Blue Book Tribulation Phoenix

Chapter 5

And go and stop, finally arrived at Shaolin Temple.Zhang Zhenren didn't take Wuji into the temple directly, but stood outside the temple gate first, and asked him a few words.

"Wuji, for a while you will listen quietly no matter what people say, no matter how rude they are, you are not allowed to interrupt and contradict."

In fact, even if he didn't talk, Wuji wouldn't talk nonsense, last time he hurt his mother by talking nonsense, this time he can't hurt Grand Master again.There must be a reason for the old man to tell him so. Wudang and Shaolin had a bad relationship for a long time.

"Great Master, do you have any grudges against those monks? Why don't we stop begging them!"

Zhenren Zhang patted Wuji's head: "Master, I'm already this old. It's nothing to lose face and be pointed at by someone's nose. The most important thing now is you. You are still young, so just give up like this." Isn’t it a pity to have an opportunity? Absolutely don’t have such thoughts.”

Wuji followed Tai Shifu into the gate of the temple, and there were only two monks from Shaolin Temple to receive them.These two monks were famous and became eminent monks by their fellow martial artists.

Wuji snorted coldly in his heart, they also have the nerve to take on the title of eminent monk?Obviously a narrow-minded, short-sighted generation.

Those two people ran against Zhang Sanfeng one sentence at a time, saying that he just learned Shaolin Kungfu secretly, that the Wudang sect had a false name, that he was a thief who stole Kungfu, and so on.

Mr. Zhang Zhenren has a lot of knowledge that is not the same as that of a villain. It is true that the basic Wudang skills are comprehended from the Jiuyang Shengong, but other kung fu and orthodox inner skills are all his own research and comprehension.Although this trip is to ask for help, you can't keep your voice low.It's nothing to lose dignity, but if you are not respected by the other party, it will be even more difficult to ask for scriptures.

He tried his hand at the stone pile where the Shaolin disciples practiced in the yard, and the boulder was instantly shattered.

The expressions of the two monks suddenly changed. Seeing Zhenren Zhang's ability, they knew that they were short-sighted and speculated wildly with a villain's heart.One of them said respectfully: "Master Zhang, come here to ask for scriptures. We will know that you are here sincerely, but the scriptures of the Nine Suns are of great importance, and the rules in the temple cannot be easily shown to others. Even our sect Disciples are not allowed to see it, let alone lend it to outsiders?"

Even though Master Zhang said he was willing to exchange the one-third in his hand with the one-third that Shaolin Temple kept, the two monks still refused.It seemed that it was useless to continue begging, so in desperation, he had no choice but to leave with Wuji.

Wuji's eyes flickered coldly, on the surface he looked tepid, but in fact his teeth were gritting.

He glanced viciously at the plaque on the Shaolin Temple, thinking to himself: "Back then, the bald donkeys from the Shaolin Temple took the lead in forcing my mother to death. Today, they not only refused to save my life, but also made things difficult for and humiliated Grand Master. There is always a debt for this account." One day I, Zhang Wuji, will settle the matter with you!"

Zhang Zhenren embarked on the return journey with Wuji, sitting on the boat, he was filled with emotion.Although I encountered a lot of things when I was young, I was generally able to handle them, but in the past few years, I feel more and more powerless when encountering things.Wuji's palm injury really couldn't be delayed any longer, but he didn't even have anyone who could heal him.After thinking about it, he let out a long sigh.

Wuji sat next to the boat, the last time he took a boat was when he and his parents returned to the Central Plains.Thinking of my parents, I couldn't help but get red eyes, and a tear fell into the river.He sat with his back to his grand master, and secretly wiped away his tears with his sleeve.

Staring blankly at the empty river surface, ripples suddenly appeared on the water skin beside the boat, a fish jumped up and down, and bubbles formed around it, so Wuji looked curiously.

Two fishes, one big and one small, followed the boat to swim forward. The smaller one jumped up just now, and now it is swimming up and down with the bigger fish, while the bigger one is swimming calmly. Ignore its harassment.

Wuji looked at them happily, they really looked like himself and senior brother Qingshu.Didn't I pester my senior brother every day when I was on the mountain?The senior brother always has a cold and indifferent look.

Seeing that he was watching intently, Master Zhang also came over to have a look. "What are you looking at so seriously?"

Wuji pointed to the river and said, "Look, Grand Master, this pair of fish must be brothers. Look at how good their relationship is."

Zhang Zhenren took a closer look: "Hehe, Wuji, you made a mistake. They are not brothers but husband and wife! The big one is a female fish and the small one is a male fish."

Wuji knew that he had made a mistake, and his face turned red with embarrassment.Pulling his fingers, he muttered in a low voice: "The fish is so weird"

The boat rowed leisurely, and the boatman sang one or two fisherman's songs from time to time. The sad and melancholy singing echoed on the empty river.

"Mountains in spring are deserted and smoky. There is the sound of logging in the gutters. Birds are singing quietly, and flowers are falling lightly. Watching chess under the pine trees and clouds growing under the twilight."

Zhang Zhenren listened quietly, although it may be a fisherman on the water, the artistic conception of this word is far-reaching.Wuji also listened to it. Although he knew that the singing was good, he didn't like, didn't like that kind of elegance.

The boat came to a sudden stop in the middle of the river, and then the boatman standing in front rowed in the opposite direction in a panic.

Zhang Zhenren and Wuji sitting in the stern felt the shaking of the boat, and immediately asked the boatman, "What happened?"

The boatman said nervously: "Yuan Bing! Yuan Bing! We ordinary people can't afford to mess with that. Lord Dao, let's hide for now!"

Zhang Zhenren asked Wuji to stay behind, and walked through the cabin to the front to see.Sure enough, there were two small boats. On one of them stood a strong man and a boatman with an arrow stuck in his back. The boatman was lying on the ground unknown to him.On the other boat was a group of Yuan soldiers baring their teeth and claws. It seemed that they were chasing the strong man.

"Since I have encountered this matter, I have to take care of it. Boatman, you should row the boat closer. Don't say whether that person is a good person, and the Mongols must not let the Han people be bullied!"

Although Zhang Zhenren spoke urgently, the boatman still refused.

Zhang Zhenren said: "You don't have to be afraid, I am Wudang Zhang Sanfeng, and I have good martial arts skills. Those Tartars will never hurt you. You and the child I brought hide in the cabin, and you will come out when I tell you."

"Since you said so, Daoist, then I will row the boat to that side a little bit, don't blame me for fear of being dragged down. This boat can only row a little longer, too close is not enough, you have to think about the empty section There is a way."

Saving people is the most important thing, no further discussion is allowed. "That's how it is. You have to hurry up. The strong man seems to be injured. I'm afraid he won't last long."

The equal distance was about the same, as soon as the boatman stopped the boat, Zhang Zhenren crossed the river with a little effort, and jumped onto Yuan Bing's boat with a little force.

The chasing soldiers are ordinary soldiers, just relying on the number of people.Zhenren Zhang beat them one by one into the water with his palm shaking the mountain.He checked the situation on the boat. The boatman had been dead for a long time, and there was a little girl hiding in the cabin.

The brave man who was rescued bowed to thank him. Chang Yuchun, who claimed to be an anti-Yuan army, said without hesitation that he was a member of Mingjiao.

There is no balance between good and evil. In the past, Zhang Zhenren might still keep a distance from Mingjiao people, but because of Wuji, he still treats Chang Yuchun with kindness and courtesy.

Chang Yuchun hugged the hidden fisherman's girl and boarded Wuji's boat with Zhang Zhenren.

When he stood firm, Chang Yuchun put Zhou Zhiruo down, and talked with Zhang Zhenren.After listening to Zhenren Zhang explaining the reason for his trip, he said: "Really Zhang brought Wuji to seek medical treatment, since he returned without success, why don't you let him go with me to my uncle Hu Qingniu?"

Zhang Zhenzhen said distressedly: "I have also heard of the great reputation of the great doctor Hu, but I heard that he made a rule that 'non-Mingjiao people will not be treated. ?”

"Hey, Master Zhang, you might as well give it a try. After all, Wuji is also the grandson of King Yingye. From this point of view, maybe Master Hu will be willing to heal Wuji."

Zhang Zhenren looked at Wuji who was sitting beside him with a blue face: "I hope that the development of the matter can be as you said, his injury can no longer be taken care of, life and death are at the mercy of fate, now we have to give it a try."

Since they went down the mountain, Wuji's palm injury has become more and more serious, and now it has grown from the inside and surfaced on the surface of his body, and Wuji's originally fair face is covered with a layer of blue.

The two adults chatted aside, and Wuji sat quietly in the cabin and teased the pigeons in the cage.

At the beginning when he left Wu, he kept his eyes open and begged the Grand Master to let him take a carrier pigeon with him.Because of the cold, he couldn't eat anything, so he took out his share of dry food from the luggage, tore it up and put it in the trough of the cage.The pigeon tilted its head, looked at him with red eyes, and then ate the crumbs bit by bit.

In order to facilitate contact with other sects and outside disciples, Wudang built a pigeon loft on the mountainside to raise many pigeons.Wuji took away a beautiful red-blooded blue pigeon.The feathers are pure white, and there are two neat and symmetrical gray patterns on the tail.He chose it after specifically asking Senior Brother Ke Zhaoke.

Ke Zhao, who loves to play, has a lot of research on these things. He said that pigeons are naturally home-loving and have the ability to homing.Whether it is blocking thousands of mountains and rivers or lofty mountains, they must return to the place they are familiar with and live in.Among all the pigeon breeds on Wudang Mountain, this kind is the best.The feather shaft is soft and powerful, and it "pants" forward like a shooting star when flying in the air. The most important thing is that it has a strong sense of direction and can travel at night, no matter how far it is, it can return home without getting lost.

The full-fledged pigeon squatted in the cage, "coo coo".Wuji put his finger into the cage curiously and shook it, and the pigeon was teased by him and pecked at his fingertips.

Zhou Zhiruo, who had been watching Wuji teasing the pigeons, walked over shyly and sat quietly beside him.She also poked her fingers in, and gently plucked the pigeon's tail feathers, and the carrier pigeon shook its feathers impatiently.

The two children looked up and smiled at each other.

Zhou Zhiruo said that her mother had passed away a long time ago, and now her father is also dead.

Wuji lamented in his heart that she was also an orphan like himself. W,, Zhiruo is not from the martial arts world and is naive, so Wuji Continent is not fortified.Lonely on the boat, the two of them were about the same age, and they soon got together.The girl's voice was soft, gentle and caring, and she talked with him along the way. Although Wuji missed his senior brother, he was not so lonely at least.