I asked you to play the dungeon, but you are here to raise the BOSS?

"I didn't expect Wuji is still alive. Alas, this child had a hard life since childhood. Now he can practice the Nine Yang Magic Skill. It can be said that he has turned bad luck into good luck."

"So this is the Black Jade Intermittent Ointment? I have actually heard that the Vajra Sect has this thing, but unfortunately I went to the Western Regions several times and got nothing."

"I didn't expect this group of bald guys to secretly surrender to the Mongolian court and now attack our six major sects."

"Humph! The Vajra Sect is brave and fierce, but it has created the world's first-class bone injury holy medicine."

Zhang Sanfeng played with the small golden box in his hand, and looked at Yu Dayan who was full of expectation. He wanted to take action directly, crush his deformed joints one by one, and apply ointment.

"It's not that they just started now. Yu Sanxia's injury was caused by the Vajra Sect..."

Lin Xuan said a few words and told the story.

"Thank you, Master Lin, for telling me the truth!"

Yu Dayan became angrier as he listened: "It turns out that I am disabled because of the poisonous hands of the Vajra Sect."

He was injured by the Shaolin Vajra Finger Force, and after twenty years of investigation, there was no progress.

Therefore, the Wudang Sect resented the Shaolin Sect for this, and they were not in harmony with each other when they met.

Now it turns out to be a big misunderstanding.

After finding out the truth, Yu Dayan was angry, and when he thought of Zhang Cuishan who committed suicide because of this, he couldn't help but feel sad.

"The Vajra Sect are all descendants of Huogong Toudao. They not only learned his martial arts, but also his cruel and vicious temperament. They are really not good people."

Zhang Sanfeng advised: "You don't have to be angry. When you recover from your injuries, you and Wuji will go there together and destroy their sect."

"Brother...disciple obeys!"

Yu Dayan nodded slowly with mixed feelings.

Wudang Sect mostly kills evil people, and does not take the route of subtle influence and winning people over with virtue.

Even if they win people over with virtue, this kind of great hatred must be avenged.

"I owe the Emei Patriarch a favor, and this time Wudang owes you a huge favor."

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and stroked his beard, saying, "I will think about it carefully later, how to repay you for this favor."

"It doesn't matter, it's just a small matter."

Huang Rong rolled her eyes: "If Master Zhang really feels bad, help us kill the Mongolian emperor."

Now the six major sects and the court have basically torn their faces and have hostile positions.

Huang Rong felt that asking Zhang Sanfeng to help kill an emperor was a very reasonable behavior,

and there was nothing to be embarrassed about.

Speaking of which, the Mongolian court was also inexplicable.

It makes sense to say that the court and the Mingjiao fought.

But the six major sects at best don't pay taxes, and basically don't provoke the court, and have a hostile relationship with the Mingjiao.

As a result, the court actually targeted the six major sects.

The whole logic of behavior is very strange.

The so-called "those who follow me will prosper, and those who oppose me will perish", the premise is also "opposition".

I haven't heard that they give priority to defeating those who are just there to watch.

Are they dissatisfied with the small number of opponents and want to make more enemies for fun?

"Kill the emperor? Well, that dog emperor is not a good guy, and his martial arts are said to be sparse and ordinary, nothing great."

"However, I heard that the dog emperor was personally crowned by the Eighth Master, and it is said that he is also protected by good fortune..."

"Forget it, others have bullied us, there is nothing to worry about."

Zhang Sanfeng pondered for a while and smiled slightly: "The old Taoist is injured now. If you are not in a hurry, wait for the old Taoist to recuperate for half a year. No matter what the situation is at that time, the old Taoist should be able to do his best."

"Then it's a deal."

Lin Xuan and Huang Rong looked at each other and nodded.

According to the task upgrade, the Heavenly Sword and the Dragon Slaying Saber need to be recast before killing the emperor.

Now let's not talk about the Heavenly Sword, it will take at least four or five months to get the Dragon Slaying Saber.

After the recasting is completed, Zhang Sanfeng's CD will also be ready.

It is completely acceptable.

In the free days in between, get the Heavenly Sword and the Dog Beating Stick, and then go back to Emei to get married and live a simple life.

Huang Rong felt that this rhythm was quite fulfilling.

***

"The group of young Taoist priests in Wudang are afraid of death, and Zhang Laodao is even more of a coward. In my opinion, Wudang Sect should be renamed "Turtle Sect" in the future."

At this time, an old and long voice was heard from the Sanqing Hall in front.

"Hahaha! Let's burn their turtle nest later."

"Burn the old Taoist to death, that would be a bargain for him. Let's capture him, tie him up and take him to various sects for a tour, so that everyone can see his old and immortal appearance."

A series of rough and sharp voices followed closely, coming from the front hall.

It was still clearly audible even though they were several miles apart.

"How unreasonable!"

Yu Daying was furious when he heard such insulting words to his master, and his eyes seemed to be spitting fire.

"There are quite a lot of masters coming..."

Huang Rong frowned slightly: "The Eighth Master is so cautious? Why are they coming in waves?"

"Although the Eighth Master is unscrupulous, he should not be the kind of person who will tangle endlessly."

Lin Xuan thought for a while and shook his head: "If nothing unexpected happens, this time it is the Mongolian princess who personally led the people to attack the mountain."

In the original book, Zhao Min came in person.

If nothing unexpected happens, she also brought the two Xuanming elders, Fang Dongbai and others with her. The overall strength is comparable to the Ming Cult.

If the Taoist Baisun is also there, then it will surpass the Ming Cult.

Lin Xuan estimated that he would definitely not be able to do it alone.

However, Zhang Sanfeng's injury doesn't look too serious now.

Let's see if this old Taoist has any plans to start a group.

If not, consider "running away" or something like that.

"This Tartar princess, is she coming to my Wudang to show off her power?"

"Okay, Dai Yan, don't be angry. I told you before that barking dogs don't bite."

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and stroked his beard, "Don't be afraid of these barking dogs. You should be afraid that some dogs will come quietly and give you a hard time."

Yu Dayan: "..."

"Zhang Laodao, what do you say now?"

Huang Rong pouted: "Didn't you say you were injured? Can you bear it?"

"I am injured, but if it's just these people... …, it doesn’t matter whether he is injured or not. ”

Zhang Sanfeng flicked his sleeves and said, “Let’s go. Since they specifically asked to see the old Taoist who is still alive, let’s show them a good look.”

“…You are not pretending to be strong, are you?”

“Don’t worry, there is no such thing…”

Zhang Sanfeng didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, and sighed, “The old Taoist hasn’t appeared in the world for a long time. Has his reputation in the martial arts world become so bad now?”

“Not really!”

***

Zhang Sanfeng signaled Qingfeng Mingyue to park Yu Daying’s soft chair at the back door.

He took Lin Xuan and the other two and walked into the Sanqing Hall.

There were about a hundred strong men dressed as warriors sitting or standing in the hall.

“I am the old and immortal Zhang Sanfeng. I have kept you waiting for a long time.”

Zhang Sanfeng stood in the middle of the hall, his eyes swept over the crowd, and he felt the breath of the weak.

He didn’t care, just smiled faintly and introduced himself.

"Zhang... Zhang Sanfeng!"

Everyone in the hall was shocked and stepped back subconsciously. Everyone's eyes were on Zhang Sanfeng.

"Don't be afraid. I'm just a little older. It's nothing special."

Zhang Sanfeng smiled kindly: "By the way, let me ask, who just said that I'm a coward?"

"..."

Everyone looked at each other and subconsciously looked at an old man in a green robe.

The old man in the green robe changed his expression slightly, stepped back hurriedly, and got ready.

"Nice to meet you."

Zhang Sanfeng secretly memorized the other person's appearance, nodded with a smile, and looked past everyone to the mountain gate.

"Sir, this mountain gate is too narrow, and the sedan chair can't pass through."

At this time, suddenly heard the footsteps of hundreds of people approaching from afar, rushing on the mountain road and stopping outside the mountain gate.

"What's the point of a door that even a sedan can't pass through?"

A lazy and pleasant female voice sounded: "Tear down this broken door."

"Yes!"

The sound of several palms breaking through the air followed.

Under the huge force, the Wudang Mountain Gate and half of the outer wall collapsed with a deafening sound.

More than two hundred men in black ran out and surrounded the Sanqing Hall inside and outside.

Everyone was carrying a longbow, holding a sword, with a fierce face and exuding a stern murderous aura, as if they were elite soldiers who had fought a hundred battles.

After the men in black dispersed, eight big men carried an extremely exquisite yellow satin sedan and stopped outside the Sanqing Hall.

"I am Zhao Min, the daughter of Prince Ruyang, and I have come to take the head of Master Zhang. I have heard that Master Zhang is magnanimous and will not let me go back empty-handed."

The voice of a woman's sweet laughter came from the sedan chair: "I didn't expect that Master Huang and Mr. Lin are also here. I also wish you two a happy death."

"You are quite arrogant."

Lin Xuan's heart moved and he said lightly.

Lin Xuan remembered that in the original novel, Zhao Min pretended to be Zhang Wuji, and dressed her subordinates as people from the Ming Cult, and ran to Wudang to disgust Zhang Sanfeng.

But at this time, it seems that the plot has changed a bit.

Lin Xuan estimated that Zhao Min had not experienced so much love and hatred with Zhang Wuji.

So, this young lady was too lazy to act.

Her subordinates were also a little relieved, and they didn't have to play cosplay with this young lady.

Anyway, it would be great to meet Zhao Min.

As long as she was captured, not only would the Sword of Heavenly Sword be found, but the five major sects could also be exchanged back by the way.

The trip saved two or three months.

Lin Xuan was very satisfied.

"Prince Ruyang? Oh, I think I've heard of him. He's an official in the court."

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head: "We don't know each other. If you want to borrow my head directly, then there is naturally no room for negotiation."

"Ignorance! My father is the prince of a county, and he is the same as the three officials in the government and the top pillar of the country."

The woman in the sedan snorted lightly, seeming a little unhappy: "Old Taoist Zhang, this sedan is a gift from the emperor. If you don't kneel when you see the sedan, it's a capital crime!"

"Is the thing given by the dog emperor so majestic..."

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and sighed: "Master Huang, I still have to save some face. I'm embarrassed to fight with this little girl. Thank you for your help this time."

"No problem! That little girl is very mean, and I can't listen to it anymore."

Huang Rong looked at the yellow satin sedan and laughed: "Little princess, do you want to get out by yourself, or do you want me to catch you?"