The Monk

Chapter 643 Hongyu

Zhang Weixing raised his arms in vain and lifted up Hongyu with a strong force, and asked: "We are senior brothers, don't kneel down all the time, it's scary." He thought about the relationship between senior brothers, he came to kneel down for fun, what's the matter? Definitely not too small.

After Hongyu stood up, he bowed to Zhang Wen again. Regardless of how many people were around him, he said directly: "Hongyu has something to ask for, and Senior Brother Wanwang can do it for me." As he spoke, he wanted to kneel down.

Zhang Awei frowned and said displeasedly: "Don't kneel down all the time." Today, Tianlei Mountain can be said to be full of his disciples, and no one has ever knelt down to him because he doesn't like it.

Hong Yu was frightened by him and stood up straight. At this time, the sixteen foundation-building monks behind him all bowed to Zhang Ai: "Disciples of the Huazong have met their predecessors and hope that they will be fulfilled."

Zhang was afraid and said, "What can I do for you?"

Hong Yu had already told the story once, but seeing that Zhang Awei looked like he didn't know, he said it again: "When the Heavenly Thunder Mountain was broken, I ran away to the west with more than a dozen of my fellow disciples. We were caught up by the Yao family, and all the other brothers were killed. , I was seriously injured and fell into coma. Later, I was saved by Master Huang Fa, a monk of the Huazong of the Song Dynasty, and I managed to survive. In order to repay my life-saving grace, I took refuge with the Huazong and worshiped Huang Fa as my teacher. After success, I went to Qingmen Shangji and met my senior brother." After saying this, he looked up at Zhang Awei and saw that his face was expressionless and continued: "I have no shame in meeting my senior brother, and I have no shame in coming to Tianlei Mountain to rebuild in Tianlei Mountain. I didn't come back at that time. I didn't come back when Tianlei Mountain needed manpower the most. How can I be so shameless as to ask to see my senior brother now?"

Zhang Ai said calmly: "This is nothing." What he was thinking was, was there something wrong in letting Yao Jia go so lightly?

Hong Yu grumbled and continued: "My master has a big enemy. I met my senior brother in the shopping mall, and I thought I could use my senior brother's name to scare the enemy from taking any action. However, I didn't expect it." It was a bit sad when he said this. , eyes turn red.

Zhang Ai sighed secretly: Tianlei Mountain is gone, you can just hang out with others, why do you still want to use the power of the former sect to help the people of the next sect? However, he also knew that in the original Tianlei Mountain, the so-called big sect, the relationship between disciples had always been loose. The master had little time to take care of the disciples, and the disciples were too lazy to talk to non-disciples. The relationship was like this layer by layer. Hongyu was just a foundation-building disciple at that time, and It is a fact that he has no particularly outstanding talent and is not taken seriously. So he said softly: "Speak slowly."

Hong Yu choked up slightly, obviously having great feelings for the latter master. After calming down, he said: "My master was killed. I want to ask my senior brother to help me take revenge. As long as the evil man is killed, I and my sixteen classmates will From now on, my junior brother will be a disciple of Tianlei Mountain, and I will be sent by my senior brother forever.”

The sixteen foundation-building monks behind him shouted in unison: "From now on, I will serve as my master, and I will be sent by my senior forever, and I will never change my mind!"

Zhang Ai was a little surprised, that yellow-haired guy was pretty good, and he had such a group of disciples.

They spoke so loudly at the archway that many new disciples came to watch. During the year of Zhan Yun's retreat, more and more people came to the mountain to become disciples, and there were even many ordinary people, numbering over a thousand. In addition to those disciples who were training, there were more than a hundred entry-level disciples who had not participated in the assessment and came to watch the fun. People talk a lot and don't know Zhang Afraid. At that time, someone said: "This is a good method. You can get started without taking an exam."

Zhang was afraid that he would not like what he heard, so he called the disciples who came to receive him and said: "Take them away. If anyone makes sarcastic remarks, they will be thrown down the mountain directly."

The newcomers who had not yet started knew that they had bumped into a master, and they all left in fear. Zhang Ao asked Hongyu: "Why was your master killed?"

Hongyu replied: "Hua Zong is a small sect, with a total of about 600 people, and only 20 masters of elixir formation. Master used a thousand-year-old ginseng to save me, but when he went to collect the medicine, he was killed by someone. They saw the two fighting, but the master escaped with the medicine, so he offended a master. After the master returned, the whole house was on guard, alerting the master to seek revenge. However, for more than 20 years, the master never showed up. The master thought that the master had never appeared. The matter has been resolved. Relax your vigilance and allow me to wait until I can go out. Then I will have a chance to meet my senior brother in the market. "

Zhang Aifeng interrupted: "Your master is a nice person. He uses thousand-year-old herbs to heal your injuries before I even know you. It's quite good."

When Hongyu heard this, he felt sad again. Thinking of all the kindness his master had done to him, he wanted to burst into tears. He bowed to Zhang Anchang and then said: "I know that the enemy is powerful, so I recognize my senior brother." , I wanted to use the name of my senior brother to suppress him, but my senior brother had something urgent to do and left, so I returned to the mountain gate. Unexpectedly, I was attacked by the enemy. I followed him near the mountain gate and killed my senior brother. When he was killing me, my master came. However, Hong Yu was incompetent, and the combined power of the two men could not stop the enemy's attack. After ten moves, the master was killed. Fortunately, the leader and three uncles appeared at the same time to scare away the enemy. However, Hua Zong was weak and unable to take revenge. In desperation, Hongyu came to ask his senior brother for help. He also hoped that the senior brother would help me for the sake of being a former sect member. As long as I kill this evil thief, from now on, my life will be yours, and you can do whatever you want with it. become."

After hearing the whole thing, Zhang Ain smiled bitterly to himself. No wonder Ruiyuan didn't handle it. How should this matter be handled? But since I heard so much, I asked again: "Who is your enemy?"

"Eternal life gate, Qingliu." Hongyu replied clearly, especially the name was almost said through gritted teeth.

This Qingliu is not the one among the three elders of the Qing Sect of Song State, but a cultivator of the same name in Yue State, with the top level of Jindan cultivation. He also fought with Zhang Pa. At that time, the six righteous sects in the north competed with him for the settlement of the people in the south. Thousands of people besieged Zhang Pa, but were successfully driven away by Zhang Pa and Xiaozhu Xiaomao. Among them was Qingliu.

Looking at the embarrassed appearance of Hongyu and his fellow disciples, Zhang Pa asked, "What are you doing?" To be so embarrassed, it should have nothing to do with Qingliu, and it could only be a cultivator of the same level of cultivation.

Hongyu said, "After the death of Master, the head of the sect said that even if we put all our efforts into the sect, we could not avenge, so we had to endure it. We refused and went to Changsheng Sect to fight hard, but we were beaten like this by a group of cultivators before we even went up the mountain, so we came to ask Senior Brother to help us out."

Zhang Pa did not like Qingliu, but no matter how disliked he was, he could not say that anyone came to ask for help. If he wanted to, he would follow and kill people. This head could not be opened, otherwise he did not know how many things would come to him in the future. So he said: "First, you are not my Tianlei Mountain disciple. Second, you have a personal grudge because of the search for medicine. I have no reason to intervene. Third, Qingliu is a cultivator from the six major sects of the Yue Kingdom, and has some relationship with the former Tianlei Mountain. With all the above, how can you ask me to intervene? I can't help you with this matter, but if you want to stay in Tianlei Mountain, I can make the decision, including the main peak. You and your fellow disciples can choose any place to live." Hong Yu knelt down again when he heard it, kowtowed and screamed: "Please help me, senior brother. No one can help me except you. Master Huangfa has been very kind to me. I swear I will not be a human being if I don't avenge this. Please help me, senior brother. Me!" He knelt down, and sixteen foundation-building monks knelt down at the same time, and shouted with Hongyu: "Senior, please help!"

Zhang Pa let out a long breath: "You fled west with more than a dozen fellow disciples from Tianlei Mountain, and the rest of the fellow disciples died at the hands of the Yao family. You didn't ask whether you wanted revenge. Only one person died in Huazong, and you asked me to kill the former ally. Tell me, is this reasonable? Stay here. If you want revenge, you have to rely on your own strength. "

Zhang Pa didn't have any good feelings for Qingliu. The scene of that guy shouting at him was vivid in his mind. He was selfish, arrogant, cold-blooded, and not a good guy. But he didn't tell Hongyu. Since he didn't help, it was meaningless to say these things.

Hongyu's face was ashen, and the last ray of hope was shattered. The master had a total of seventeen disciples, but these seventeen people together could not avenge the master alone. Suddenly, tears fell from his eyes, dripping onto the bluestone slab in front of his knees.

It's not that he was ruthless to Tianlei Mountain, but it was Tianlei Mountain that was ruthless to him. With a population of nearly 20,000, who would care who he was? Huang Fa was different. He had 17 disciples in total. Not only did he teach them carefully, but he also saved his life. Huang Fa had made enemies with powerful enemies just to save him. Hong Yu was more and more sad as he thought about it, and he was reluctant to get up for a long time.

Zhang Pa didn't want to watch any more, so he called the reception disciple and told him: "If he stays, help him choose a place to live. If he doesn't stay, escort him down the mountain." The disciple answered yes, and called a few fellow disciples to wait for Hong Yu to make a decision.

He couldn't help with Hong Yu's affairs, but why did the leader of Jingmen come? That guy was not a good person either. He had threatened and intimidated him, and he had a strange name, Sima Ang. Zhang Pa walked and pondered, completely forgetting that there was no more strange name than Zhang Pa.

In fact, Sima Ang came to apologize. Since he heard that Zhang Pa was powerful, he couldn't sleep or eat. First, his deputy leader offended Zhang Pa and wanted to fight him to death; then he questioned and threatened Zhang Pa, and then gathered 23 Yuanying masters from six sects to surround and kill him. No one would feel at ease if they did such a thing to the world's best master.

So when Zhang Pa came back with more than a thousand captives, the six major sects were waiting on the road to welcome him. But Sima Ang felt that it was not enough, and such a welcome did not show sincerity, so he simply went there in person, just to seek Zhang Pa's forgiveness.

Zhang Pa didn't take this matter seriously, and never cared about personal hatred, so of course he couldn't figure out Sima Ang's intention.

Due to his personality, he didn't think about it if he didn't understand it. Zhang Pa walked along the steps to a square in front of the back mountain, which was one thousand meters long and wide. There was a man practicing swordsmanship crazily on it. Since Zhang Pa said that more than a year ago, Zhang Tianfang has not moved during this period of time. He spent the whole day in the square. Zhang Pa occasionally came to take a look, but didn't disturb him. He just looked for a while and left.

Now there is another person standing behind this person, it is Fang Jian, who is confused and can't figure out what happened to Zhang Tianfang. How could he take the initiative to practice? Seeing Zhang Pa, he hurried over to ask, Zhang Pa whispered: "I scolded him." Fang Jian laughed: "You should have scolded me a long time ago." The two watched for a while at the square, and a disciple came to find Zhang Pa and told him that the head of Ruiyuan Sect said that the head of Jing Sect Sima Ang wanted to see his uncle, asking whether he wanted to see him or not? Zhang Pa had the opportunity to ask: "What is he doing here?"