Zhang Wuji and Yin Tianzheng climbed quickly along the steep cliff and reached the top of the mountain in a short time.
Zhu Yuanzhang was of low ability and could only stop and wait at the foot of the cliff.
Zhang Wuji observed through the moonlight that the top of the hill was bare, with only three old pine trees arranged in a zigzag pattern.
Each old pine tree has a tree hole that is half a man tall. In the tree hole sits an old monk meditating with his eyes closed.
In the middle of these three old pine trees, there is a deep cave, and a slight gasping sound comes from the deep cave.
Zhang Wuji and Yin Tianzheng looked at each other, and they knew in their hearts that the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun must be imprisoned in this cave.
At the same time, he also understood that in order to rescue Xie Xun, he had to defeat the three old monks in the tree hole.
Du'e opened his eyes and said, "Master Zhang is here, and I am welcome from afar."
Zhang Wuji felt a little strange. He had never had much contact with Shaolin, so how could this old monk recognize him. "Master, do you recognize the boy?"
"Zhang Wuji, the leader of Mingjiao, is unknown to everyone in the world!"
Du'e obviously meant to be sarcastic.
"In the cave is the boy's adoptive father. I hope the master will be merciful and let him out because of his old age. The boy will bear the responsibility for his sins."
Zhang Wuji clasped his hands and saluted.
"That's not impossible. If you ask Xie Xun to hand over the dragon-slaying knife, you can calm the disputes in the world. I can also help Xie Xun resolve the grudges in the world."
No one is not tempted by the supreme sword of martial arts for slaying dragons. Even those who are crossing disasters still have greed in their hearts for the dragon-slaying sword.
As for returning Xie Xun, that is absolutely impossible.
"Master, the dragon-slaying knife has been stolen by the Mongolian princess Zhao Min a long time ago, and my adoptive father has no way to take it out."
When I took Zhao Min and Zhou Zhiruo to Binghuo Island, I didn't expect that Zhao Min actually stole the Dragon Slaying Sword and the Heavenly Sword.
Back in the Central Plains, Zhang Wuji approached Zhao Min several times to ask for the Dragon Slaying Sword and the Heavenly Sword, but she denied it.
In addition, Zhao Min was surrounded by extremely skilled guards, so he could only stop fighting.
"Haha, even a three-year-old child wouldn't believe what Master Zhang said, so why bother trying to prevaricate him? Without the dragon-slaying knife, I'd be sorry that Brother Lao Ji couldn't agree to let Xie Xun go."
Yin Tianzheng also stood beside Zhang Wuji, with a determined look: "The leader and I have the same idea, and we are willing to bear all the consequences for Xie Xun. Monk, if you don't let me teach the Golden Retriever Lion King, do you want to become an enemy of the Ming Cult?"
"Hahaha!"
When you are in trouble, you look up to the sky and scream.
"White-browed Eagle King, do you know who blinded me in this eye?"
Yin Tianzheng felt bad in his heart.
If this monk's eyes were injured by the Mingjiao, he would definitely not be able to do anything good today.
Before the White-browed Eagle King could ask questions, Du'e said: "This eye of Lao Na's was blinded by Yang Dingtian, the previous leader of your Ming Cult. This golden-haired lion king is the protector of your Ming Cult. Do you think I will let go?" Got him?"
"If we want Xie Xun to leave safely, we must break the vajra demon-subduing circle formed by the three brothers."
Zhang Wuji knew that he couldn't be kind today, so he strode up to Du'e, "That kid will learn the clever tricks of the three masters!"
The biggest feature of the Vajra Demon Subduing Fist is that it requires three people to have the same mind as one person, so that it can exert great power and can be used both offensively and defensively.
Sandu has been meditating for more than thirty years, and his minds have long been connected. When one person thinks, the other two immediately understand.
The three black ropes rolled towards Zhang Wuji like spiritual snakes spitting out letters.
Zhang Wuji used the Great Shifting Technique of the Universe to twist and turn among the three black ropes.
After dodging dozens of moves, he realized that Du'e was the leader of the Three Dus and the one with the highest level of martial arts, so he decided to open a gap in him first.
Pointing his toes, he jumped into the air and rushed towards Du'e.
Du E's face was calm, and he calmly flicked the black cord and stabbed Zhang Wuji in the face.
With a clear understanding of overcoming tribulations and difficulties, one of their black ropes was wrapped around Zhang Wuji's right arm, and the other was drawn towards the waist and abdomen.
Facing Heisuo, who was attacking from three sides, Zhang Wuji had no choice but to give up the idea of capturing Du'e and ducked away from Sansuo.
"Wuji, let me help you!"
White-browed Eagle King Yin Tianzheng saw that Zhang Wuji was unable to win and was trapped in the formation by the Diamond Subduing Demon Circle, so he immediately flew into the formation.
Du'e gave up besieging Zhang Wuji and turned to attack the White-browed Eagle King with a flick of his black rope.
At the early stage of White-browed Eagle King's Grandmaster realm, there is a small realm difference from Du'e's strength. As soon as the eagle's claws touched the black rope, he was knocked back a step.
Without the siege of Duhe, Zhang Wuji's pressure was suddenly reduced, and he could cope with the catastrophe and difficulties with ease.
Du'e saw it and knew that Zhang Wuji's cultivation level was already higher than the three of them, and he would definitely not be his opponent just by overcoming tribulations and difficulties.
Determined to deal with the White-browed Eagle King as soon as possible, he poured all his inner strength into the black cord in his hand, and the black cord suddenly became violent.
As it swept across, the sound of breaking through the air continued to sound.
After fighting with each other for dozens of moves, the White-browed Eagle King had white mist coming out of his head, and he looked obviously exhausted, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.
Zhang Wuji was paying attention to the movements of the White-browed Eagle King while fighting against the Tribulation and Disaster. When he saw something was wrong with him, his heart tightened.
Shaolin is the top force in martial arts, and the strength of the three old monks cannot be underestimated, especially Du'e, whose strength has reached the middle stage of the master realm.
It was very dangerous for the White-browed Eagle King to continue fighting like this, so he hurriedly shouted: "Grandpa, get out first."
"Wuji, don't worry, I can still hold on!"
The White-browed Eagle King grabbed Du'e's black rope and stepped heavily on the ground with his right foot, sinking half a foot into the soil. He pulled the black cord with all his strength.
"Old white-browed man, you can't blame me for seeking death!"
Du'e shouted loudly, his body's strength surged, and waves of internal energy surged from the black rope and rushed towards Yin Tianzheng.
The fierce force coming from the black rope pushed the White-browed Eagle King into a desperate situation. If you want to save your life, you must let go of the black rope.
The White-browed Eagle King was such a proud person, so he naturally refused and used all his inner strength to resist desperately. The white steam coming out of the head became clearer and clearer.
Seeing this, Zhang Wuji secretly thought that something was wrong, so he ducked to Yin Tianzheng's side, slapped away the black rope that was crossing the river, and pulled the White-browed Eagle King out of the Vajra Demon-Slaying Circle.
At this time, masters from all the martial arts sects and Yang Xiao, Wei Bat Wang, and Wu Sanren from the Ming Cult all went to the top of the mountain.
Upon seeing this, Yang Xiao quickly stepped forward and asked with concern: "Eagle King, what's wrong with you?"
Zhang Wuji asked with concern: "Grandpa, how are you?"
The White-browed Eagle King's eyes widened, and he exhaled after a while.
He looked at Yang Xiao and said, "I've failed. The important task of rescuing the Lion King will be left to you, Yang Zuo,"
When Zhang Wuji heard that something was going to happen, he quickly stretched out his right hand to touch Yin Tianzheng's back, and the Nine Yang Zhen Qi was continuously transmitted into it.
The meridians in his body were nourished by the Nine Yang True Qi, and Yin Tianzheng said intermittently: "Wuji, grandpa has exhausted his internal strength and can no longer accompany you."
"Grandpa, as long as Wuji is here, you won't die." Zhang Wuji kept inputting Jiuyang Qi.
"Silly boy, grandpa is getting old and has run out of energy. Even if you input all the Nine Yang Qi, it will be useless."
"Okay, Wuji, don't be sad, grandpa has gone to find your mother."
After Yin Tianzheng finished speaking, he had a smile on his face and closed his eyes.
