"Crazy..."

A piece of stone wrapped in white paper smashed the window from outside the window and fell directly into the room.

"who?!"

The little white mouse, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground to consolidate his cultivation, reacted very quickly and ejected almost the same moment the stone broke the window. But until he returned after a stick of incense, the little white mouse was still very unwilling to accept it.

"Two days later, the evil monk appeared and passed the bridge at the Haihe Ferry, and he was not well-known."

Spread the white paper wrapped outside the stone on the ground, and the mouse couldn't help but murmur the words on it.

The first time, I didn't understand it very much. The second time, I still didn't understand it. The little mouse's cultivation mind was accidentally broken by a stone and could not be repaired for a while. After thinking about it, the little mouse took this piece of white paper to find Long Tian, ​​who was also addicted to cultivation.

"I just got thrown in? But what other abnormalities are there?"

Long Tian looked at this piece of white paper and asked directly about the situation related to the mouse. The mouse answered one by one, but felt that Long Tian didn't seem to be confused, but was just confirming something.

After the 13th Little Rat could not help but feel curious, and after asking, Long Tian still kept it a secret and said, "Little Rat, don't be anxious, this time you have your chance to show off. Go and call Wuji, our waiting time has finally come!"

Long Tian was not very clear, but the little white mouse still noticed a trace of unusual smell and quickly pulled Zhang Wuji over. Because Long Tian had never given instructions, he did not take his own initiative to alarm the other people in the Ming Cult.

"Wuji..." After Zhang Wuji was introduced into the room by the little white mouse, Long Tian slowly said: "Zhang Sanfeng, Zhenren Zhang is your father's master and your grand master. You have been very concerned about you since you were a child. If he was suddenly killed, would you do your best to help him break the deadlock?"

"The master is in danger of killing himself? Now?" Zhang Wuji's face changed immediately as if he was scared, and he kept saying, "Yes, of course I can do it in Wuji! Brother Long, is the Grand Master in danger now?"

Long Tian waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, Wuji, it's not now, but someone has indeed begun to plan for the Sanfeng Real Person. Do you remember the monks who killed Yang Zuo on the Guangming Ding and almost made the Ming Cult and Shaolin Temple last forever?"

"Brother Long, are you talking about Cheng Kun? Uh no, he is now called... Yuanzhen?"

Zhang Wuji finally found the name from his memory and grabbed his head with his hands.

Long Tian nodded and said, "Yes, it's Yuanzhen! After he defected to the Mongol Yuan, he became an elite in the eyes of others because of his innate third-level cultivation, and was dedicated to using it to disrupt the world. This time, Yuanzhen came to discuss with others how to kill Sanfeng Zhenren."

Although he was secretly instilling in Zhang Wuji that he would never hold back this time and kill the other party with all his might, Long Tian did not express his so-called mastermind behind Zhao Min, who really set his target on Wudang Sanfeng, because of his selfishness.

"Damn it, my master has never participated in many disputes in the martial arts world, and even the internal affairs of Wudang have been handed over to Uncle Song. Why is Yuan Zhen so hateful that he wants to harm my master!"

As he spoke, the Nine Yang internal force on Zhang Wuji's body was churning back and forth, looking extremely intense.

"The evil person is the evil person. It is indeed extremely hateful to be able to kill your adopted father Xie Xun's family back then, but now he will attack Sanfeng Zhenren again."

Seeing Zhang Wuji like this, Long Tian felt a little satisfied. In fact, if he simply asked Zhang Wuji to deal with Yuan Zhen, it would be no different from his current combat power. But Yuan Zhen is extremely cunning. If he makes any incredible moves at the moment, Zhang Wuji, who was always a little dull, might be escaped by him.

The reason why I talked about the threat of Yuanzhen to Zhang Sanfeng back and forth, and mentioned Xie Xun's incident back and forth was that I wanted to arouse his true hatred in Zhang Wuji's heart, so as not to relax and be escaped by Yuanzhen.

After that, Long Tian took the little white mouse, Zhang Wuji and the others told Yin Tianzheng and the others that they were going out for three days to practice. They hurried to the Haihe Ferry on the piece of paper, and each had a good rest, waiting for the arrival of their opponents in two days.

This Haihe Ferry is actually the intersection of the Haihe River and the Grand Canal. When the traffic of Route 6 is inconvenient, it is a rare intersection for traveling south and north.

Long Tian had originally called Xiaobai Mouse to prepare three people to go back and forth, which saves energy and can pay attention to the crowds of people who come and go, but this arrangement was broken by Zhang Wuji, who was extremely excited and unable to calm down and rest.

He felt that he could avenge his adoptive father and teach other people a lesson to others who planned to hurt Zhang Sanfeng. Therefore, his Nine Yang internal strength and mood could not calm down, so he had to replace the working hours of Long Tian and the others one after another.

But that's good. Long Tian is now lacking time to concentrate on his cultivation - the little white mouse is a little miserable. After he consolidated his innate second-level cultivation, he lost a little of his cultivation goal. In addition, Zhang Wuji deprived him of working time, so he had to silently think about the Emei junior sister who stayed on the top of light every day, and then wiped away the saliva from his mouth.

Two days are long or short. When Zhang Wuji, who had not rested, felt a little tired, finally clues of the coming true appeared.

On the pier, there were gradually more Mongolian soldiers wearing ordinary clothes but unable to hide their own aura. They looked vigilant and kept scanning everything beside them.

With their power, these Meng Yuan soldiers walked casually on the dock and would board any ship to search from time to time. Although they were all casual clothes, those shipmen dared not have any resentment.

A large ornate ship slowly entered the port, and more than a dozen weirdly dressed people walked down.

The first one was an old man with a gray head, half bent his waist, and leaned forward little by little with a crutch in his hand. The dozen people behind him all looked different, most of whom were in their forties or fifties, and were all wearing hats.

After getting off the boat, these more than a dozen people scattered in all directions, not even one in the same direction. Judging from their foot strength, it seemed that except for the old man at the beginning, they had outstanding light skills.

The Meng Yuan soldiers seemed to have been informed of the situation long ago, and they saw more than a dozen people running away without any indication.

However, Zhang Wuji, who was observing in the distance, was already very anxious. He was afraid that he would scare Yuanzhen away without action, and he was also afraid that Yuanzhen would be among the dozen running figures.
Chapter completed!