Sleeping Arhat

Chapter 33
Zhang Han closed his eyes tightly, as if he was out of the world, and Wu Xian also figured out the reason for the fight between the two. He thought his wife had committed adultery with him, but he said that he had not committed adultery with his wife, so the two fought all the way. inside.

The long knife in Zhang Han's hand seemed to calm down suddenly, and the sound of the light sword chant disappeared. At this moment, Tie Kuang rushed over with his palms, and those huge iron hands were about to hit Zhang Hantian's spirit cover.

Suddenly, Zhang Han opened his eyes, and a ray of spiritual light flashed out from his eyes. Suddenly, there seemed to be a scream of a divine bird in the sky. It was so vast and lonely, and Wu Xian, who was three feet away, also felt a trace of it. Feeling oppressed, Wu Xian thought in amazement: Where did the song of the lone bird come from?

Another long cry from Gu Hong, a total of three sounds, one sound sharper and louder than the other, captivating and disturbing, Zhang Han's long saber came out with Gu Ming in one blow, just a simple single cut, and killed Tie Kuang's ferocious The offensive was interrupted, and when the sharp knife was about to pierce Tie Kuang's chest, Zhang Han retracted the long knife, then pushed the blade horizontally, and the long knife quickly slapped Tie Kuang's chest, and Tie Kuang was sent flying three meters away. On top of the maple tree, blood flowed continuously from his mouth.

Zhang Han put the long sword back into the scabbard, and said calmly: "Now that someone's goal has been achieved, I will announce in the Jianghu that Tie Kuang provoked me and died by the sword. After you have recovered, put on makeup and dress up and sneak into Xingyang County alone. will know what happened."

Then Zhang Han waved his sleeves, turned around and flew away, Wu Xian was amazed, such a brilliant sword technique really didn't have a nickname for nothing, 'Gu Ming Dao' deserved its title, that sword technique is really like the song of a lone bird Ordinary, lonely, sad and mournful, and ghosts and gods are frightened when a knife comes out.

During tea time, Wu Xian reckoned that Zhang Han had gone far away, while Tie Kuang was lying beside the tree with a dazed expression on his face, as if he had lost his soul.Wu Xian felt sympathetic. Now it seems that Tie Kuang was not only cheated by his beloved wife, but also cheated by his wife. The purpose is to put Tie Kuang to death so that he can live with that adulterer.And that "Guhong Saber" Zhang Han not only has superb martial arts skills, but also has a keen mind and can penetrate people's hearts.

Compassionate in Wu Xian's heart, he jumped onto the tree trunk and leaned against the tree stump to look at Tie Kuang. After about half an hour passed, Tie Kuang was still pale, lifeless and expressionless, only the slight ups and downs in his chest Inhale and exhale, proving that it is still alive, just like a living dead.

Wu Xian rushed to Tie Kuang's side, put down a package beside him, which contained some dry food, and gently put his wine pot beside him, then turned and ran towards the Wudang faction.

One day later, in the early morning, Wu Xian first arrived at the bottom of Wudang Mountain. Looking at the stone steps going up, Wu Xian walked up steadily step by step. While walking, I couldn't help but marvel at the beautiful scenery in front of me.

After going up the mountain, Wu Xian was immediately spotted by two Wudang disciples. A disciple wearing Taoist robes and buns stepped forward and asked, "The benefactor came to our school. I don't know why?"

Wu Xian saw that this disciple was not much older than himself, so he expected to be a disciple of the third generation of Wudang, but he didn't know which disciple of the Six Heroes of Wudang he was.Wu Xian made a bow and said: "I was entrusted by someone to deliver a letter. Although I know that the person speaks lightly, but that person has a deep connection with the Wudang sect. I hope to invite the Six Heroes of Wudang to speak face to face."

The disciple was a little hesitant, and didn't know what to do for a while, the two avoided Wu Xian, and after discussing by the wall, they decided to tell Yin Liuxia, because Yin Liuxia was softer and easier to talk.

The disciple took Wu Xian to the house and served a cup of fragrant tea. Wu Xian sat on the seat and looked at the simple and elegant room with some curiosity. Zhang Taishi chair, on the wall there is also a profound landscape painting, as for who made it, Wu Xian did not see clearly, there is a pair of couplets on the vermilion lacquered wooden pillars, and there are symmetrical coffee tables and chairs placed on both sides of the hall, Wu Xian held the teacup, took a sip of the fragrant tea, and couldn't help but sigh.

At this moment, a refined, easy-going and personable figure walked in.Wu Xian immediately got up to pay his respects. With a gentle smile on his face, Liuxia Yin used a style of "breeze blowing willows" to lightly press Wu Xian's shoulders, intending to show him that he does not need to be bound by common etiquette. Not intending to do harm, Yin Liuxia exerted three or four points of strength.

Wu Xian felt a soft breeze on his shoulders, with a gentle force, driving him to sit down. Wu Xian resisted subconsciously, and suddenly thought: Yin Liuxia signaled him to sit down, why should he be so stubborn.Immediately, Wu Xian sat back on the chair.

Yin Liuxia took a high look at Wu Xian. The previous "breeze blowing the willows" unintentionally tested Wu Xian's kung fu. He was also surprised at Wu Xian's strength and internal strength at such a young age. Then he thought: It's really a hero out of a boy.

Yin Liuxia's steady steps were elegant and light, and he walked over in two or three steps, and sat on a seat above Wu Xian's chair. The servant boy also added a cup of tea. Wu Xian accidentally saw Yin Liuxia's right hand holding the sword. Wu Xian stared blankly at the heavy cocoon, and thought in his heart: Sure enough, there is no shortcut to success. Even a famous hero like Yin Liuxia has to undergo several years of hard work to achieve today's achievements.

Wu Xian clasped his fists slightly and said, "I've met Yin Liuxia, this time I'm here as entrusted by my old friend to send a few private letters to Wudang."

"Come to Wudang to deliver a letter? I don't know whose letter it is." Yin Liuxia was a little puzzled, and asked in a gentle tone.

"Zhang Wuji."

"What? Wuji, is it really Wuji? Is Wuji still alive?" Yin Liuxia's face was full of excitement. On Wu Xian's shoulder, he took Wu Xian's hand and walked hurriedly, said hastily: "Come with me to see the master, if the master hears that Wuji is still alive, he will be very happy."

Yin Liuxia performed lightness kung fu happily, and quickly dragged Wu Xian to the place where Master Zhang retreated. It was a deep and secluded path. After passing through several pavilions, a very secluded place appeared in front of him. At this point, Yin Liuxia let out a long cry: "Master, there is news about Wuji."

"Come in." Zhang Zhenren's voice was calm and distant, but he couldn't hide his joy. Yin Liuxia brought Wu Xian into it. There were not many things in the small courtyard, only a futon on the ground, a tea table, and a table on the board. An incense burner, a teacup and a pot of tea, and a wooden sword hanging on the wall.

(End of this chapter)