As the Ming Cult members went up the mountain, the dark crowd became quiet for a while.
Shaolin captured the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun. In order to take into account the feelings of the Mingjiao and the Mingjiao's attack on the mountain, Abbot Kongzhi invited all the heroes from the world to gather in Songshan. The purpose was to prevent Shaolin from being held accountable by the Mingjiao alone and at the same time to preserve Shaolin's face.
At this time, seeing a group of Mingjiao masters headed by Zhang Wuji, Abbot Kongzhi let out a long breath, thankful that Shaolin did not deal with the Golden Retriever Lion King alone.
Otherwise, the Shaolin family would be the only ones facing Mingjiao today.
Zhang Wuji, who is a master of martial arts, plus the messenger of light, White-browed Eagle King Yin Tianzheng, Green-winged Bat King Wei Yixiao, as well as the Five Sanren and the Five Elements Flag.
With such a lineup, no one is afraid of two points.
Abbot Kongzhi looked at the leader Zhang Wuji and said in a deep voice, "The Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun is the Mingjiao Dharma King. In his early years, he killed innocent people indiscriminately in the rivers and lakes and made too many enemies. This time Shaolin invites heroes from all over the world, and it is also In order for the heroes of the world to discuss how to deal with Master Zhang, Shaolin did not inform you of the Ming Cult, and also to avoid disputes between the Ming Cult and the heroes of the world."
Zhang Wuji looked at Abbot Kongzhi with a sincere expression, then looked at the dark crowd, bowed his hands towards Xizhou, and said respectfully, "Dear heroes, my adoptive father did commit a lot of murders in the Jianghu in his early years. But what he did was also In order to force out the Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand Cheng Kun, it can be said that the cause of all this is attributed to Cheng Kun. "
"My foster father has been living overseas for more than 20 years and has become blind. No matter what hatred he has against you, after such a long time, Zhang Wuji hopes that everyone can let go of the hatred in their hearts."
"If you must seek revenge on my adoptive father, Zhang Wuji will follow."
After Zhang Wuji finished speaking, the dark crowd immediately became restless.
Someone came out, raised his hand to Zhang Wuji, and said in a cold voice, "Master Zhang, your martial arts skills are world-class, and we are no match for you. But we can't just let it go when Xie Xun kills my wife and children. It's not that a certain family doesn't give you Master Zhang face, but Blood feud must be paid for with blood. Master Zhang, we must seek revenge on Xie Xun today. If you want to protect Xie Xun, you must kill us all!"
"That's right! Xie Xun killed my father and brother. This blood feud requires blood to repay. Master Zhang, even if your Ming Cult is powerful, we will never surrender to you!"
"Blood revenge requires blood!"
"Kill Xie Xun, kill Xie Xun!"
"Give back my family's life!"
One figure after another walked out, and hundreds of people gritted their teeth and looked at Zhang Wuji. When the Golden Retriever Lion King caused a bloody storm in the world, Zhang Wuji couldn't eliminate the hatred with just one word.
Even if Zhang Wuji is now the leader of the Ming Cult, he does not have such a great reputation.
Of course, not everyone has a grudge against Xie Xun, more people come for the Dragon Slaying Sword.
Facing the indignant and gnashing crowd, Zhang Wuji was in trouble for a moment and didn't know how to speak.
Yang Xiao walked up to Zhang Wuji and said in a low voice, "Leader, it's impossible to reason with them. Let's first ask the brothers from Five Elements Flag to spread out their formation and see who dares to stop them!"
Fan Yao nodded and agreed, "That's right. Leader, if you want to welcome the Lion King back, you can't just rely on words. We took the lead and convinced everyone. No matter how much hatred they had, they had to swallow it back. "
Zhang Wuji immediately shook his head and objected, "No! My adoptive father killed their relatives and friends. I'm sorry that they came first. If we use force to suppress others, it will only intensify the conflict."
Yang Xiao and Fan Yao looked at each other, looking at each other.
The leader's temperament is sometimes good, but sometimes it is terrible.
Zhang Wuji looked at Abbot Kongzhi, held up his hands again, and said respectfully, "Master Kongzhi, where is my adoptive father? Can you please come out so that I can meet him?"
Abbot Kongzhi did not dare to show off in front of Zhang Wuji, so he answered first, "Xie Xun is under the custody of my three uncles, Du E, Du Jie and Du Nan, who are the most senior in Shaolin. If Master Zhang wants to see Xie Xun, he must ask my three uncles." Uncle is the one.”
As he spoke, Abbot Kongzhi pointed to three ancient pine trees.
Under the vigorous pine trees, three old monks were sitting. They wore gray monk robes, closed their eyes, and the aura around them blended in with the pine trees. Even their skins were similar to the bark of the trees. You couldn't tell that they were three living people unless you looked carefully.
Three monks are sitting under a pine tree, with a yellow-faced sand eye in the center, and their breath is vague, like the roots of an old tree.
There are two people next to them, one with a white face and one with a black face. Their breath was vague and their faces were expressionless.
Everyone looked at the three old monks and immediately understood that these three were eminent monks who had never been born in Shaolin.
Zhang Wuji couldn't see through the depth of the three old monks, so he frowned and asked respectfully, "Three eminent monks, can you invite your adoptive father so that I can meet him?"
A monk in the center opened his eyes. His face was as yellow as tree bark. One of his eyes was gray and colorless, and the other eye was shining. He said with a withered voice, "Master Zhang, the old monk Dharma Mingdu'e, these two It is the old monk and junior brother who are trying to overcome the calamity and difficulties. Please also ask Master Zhang to take a look at the old monk's eye. The old monk's eye was harmed by Yang Dingtian, the previous leader of the Ming Cult. He will always get it back from your Ming Cult. . Since you are the leader of this generation of Mingjiao, the old monk’s blindness should be blamed on you.”
Next to him, an old monk with a face as dark as pig iron followed and said, "Master Zhang, if you want to see Xie Xun, you can. Let's not talk about the hatred between the three old monks and Yang Dingtian, let's just talk about Xie Xun. In the past, I Kong saw that my nephew was highly virtuous and kind, and his good intentions influenced Xie Xun. However, the traitor Xie Xun took advantage of my nephew's kindness to sneak attack on him and kill him."
"Since you are here and want to rescue Xie Xun, you have to fight with our brothers and sisters. Our martial arts have put an end to the grievances and grievances we have had for decades. If you, Master Zhang, defeat our three old monks, we will How about returning Xie Xun to you and not talking about this matter again. If you, Master Zhang, are defeated, the Ming Cult will retreat to Songshan."
Zhang Wuji was in trouble for a moment, whether he agreed or not.
The auras of these three old monks were unfathomable, and Zhang Wuji couldn't see through them. He was afraid that if he agreed rashly, he would not be their match, but would harm his adoptive father. But if he doesn't agree to them, how can he rescue his adoptive father from their hands?
Zhang Wuji was in a dilemma, and the crowd whispered.
Li Zhige opened his eyes, stepped out, looked at Du E, Du Jie, and Du Nan, and said calmly, "Three eminent monks, there is an old grudge between our Divine Fist Sect and Xie Xun that needs to be settled. I wonder if Li can fight with you? If Li wins, you will hand over Xie Xun to Li. If Li loses, Li will apologize to you."
Du'e and the others looked at Li Zhige and nodded lightly, "Yes!"
Seeing Li Zhige coming out, the crowd immediately started making noises. Someone shouted loudly, "Master Li, defeat those three old monks and kill Xie Xun!"
"Master Li, defeat those three old monks and kill Xie Xun!"
Amidst the shouts of the crowd, Zhang Wuji's face turned pale. He looked at the tall figure in disbelief, his lips pursed but no sound came out.
If faced with the three old monks Duhe, Dujie, and Dunan, although Zhang Wuji couldn't see through their depth, he wasn't completely unsure.
But facing that tall figure, Zhang Wuji had no confidence at all. Even though he also practiced the Nine Yang Manual, even if he also practiced the Great Shift of the Universe, even if he also learned the Tai Chi sword, he just couldn't have the slightest confidence to win when facing that person.
Yang Xiao and others had solemn expressions and looked much uglier.
Three years ago, Divine Fist Li Zhige was already a big player except for Zhang Zhenren. Now three years have passed, who knows how far the martial arts of Divine Fist Li Zhige have developed?
