us up the mountain."
Song Xing did not dissuade Zhang Sanfeng, but stared at the increasingly dark mountain top and said in a deep voice.
"Without further ado, fellow Taoist, please go down the mountain first."
Song Xing saw that Zhang Sanfeng was about to get up and walk through the gray fog after finishing speaking. He directly reached out and carried Zhang Wuji on his back, and caught up with Zhang Sanfeng in a few steps: "I don't know what the scene is at the bottom of the mountain. I can clearly see the source of the strange things. If we two go up the mountain together, there will be more." helper."
"Okay, if that's the case, let's go together." Zhang Sanfeng was not an indecisive person, so he nodded and said no more.
The two of them walked extremely fast, and the distance of several hundred meters from the foot of Shaoshi Mountain to the top took only a few breaths for them.
But the two of them ran for dozens of breaths. When they looked up again, they saw that the black mist on the top of the mountain was still crumbling, but it was not even close to half an inch higher.
"Is this a monster preventing us from going up the mountain?"
Zhang Sanfeng was so angry that he drew a finger in the air, and the void even vibrated visible to the naked eye, trying to break the illusion in front of him.
But it's no use!
Although Zhang Sanfeng has shown strength that makes most people in the world tremble, it does not help his current predicament at all. The Shaolin Temple on the top of the mountain is still close in front of him, but he cannot get close.
"Zhenwu, help me!" Zhang Sanfeng shouted secretly in his heart.
But the consciousness reflected back from Zhenwu Sword made his heart sink.
Even the Zhenwu Sword, which was also a monster, could not break through the 'barrier' set up by the monster on the top of the mountain, and took Zhang Sanfeng to the Shaolin Temple on the top of the mountain.
This means that the steps of several hundred meters in front of him are a chasm that Zhang Sanfeng cannot cross in a short time.
Before Zhang Sanfeng could think of a way, a huge force came out from the top of the mountain, and the world was turned upside down in an instant. When Zhang Sanfeng came to his senses again, the three of them returned to the foot of Shaoshi Mountain.
The steps that were clearly visible in front of them also disappeared into the mist again.
"Shaolin is in danger!" Zhang Sanfeng looked at the top of the mountain with gloomy eyes.
Because just now, Zhenwu Jian told him that the strange thing on the top of the mountain told Zhenwu to let him go for the sake of being a strange thing. If he dares to break in without mercy, he will be killed without mercy!
The strange thing in the Shaolin Temple is a strange thing with its own consciousness. (End of chapter)
